Some of you are probably wondering why I had a random flashback of something that occurred last chapter…Honestly, I was just being lazy. As for Ukon and Sakon…sorry to go more 'alternate universe' than normal, but they are always separate people and part of the Konoha village in this story. They have like five pages of dialogue, for some reason...

My friend, Katri, helped me edit this, so there should be less mistakes…I accidentally started using the stalker's name instead of "he" about halfway through…I'm glad Katri pointed it out! Also, when I'm talking about the three people desks, you guys know I mean those ones we saw at the way beginning of the series when everyone was being assigned teams, or during the written Chuunin Exams, right? Anyway, here's the third chapter, enjoy and please review!

X…Normal Point of View…X

Breathe in, breathe out, he told himself. Breathe in, breathe out. In. Out.

Nothing to be nervous about. Everything was fine, right? He was just going to start the plan to make Tenten his…

Tenten…

Starting today, there would be no going back…

Oh, God, he couldn't do this.

It would never work, she wasn't going to like him; lowly ground-dwellers like him were never meant to interact with majestic beings of the sky like her…

Hey, kid, come on, no need to freak out. It will work, I swear. We can't do anything right now, and there's no reason to drive yourself crazy while we're waiting.

He frowned. Maybe the voice did have a point. Still, having to listen to The Voice was quite annoying when he needed his space, his own time to think.

After all, it wasn't easy, having to share your mind and most personal thoughts with something else. He really didn't like hearing The Voice comment on Tenten or the fantasies of her that kept dancing through his mind.

He played with her gorgeous hair, untangling it from the two brown buns she normally kept it up in. A faint blush spread across her face as he continued running his fingers through her free hair…

He would give anything for that…However, if The Voice's plan worked, thousands of moments like that could happen…

That's right, kid. Listen to me.

His thoughts temporarily strayed from Tenten. The last time he had obeyed The Voice…

He didn't want to think about the murders.

So…Why was he listening to it again?

Because, kid. We benefited from the murders, right? It helped us, remember?

He remembered. That had been the last time he had gotten close to someone, and it had blown up in his face…

An important part of him had died along with his victims that night.

But, somehow, whenever he was around Tenten, that dead part seemed to come back alive…

But The Voice…

Listening to The Voice would start to get him closer to Tenten…Getting closer to someone was something he had promised himself he wouldn't do after that night, as that would require him to reveal himself and his dark secrets…

Yet here he was now, about to risk it all again…

Should he just stick to his fantasies?

If something went wrong, he couldn't bear to see that look in her eyes that he usually got…

But if they did get together…

He cautiously sneaked up behind her. Even though she was a ninja and most likely had already sensed his presence, she still acted pleasantly surprised as he began kissing the back of her neck. She turned around, his name on her inviting lips…

Briefly, he wondered what his name would sound like when she said it. Would it sound strange, like she had to work her tongue around it, or would it just roll off her tongue as if it had always been there?

She walked with a group of her friends, chatting and laughing about trivial things. They asked Tenten if she wanted to go do something with them. "Sorry," said Tenten as he appeared and hooked an arm around her waist. "I have a date with my boyfriend…"

Boyfriend…That would make him as close to happy as someone with his past could be…Then again, he would be pleased if she just knew his name…

Tenten, eyes narrowed in delight, laughed, throwing back her head as he told her a joke. Wiping tears of laughter from her eyes, she commented on his brilliant sense of humor as she drew nearer, her warm hips pressing in on his, her dainty lips coming closer and closer to his…

Sheesh, she really is the only thing on your mind. I don't get it. She isn't particularly good looking, and you've never even talked to her.

Hey, he told the voice, don't insult her. She's the most beautiful creature I've ever seen. Besides, her eyes have done all the talking for her.

Okay, okay. No need to get all defensive, I'm just giving you my opinion…What's so special about her, anyway?

He sighed. It wasn't something that could be explained in words, this rising feeling in the pit of his stomach. It was like trying to explain the color orange to a blind person; it just…was. It existed, and that was that.

Fine, whatever. But seriously, you're going to drive yourself crazy if you keep thinking about her. We can't start the plan until she gets out of school. Do you even know when it ends?

One hour and fifty-eight minutes, he automatically thought. The Voice chuckled.

