The Good, The Evil and The Not Involved.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Summary: They moved to a new town, by force or by choice, no one is quite sure. All they know is they want them on side. SasuTen, NaruHina, ShikaTema.
Authors Note: This story will be my break from work. The only form of non work I will be doing. Or so I think it should be... though I will read as well I bet... listen to music... msn... need I say anymore xD
Tenten POV:
"Tenten!" Hinata yelled running down the stairs.
"What!" I said, sitting up right. I was slouched on the breakfast bar, hair a mess, not quite awake.
"They're here!" Hinata whispered, trying to hide her raising panic. Her hair was wet, but she was fully dressed in a simple white summer dress, with a pale purple top underneath. I could also see some of the shorts she had on.
"Who!" I hissed. She looked at me, eyebrow raised. "Oh... shit!"
I jumped up, and thanked Kami I was dressed. I ran to the draw and grabbed a knife.
"I knew I should have brought a gun!" I growled as I pulled out the three sharpest ones. I was so glad I took archery classes when I was younger. "How many are there?"
"Three," Hinata murmured.
"Do you recognise them?" I asked, turning to face her, she shook her head. "Do they have white eyes?"
She shook her head, and I sighed.
"How do you know they are here?" I sighed, putting down the knives; she shrugged. "For all you know, they could be some goons from that gang. Either one. Remember, we have five enemies that we haven't met... well I have five enemies I haven't met yet... I swear it's a talent."
She just nodded, I could see the panic in her eyes.
"Look, we need to be logical, if we panic – if it is them – then have made it obvious. The best thing to do is act innocent," I sighed, and went to the window. "Hinata, it's them three boys from yesterday after school. You doughnut!"
"Oh..." I could see the panic leave her face, so I left it at that. I knew she was edgy, as was I when she first said it.
"Look, you answer the door, and I will go and get ready," I told her walking upstairs. "I need to change, when I jumped up, I got syrup on my top."
"Clutz," She laughed, and I ran up the stairs.
I threw on a denim skirt, and a large 'over sized' paint splash t-shirt and ran downstairs, slipping on my babychams.
As I ran down, I threw my hair into two buns, and swept my fringe to the side.
"What do you want?" I snapped when I walked into the room.
"To give you a lift." Came the blunt reply.
I turned and stared at him. It was the onyx eyed boy... well man... again. He was staring back. So I took this chance to seriously take in what he looked like. He had dark hair, with an unnatural blue tint too it, with bangs that framed his face. He was taller then me, and defiantly looked older then seventeen. And acted it.
Bored of staring, I turned to the other two and Hinata. The two boys were obviously flirting with her, while she stood there beat red, unsure what to do as they flattered her. I laughed.
"Why are you giving us a lift?" I asked, turning back to him. We were both stood in the doorway.
"As we have nothing better to do," He shrugged.
"Seriously." I said.
"As its the best way to make sure you don't into a fight," He said.
"Seriously!" I exclaimed. "Do you have nothing better to do!?"
"Obviously not," He replied. "Plus they insisted. Do you have any idea how annoying they can be? It's best to let them have their own way most of the time."
"You make them sound like spoilt three year olds," I laughed.
"They act like it," He smirked
"Well, lets go, before we are late," I shrugged, and walked out the door.
"No resistance?" He smirked, following me.
"Too early in the morning," I shrugged. "And plus, it's easier then letting Hinata know I still haven't filled up the car."
He unlocked the car, and jumped in the drivers seat. I jumped in the front passenger seat.
"That's stopped that argument," Sasuke smirked.
"Do you ever smile?" I asked him, and he frowned.
"Why do you ask?" He replied.
"As all I have ever seen you do is smirk," I shrugged.
"Well, that's because I like to smirk. Call it a trademark," He smirked, again.
"What ever," I laughed, leaning over him, and beeping on the horn. "Hurry up!"
The three of them came running out of the house.
"Hinata, your in the middle. Save me sitting next to dog breath!" Naruto laughed, and Hinata just nodded.
* * *
So far the first two periods had gone by in a blur. Everyone had kept their distance from us, and there was no sign of Karin.
"Tenten, right?" Someone said.
I nodded, and turned around. For once I didn't snap at them.
"What's up?" I asked. I was in a good mood for once, and I wanted it too stay that way.
"The names Kabuto," He smirked. I looked at him. He had silver hair tied in a pony tail at the name of his neck, and rimless glasses. He also had a firm build. "And I have a bone too pick with you."
"Whatever it was, I didn't do it," I sighed, not caring what it was.
"Oh yes, you did this. Know Karin?" He asked. I nodded. "Well, it seems you broke her nose, and she is rather upset about that; and as her boyfriend, I think it is my duty to set the score straight."
