Second chapter! This chapter took a lot of work for me to write; I ended up giving up and just updating what I did. So here it is.
Tenten hopefully will go through a character change soon. You know, be happier. Read on!
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Tenten glanced around, trying to remember which way her friends had gone.
Her friends almost had to drag her to this party.
She didn't think she was that boring, reading books were quite interesting.
Why did she have to come to a party instead of relax at home?
Tenten slipped through the people standing at the door, who were talking about nothing important.
She tried desperately to look for her friends; she didn't think losing them at this place was a good idea.
She had to talk herself out of dancing with some guy, then when she turned around all her friends were gone.
They probably thought they could get her to dance.
Tenten decided her best solution to her problem was to go to the snack table.
Her friends would have to come here sooner or later.
She spied the nacho chips and began to eat her worries away.
Tenten wasn't use to this kind of environment.
The music was too loud and there were sweaty people everywhere.
Why did people find parties fun?
She wondered if she should return to their cabin, where she knew would be safe and quiet.
She looked to the side when someone put a new tray down.
Drinks?
A few kids around, grabbed a glass and headed back to their dancing.
Tenten chewed on her lip as she stared down at the drinks.
Punch?
She didn't know what to believe.
What if it was spiked?
Tenten tried concentrating on all the information she had heard about not trusting drinks at a party.
Her lips almost twitched into a smile.
This was playing with danger.
All the time she played safe, keeping away from people and hiding in her own thoughts.
Making barriers were one of her specialities.
She even kept a distance from her friends, who all believed she loved Chad.
They even believed she actually liked herself.
Tenten mentally sighed.
She sounded pathetic.
Her hand snapped out and grabbed the drink before she could think more on the situation.
What was so wrong with taking chances?
This was a party after all, which means she shouldn't be drowning in self pity.
She slid her hand more firmly around the glass, staring down at the untrusting drink.
Being dangerous for one night wouldn't hurt.
Tenten was tired of having everyone not know the true her.
She would surprise them all; her friends would see another side.
She gulped the glittering liquid as fast as she could, enjoying the smooth feeling as it went down her throat.
Her body relaxed and she felt warmer.
Tenten, finally, let her guard down.
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Neji sat up from lying on the soft ground.
The breeze was perfect; the only thing disturbing it was the sounds coming from the nearby cabin.
He enjoyed the sounds of the music which flowed quietly through the air.
He just hated the voices of the teenagers partying inside.
Neji had come with his friends to the party, hoping to find something to do while on vacation.
Another disappointment.
It was the same kind of party he could go to anywhere.
This vacation kept getting worst.
At least this year he had his friends.
Though that didn't seem to improve the vacation.
His thoughts were stopped when he saw a girl stumble down the path not too far from him.
He sighed as he realized she was drunk.
He tried to take his gaze off her, but his eyes betrayed him and kept going back.
Neji grumbled at himself for getting into a mess like this, but still got up to help her.
"Need some help?" He asked with not much concern.
The girl tried to make eye contact with him, but her senses were affected by the drinks she had consumed.
She was able to shove him and sway on forward.
Neji's eyes were wide from the way she had reacted.
A girl had never shoved him before.
This seemed to spark a new emotion in him.
"I can help you back home." This time his voice sounded more interested.
She had stopped and was trying to figure out why the ground kept swirling even though she wasn't moving.
He took this to his advantage and walked up to stand beside her.
Her body, naturally, leaned sideways towards him.
He was the only thing that could support her.
"I don't even know where home is." Came her voice, through slurring and pauses.
He hoped she wasn't a regular drunk; her voice would be so beautiful without the alcohol affect.
After listening to her voice, he went over the words she said in his head.
She was either a new cabin owner or she came with someone else.
Neji hoped she had come with her friends.
"Is there anyone who…." His question was cut short as she slouched and almost fell over.
His face turned into an expression of disgust as she threw up near his feet.
Neji didn't know what to do…
He had never been faced with a situation that involved helping someone through this kind of state.
Making it even harder was the fact that she was a girl.
Neji hadn't spent any time with girls; he actually tried to avoid them.
They could get quite obsessive and clingy.
Yet this one had shoved him away at first sight.
He tried to deny that, she was drunk and was disoriented.
He snapped out of his inner turmoil as the girl sagged to the ground, choking back tears.
Neji stepped over the mess she had made and gently pulled her off the ground.
This time she didn't fight back.
He wondered what was going on.
What was she thinking about?
What would cause her to just start balling?
Neji turned around and tried to spot anyone who may be looking for the girl.
No one stood out.
She just let herself collapse, falling against his back.
"You better not be a creep." He tried not to laugh at that because her words seemed so clear.
He arched his back a little and she took the hint.
She gave a small jump for him to be able to get her on his back.
He straightened as he grabbed her legs securely.
She was reluctant to lean against him anymore and kept her head as far away as possible.
"What's your name?" He had to create conversation if he wanted to figure out where to take this girl.
He needed to find out more about her, hopefully he could figure out where her cabin was.
That was his excuse though.
In reality, his curiosity towards this girl was controlling his words.
"Tenten…" Her reply took forever; he had no idea if that was because of the alcohol or her fear.
"Do you usually get people to carry you home when you get drunk, Tenten." His voice had humour in it and he was surprised to see how easily he could joke with her.
He liked her name too, so simple.
He guessed she wouldn't be simple though, which made him more curious to see what she really was like.
"My first time." He could hear the hint of anger in her voice.
He relaxed at that, he didn't want to find out she was always a drunk.
"What made you do it?" He hesitated to ask this question, it seemed too personal.
The girl finally let her head rest against the back of his shoulder.
Her brown hair that had escaped her buns and was tickling his exposed neck.
"I hate myself."
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Neji sat on the couch, a few hours after leaving the girl.
He had returned her to the only girl he trusted in this area, his cousin.
He did not miss the relief in Hinata's eyes when Neji had brought Tenten to her cabin.
Tenten was staying at Hinata's cabin.
"I hate myself."
Her voice just kept ringing in his mind.
How could someone, a drunk someone, have such an affect on him.
People could become totally different after they had a few drinks, perhaps she was just not herself tonight.
Either way, she was affecting Neji.
Neji didn't know what was going on with him.
He was fighting with himself, something he hadn't done in a long time.
Something had compelled him to go to her.
He wished he could blame it on some unnatural energy, like he was forced to care for her.
Another side of him wished something had been triggered when he saw her.
He was sure something happened.
Perhaps he finally realized how lonely he was.
Neji grumbled to himself for thinking that way.
He continued his mind melee as he walked tiredly to his room.
He was Neji Hyuga; his pride shouldn't be ruined just because he met some drunken girl.
He was not lonely.
He definitely did not care who she was.
His hand snapped up to his neck.
Neji stared blankly at his wall, horrified that he had just imagined the ticklish sensation of her hair on his neck.
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Tuh dah. Done chapter 2. I hope you liked it. I love making Neji have fights with himself, so much fun. Lol.
Review please!