A/N: And the fiction keeps rolling!

Chapter 5

"Caught in between"

Tenten POV

"Sakura, where did I put my bag?"

It has been a week now since the bar incident. I haven't heard from, talked to, or seen that Neji guy ever since. Not that I cared. I've been living a busy life for the past week anyway. Between attending classes at KNU, working at Caily's and listening to Sakura swoon over her new boyfriend, I barely find time to shower, let alone find time to think of him….wait, that's a lie. (I shower regularly people!)

"Check in the refrigerator!" She yelled.

I got up from my position crouched on the carpet floor and brushed my hands. "My BOOK BAG Sakura not FOOD!"

Her voice sounded muffled but I made out the words, "I know! You're BAG is in the fridge!"

I thought over it for a second. "Nu-uh! No its not!"

Sakura has been spending more time living with me now, since she didn't want her parents finding out about Sasuke. I've grown to "accept" him to say the least. He's been over my apartment once already, called 4 times, went on a date with Sakura twice, and didn't seem all that bad.

At least we knew he wasn't some kind of crazy ax murderer. And although I've grown to trust him more, Sakura was still my friend and I wasn't going back on the promise I made to her at the bar. Comes the time he screws up, his ass was mine!

The real problem though still remained with Neji. I thought of him, I hated him, I found him attracting, and it was all a big mess. My feelings were so bunched up all so suddenly; I just decided to feel neutral about the whole thing. It was always on again and off again for me and lord; I swear I was becoming bipolar.

"Yes it is." The sound of the shower being turned off was followed suit by the shower's sliding doors closing.

"No."

"Yes."

"NO!"

Sakura growled, and came out of my bathroom in a towel over her body and an annoyed look on her face. She marched over to the fridge making sure to make lots of noise on the way (probably to prove a point). She yanked the fridges door open, grabbed my back bag and turned to me.

"WHAT THE HELL WOULD YOU CALL THIS?"

I coughed nervously. "Hehe, my back bag?"

I parked my dark blue ford focus into the campus's parking lot and shut the engine.

I stepped onto the ground, and locked the doors. The t-shirt I was wearing flew up slightly as a strong wave of wind blew.

I wiped my hands on my black skinny jeans, and arranged my bag onto my shoulder. It was still kind of cold and I always felt like this smell was following me.

A dark blue midnight colored hair caught the corner of my vision and I ran to catch up with the familiar face.

"Hey, Hinata,"

She turned and looked startled at first but relaxed when she saw who it was. "Oh, hey Tenten what's up?"

I shrugged. "Nothing, the world I guess. What's up with you?"

"Well... I'm having a sleep over at my house tomorrow night with some of my friends, would you like to come?"

"Uh, well... I kind of had plans-"

Let me stop lying. Going home to an empty apartment to watch the Simpsons was NOT what normal people called having plans. It was having no life.

"Oh, well, that's fine too."

"No, no, no, I'd love to come over, my plans can wait."

She looked unsure. "Are you positive it's okay?"

Too positive. "100 percent."

She smiled at me as we entered the building. "All right that's great, I'll be seeing you tomorrow at 6 then. I'll call you with all the details sometime. It's a Sunday though, is that alright?"

Oh little naïve, naïve Hinata.

"Trust me Hinata, any day will be fine. You have my number right?"

"Okay. If you're sure, and yes I do have you're number. I got to get to class now. See you around?"

I grinned a, "Sure", waved and headed of in the other direction.

Classes dragged on, the professors talked way too much, and apparently, I had no life.

Just great.

Finally, my last class ended and I breathed a sigh of relief when I walked through the door.

Until, that is, my poetry professor Maito guy, called me back into the classroom. Damn him. Damn him to hell.

Out of all my professors, this one was definitely the weirdest. His hair was cut into the shape of bowl, his eyebrows were so thick you'd think he still had his breakfast hiding in there somewhere, and he freaking wears tights to class; Tights; Green tights. The kind that hugs the skin and-(*shudder*)-let's not go there.

"Yes Gai sensei?" (We were required to call all of our teachers' sensei here, it was such a drag.)

"Ah Tenten, I was reading over you're latest poems a few days ago and I noticed how much better you have been doing in this class. You're poems are filled with so much more youth! What do you think caused the change?"

...

He called me in for that?

(*Twitch*)

(*Twitch*)

What the hell?

"Well- I, I really don't know. Why do you ask?"

My poems are probably better now because I got a lot of time on my hands. Before, I could hardly care less since I was passing the class anyway and I was always so busy hanging out with Sakura and stuff, but now she got herself a boyfriend and I have way too much free time on my hands.

"Well miss Kurosaki, if you keep up the good work, I can probably put you on my poetry team." He gave me good guy pose, something only he knows how to do. (The disgusting pedophile!)...just joking!

'Eww... He winked at me.'

"Umm …I'm flattered."

'Keep smiling.'

"Really Gai-sensei, thanks a lot."

"Excellent, I'll see you on Wednesday then, in the power of youth!"

'Nod slowly and run for the door!'

I sighed when I was in the hallway. 10 minutes of my life was just wasted, with Gai of all people.

I pushed open the front door and froze in my place at the top of the steps.

Leaning on a black shiny Mustang Infiniti Hummer with no care in the world was the guy I thought about every time I got a chance, hated and thought was attractive all at once, just standing there.

I felt kind of…happy? Sort of like, I missed him or something.

When he turned to notice me, a smirk shown on his face, and I blushed. See? His smirk is so annoying, I'm practically seething in anger! I didn't miss him.

I slowly descended the steps one by one at a slow, unsure pace. The last time I spoke to the guy, I was majorly PMSing and I acted like a bitch. I would totally understand if he didn't say anything to me. (kami, now I was getting sensitive!) When I came close enough to hearing range he said.

"Hi." In that deep stupid voice he has.

"Hi," I responded trying to sound like I didn't care; which I didn't, of course.

"What are you doing here?"

"I can ask you the same thing." If possible his smirk seemed to grow. Ugh, the bastard.

"No, you can't, because this is my university, and I take classes here, you don't have a reason to be here though."

"Yes I do,"

"Then go ahead and tell me what it is genius!" I threw my hands in the air exasperatedly. (It's so totally NOT my fault that I'm being a bitch. Again, Neji has the kind of personality that made even the sweetest people want to lash out.)

"I'm picking up my cousin."

"This late?"

"She had to stay after class for something, what's you're reason?"

"I had things to do."

"Hn."

It suddenly grew quiet between us as we stood there awkwardly. I rubbed the heel of my converses together for a distraction. Realizing I had to head home, I said, "Well then, I best be on my way."

I was about to turn the corner until his voice stopped me.

"Why do you smell like cheese?"

It was quit for a moment before I turned around and said.

"Cause I forgot that I left my book bag in the fridge last night and it just so happened to be sitting next to the cheese! Satisfied?"

Bastard.

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