He smirked.
"Please," I laughed. I got this a lot in my old school. "She can't beat me up, so she sends her lap dog. Pathetic. You going to beat me to a pulp?"
"Something like that. Count this beating as a warning. Next time, its death," He smirked again. I laughed, again.
"Lame," I sighed, and ran at him, throwing my leg up, aiming a kick for his head. He grabbed my leg, and twisted.
I used the twist to heave my other leg of the floor, hitting him square on the cheek, knocking his glasses off. He let go of my leg, and I jumped back.
He didn't bother to wait for me too attack first, and took the opportunity first. He ran at me, fists clenched, punch aimed for my face. I waited, before jumping back at the last second, grabbing his wrist as he brushed past me. Holding him there, I quickly raised my knee into his stomach, before letting him fall too the floor.
I stepped back again, I was never one to kick someone when they were down.
He jumped up, and charged at me, sending us both spiralling to the floor, him on top of me. He drew out a knife.
"Looks like this warning needs to be more... severe," He smirked, pinning me down. I struggled, and he lowered the knife, aimed for my gut. Quickly, I put as much of my strength as I could into rolling over, almost completely missing the attack; it ripped the top, and caught some of the skin.
I cursed under my breath, but didn't dwell on it, using his surprise to kick him off me.
I stood up, and so did he.
He ran at me again, knife aimed for my heart. I wasn't ready, and the best dodge I could muster was a spin, causing the knife to cut a straight line along my left arm.
Not wasting the dodge, I curled my hand into a fist, and using the speed, I punched him in the side of the face, followed by a kick.
Quickly I grabbed his hand that he held the knife in, and twisted, making his fingers release the weapon. When I had it in my hands, I spun his arm around, so I had it behind his back. I then thrust him into the wall, and backed away, knife in hand, ready for his next attack.
He turned on me and ran. I released the knife, and threw it at him, aiming to catch the material of his shirt by the neck. It hit, and he went flying back into the wall, the knife securing him there.
Overconfident the battle was over, I turned by back to him, and walked down the corridor.
I heard the whistle of the knife as it darted through the air, giving me enough time to jump to the side of it. It fell to the side of me, catching some skin on my thigh as it went. I winced as I watched the blood fly from the wound, before slowly dribbling down my leg in a steady rhythm.
"Bastard!" I exclaimed, turning to face him. But I turned too slow, and he tackled me too the floor. This time, I hit my head on the floor, hard.
Trying not to register the pain in my head, I raised my hands, and pushed him of with my hands, but he didn't budge. I looked into his eyes, and I noticed they were glazed over.
"Any last words?" He snarled, throwing his arms around my neck.
Instinctively I moved my hands to his, and squeezed, trying to pull his hands away, but nothing happened. Frantic, I shifted my eyes, till I found what I was looking for. Moving one of my hands, I reached for the cool metal of the blade.
I felt his hands tighten around my neck, and my eyes darted back too him, yet I made sure my hand kept reaching for the weapon.
Finally, my hand closed on the wet surface of the knife.
I flicked it closer to me, and grabbed the handle in my hand.
Clutching it, I swung my hand at him, not caring where I hit.
I caught him square across the face, and too my relief, he let go off my neck, raising his hands to the fresh cut.
I dropped the knife, and shoved him off me.
I stood once again, and raised my hand too the back of my head. To my relief, there seemed to be no blood.
Knowing there was no point in fighting any more, I turned and ran.
But he did one last thing.
He drew another knife, and when I turned round, I caught the silver glint of it, as it flew through the air towards me.
I threw myself to the right, but it still caught the side of my hip, ripping off a chunk of the skin.
"Shit!" I growled, but I carried on running, ignoring my thumping head.
He didn't follow.
I was never more glad I was lazy. Usually I regretted it, but for once it paid off.
I walked up to the car, and dug in my pocket for the keys. If I had done what Hinata asked yesterday, I wouldn't have the car to escape too.
Finding them, I shoved them in the door, and turned.
The lock on the door opened no problem, and I open the car door, climbing into the car. I didn't bother shutting the door behind me, but instead but the radio on.
Knowing what I was looking for, I leaned over to the glove compartment, filtering through the rubbish there, looking for the green box Hinata makes me keep there.
I spotted it, and pulled it out, opening it up on the front passenger seat.
I pulled my hair out of the two buns, my wavy hair falling down like a river. I put it up in single ponytail, putting the other hair band on my wrist.
I pulled my top up so it was just below my breasts, and spun it, before tying it there.