Nice, you've even figured out the minutes…This should be fun.

He scowled. It's not supposed to be fun, he told The Voice. This is serious, no messing around. You can't screw this up for me.

All he could hear was The Voice's howling laughter.

X...End of Normal Point of View…X

X…Tenten's Point of View…X

Asuma-sensei, my Writing teacher, had the exact same classroom as all the other teachers; chalkboard at the front, teacher's desk shoved in a corner, multiple long desks that seated three people each, and windows with a breathtaking view of the forest.

Unlike all the other teachers, he was sitting at his desk, currently smoking a cigarette, seemingly unaware of the things this drew out from the class.

"A smoker, huh?"

"Hey, think he'll let us smoke?"

"Nah. He'll probably just be a hypocrite and lecture us about smoking or something. It's going to be annoying and pointless."

"Who cares? It's seventh period. We just have this class and the next class and then we're finally free."

"What gives? It's 12:35. The class was supposed to start seven minutes ago."

"Hey, just be thankful sensei hasn't done anything weird yet. Seriously, after some of the other teachers' entrances-"

Asuma-sensei finally stood up, sending a wave of silence through the class. "This class doesn't start or end until I say so. Pay no attention to the bells; it's the sensei that decide those kinds of things. Tomorrow, I want complete silence when everyone enters the class, got it?"

Instead of waiting for an answer, Asuma-sensei plowed on.

"Good. We had best start today's lesson. As shinobi, it's important that you always have a clear mind, as not having one could possibly endanger yourself and others around you. A good way to do this is to journal."

Certain male members of the class sneered. Asuma-sensei raised a hand in defense.

"Hey, journaling isn't just for girls. Besides, it could have important information that other leaf ninja could need if you're put out of action for some reason. Of course, it could also be a valuable tool for enemies, so you'll have to be careful not to let it fall in their hands. Nonetheless, you'll still have to write in it everyday."

"Asuma-sensei, you're making it sound like we already have journals when none of us do!" Someone called out.

Asuma smirked, his cigarette shifting upwards.

"Thank you for pointing that out. Everyone, look under your chairs." The class complied.

"EH??!"

"Wait, no, you were being serious about that journal shit?!"

"Yep." Asuma smirked.

Someone had placed black journals under each of the chairs. I ran my hand across the smooth cover and opened it to the first page, smoothing down the creases. Blank paper stared up at me, just waiting to be filled by my pen.

My actions didn't go unnoticed by Asuma-sensei. "That's the spirit! What's your name?"

"It's Tenten, Asuma-sensei."

"Excellent. The rest of you should shut up and follow Tenten's example." I soon became the target of glares and several whispered insults. I shrank down into my seat and sighed, not wanting to be known as a teacher's pet.

Thankfully, Asuma-sensei had stopped watching me. Instead, he addressed the class as a whole.

"Before I give you your assignment, we're going to go over my policy. I want everyone to write every night, but I don't want fear of rejection to stop you from journaling personal thoughts.

"If for some reason you are uncomfortable with me reading one of your entries, just fold the page down and I will understand and not read it, no questions asked. However, if you seem to be folding every page down, we will have to talk. Does that sound fair to everyone?" The general class seemed to agree.

"Now, I want block A in the first row of desks, block B in the middle, and block D in the back." (1)

I stood up and walked to the front of the room. Someone had pushed two desks together, making it so that three people could sit on each side. I chose the only remaining seat, the one in the middle.

"You might as well talk to the people you're sitting by, as these are the seats you'll be in for the rest of the year." Asuma-sensei told the class.

I turned towards the other people in block A. There was one other girl and four guys. The person on my right had gray hair that seemed to float down his head, obscuring one eye. He wore read beads around his neck.

A mirror image of him without the beads sat across from him; they were twins.

The one on my left had messy brown hair and red tattoos racing down his cheeks, most likely clan marks.

The last guy, sitting diagonally across from me, with his face partially covered by sunglasses and a high collar, had his face turned towards me, as if he was waiting for me to say something.(2)

flashback

"…Neji, of course, had no idea what it was, but he pretty much figured it out when Lee asked him what kind of braid he preferred! Then, Gai-sensei realized what was going on and started sneaking up behind Neji when…" I trailed off as I watched that guy who had spoken about the passing period get up and walk over towards Hinata and me.

