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: No more, no more, no moreee pleaase. I hate school (8). I am going to try to write in third person...

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Everything so boring
everyone's so fake
and everybody's empty
and everything is so messed up

Take it all away – Puddle of Mud.

"Hey, Tenten!" A young boys voice called to her.

"What's up!" Tenten ran to him. His unruly black hair was swaying in the breeze.

"I found it!" He jumped up, pleased with himself.

"Finally. Now we can go home," Tenten smiled at him.

"Our secret, right?" He asked her. The brunette smiled, and nodded, while he jingled the keys in his hands. "Good, as I want to play pool tonight!"

"You make your parents out too be so strict," Tenten remarked, as they slowly walked back to the villa.

"Compared too yours, they are," He smiled.

"That's because they relax on holiday. Trust me, mine are at least ten times worse at home!" Tenten threw her arms up, to make it seem more.

He just laughed, before running on.

* * *

"Do you think we will be tall enough?" Tenten asked, looking up at the roller coaster before them.

"I hope so!" The boy replied.

Tenten jingled the tokens in her head.

"How many?" The man asked, his voice gruff, beard unshaven.

"Two please," The boy answered.

"Step right on," He said, standing by.

The two youngsters burst into grins, and ran forward sliding into the carriage.

"We got on!" Tenten exclaimed happily, as they began to move.

"I was never in doubt," He smirked. Tenten punched him playfully on the arm.

"Do you think we will be friends forever?" She asked him, as they rounded the corner, about to descend.

"Only forever and always," He replied, just as they made their descend, his words mixing with the wind around them.

* * *

"Tenten!" Hinata called, her voice cutting through the silence of the house.

"Mm... five more minutes," Tenten moaned, rolling over. She wanted to know more about the dreams... that boy. She needed a name. She wanted a name.

"Then your waffles are going to get cold," Tenten opened her eyes, suddenly interested. "The freshly made breakfast ones. And we have real butter."

That did the trick, Tenten was up and down them stairs before you could say a long word.

"Why are you here...?" Tenten sighed, as she walked into the room containing not just Hinata, but also Naruto and Kiba. "Actually, wait I don't care."

Tenten walked to the breakfast bar and picked up her waffles and the butter. She was trying to act superior and composed, but her appearance let her down some what. She had on normal pyjamas, but her hair couldn't look much worse if it had been back combed and then dragged through a forest when tied to a wolf. She guessed her make-up was smeared over her face.

She also grabbed a knife as she walked past the draw before returning to the room she had just left; her bedroom, in all its messy glory.

"She woke up in a good mood," Hinata smiled.

"Do you think she will agree to a lift too school?" Naruto asked.

"Let me ask her that... she will kill you if you risked it," Hinata replied. They took her word, knowing she knew best.

They all sat there in a weird silence, waiting till the moment Tenten would come down the stairs.

They were anxious.

"Where's Sasuke?" Tenten asked, when she walked into the room a good half an hour later. Her hair was now tamed and in one pony tail, her side fringe no longer a static mess. She had on a pair of shorts, denim that went to about mid thigh, and a grey vest top. The top was long, and had a bow on the left shoulder. Once again, she had her babychams on.

"Here," He said, walking into the room.

"He had to wait and hurry up the two members of our group you have yet to meet," Kiba said, from where he sat, eyes still fixed to Hinata. She had on a cream top, with thin straps. Below the bust there was a band, and below that three thick frills. In the centre of the upper top, there was four pearly buttons, lined with thinner frills. With that she wore some simple denim cut offs.

"And they would be?" Tenten asked.

"Me," Came a male voice, entering the room.

"And me," This voice was female, and had a slight cheer to it.

"And you would be?" Tenten asked.

"Temari," Smiled the female.

"Shikamaru," Yawned the male.

"Nice to meet you," Hinata said, smiling warmly at them. Tenten merely nodded towards them, not sure what to make of it all.

"Like wise," Said Temari. "We have heard loads about you. It seems you have made a large impression on the three of them already... after only no more then threes days. Any one that can do that is a welcome friend of mine."

Tenten winced slightly at the word friend, but no one paid any heed. Temari obviously didn't know about last night.

"Why are you here?" Tenten asked, trying to sound pleasant, or at least not unwelcoming.

"To give you a lift," Temari smiled. She seemed to be doing all the talking.

"Well, I am sorry, but I am driving myself to school," Tenten replied, before going to leave the crowded room. Sasuke moved his arm, and spread it in the way of the door.

"No, you're coming with us," He smirked. "Even if that means kidnap."