Taking a a anti-sceptic wipe, I began to clean the first wound, before moving onto the one on the other side of my stomach. I bit my tongue as the pain I cleaned.
Once that was done, I cleaned the one on my arm, before moving onto my leg.
They were still bleeding, but I couldn't be bothered to wait to dress them, so I began to wrap the bandages around my stomach.
"Quite a mess you made back there," Someone stated, walking up to the car, I got ready to defend myself, trying to tie the bandages quicker.
"Oh, it's you," I relaxed, looking at Sasuke. "And? He started it."
"And if I had known, I would have finished it," He shrugged. "Need some help?"
"No," I said stubbornly, as I struggled to bandage my arm. He ignored me, and took my arm in his hand, holding it gently. "I said no."
"Bandages," He said, holding his hand out. Reluctantly I gave him them, before sulking quietly. "You should clean these out properly."
I shrugged.
"I will wait till after school, when Hinata gets home, she uses this weird stuff. Makes healing process speed up," I said, before pointing to the cuts on my face, or what was left of them. "Karin attacked me yesterday. Hinata uses this stuff she makes, and they heal quicker. Its weird, but since the first time I used it, I have vowed not to but any other healing cream on it, only some cleaning stuff when I first do it..."
He finished wrapping my arm, and moved onto the last gash on my leg. He worked quickly.
"There, all done," He said, handing my back the spare material.
"Thanks," I said, swinging my legs round, and stretching them, leaving them resting on the dash board.
I sat there for a few seconds, before sighing, and getting out of the car.
"Petrol," I sighed, remembering. I walked over to the boot, and pulled it open, looking for the green container.
"I can give you a lift to the station," He said. "I take it you have no intention of going back to school?"
"None what so ever," I answered, walking over to his car. For once, I wasn't going to argue with a free lift.
"Well, neither do I. I know if I leave you sat there on your own you will get into another fight, so why don't we both go to the mall, we have a good four hours till school ends," He said.
"Sorry, I can't" I said, buckling myself in.
"Why not?" He asked, curious.
"It would be breaking the rules," I shrugged, looking out of the window, trying to ignore the snort from his direction.
"Rules?" He laughed. "Your breaking a rule now. You have broken loads since you got here yesterday. It didn't stop you then, what's stopping you now?"
"I don't care for school rules. They are a load of crap, made to be broken and all that," I replied. "But I made this rule, I can't be the first to break it, even though being in this car with you is breaking it, I guess."
"What's the rule?" He asked.
"There are three, and if I told you, I may have to kill you," I smirked.
"Try it," He smirked. "Anyways, I need to know the rules, so I don't make you break them."
"Since when did you care for rules," I said. "But I guess there is no harm in telling you them. Number one, don't make too many friends, keep our distance from the people in school. Enemies are allowed. Number two, don't go anywhere with people we don't know, in case something happens. Number three, don't ever reveal the past. I know they are crappy, but we have no choice."
"Well, I think you need to live a little," He smirked. "And make friends. You can't stay here and be loners."
"There is no point in making friends, we don't know how long we are staying for," I shrugged.
"Make the most of it while you are here then," He said.
"You have no idea how much danger you are in," I replied, looking out of the window.
"I guess that's my problem."
* * *
He won the battle.
I sent Hinata a text, telling her the car was outside of the school, tank full.
And he had made me come home, and get changed.
So here I was, in my bedroom, with Sasuke downstairs. There was no way I could get out of this.
I threw on a simple pink vest top, and some denim knee length shorts.
"Ready," I sighed walking down the stairs.
"Lets go then," He said, leaving the house. I locked the door behind us.
* * *
"Lets see a film?" He asked me when we got out of the car. The mall and cinema were in one place in this small town.
"Ok, what's showing?" I agreed.
"Not much," He shrugged. "Never is. The films are always a good year out of date here... when we are lucky."
"Ah well, its something to do, since you dragged me here. I don't really feel like walking around some shops," I said. "Lets just hope we don't get caught."
"Act like what you're doing isn't against the rules, and you will be fine. Its the ones that act like they have just escaped that get questioned," He smirked.
"I take it you do this a lot?" I asked.
"Something like that, usually alone though," He looked thoughtful. "Its nice to have someone with me for once."
We walked to the cinema, and he bought us both tickets to see whatever was showing at the moment.
"Popcorn?" He asked me.
"Toffee!" I exclaimed.
He walked too the counter and got a large thing of popcorn, and a large thingy of coke.
Grabbing some, and eating it, I walked into the only screen.
I guess it was better then being stuck in a car.
"Do you have a fan club?" I asked, remembering something from ages ago.
"I think I did, maybe still do. Why? Did you join it?" He smirked. I hit him on the arm.
