A/N: Hola's my peoples, sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been EXTREMELY lazy for the past few days; Lol. The effects of summer I guess.

Here's chapter seven, and as always thanks for the reviews, they really do mean a lot. It's like telling me I'm doing something right with this story, although I highly doubt that. But honestly, thank you anyway.

Chapter 7

"Sleep over mayhem and foolishness"

Tenten POV

I turned at the sound of the voice that spoke, to find a gray eyed girl (Seriously what was up with Hinata's family and gray eyes? They seem to be oddly familiar somehow) around twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a black t-shirt with the words All American rejects written over it in red. She was wearing jean shorts with her black hair in a high messy pony tail, scowling at me.

"Excuse me?" I asked her, honestly bewildered.

Her scowl grew as she gazed at me from top to bottom. "Are you just playing dumb, or are you really this stupid. I said who the hell are you? Why are you even trespassing in my house anyway, who let you in?"

I haven't even met the girl for five minutes yet and already she was starting to be in my bad graces. Her snotty impression towards me was starting to get under my skin.

"I am not trespassing, Hinata-"

"Hanabi, please leave Tenten-san alone." My head flew up in the direction of the looming staircase ahead, just as Hinata descended them in a casual sky blue top and dark blue shorts. "She will be one of our guests starting today."

The girl named Hanabi rolled her eyes as she started to walk away, her flip flops slapping against the shiny ground loudly. My eyes widened when the connection was made as Hanabi muttered a reluctant "Hn", which sounded too awfully close to something Neji would say.

Could Neji or Hinata be related in any way? I found that to be quite impossible, even if so many similarities were declaring the hypothesis true, I simply found the thought to be rather disturbing and…weird to ponder. So I chose not to.

"I'm glad that you made it."

Hinata's shy welcome made me grin, this was her house for kami's sake, and if anyone should be shy here it would have to be me. And I was sure my legs were probably visibly shaking regardless, so that didn't matter.

"Me too."

"Come on; let me show you to my room," Before she ascended the steps she turned to Hisochi, who was still standing in the same spot near the doors since I saw him last and smiled. "Thank you Hisochi-san."

He bowed in response. "My pleasure, Hinata-sama."

I followed Hinata up the stairs, petrified so badly I couldn't even hold on to the railing for support. Glancing in every so direction to study certain portraits or artistic item we came upon, which I hadn't once failed to realize were never family pictures, was all I allowed myself to do.

We had to climb about three or four stories until Hinata turned a corner in one of the hallways and we reached her destination. (Did I mention before how large the house was in width? I hadn't? Well it's colossal. O.O)

I loved the way the house was arranged, once we climbed a certain flight of stairs and we reached a hallway, the stairs just stop extending and the hallway appeared to be ordinary. Vertically the stairs remained imminent and we could climb upwards to the next level anytime we wished.

A structure like that seemed organized somehow, and I found myself liking it more and more.

"This is my room."

She twisted the doors gold handle and I held my breath not knowing what to expect. In fact as I took everything in once the door slid open, I was sure my heart stopped beating anyway. It was NOTHING like I accepted. It may have been more.

Hinata's bedroom definitely could exceed my own, that was for sure! I completely failed to realize the two other people in the room.

The first item to really catch my attention was the Queen sized, peachy creamed canopy bed sitting in the middle. Different shaped and sized pillows (Plushy I bet) lay atop the sheets, neatly arranged unlike the unmade bed I left back home.

Pasted to the wall, the wall, not a TV table or smooth surface but onto the wall, was her too large to be normal black sharp flat screen. Adjoining the TV was a cluster of white couches to the right far end corner of the room. to the lower left was a half opened door with a towel tossed over it which I assumed to be the bathroom.

The carpet looked to be a pink peach; her dressers were a brown mahogany, all the normal things. The walls held no posters like mine but it was painted a dark peach, with two large windows scattered around the room.

In the middle of the windows was a sliding door that led to her balcony across from the entrance at the door. (From my place I could still see a good view of the town below, illuminated by the now setting sun). The white drapes that hung over them were beautiful enough to look extremely expensive.

I was so caught up into my world I didn't even hear it when Hinata addressed me, but I did hear when one of the blondes spoke.

"Is she mute?"

I blushed at the comment and returned to reality. "No I can talk. My name is Tenten Kurosaki, I'm one of Hinata's friends from the Konoha University a few blocks from here, nice to meet you."

The blond with her hair in four pigtails grinned smugly at me. "Are you sure? You looked mute just a little while ago."

"I was just so caught up in the room," I turned to Hinata and breathed, "It's beautiful!"

The two girls that were sitting on the couch, one painting her nails, the other texting someone, both laughed at the comment.

"What?" I asked.

Hinata just shook her head and motioned me completely inside so she could close the door.

"You can put your bag anywhere, I don't really mind."

I did as I was told and Hinata introduced me to her other friends. The one with the pretty straight blond hair and baby blue eyes was Ino, and the other one who had grinned at me before with the dark green eyes, was Temari.

After all introductions were made, we all stood there awkwardly and I interjected, "Now what?" (They had risen to give me hugs, apparently wanting to play nice.)

Ino bounced up and down and clapped her now shiny manicured nails. "I know, I know. Let's do makeovers!"

A rioting, "NO!" escaped Temari and my lips, and we stopped to grin at each other.

Ino pouted and Hinata implied. "H-how about we just talk, l-like tell each other our secrets and stuff."

I shrugged, hey at least it wasn't a makeover, and the other two agreed.

We sat on the carpeted floor at the entrance since there was more room there to be more comfortable, and our night began.

My sides were hurting so badly I was sure they were fractured. Hinata's friends and I (well I guess they were my friends now too) have been talking and giggling for what seemed like hours.

I was never really ever this girly, but with them it seemed easier to be care-free somehow and I've pretty much giggled up a storm for the past 30 minutes straight.

"He came out of the bathroom with his zipper unzipped and his-his-," The sentence was caught off when Ino started laughing maniacally and we all followed suit. Her laugh was extremely contagious and considering the look on her face as she laughed her insides out, the moment was too priceless to bear.

"His penis was out there all dangling wasn't it?" Temari asked bluntly after calming down.

My face turned crimson at her words. Did she have to be so damn blunt?

Just as I was about to comment about being a little quieter and the idea of someone overhearing our conversation there was a knock at the door.

"Hinata-sama?"

The voice sounded familiar, as if I heard it before. I didn't dwell on the thought. We laid there sprawled around on our backs on Hinata's carpeted floor until Hinata responded. "Come in."

The door slid open a crack and the familiar voice spoke again, "I have purchased the pizzas, they are down stairs in the kit-" he immediately froze as our eyes met.

This face was familiar too, what the hell was Neji doing here?

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