Ok, first off I'd like to apologize for not updating in such a LONG time. I know, even I'm pissed off with myself. Ehh but c'mon i'm lazy...it's summer vacation...can you blame me? Well anyways...Sharm was fun, now i'm back for the second week and ready to write! Woo... Oh btw the little fight area looks somewhat like the Chunin exams...except slightly different :)
Enjoy!
I taste death in every kiss we share
And every sundown seems to be the last we have
Your breathe on my skin has the scent of our end
And I'm drunk on your tears baby- can't you see it's hurting
Disclaimer: I like...totally don't like...own...anything...so um...like...yeah!
Closer
Loud cheers could be heard from everywhere, the atmosphere was dry and damp, mainly because of how many people were currently crowding the little hidden area. It was a rather large place. The entrance was a small door in a random ally way but once you've gotten in, and walked down the narrow hallway to an even bigger door, it reveals something...appealing to the eye.
There'd be stair case on either side of the door, leading to a higher floor where people could see what was going down below. On the first floor there would be a circle right in the middle that was bordered by a hard concrete border that went up to as tall as a grown man's waist. On the second floor, the two paths were the stairs lead to would lead to the middle were a large wide desk would be placed and where the Akatsuki members would sit and watch.
"C'mon Lee!" A feminine voice shouted above the loud voices. Lee, who was at the moment leaning against the concrete of the circle only had one eye open and was breathing pretty hard.
"What's wrong pretty boy?" A guy with white hair, a red dot above each eye, red eyeliner, and piercing emerald eyes that resembled Sakura's also known as Kimimaro spoke loudly above the noise. Lee managed to slowly move his head to the side to see how his teammate was doing. Chouji gradually blocked some of punches delivered to him by a fatass with a cute little orange Mohawk but failed miserably when he got a good right hook to the eye.
Lee grumbled underneath his breath before forcing himself off the concrete, shaking his head rapidly to wake himself up. He stared at the opposing man intently for a good ten seconds before abruptly running towards his opponent.
"…Lee…" Sakura sighed as she leaned against the other side of the concrete, slapping her hand against her forehead. On the second floor the Akatsuki members looked perplexed as they stared at the competitors.
"…Interesting, yeah." Deidara, one of the nine members stated making a funny face.
"…I know." Ino agreed with her brother from where she stood next to him. Sasori who sat next to Deidara made an even odder face, his hand proper underneath his chin.
"Is he on medication?" He asked, his line of sight not wavering.
"…We're considering it." Sasuke, who stood behind his brother answered.
"…good." Replied the other Uchiha staring at the match as if it was the strangest thing he'd seen.
Down below the fight was still raw and active. Kimimaro didn't look fazed when Lee came charging at him, he didn't expect Lee to actually manage to jump above him though, a full flip right above his head. Kimimaro quickly turned around to find Lee continuing his run towards Jirobo who was currently holding up Chouji by his neck, stopping the air from exiting his lungs.
Jirobo didn't even know what hit him when Lee gave him a brutal kick to his side with both his legs, nearly crushing his rib cage with his feet. Jirobo's other side also got brutally beat from the concrete on his left.
Chouji quickly recovered taking advantage of the situation and ran up the concrete wall. When on top he simply targeted his opponent, picking a good pressure point to disable. Chouji easily back flipped off the border, his right foot landing hard on Jirobo's throat, which probably cracked it, most likely putting him in a nice long coma that would risk his life. After all Chouji always wore the big black boots that reached a little underneath his knees, and the best part was, they matched his black chained pants and gray sleeveless hoodie. Good fashion sense.
Lee almost forgot there was another opponent in the match and it was too late before Kimimaro managed to lift him up and throw him down hard on the ground on his back. Chouji tried attacking Kimimaro but failed when he earned a good, deep cut on chest by a knife Kimimaro had hidden God knows where.
Chouji fell to the ground hard gripping the cut, blood seeping through his fingers. Kimimaro simply turned around to deal with the other man. Lee was on all fours, gripping the dirt beneath his palms, his breathing hard and his eyes shut tight.
"Aww, c'mon get up," Kimimaro gave Lee a good hit to the guts making him fall down again, "You're no fun." Lee clutched his stomach as he tried to get up again but only got knocked backed down when Kimimaro gave him another kick.
The white haired man sighed, looking completely bored before lifting Lee up by his hair. Lee stood on his knees as he got tugged by his hair, his face forming a look of pain as Kimimaro's knife teased Lee's throat. This is where it would end, and everybody in the stadium was silenced, waiting for him to finish the younger boy off.
"…Lee…" Tenten gripped the border tight as she stood on the other side of the ring. Kimimaro smirked gripping the knife tighter, drawing a light red line on Lee's throat, not realizing the man he knocked down before was up again. Chouji slowly neared him, lightly trembling, stopping an inch behind Kimimaro.