"Try it," Tenten replied, before turning and running. She ran for the window, and threw it open no problem, jumping out. Sasuke followed her, and launched himself out of the window, taking her by the waist.

She struggled against his hold as he threw her over his shoulder with ease.

He walked back around to the front door, and walked into the kitchen.

He put her down there, put wrapped his arms around her waist firmly, locking her arms in the same grip.

"So, who is coming in the car with me and Tenten?" Sasuke asked, smirking.

"I will, and then Shikamaru can drive Hinata, Kiba and Naruto," Temari smiled. "I don't think they are leaving his side any time soon."

"What don't you get about not coming here in the morning... or at all. I think its a simple enough instruction," Tenten growled.

"And I think our 'We are coming what ever you say', was clear enough," Sasuke replied, beginning to drag her out of the room.

"We don't want friends, or sympathy, just leave us in peace!" Tenten exclaimed, as Sasuke threw her over his shoulder once again, bored of struggling with her.

"I heard about that," Temari said, thoughtfully, as she held the door open so Sasuke could easily get Tenten into the car. He held her still in the back seat, while Temari put the safety locks.

"You going to behave, or do I have to hold you the whole way there?" Sasuke smirked.

"Wouldn't you like me to go for the latter," Tenten replied. "I think I know better then to throw myself out of a moving car anyway. I just don't get why you won't leave us alone."

Sasuke let go of Tenten, and slid into the seat beside her.

"It's like the old saying. Some friends that walk into your life, and walk along the sand by the sea, their foot prints washed away; but others, they make an unmovable foot print on your heart. For them the last two days, you have begun to make a lasting foot print, but at the moment, it can still be erased by the sea. But there is something within them that makes them want the foot print to be more impressionable, harder to remove. At the same time, we want to make a lasting impression on your life. We hate to be the type of people who are washed away with the waves, we like to be the kind that hang around," Temari offered a explanation. "The saying thing was something along them lines."

"Well, we are more the people that waltz into your life, or are dragged into it, and then leave... trying to leave as little evidence we were there as possible," Tenten replied, scowling out of the window.

"If you want to be like that to us then that's fine, but we aren't aiming to be like that for you," Sasuke replied.

"Then that proves you don't get it!" Tenten growled, it was too early in the morning for this.

"What is there to get!?" Sasuke snapped. This argument was getting boring, why couldn't she accept that she was getting her own way in this.

"The pain that comes with letting you 'leave a permanent foot print on my heart'. When we next have to run, it hurts, a lot. I could do with out having to suffer that again. And if we leave imprints here..." Tenten sighed, she didn't like saying mushy stuff like this. "Then maybe you will be in the same position. And from experience it isn't pleasant."

"We all know," Temari whispered. They all began to think how long this car ride seemed.

"Then you understand why we don't want friends," Tenten said. They nodded. "Then why do you persist in trying anyway?"

"Because we all know what you are going through. And we all know that you can't live like this forever. You need to learn to trust others and learn to forget about the pain," Sasuke said. "And the longer you leave it, the more scary it becomes."

"And he talks from experience," Temari added. "I know how it feels, but not so much as these. When I felt isolated I alone, I had these here to help. They were my friends when I was abandoned, and they helped. You need friends to help you through this."

"I wasn't abandoned, my friends died, trying to help me... so did my parents," Tenten whispered. "I don't want that to happen again."

She was thankful they had arrived at school. That way she could run off, without another word... for now anyway.

* * *

"You know, your doing well," Came Naruto's voice from behind Hinata. She spun around to face him. She had been working on a basic sculptor, but anyone that looked at it could tell it would end up more beautiful then the elaborate ones.

"What do you mean?" Came Hinata's soft reply.

"Well, you have run away. It's only the two of you," Naruto smiled at her. "We all know there is something going on, but you don't let it scare you. Or let it show that your scared."

"It's not for my shake alone. We have no choice but to be brave, ignore the fear inside. Between the two of us we can manage, but if one of lets the fear control us, then we begin to expose ourselves," Hinata smiled. "Don't take it personally we don't want to be close friends with you, it's for the best. I know Tenten is taking this whole friendship thing head on, and not being pleasant about it, but its what she is like. She can't help it."

"Why haven't you reacted the same way?" Naruto asked.

"Because she has taken it upon herself to protect us. All I have to do is put on a brave face and support her choices. She is trying to be the older sister. I am more like the younger one," Hinata said. "She is only trying to protect us."

"But you are still being friendly," Naruto frowned slightly in confusion.

"As I hate to be impolite. I am too shy to yell at someone I don't know. That's probably why she is even more bold now," Hinata explained. "I agree that we shouldn't be friends, but I don't think we should make everyone our enemy either."

