Immediately after dinner, they reached Sakura's apartment. Quaint and tidy, yet spacious. Near her bed was her dressmaker's dummy and sewing machine. A piece of equipment that has been used recently, based on the dated designs on her tack board. Tenten followed Sakura into her room, then sat comfortably on her bed. Just as planned, they discussed business as soon as they settled in.

Sakura asked with a stern look in her eyes, "Seriously Tenten, what's really going on with you?"

"Honestly, I feel like there's something missing between Neji and I. I know exactly what it is but I just can't seem to accept it." Tenten stated as she broke her eye contact from her advisor.

"What is it?" Sakura wondered.

"Excitement. A dark kind." Tenten countered timidly.

Sakura's attention peeked. "Explain dark."

Tenten hesitantly explained, "I don't want to just surprise him this time. I want more control in the sheets. My sheets exactly. He's amazing, but we're always on his territory. He makes me want to scream, in a good way."

"Of course, it's more enjoyable to let it out." Agreed Sakura.

Tenten finally felt understood. "Exactly. Then my jaw get all tired from biting a pillow to hold it in. I'm so sick of holding back. I'm afraid to do certain things that would make me moan too loud because I don't want to wake up his family. It's bad enough that Hiashi-sama saw us undressed in his futon. We're lucky that he never mentioned it again. Last thing I need is to have the rest of his relatives to see what's going on behind closed doors."

Sakura let out a giggle. "No shit. Explains why Naruto doesn't stay over there past eleven. And he's engaged."

"You know what I hate the most?"

"What?"

"He's a silent comer. All he does is breathe heavy. I'm lucky enough to hear an occasional grunt. Dammit, I want to hear him make some noise for me! I can't even remember a time where I called any shots." Tenten complained.

"I see, so you aren't happy after all." Sakura analytically stated.

Tenten felt thrown off. "What do you mean by that? Neji's been perfect every time."

"I wasn't referring to Neji, it's apparent that your needs haven't been fulfilled. If you're not free to do what you want, you need to change it up; starting with breaking in your bed. We all know that love is an even exchange. Based on everything that you told me, I don't hear enough about what you are getting. You haven't spoken a single word about your dark style."

"Style? What are you getting at?"

"Making your lover call out for you is far from dark. I was thinking that you had something else on your mind. You had me for a minute there."

"Well… I do have a few ideas but its so out of character for me. You might think I'm nuts." Tenten proclaimed.

"Try me. Maybe I could help you out." Sakura nodded with a smile.

"Okay, here it goes. I always wanted to try this on Neji…"

After Tenten poured out her darkest desires in front of Sakura; and in return, our friendly medic revealed a secret of her own.

"Damn girl! That was something else. The way that you are feeling isn't out of character, I believe that you're being yourself. There is no way that Neji would resist, after what you have told me, I bet that he's willing to do any of those things to put a smile on your face."

Tenten's eyes lit up. "You think so?"

"I got a good feeling about it. It's about time that you showed him your real identity." Sakura reassured.

Tenten felt relieved about her situation, she wasn't crazy after all. She just wasn't giving Neji her all.

"Now it's my turn to show you my secret. I have just the thing for your situation." Sakura deviously smiled. "I just have one more question."

Tenten was more than ready to answer. "What is it?"

Sakura's eyes darted at her dressmaker's dummy and then motioned over Tenten's body. "What are your body's measurements?"

'That was unexpected.'

A puzzled gaze came over Tenten's face "What are you getting at?"

Sakura pulled out her retractable measuring tape from her desk drawer. "I'm trying to help you out. If you can't remember your size, stand up so I can measure you."

"Um… okay." She then rose off the bed to let the seamstress do her work.

Sakura slipped the tape around her body. "36-24-36. Perfect, I have just the thing for you. It must be fate that you should have this."

"What do you have?"

Sakura eagerly approached her closet. "Remember awhile back that I couldn't take up anymore extra missions because I was working undercover but I needed the extra cash?"

Tenten recollected the memory. "Yeah, you didn't want to take a loan from the bank because it could have blown your cover. So what did you do for cash? You really got me curious on how you got the money."

"Doing this." Sakura slid her closet door open and pulled out a scroll hidden on the far left corner of the top shelf. She then pulled a foldable clothing rack from under her bed. Sakura unrolled the scroll from end to of the top rod, the specialized scroll responded to her chakra forming in her palm.

Tenten's eyes bulged and her mouth was left agape. "Oh my God! You really are a closet pervert. Literally."

All that Sakura could do was smile proudly. "Guilty as charged."