Chouji let out a light chuckle making Kimimaro freeze abruptly. Chouji quickly grabbed Kimimaro's throat with one hand, lifting him up and pushing him hard towards the concrete border where somebody stood on the other side, waiting with arms wide open.
Gaara stood on the other side of the border leaning into the ring waiting for Kimimaro. Once Kimimaro was in reach Gaara quickly wrapped his arms around the man's neck. First Gaara struggled with his hold, wanting to put the man into a sleeper hold, avoiding his death. Gaara eventually realized it wasn't going to happen and moved his left hand around to wrap it around the opponents face. And in a mere second, with a simple twist of the neck, Kimimaro fell to the ground limp.
Cheers and Boos echoed throughout the little arena as Chouji went up to Lee who was still struggling with getting up. Chouji easily lifted him up letting Lee's legs adjust to the ground before he could walk again, Lee's arm wrapped around Chouji's shoulder for support as they both slowly walked towards the exit of the ring.
Upstairs on the second floor, the Akatsuki members, the real champions, sat and reviewed the match. Hidan was the first to speak out of all of them, "The little shitheads didn't do half bad." Hinata, who was behind him smiled cheekily at the complement. At least she hoped it was a complement.
Pein, the best of them all took a close look at the ring and the people who inhabited it before sighing in defeat and lowering his head, "Foul mouth's right." Naruto grinned widely and nodded his head in glee.
"Yeah I guess." Itachi agreed, lifting his chin up from his hand. Sasuke behind him smirked and began to walk away, his job was done, they earned their respect. Still going through the second floor, he entered a tiny hallway leading to the bathrooms. The hallway was dim and dark, the light's fluttering on and off, making the place seem deserted and dirty.
Sasuke barged through the bathroom door, going up to the sink to rinse his face, but he came to a halt when he saw another figure in one of the bathroom stalls in the mirror's reflection. White hair tied in a pony tail, round glasses, and odd attire. Sasuke would never forget that face.
"What do you want Kabuto?" The man, Kabuto, chuckled lightly as he walked towards Sasuke a knowing smirk plastered across his pretty face. Sasuke's blood boiled at the close proximity and was about to turn around to let the other man know but once again stopped abruptly when he felt something sharp against his back.
"Ah, ah, ah…not so fast Sasuke-kun." Sasuke's face grew even more hardened as he struggled in his own place to move, "I just have a few questions…."
"I already said no to joining Sound 5 jackass!" Kabuto made a pained face and sucked in his breathe.
"Don't be hasty Sasuke-kun, I had another question…and I'd watch my tongue if I were you if you don't want a hole in your back…" Sasuke struggled once again against the cold touch of the cool blade against the thin material of his black tank top.
"What is it?" The Uchiha growled.
"I want to know where you guys usually hangout." Sasuke's eyes squinted, looking at Kabuto through the corner of his eyes.
"You actually think I'll-" Sasuke stopped in midsentence when Kabuto gripped his hair, shoving his face up close to the mirror.
"I'm not taking no for an answer Uchiha."
"Did you forget my brother's part of Akatsuki and just what they'd do to you if you put me in a wheel chair…?" Kabuto grinned madly and stuck the knife close to Sasuke's throat bringing his head back.
"Who said I was planning on putting you in a wheelchair?" Kabuto quickly smashed Sasuke's face into the mirror making a loud crack echo throughout the bathroom. Kabuto brought Sasukes head back close to his mouth, "Tell me you little fagtart." It came out a harsh whisper but it just made Sasuke even more irritated with the situation he was in.
"Never…" Sasuke spat out, a little blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, the image of the broken mirror in front of him had him questioning just how injured he was. Kabuto's eyebrows furrowed up, his hand still clutched in Sasuke's hair with the other hand Kabuto cleverly went to Sasuke's pocket. He plucked out his wallet quickly skimming through the content. To Kabuto's sheer joy he found what he was looking for.
Three cards to three different taverns, and a home number. He grinned again before dropping the wallet to the ground, "Thanks bitch." Kabuto once again smashed Sasuke's face into the broken mirror, giving the poor Uchiha an eventual permanent scar. The last Sasuke saw was Kabuto's retreating form before him before the world turned black.
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"Sasuke…"
"Mmm…"
"Sasuke…"
"Mmhmm…"
"Sasuke!"
"Ugh!" Sasuke's head shot up from what he was lying on, his eyes wide open. "Ahh…" He lightly touched his face, feeling the deep scratches on it.
"Easy man…" Naruto coed patting the table Sasuke was currently sprawled out on.