Within seconds, he was quietly standing next to Hinata, rather closely, if you ask me. I gave Hinata my "are you okay with this guy or do you want me to kick his ass for you" look.

Hinata obviously got the message, as she mumbled an introduction. "S-shino-kun, this is Tenten-san. Tenten-san is on N-neji-nii-san's team, one y-year older than us. T-tenten-san, this is Aburame S-shino-kun. S-shino-kun is on my t-team." This Shino guy's head was turned towards Hinata as she said this, though I got the impression his eyes were looking lower than her eyes.

end flashback

Right…That guy was Aburame Shino, Hinata's teammate.

"Aburame-san." He merely shrugged.

The girl seated across from me cleared her throat as if to speak. She had short pink hair that fell in clumps rather than waves, bright green eyes, a red shirt, and black shorts. "I think we should all introduce ourselves. I'm Haruno Sakura."

I leaned back in my chair. "Tenten. Just Tenten."

"I am Aburame Shino."

"Inuzuka Kiba." The guy on my left announced.

"Well, I'm Ukon." A surprisingly deep voice announced from Sakura's left side. The owner of the voice shook his gray hair as he turned to Sakura. "And you're hot enough to go out with me."

Surprised, Sakura wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Uh, no. I don't think so."

"Ukon, you're doing it all wrong. Girls don't like it if you treat them like that." The other twin stretched his hand out towards me. "May I have your hand?"

"Ano…" He slowly took my hand in his, politely ignoring my blushing face. "What are you doing?!"

He turned my hand palm up, still letting it rest in his. He slowly traced a line, dividing my hand in two while he talked. "This is a river. It completely blocks one side of your hand. There is a bunny right here." He put one finger on my palm. "The bunny wants to get to the other side of the river. How does it get there?"

"W-what…?" Stuttering? I don't stutter! This guy had me turning into Hinata. It didn't help that he still hadn't let go of my hand. I tried pulling my hand away, but he held on, firm but gentle.

"Do you give up?"

"Yes, I give up. How does it get there?" I had managed to get the blush and the stuttering under control. After all, this was just a joke. It wasn't like this guy was trying to do something….

"I don't know…" He leaned in closer, his shining eyes meeting mine. "I just wanted to hold your hand."

Okay, scratch that last thought. "I…ano…you…w-wh-…huh?" I stuttered with as much dignity as I could muster.

Thankfully, he dropped my hand and moved back, though his eyes never left mine. "My name's Sakon."

Ukon snickered at my returning blush. "Smooth, bro."

"Wait, you can't just do that! T-that's like, not right!" I stammered, trying to regain some composure. "Just…randomly hitting on people…and then…"

Sakon raised an eyebrow, slick and cool. "Maybe it wasn't random. Maybe it was fate telling us we belong together."

Oh. My. God. If I was blushing before, then what I was doing now should have an entirely different word. "……Wha-"

Luckily, Sakura cut me off. "Hey, come on, guys, stop it. You two are being really annoying." She glared at Ukon and Sakon. Sakon stared back, a hurt expression evident on his face.

"My brother and I are looking at two of the most beautiful girls in the school and acting how our hearts tell us to, and you think we're annoying?" It was Sakura's turn to have no idea what to say. "Ah…."

Kiba rolled his eyes. "All this love fest is starting to get stupid." Ukon shifted until he could see Kiba. "What's wrong, Kiba? Are you jealous? If you are jealous, we could always do something after school…"

Kiba's eyes widened as he figured out Ukon's meaning. "NO!!!!"

"Why not?" asked Sakon.

"I don't date guys that wear lipstick!"

"Oh, so you do date guys, huh? Just not ones with lipstick? Are you seme or uke?" Ukon inquired.

"WHAT?!"

"You heard him. Seme is the dominant one, the top one, while uke is on the bottom. Are you top or bottom?" Sakon responded.

"I know what they mean! But you guys just…! I'm not gay!"

"Please. You can't fool us. Answer the question! Seme or uke?" Ukon shot back.