What came forth out of the scroll was unimaginable. The clothing rack was filled from end to end with costumes. These weren't the cute kind that one would wear to a public event or festival; these were the kind that one would wear for an exclusive party for two.

Tenten skimmed over the rack then pulled out a familiar white nurse's outfit that was altered into a shockingly short mini dress. About a million and one questions filled her mind.

Sakura pointed out, "That one is of one of Sasuke's favorites."

"I bet it is. You made all of these?"

"Most of them yeah, but the majority are alterations. I first got that when I was a Genin working at the hospital. Then I grew out of it, or should I say I filled out. I altered it to make it shorter. Sasuke walked in when I was trying it on, and you already know the rest of the story." Sakura recalled.

"So are you selling these?"

"Actually, those are all mine. But I did sell a few to pay off a few unexpected finances. I tried doing a few custom jobs but that didn't work out too well."

"Why not? You're so talented and this is quality work."

The designer elaborated further. "I've been short on time lately, but most of the time my clients didn't have their money ready when I needed. Making these were a lot more fun when they were being made in secret."

Sakura pulled a particular costume from the center. "Here, this is for you. A new look to go with your recently accepted identity. Even though it doesn't fit me, this was too good to let go. I was planning to sell this one but it deserves to be worn by someone worthwhile. Just give me a moment and I'll box up the rest of the accessories for you."

Tenten was taken completely by surprise once more. "Sakura, are you serious?"

"Take it Ms. Interrogator. Just tell me all of the juicy details later." Sakura pulled her into hug. "Don't worry, you'll be getting exactly what you want when he sees this."

Tenten thanked her delightedly. "Thanks Sakura, you're the best."

"Yeah, I get that from Sasuke all the time."

"Pervert." Tenten laughed.

"Like you should talk. Weapons Mistress." Sakura retorted.

The ladies soon parted ways, Tenten strolled home excitedly with a large shopping bag in her hand. 'I can't wait to try this on.'

The moment she walked in her front door, she rushed to the bathroom to try her new present on in front of a full body mirror. Tenten slipped out of her dress and hung it on the door. She excitedly opened her shopping bag revealing a scandalous two-piece outfit and a matching set of boots; Tenten held the top half of her new costume in front of herself to admire the craftsmanship. The brightness of her smile reflected off the vinyl.

Tenten readily removed the rest of her undergarments to slip on the barely there bottoms and stockings which were held in place by garters. The matching boots shined flawlessly as she laced them up. She then eagerly unfastened the hooks and eyes of the top, slipping the straps on her shoulders and refastening it close.

Unfortunately for Tenten, the boning hugged her curves so tightly that she couldn't breathe properly or get herself out for that matter. She rapidly created hands seals to summon a Kage Bunshin for relief.

She struggled to speak out. "Help! It hurts."

The misfortune continued as the clone appeared with the same attire and also suffering with breathing difficulty. She pointed towards the recently sharpened blade on the sink. "Pass me that kunai dammit!"

Tenten readily handed over the kunai, "Don't damage it!"

"I know!" The clone cut the laces off her garment then hurriedly loosened the laces off of Tenten's top by hand, pulling the loops through the holes. Tenten panted heavily, her oxygen deprived lungs taking in the air forcibly.

"What the hell are you doing!" The clone asked aggressively.

Tenten giggled out of embarrassment. "Trying something new for Neji. Thanks for the help, but could you lace me back up please?"

The Kage Bunshin shook her head from side to side as she redid the lacing. "I know that he's worth it but you better knock him dead in this outfit before this outfit kills you."

She secretly thought, 'Got that right.' "Thanks again."After showing her appreciation, she dispelled her clone.

Tenten finally had a chance to look in the mirror. 'This screams sex.' "If only Neji were here."

'Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.'

"Yeah right."

A set of keys jingled near the front door followed by the sound of the knob clicking into place.

Then a smooth, familiar voice called out to her. "Tadaima. (I'm home/back)"

Tenten's eyes shot wide open. 'Neji?' Her lips then curved into a devious smile as she looked down at her costume, wild ideas ran through her mind.

Her quick hands locked the bathroom door. She stated her presence by replying "Okaeri. (Welcome home)"

Tenten frantically searched for the one missing item that would complete the new look that she was going for. "Dammit, where the hell is that scroll!"

Neji overheard the frustration in her voice. He enters the bedroom which also connects to the bathroom behind the closed. Softly knocking on it he asked in concern, "Are you ok in there?"

'Found ya!' "Um… ya. I'll be out of here in a second." Tenten's chakra summoned a few supplies out of her training scroll. "Could you do me a favor?"

"Yes?"

She replied in a that particular sultry voice that stops Neji in his tracks every time. "Could you please set the mood the way that I like it."