"So you think we should leave you alone?"

"No not that. I think we can be friends, but not close. I see no problem in being acquaintances, she does," Hinata sighed. "Last time we made friends, and we ended up becoming close friends with them. We didn't mean to be, but it happened. I think she thinks it will happen again without meaning to."

Hinata didn't want to say any more. She knew he had way more questions, but she knew the more he asked, the more she was in danger of revealing to much. In her opinion in Tenten's fury, she had revealed too much. When she is angry or upset she loses all rationality, and says whatever comes into her head. The amount of times Hinata has had to cover up Tenten's mistakes; but she can only cover up so much, before she reveals something else, that puts Hinata's cover to shame.

It hadn't always been like this though.

It has only been the past year or so that they have had to deal with this.

Once they had been happy, free teenagers. Of course they still had this worry in the back of their head, but it never controlled their lives like now. And as time went on, they forgot about the worry. That, they had decided, was their biggest mistake.

They didn't want the distraction of having friends.

* * *

"Look, we are sorry," Tenten stopped walking. She recognised the voice from yesterday.

"Forget about it," She replied. She didn't want to talk to them.

"But we can't," She turned around, curious who the we was. Stood there was Kabuto, and another person she didn't recognise.

"Say sorry all you want, I'm not joining any gang," Tenten walked off.

"Then your part of the not involved. What ever happens in this school, you are shoved in a gang, whether it is active or not, we still thing of it as a gang," Called the voice of the other person.

"Think what you want then," Tenten carried on.

* * *

He pulled on her wrist, pulling her behind an old out building.

"What this time?" She asked. She was fed up with all these interruptions.

"Do you remember?" He asked her, looking into her eyes. The brunette blinked, this was by far the most random reason for her to being stopped so far.

"Depends on what you are asking what I remember?" Tenten replied.

"Remember me," Sasuke said, looking at her.

"I remember I saw you this morning, met you no more then three days ago, and that I saw you on a website a year or two ago," Tenten said, wondering what he meant.

"So you don't remember the holidays, the barbecues, the day trips?" He asked, frowning.

"You must have me confused," Tenten replied, frowning also for she remembered none of this.

"No, I know it's you. Your mum was called Mai, your dad Rikio. You also had an older brother called Takashi," He recalled. "You had a teddy you kept till you were seven, called diddy. I remember that bit because I you moaned about it because you left it on a train, and no one would go and find it for you. For your tenth birthday we went skiing. There were plenty of other times I saw you, but the last time was my fourteenth birthday."

"What happened then?" Tenten whispered. She was could remember little currently, and this could all be rubbish, but it was something.

"I never saw you again. We used to see each other at least two or three times a month, then all of a sudden, you vanished. I asked my parents what happened, but they seemed to avoid the subject. Then they died..." Sasuke shifted his eyes. "Well they were murdered. But now you come here, and your family are gone, as are mine. I can't help but make a connection. But first, I need to know, do you remember me!?"

"The beach..." Tenten whispered, thinking. "You're him?"

"What about the beach?"

"I had a dream about it last night... There was me, and a dark haired boy... his hair blowing in the breeze. We were searching for something, at first I didn't know what, but then you... he called out to me, telling me he found it."

"Found what?" Sasuke asked.

"A key. He... we were scared we had lost it. I think we had spent many hours searching for it on that beach, as the others had gone. When we found it, he seemed relieved, and we began to talk about our parents and their punishments," Tenten finished the first part of her dream.

"Was there any more?"

"Not of that dream... but there was a different bit. We were older, and taller. Maybe nine or ten at a guess... and we were at a fun fair. We were queueing for a ride, and we weren't sure if we could get on it, but we did no problem. On it though, the bit that has got me... I asked him if he thought we would be friends forever... and he said-" Tenten was interrupted.

"Only forever and always," Sasuke smiled. "It was me, and it wasn't a dream."

"Then it actually happened?" She asked, he nodded. "Then why don't I remember any of this... or you?"

"I don't know... but I think it is more then just a coincidence, I think when you remember, maybe more will come to light," He said.

"What do you mean...?" She asked. She was confused.

"One day, you just upped, and left. No calls, no letters, no nothing," Sasuke said. "You were thirteen I think. And it was so sudden. Maybe when you remember, we will both get our answers."

"That would be nice," Tenten muttered, before walking off. She wanted to be alone.

* * *

Her leg swung lazily from the tree, the wind catching the leaves around her and whipping her hair against her face, though she took no notice.

She had taken her hair from its ponytail when she was running. The hair band was not a strong one, and as she was running, it became loose.

