Tenten gulped.
Gaara stood in front of her, his arms crossed, sand gourd on his back, face straight, deadly sand behind him in a huge wall of blood, pain and death that could defend and attack at the same time, and here she was with seven weapon scrolls, three ninja-stars, five Kunai and an exploding tag.
Weapon mistress or not, she was no match against evil sand.
"Are you ready?" asked Gaara, his eyes catching hers again. She shuddered – she hated those eyes, with those huge dark rings that reminded her of caves and nightmares…and oddly enough of panda bears.
"Hmm!" Tenten replied, even though she obviously wasn't. Still, if she was going to die, she was going to die at least looking like she had some guts in her!
"Okay. We start. Now."
Sand surged at her. She let out a gargle-like scream and jumped to the left. The sand followed. Swearing, she dodged again as it rushed at her feet. She glanced at Gaara. If she got to him, then maybe…but then he had that stupid sand following her! She had to figure out how to get it away from her…
Sand shot past her elbow and grazed it.
She had to do something now, or he'd defiantly kill her.
She threw her Kunai at him. The sand came away from her, catching them before dropping them to the ground, making them useless. Tenten grabbed the exploding tag from her pocket and, activating it, attached it to a ninja star and sent it flying at him. Gaara's eyes widened. The sand wrapped itself around the thing before it could even explode.
Gaara's eyes met hers, and she gulped even harder. He was going to slaughter her!
She jumped backwards as sand came to grab her feet. It lunged for her a second time and she jumped backwards again. She noticed Gaara's eyes widen slightly. She jumped back again…
…and the sand didn't follow.
Tenten blinked at him, confused and disbelieving, as she flew through the air away from him. He couldn't be scared of her – she hadn't done anything to him yet! Maybe she had realy improved since last time he saw her! Maybe Lee and Neji had come back, and he couldn't kill her with people there to see it happen! Maybe -
And then the back of her head hit a tree's truck with a SMACK.
Tenten slunk to the ground, back pressed against the tree, feeling dazed. There's a pain in her head, but she can't remember why.
She gasped – Gaara! The red-headed psychopath was around here somewhere, she had to get up, she had to get out of here, she was a sitting duck, here against the tree. She attempted to move, and her head swam. Sticky liquid slid down her neck.
Crap. She'd cut the back of her head open.
"Don't move." Said a voice to her left. Tenten felt her heart slam against her chest. Glancing to the side, her eyes met the all too familiar unfeeling blue. Her face was right in front of his, inches apart. She began to find it hard to breathe.
He'sgoingtokillme. He'sgoingtokillme. He'sgoingtokillme. He'sgoingtokill.
"Okay." She replies. The blood speeds up. Grains of sand filtered between him and her, altering her line of vision.
He'sgoingtokillme. He'sgoingtokillme. He'sgoingtokillme.
She was bleeding from a gash in her head, which she had gotten from running into a tree of all things. There was a homicidal maniac in front of her, about to kill her for good, AND she had just broken the number one rule in the Ninja handbook – look where you are going!!
In this situation, there is only one thing you can do to make the situation more embarassing. And Tenten does it.
She faints.
Tenten wakes up in a white room. For a moment, she is sure it is heaven, and Saint Peter would be coming in at any minute to ask her how she was.
Then she remembered that even if there was a heaven, there was no way she'd go there.
Sitting up, she rubbed her eyes. Nervously, she touches her head - there's a bandage across the back of it - well, at least she wasn't bleeding all over everything now. She looks around the room. It was small, with one window, a desk, a bed, and a wardrobe. It was pretty clean, though there were some clothes on the floor. A T-shirt and jeans…and…and boxers?!
Her blood begins to go cold. And so does her shoulders, oddly enough. She looks down and screams, grabbing the covers and pulling them over her chest. What the hell had happened to her shirt?!
"Hey, Temari, why are you in my—" said a very male voice, opening the door. A boy in a towel came through the door, looking very angry. Then, spotting Tenten, he stopped, mouth open.
Tenten stares at Kankuro, and he stares at her.
One second passes. Then another. Then another.
Then, Tenten realised where she must be.
HELL!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
AN: Did you like it? Sorry it took a while, but you know, stuff. It will be...a FOURSOME! NejiTen, GaaTen and KankTen abounds! Though the KankTen will probably be mostly friendship and stuff. This has a LOT of tense issues, I am so sorry. I will fix it later. I REALLY have to do my lit essay! xD! I procrastinate too much.
Ah well, I like this story. But yay - new chapter! You'll have to wait a little for the next. I really need to work on homework now...hope you liked!
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