~*~*~*~*Dance Partners*~*~*~*~

A NejiTen fanfic

Tenten's P.O.V.

I fidgeted in the towel. The shower had gone cold so I got out early and now was more nervous than ever.

It's only preliminaries. I thought trying to get a hold of myself. Oh god. Preliminaries. What if I mess up. Neji's gonna be pissed.

My legs shook under the towel.

Breath. I reminded myself.

"Tenten," Hannah called from the other side of the door. "If you don't hurry you're going to be late,"

"Yeah, yeah," I answered, grumbling and changing into my costume that lay motionless on the floor.

"Great," I muttered, slipping into the slutty uniform. "I'm gonna look skanky."

I ignored my hatred feeling towards the outfit and tiptoed out of the bathroom.

"Don't forget food!" My mother called, as I ran out the door.

I turned towards her at the last instant and caught the toast she tossed me, thanking her quietly, then rushed down the street.

Why isn't my mom giving me a ride? Her work is more important than me apparently. Yeah. I know.

I could feel sweat trickle down my neck. I inwardly moaned at the fricken heat as I hustled down the street.

Just as I sped faster, a car stopped abruptly behind me.

"S-Sorry," I stuttered, holding out my hands. "I didn't m-mean to-"

I stopped dead in my own words, a set of pale eyes caught mine.

Biting my lip, I forced myself to stare into the passengers seat and examine it thoroughly.

I gulped. He was right there.

The man in the front rolled down the window. "Need a ride miss?" He asked.

My knees shook. "U-Uh..."

Neji nodded.

My heart stopped. He...nodded?

"Y-yes. Th-thank you,"

"Where to?" He asked.

"Konoha Dance Studio," I answered, getting into the backseat.

The driver chuckled. "That's where I'm going, dropping Neji off,"

I laughed lightly. "He's my dance partner,"

"Tenten I presume?"

"Yeah," I remarked.

"Alrighty,"

I sat uncomfortably in the backseat while he drove to the studio. There was definitely an awkward silence and I was glad that we arrived in less than ten minutes.

"Thanks," I said once again, getting out of the car, followed by Neji.

As the car drove away I asked, "Why'd you let me do that?"

Neji raised an eyebrow. "I'm not that mean," he replied.

I shrugged. "Let's go," But he was already gone.

I skipped after him into the building, slinging my bag over my shoulder.

Tsunade waited for me in room 1.

"Tenten,' she acknowledged, then smirked. "Time for makeup."

I gulped. Oh no.

Yes yes yes!

...No. Just no, Don't ever speak again.

Don't you mean think?

Stop it you're confusing me.

You confuse me.

Okay. I'm getting out of it go away!

Fine.

I wanted to back away from the woman but my feet were planted.

Tsunade inched closer with the expensive makeup kit.

"Why doesn't Neji wear any makeup?" I complained, backing into the wall.

"We've done that over the years," Tsunade admitted. "But it makes guys look gay,"

I snickered. "Too late for that,"

Neji held up his fist and was about to beat me to a bloody pulp but Tsunade pushed him up.

"Don't even think about it,"

"Hn,"

I smirked but it was wiped away when Tsunade pulled out a chair and forced me into it.

Stubbornly I sat, scrunching my face.

"Don't do that," the blonde ordered taking out the foundation.

Finally I relaxed my face, letting her apply the makeup.

Tsunade now grabbed the eye liner.

"NOO!" I cried, ducking.

She grabbed my face. "Stay...still," the woman was definitely frustrated.

Clenching my fist, I stopped moving my head.

As she applied it my eyes started to water.

"I though you'd danced before," Tsunade groaned, wiping away the smudges.

"I have. I hate makeup," I growled.

"Obviously," Tsunade answered, taking out the blush.

"Hmph," I responded.

Neji watched quietly in the corner, wearing his normal costume.

Tsunade added lip liner, lip stick, mascara, lots of eye shadow, concealer and all this other crap that made me look like a doll.

"We're going to get to the place, warm up, stretch, reapply makeup, go backstage, get on, perform, get off, leave," Tsunade announced.

"Actually, we're going to perform. Not you," I corrected.

Tsunade sweat dropped. "You get it,"

"Yeah I do,"

"Aight, let's go. My car."


I'd never been in Tsunade's car but it is kawai. Stretch hummer. Aww yeah...

I rolled down the window and nodded my head, forgetting all the makeup. A convertible pulled up next to us at the stop light. A bunch of boys winked at me.

"Eek!"

I rolled up the window and clutched Neji's arm for dear life.

He raised an eyebrow.

I chuckled lightly, immediately letting go and rambled.