Kiba's small eyes darted from Ukon to Sakon, trying to figure out what to do. "You two…"

"SO! SHINO-SAN!" Sakura said loudly as if she couldn't hear Sakon and Ukon tormenting Kiba, which was hard to believe considering that the two of us were in the middle of it. "May I call you Shino-san? Actually, I think we should all just call each other by first name, since it sounds like we'll be seeing a lot of each other. Anyway, who's on your team?"

"Sure. Hyuuga Hinata. Him." Shino jerked his head towards Kiba.

"Oh, really? That's cool! Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke are on my team. Naruto is loud and annoying, and Sasuke's so…" Sakura paused, a dreamy look on her face. "Anyway, what about you, Tenten-san?"

"Oh, right. I have Hyuuga Neji - Hinata's cousin - and Rock Lee. My sensei is Maito Gai." I responded.

"Gai-sensei?! You mean the Math teacher?!" Sakura exclaimed.

"Yep. Lots of fun times…" I trailed off, rolling my eyes. Sakura smiled.

"My sensei is Hayate Kakashi. He's always late, no matter how important the event. Of course, he always has some lame excuse ready. 'Oh, sorry guys, I had to help an old lady.' 'I didn't mean to be late, but I had to help my friend, Narugami, find a job!' Yeah, sure, sensei…We never really believe him, but that doesn't stop him from trying…"

I smiled. Sakura seemed nice enough.

While Sakura and I were talking, Sakon and Ukon weren't quite done giving Kiba hell…

"Okay, okay, fine. Don't tell us if you're seme or uke. At least tell us who your first was!" Ukon whined, Sakon nodding in agreement.

It didn't seem possible for Kiba's face to get any redder. "I keep trying to tell you, I'm not…Asuma-sensei!" Kiba cried, adding the last part in when he saw Asuma appear next to Sakon and Ukon's side of the table, out of their line of vision as all of their attention was focused on Kiba.

Ukon smirked. "Finally, we got an answer. You are gay! Congratulations on coming out of the closet. Still, you first went out with Asuma-sensei?"

"Um, Ukon…" I whispered. He appeared to not have heard me.

"Doesn't that make sensei a pedophile? That's really disturbing…" Sakon mused.

"Sakon, Ukon, Asuma-sensei is-"

"I mean, Asuma? I could understand someone else, but him? Seriously, not that much sex appeal…" Ukon said, still staring at a red Kiba.

"Hey, you guys, look behind-"

"What did you two see in each other?" inquired Sakon.

"Ukon, Sakon! Asuma-sensei can-"

Hm…Asuma and Kiba…AsumaxKiba…Asuba…" sang Ukon.

"YOU IDIOTS!!! ASUMA-SENSEI IS STANDING RIGHT BEHIND YOU!!!"

Asuma-sensei cleared his throat loudly, making both Ukon and Sakon jump and turn around at the same time. "Oh my God, ASUMA-SENSEI!!!" They squealed in unison.

"Er…How much of that did you happen to hear, sensei?" said Ukon sheepishly.

Asuma turned slightly pink. "More than I needed to hear. I have never…ever…dated anyone that much younger than me. I have my faults, but being a pedophile is not among them. As for you two, stop deliberately causing trouble."

Asuma turned around as if to gather the attention of the class as a whole, but found that the entire class had stopped talking to watch the show Ukon and Sakon were putting on.

Avoiding everyone's eyes, Asuma-sensei began to speak in a strange voice. "I want…everyone to write one short story tonight…class dismissed."

"But, sensei, there's twenty minutes left in class!"

"CLASS DISMISSED!!!" No one questioned him twice as everyone rushed to be the first one out of the door.

X…End of Tenten's Point of View…X

X…Normal Point of View…X

Ten minutes.

Funny how things worked out like that, he mused.

Just ten minutes until school got out.

Just ten minutes until the plan to make Tenten officially his began.

Well kid, looks like everything's ready. You know what to do.

Smirking, he began racing towards the school and the destiny with Tenten that awaited him.

X…End of Normal Point of View…X

(1) see the first chapter

(2) In case you didn't get the seating chart:

Chalkboard

Sakon Tenten Kiba

Ukon Sakura Shino

Block B's group

Block D's group

Next time: 'The Plan Unfolds'!