"…Shit…" Sasuke clutched his head, "My head hurts…" he looked around him recognizing the area as one of the many taverns the group visited, in particular the one Zabuza owned and the one they came to most often, "What the hell happened?"
"We found you passed out on the bathroom floor, pieces of glass on the ground, the mirror in front of you was broken, and it didn't help that your wallet was on the floor joined by both your lip rings…oh…and your face was covered in tomato juice." Naruto smiled but Sasuke thought otherwise his face showing panic as he tried to get up.
"Woah, slow down there, you're in no condition to go anywhere buddy." Naruto pushed Sasuke back down on the table as Sakura approached with a first aid kit in her hand. Sakura placed it down on the table as Naruto walked away to where the rest of the group was, sitting on the stools.
"Hey, how do you feel?" She asked gently looking up at him as she opened the first aid kit.
"Like shit."
"Hey it could've been worse, you're head got smashed into a mirror to the extent where it was completely shattered." Sasuke just shrugged and turned his head the other way as Sakura padded the scare going across his lip with some cotton, "What happened Sasuke, you could've died, you had us worried?"
"Why does it matter so much, I'm still here aren't I?"
"Yeah, with a bandage wrapped around your head and a couple deep scars plastered around your face…even your pierce's feel out from the impact of the hit!" Sasuke just looked down. Sakura simply sighed and lifted his chin back up, two small rings in her hand, "Stick your lip out." Sasuke did as asked.
Sakura quickly put the ring through one of the two tiny holes underneath the side of Sasuke's lip. He sucked in a breathe since his lip was slightly bruised but quickly sucked it up when it was through. She took the other ring and quickly stuck it through the other tiny hole on the opposite side of his lip, his nose scrunched up since it slightly hurt. The rings now formed something that looked somewhat like fangs. Sakura smiled to herself, he still looked as good even if he was in a fucked up condition. She lightly traced his lip, perfect and plum, admiring the man who sat in front of her, but detesting him for realizing his true intentions.
"Kabuto…" Sakura stopped abruptly to look at Sasuke who had his eyes closed.
"What?"
"Kabuto…he took something from my wallet…he wanted to know where we usually met…." Sakura took in the information with shock.
"…Why?" She asked shaking her head her mouth wide open, her tongue piercing visible. You'd think they'd had enough with the odd team bondings.
"…I don't know..." Sasuke sighed defeated.
"What could he possibly want with something inside your wallet…?" She asked perplexed.
"…It's Kabuto we're talking about here…he wouldn't want money…he has Orochimaru to get that for him so…what?"
"…I don't know either but we'll just have to wait and see…for now I need you to get a nice long nap…you've lost enough brain cells." Sakura finished beginning to pack up her first aid kit. Sasuka watched her as she did, wanting to do more than just watch her, but he knew the consequences way too well, what would happen if he moved on another man's woman, especially when it was Lee. They weren't even dating, but he knew there was something going on. He knew he couldn't have her when he saw her running to the slightly injured Lee sitting on one of the stools.
A celebration. No. Just somewhere to relax after a day's hard work. One of the many places they'd sit down and either split up the money they earned or discuss their next match. Hinata walked up to Tenten who was sitting on one of the bar's stool's talking to Zabuza on the other side.
"Tenten-chan, think you could give me ride home, Neji-kun is probably really worried by now." The shy Hyuuga murmured loud enough for Tenten to hear. Tenten looked at Hinata, a soft smile stretching her lips.
"Alright let's go." The weapon mistress replied softly getting up and out the door, telling everyone she'd be right back after she dropped off Hinata, the Hyuuga not far behind. Tenten quickly hoped on a black striped motor bike parked on the sidewalk, starting the engine as the young Hyuuga took a seat behind her.
The Hyuuga mansion wasn't far away, just a few curves and roads until they reached the house. Tenten easily entered the gate after Hinata waved to the guards. Once parked around the curve near the door, they both got off.
Hinata walked up to the front door fast as Tenten slowly followed behind. Hinata stuffed her hand deep into her pocket in search for something that she obviously couldn't find. She sighed in defeat, raising her hand to knock the door instead, since what she was looking for, was apparently the key.
The door abruptly opened before Hinata's small hand could touch the large wooden surface. In front of her stood Neji stoically in nothing but a pair of tight pants, that fit quite nicely. He had a cigarette in his mouth, the cold gaze he was giving Hinata had her frozen right on the spot. He raised his head to look behind her and found Tenten standing awkwardly, presumably waiting.
Neji scrunched up his nose before stepping out of Hinata's way, letting her go in. She got the silent message, walking into the house without even looking at Neji. Neji lightly puffed on his cigarette waiting to hear Hinata walk up the wooden stairs, the whole time he was having a staring contest with Tenten, and not a friendly one. Hinata was up on the stairs but she stopped midway to look back at Neji who was still standing by the door way. He looked back at her and casted her a narrow look, she just sighed and continued walking up the stairs.