"Please," I laughed. "What do you take me as, a bimbo? No, I remember in my old school, some girls were talking about a fan club, and some fit boy, and I turned around and there was a picture of you on their screen. The nightmares I had..."
"I can't help it that I'm famous," He smirked.
"I take it that's why you moved here," I joked.
"Wouldn't you like to know," He smirked.
* * *
"That was the worst film I have seen in a while!" I laughed leaving the cinema, and walking into the parking lot. I think the film was meant to be a romantic tragedy, but the set was falling apart, and the acting was worse then the picture itself. I'm not sure what bits were meant to have been sad, but from what I remember, I laughed through the death of the hero. The blood, that was amusing. Since when did the blood from a large sword wound look like someone had just stepped on a carton of juice that wasn't quite empty?
"They've shown worse, trust me. I think at one point all they were showing was black and white films that lasted twenty minutes," He laughed, unlocking his car.
I spotted the orange lights flash, and I ran too the car, but he locked it again as I reached it.
"Can I drive?" I asked, when he got to the car.
"No way!" He said, unlocking it, and slipping into the seat I had just requested.
"Spoil sport," I muttered, going round to the other side of the car, and getting in it.
"Why don't you want friends?" He said to me, as we neared out road.
"It's to dangerous for them. Whoever we get close to gets hurt. I don't want anyone else to be hurt," I whispered into my hands.
"Why do they get hurt?" He asked me.
"I won't break the last rule. If I broke that, then I am asking for trouble," I said, just as we pulled into the road.
"OK. Well, I am here when you want too talk," He said, as I opened the door. "We will pick you up in the morning."
"What don't you get about we don't want friends! We don't want more people hurt! Just stop trying to help. We have each other, and that's all we need, just leave us alone!" I screamed at him, jumping out of the car, and running to the house trying not to let the tears fall.
I threw open the door, and went to run up the stairs, but I caught the sight of people in the main room, so I walked back a few steps. Naruto and Kiba were sat there with Hinata.
"Get out!" I yelled, before running up the stairs.
I ran into my room, and broke down in tears.
"What's her problem?" Naruto asked. I focused on their conversation, trying to distract myself from my fear.
"Don't worry about it, she is scared. I don't blame her," Hinata said, her voice quiet. "She is only trying to protect us."
"What from?" Kiba asked.
"Them," Hinata replied. I could her the fear in her voice. "They are after us. They will come after you too, its best too stay away... she is right... maybe you should leave. For your own sakes."
"Don't you think it would be best to fight, not run?" Sasuke asked, entering the room. Hinata didn't reply. So I decided I would. I quickly dried my eyes, and went downstairs.
"We did that last time," I said, entering the room. All eyes turned on me. "There is more then them of us, and to many died. It wasn't worth it. It isn't worth it. I know living in this fear is horrible, not knowing who you can and can't trust, but too many died, we can't let that happen again. We won't. Though it makes us cowards, we have chosen to run this time. We don't care what they think."
"With friends, you can fight. Or you can run," Sasuke replied, looking purposely at me.
"But then when we run, we leave them exposed, especially if they helped us escape. Now, if you don't mind, I want you too leave," I said in an even voice. Or as even as I could manage.
They nodded, and left. But at the last moment, Sasuke turned to face me.
"If you think you have seen the last of us, then think again. We are going to help you whether you like it or not. You can say/do what you like, but we aren't going to let you fight alone. Just remember that, we are here when you want us," He said, before turning to leave. I could feel the tears falling freely from my eyes, and I know he saw them. But these tears were for more reasons then he thought. They were for the last set of people that had said that to us, who we had recently laid to rest. I didn't want that to happen again.
"It won't happen Tenten, we won't make the same mistake twice," Hinata whispered, as I feel to the floor. She knelt beside me. "Stop blaming yourself."
"Only when you do," I whispered. I tried to stop the sobs. "Couldn't do me a favour?" I hiccuped.
"What can I do?" She asked, rubbing my back.
"Get some of your magic crème?" I smirked, still crying no matter what I tried too do.
"Not another fight!?"
"This one had knives!"
"Tenten!"
"What can I say, I am a danger magnet."
"It was her boyfriend, wasn't it?"
"Spot on."
"Will you ever learn?"
"Nope, I am a stubborn seed, I guess."
"Stubborn most certainly," Hinata sighed, before leaving to get the crème.
I may be stubborn, but on the occasion I could learn a lesson, and the last mistake I made, I wasn't going to repeat. But if it did come to a fight, I needed to be stronger... and the only way to do that was too fight. Maybe enemies were useful for some things.