Grin came across Neji's lips. "Hmm. I like the way you think."

As Tenten was touching up some last minute details, Neji lit the candles and jasmine incense on the dresser then dimmed the lights low. Dark enough to get into the mood, yet bright enough to see the exhilaration on her face when she whispers his name. He stood near the doorway anticipating her next move.

Tenten turned off the bathroom light to mask herself in the darkness before she slowly opened the door. She spoke once more in her seductive tone. "Do you… love me?"

"Of course I do." Neji replied with certainty.

Tenten crept forward. "Would you do anything for me?"

"Almost… as long as you don't get hurt in the process I'm fine with it."

"Would you… obey me tonight?"

Tenten made her move towards her lover. The glow of the candles revealed the surprise; a low-cut, shiny black vinyl corset, pushing up her inviting cleavage. The light boning accentuated her curves. Below the waist, she sported a matching garter belt and T-string with fishnet thigh-highs. Matching laced black vinyl stiletto knee high boots finished the naughty honey outfit. Her long chocolate locks swayed as she took her last step. A leather whip was within her firm grip.

Neji's sense of logic was destroyed at the sight of her. The costume alone left him awestruck, the flickering of the candlelight reflecting off of her dangerous curves sent him to another realm. "E-excuse me?"

'Awww. How cute he stuttered. You got him right where you want him.'

"You heard me. I want you to obey. Give me what I want; however I want it, starting right now. " she demanded.

CRRAAACCCKK!

The thunderous crack stiffened his spine. With precise aim, Tenten's whip wrapped around the sash of his robe and yanked the knot loose.

She continued to undress him without breaking eye contact. His robe slid off of his muscular shoulders. Neji analyzed the changes within her. 'What happened when I was gone?'

Before, there was a sexy playfulness her brown eyes that displayed enthusiasm. Now those eyes screamed dominance, desire yet were still eager to please.

"Get on the bed now!" Tenten commanded.

She used the force of her body to push him onto the mattress. Tenten kept her lips locked onto his as her hips crept on top Neji's; she felt the ripples of his abdominal muscles through her skin tight corset.

Her voice tone softened into her formal self. "I would never hurt you…" She placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "that is unless you wanted me to."

Tenten's hands gripped the bars of her headrest to steady herself, carefully plotting her next move, using her sensual mouth to keep him distracted. Neji kissed her hungrily, his fingers entangled in her hair. Curious fingertips moved stealthily toward the knotted laces of her corset, tugging the ends of the knot loose.

'Gotcha!' Tenten's trap was set into place, she pulled away to whisper against his lips. Mischievous brown eyes stared into his innocent pearl white ones. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

She yanked the invisible bondage thread over his head, Neji's hands flew off her back and were tied over his head to the bed post in an instant.

"How the hell-" Neji's eyes widened in confusion. 'I couldn't even feel it.'

She sat up to stare down her submissive. Tenten was getting off on the dominance over him, teasingly grinding her hips against his groin. "Didn't feel a thing did you? That's the difference between this and ordinary chakra thread. You can't feel the bondage until it's too late; the latter is made of a thicker material and easier to avoid with well trained eyes. When using chakra thread, I can slice off a limb with ease by using enough force."

While holding the thread tightly, it played a note in C# as she plucked the string. "But with this I can trap anyone with this invisible bondage without harming them."

Her eyes motioned to the blade on the drawer beside the bed. "Best of all, it can't be removed without my special kunai."

Neji was dumbfounded, this was a man who can see through any trap but he couldn't see through this. "Where were you hiding the thread? It couldn't have been behind the bed post all of this time."

She smiled sweetly. "You're right, it wasn't. I changed the laces of the corset with the thread. Once you undid the knot, the game was over."

Tenten lifted her hips then pulled a kunai from each her boots. Using the tip of the knife, she cut down the sides of Neji's boxers, peeling off the useless fabric barrier between them. "Now that I think of it, you didn't answer my question. Will you obey me?"

She glared at him seriously, mercilessly. One part of his mind was thinking that he did something horribly wrong before he took his last mission. Yet the rest of his body was aroused by this new approach and identity of hers.

'She wouldn't hurt me unless I wanted her to. What kind of game are you up to, Tenten?'

Curiosity and the moist heat from her sex got the best of him. Neji gave into his desires. "Yes, I'll obey you. Tenten."

CRRAAACCCKK! The sound of her whip startled him.

"It's Mistress Tenten tonight boy, and don't you forget it." She leaned in to kiss him tenderly to remind him that it was just a game. "By the way if you break this bed, you're buying me a new one."