He looked back at Tenten, his eyes still narrow as he stepped out side, closing the door behind him. He took a moment to study her, clad in nothing but an loose sleeveless shirt that had her entire midriff exposed and a pair of tight black jean shorts that were rolled up and a pair of gloves...and was that a belly button ring? That's new, how come he never noticed that. She slightly blushed when she noticed he was just wearing a pair of pants, which meant, no shirt! Yay! A tattoo of an odd symbol right underneath his belly button extending to a bit above his...member, another tattoo of a different symbol on his right rib cage, and another symbol on his left upper arm. And to top it off, a nice set of abs!
He sighed and took the cigarette out of his mouth tapping it lightly letting the ashes gently fall to the ground as his eyes relaxed. He opened his eyes again and they were stern once more, he took a step closer to her, their bodies were so close she could feel his body heat. She felt weak underneath his lingering eyes, vulnerable and weak.
"Where the fuck was she…?" Neji's voice felt hard, and even when it wasn't offensive, it hurt. Tenten looked up quickly suddenly gaining a little confidence.
"At my place…we just fell asleep on the coach while watching a movie Neji-"
"Don't fucking lie to me Tenten!" He roared. She just closed her eyes ignoring what he just said.
"Neji, just hear me out-"
"No!" He interrupted again, crushing the cigarette in his hand, "You don't even understand what goes around in this house!" He sighed and looked away, his jaw tensing, "You think you can just come here at 2 a.m. to drop Hinata off…then just walk away…?" He asked, venom dropping from each word. Tenten's eyes widened at Neji's words…he seemed so different right now…
"Neji please…"
"Neji please what?!" He raged, he sighed again rubbing his temples, "For the love of god…she doesn't have a dad that's protective…a mother to look after her…a brother to guide her…" He breathed out; his eye's slightly watery from all the anger, "So I have to be the one who looks after both Hinata and Hanabi." He finished, both hands clutched, the veins visible on his arms. Tenten knew Hinata had a father, so why had Neji mentioned him like that. Tenten's face formed a look of sadness as she looked down. That was when her eyes finally landed on something on his arm. There was a single bandage wrapped around his elbow, reddish substance around the edges, showing it was fresh.
"Neji please under-"
"Don't! …just don't." He fumed. Tenten sighed looking away, "Hey, look at me…look at me…" he growled before grabbing her chin, "I said look at me." he spun it to face her. "What happens between us is one thing…but when it involves Hinata it's another…" He sighed, his hold on her chin loosening up her eyes casted downwards. Guilt was building up by the second in the pit of her stomach. She didn't have a parent to scold her, this was new to her, and even if it was a parent, why did she feel so guilty now? 'Cause I care...
"Neji please understand me…I didn't mean it…" She spat out, "...I'm sorry…" he felt his chest fall down, the watery substance in his eyes ready to fall, he didn't know what had him feeling so emotional, maybe it was the heroine, but he knew she hadn't been taking any and yet her eyes were still very watery. His hand slowly slid down her neck. Tenten watched the tiny pools in his eyes get bigger, "…I'm sorry." She repeated.
She leaned towards him fast; an aggressive kiss that he replied to with as much passion was planted on his lip. The taste of salt on both their lips tasted better than it should have. What arose this, they don't know. Tenten would never break down in front of anyone, more so Neji, but Neji wouldn't either.
He gently placed his hand on the back of her neck, lightly rubbing, his other hand wrapped around her waist, bringing her closer. Their tongues fought for dominance, Tenten's hand lightly pushed Neji's chest, her back bent backwards as he nearly devoured her. Neji finally retreated from the kiss, burying his head in the crook of her neck, lightly giving it a kiss.
"Don't do it again." His grip on her loosened letting her fly away from his arms. As if running away, his body felt cold, even with the warm weather. She stopped infront of her bike to look back at him. The eye contact they shared told more than words could explain. She turned back around and got on her bike never looking back again. He just stood there, content with what he had. It seemed the moment they just shared…seemed better than any other one night stand with the prettiest girl in school in his point of view.
One step closer to a bond, he'd never be able to break.
I'm done! Wooh! You're done reading, WOOH! Alright, I know the piercings and tattoo's are a bit O.o ...but c'mon...its fun! I like giving them that image, and I love playing around with characters! Also I know I didn't have a lot of Neji and Tenten-ish ness in this chapter but bare with me...with the chapters coming up it'll be worth the wait. I wanna make you wait so that when the good stuff does arrive you go like, JOY! Excuse my randomness, goodnight.
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