When running, for no reason in particular, and to no place, she had had time to think. But you can only run and think for so long before you begin to think deeper, and need more oxygen to do so.

Hence she had stopped, and climbed the tree in which she now leisurely sat, leg swinging, breeze catching her free hair.

The leaves were green, ripe in the season. The bark was rough beneath beneath the bare skin of her legs, and the soft skin on her palm.

She looked to the darkening sky. She had no idea what time she had run from Sasuke, and she had no idea how long she had been running for, but she did know that that run had made her feel alive again... and the breeze on the exposed skin was nice.

Since having walked away from Sasuke she found she had a lot to think about. He had opened up the blanks in her memory and with it, she felt a sense of loss more so then before.

Before she had lost her family, she saw the loss, and that memory she could not forget. Yet there were happy memories that she shared with Sasuke, and also her family from what she can gather, that she has forgotten. And the loss of these happy memories etches into Tenten's loneliness.

She sat there, eyes staring but not seeing, trying to work out her past. She knew enough to know who she was, but she wanted more. She wanted an explanation of why the deaths happened. She wanted more memories of her parents... ones that she had, but had lost. She wanted to know why she couldn't remember.

She hadn't noticed time passing, she was lost in her own little world. She hadn't noticed that the grey clouds had gathered in the dark sky. The moon that was beginning to show a few hours ago was now completely lost under a veil of clouds. A veil of grey clouds that were getting heavier. So heavy they were ready to fall.

As the rain began to fall, Tenten felt the cold droplets splash against her skin. The rain droplets were slow falling, and far apart, but they were large and the temperature of them felt unforgiving as they splashed against her skin.

It took Tenten a minute or two to register that what was hitting her skin was in fact ice like droplets of rain. She wanted to continue sitting there, but as she raised her head to the sky she realised this was not just a passing shower. A full blown late summer storm was on its way. She could feel the wind picking up as she looked.

With a sigh, Tenten pulled the hair band off of her wrist, and pulled her hair back. The pace at which Tenten did this was one that may annoy a watcher, but to her, she was moving too quick. She resented having to move, and it showed.

Eventually, as the rain began to fall harder and faster, Tenten found the will to jump from the tree, only doing so as the wind was now powerful enough to catch the twigs and smaller branches, making them whip at her cold legs; and it was beginning to hurt.

She still had on the shorts she put on that morning, and the vest top, and the icey rain felt like it was burning her skin. She was beginning to lose the movement in her fingers, they were stiff and ached. But none of this bothered Tenten. The pain she grew used to, it was like a constant beating, and it was no longer a shock to the system like the rain had been at first. And now she no longer had to put up with the whipping of the branches, she found her body was beginning to numb to the pain.

She wandered through the streets, a part of her mind guiding her home. She was in what seemed like a state of trance, and if she was to focus, she would have no idea where she was, how she got there, or how she is to get home.

Sounded like a night on the town... or the days after the losses.

Times she didn't want to remember.

And neither did Hinata.

* * *

She sat like her friend did, legs dangling, but she was in a different place, and a different state of mind.

She began to push herself gently on the makeshift swing. The rope was thick, but coarse, and itchy against the skin. The swing was a thick piece of wood Tenten and her had found in the ruins of what is their house. It was Hinata's get away place in the house. Tenten had her bedroom, Hinata the swing.

Though in a thoughtful mood, events of the last few days had brought issues to the surface Hinata tried to avoid thinking of for her friends sake, and for the sake of her mental well being, but she was not consumed by these thoughts. She had been in that place before, and she knew all too well that though it can seem harmless and a good thing, she found after a while days became a painful blur, and the present melts into the past... while you are lost in the sorrow of a long ago past.

Hinata thought herself to blame for her friends loss. It was something she had done since that day, and something she thought she always would blame herself for.

Though her friend assured her otherwise, Hinata knew deep inside that her friend was saying it too make her feel better, but at the same time a part of her brain was telling her that her friend truly believed in that. And that was because of one fact her friend knew not of... because of a slight fall, and knock to the head.

Only Hinata knew of this minor fact, and Hinata knew Tenten's memory was slowly returning, as the doctor had said. She could see this by Tenten's fitful sleeps. Though Tenten was never a morning person, now she seemed agitated more so when woken, and often appears confused and lost.

Hinata knew it was a matter of time before she was confronted about these dreams.

And the thought terrified the shy girl.

She could only answer so much, and she feared her lacking friend may react badly to the truth – she knew she would if she was given the information Hinata knew – and this made Hinata fear she may lose her one true friend in life. The last connection to the world.

But at the same time... Hinata would give anything to change the past. She wanted nothing more then to turn back the clocks to the day that she chose to run. She wants to stop herself. Make herself endure it. For Tenten's sake. For their friends sake.

Though she suffered mentally then, sometimes physically, now she suffers mentally... but by her own hand. And now she does not suffer alone... she has brought her friend into this dark place as well. And that is another thing that worries Hinata. Will she get the blame for this when Tenten finally wakes up and sees the truth in front of her face? The truth that the girl she thought was her friend was actually the reason why she was alone, the reason she has no memory of great parts of her past.

However, Tenten knew much more then this girl thought she did. She knew great deals about the night the loss happened. She knows a lot leading up to it, like why it happened. She knew that Hinata was the reason they were running. The only thing she didn't know was she hit her head... and that was the reason she could not remember the past.

And knowing all but one fact, Tenten still did not blame Hinata. At first she had, but now she realises her parent's died for that girl... so does that not mean they were willing to do so. They chose to take Hinata in, when knowing the risks. And having worked this out, Tenten knew this was not Hinata's fault. It was her parent's choice.

But Hinata didn't know this. And this break down in communication was the source of many problems.

Hinata swung distractedly again. Hinata had not spied Tenten return, nor had she noticed Tenten in any of the afternoon lessons. But she wasn't worried. She knew better then to worry about Tenten, she always came home, but she was just curious; she hadn't seen Sasuke in lessons either.

As she smiled to herself, her mind dragged up a past best remained buried, one that brought shivers flying down her spine. She tried to shake the images out of her head, but the surfaced again and again.

Tenten staggered into the house, blood pouring from a fresh wound on her head. The cut on her lip had been reopened, and a slow trickle of blood made its way down her chin.

Hinata slowly lowered her eyes from her friends face, taking in the mess before her.

Tenten's dress was a mess of blood, mud and grass stains. It looked damn. The thin spaghetti strap had been cut on the left shoulder, and the bra strap was trailing down her arm. The skin was bruised and punctured. The other shoulder was in a similar state, as was the arm.

The bodice of the dress had a split running from the centre, near Tenten's belly button, and spread diagonally upwards to mid back. The skin was red and split from what Hinata could see through the tear.

Hinata looked down at Tenten's legs, and held back a gasp. Blood was pouring freely here, glistening in the lamp light as it ran down the curves of Tenten chapped legs. The wound the main source of the blood came from had a large, green piece of glass sparkling from it. It was from a beer bottle, Hinata guessed.

Her friends ankle was bruised and swollen, and the heel was missing from the pitiful looking shoes.

Tenten weakly raised a hand to the trail of blood that made it's way down her chin.

"They had it coming," Tenten smirked.

"What... what do you mean?" Hinata whispered.

"I killed them Hinata.. I killed them," Tenten cried, only just grasping the fact. "What did I do... what did I do..."

Tenten gave up on trying to stand proudly in the door way, and leant against the wall, making her seem almost unhuman in the light. The tears that were making their way down her cheek mixed with the blood.

"And the worse thing is..." Tenten muttered, looking up. "I enjoyed it. I enjoyed their pain. Like they enjoyed..."

"Like they enjoyed?" Hinata tried to keep her voice level.

"They they enjoyed raping that young girl. It was sick," Tenten spat blood onto the floor.

She looked at the blood at her feet, and feel forward weakly.

"And when they went for me..." Tenten whispered from where she had collapsed. "I lost all sense of control. I have no idea what happened. All I remember is their dead bodies... their blood on my hands..."

Tenten passed out.

And Hinata knew she had a job to do.

Hinata dug her eyes into her palms, trying to dig out the image from her eyes.

She didn't want to see their dead bodies... she didn't want to see the horror on their faces... the twisted limbs.

Crying out in pain from the memories, Hinata jumped from the swing, and ran inside, ravaging the cupboards, till she found it.

She looked at the bottle in her hands. She had not tried the clear substance before, but she had seen the mess it landed Tenten in before, but as she looked at it in her hands, she wondered if it was that bad.

"If you have a brain, you will put that down," Tenten whispered from the doorway. Hinata didn't put the bottle down as such, but released it from her hands. She ran to her wet friend, and swept her in her arms.

"I don't want to remember any more..." Hinata whispered.

"Well, trust me when I say that doesn't get rid of it. It creates new memories, ones that send shock through your system the next morning," Tenten whispered into the smaller girls hair. "Stay clear of it."

The petite girl held her wet friend close, not caring that she was beginning to feel cold. She didn't care.

All she cared was that Tenten was safe... and that she had stopped her.

She didn't want to put Tenten through what Tenten had put her through.

No one should go through that.