"The boys...winked....attack...slutty costume...you know?"

He crossed his arms and for a moment I saw the corners of his mouth twitch in amusement.

"Really?" he asked.

He's really having fun with this.

"Hmph," I said stubbornly, glancing out the window. They were still there waving.

"GAK!" I cried, falling on the floor, wrapping my arms around Neji's ankles.

"Don't rape me, don't rape me, don't-" I looked up at Neji.

His lips were now twitching noticeably.

"How's the ground?" he questioned.

I stiffly got up, sitting farther away from the window and stuck my nose up. "Excellent,"

Tsunade smirked from the front.

"Almost there,"


"Nice," the blonde commented as we went through the dance. "You're certain to get past the preliminaries."

"Thanks," I beamed.

"Hn,"

I nudged him. "A little more confidence than that,"

"Thank you," Neji corrected himself.

Ha there...wait did he just listen to me.

"Neji?"

"What do you want?" He asked.

"N-Never mind,"

He didn't answer but continued to have a straight stare.

"Tenten," Tsunade ordered. "Change into your competition shoes,"

"Where are they?" I asked her.

"Dressing room," She replied.

"Gee thanks," I grumbled, strutting in the opposite direction.

Neji's being so nice to you.

I'd hardly say that.

He didn't push you away when you grabbed his arm.

...

Or his ankles.

...So.

You like him.

No I don''t.

Yes you do.

He's mean.

So.

I don't fall in love with bastards.

You will.

No I won't.

Just wait.

Kay. I will.

It'll happen eventually.

I doubt it.

Eventually.

Sure.

You just wait.

You already said that.

Fine.

I picked up my shoes in the dressing room and slipped them over my feet. They were really nice. That's why they were only made for competition dates. Thank god I didn't have to break them in. I'd be bleeding all over the stage. What a sight.

Sighing, I opened the door and headed out.

I suddenly ran into something hard.

Rubbing my head I stared upward.

"Hey babe," It was him and the others.

Shit.

(Warning: Future content is not appropriate for children. Includes adult content and adult language. If you read my last story and did not like chapter seven then I suggest not reading this. Others, read ahead.)

"Um, excuse but I have to go," I said trying to push past him.

Someone grabbed my shoulders from behind me. "Ehh we just want to play," He said.

Another one came from my right. "Yeah, what's the rush?"

"Um well I need to get on stage," I rambled.

"Stay with us," another said.

"Yeah, we'll make you happy," one added.

My knees trembled.

"C'mon bitch," the guy in front of me said.

I tried to step back but ran into the dude behind me, who grabbed me by the waist.

"Please let go," I begged.

He tugged playfully at my top, stroking his other fingers across my waist, sending shivers up my spine.

Another guy cupped my face.

"But you're so pretty," he protested.

"N-no," I stammered.

"Dammit, c'mon girl," another said squeezing my thigh.

I squeaked. "Don't do that,"

"Why not?" One demanded. He slowly licked my neck, his tongue brushing across it.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

Not happening. Not happening. Not happening.

The one who had his arms around my waist had his hands snake up to my chest.

Inside, my body panicked, it froze completely.

"P-p-p-p-p" I couldn't speak.

Then something broke into my thoughts.

"What the fuck are you doing?" a deep voice growled.

The one licking me, pulled in his tongue, dressing me in slobber.

"What does it look like?" He asked.

"Spending time with my girl," one said biting my thigh.

"That's my partner," the person said.

My heart leapt out of my chest. Neji.

"So."

"Leave her alone," Neji ordered, clenching his fists.

"No. Make me."

I looked at Neji, pleadingly.

He saw the fear in my eyes, stared at my knees trembling, and my terrified expression. For the slightest instant, I thought I saw his eyes soften.

It when away in less than a split second and I thought it was only my imagination.

Neji sighed, raising his fist.

"Fine,"

He first snatched the one with his hands all over my chest and chucked him into a wall, then grabbed the on by thigh, punching him square in the jaw.

Some of the others ran, one tried to fight back, failing epically.

Once they were gone, I collapsed to my knees, my head falling into Neji's chest sobbing.

"Th-they were g-going-" I clutched his shirt.

I wrapped my arms around him.

"If you keep crying you're going to smear your makeup," Neji advised blankly.

My lips trembled. "N-Neji,"

He looked down at me, but didn't pull away.

"Why'd you save me?"

He didn't answer.

I squeezed tighter, hoping he would hug back but he didn't. Finally all my weight collapsed and surprisingly, he caught me.

We stayed for about thirty seconds until Neji pulled me up.

"Come on. You need to fix your makeup,"

"Y-Yeah," I agreed, shakily still leaning on him.


I finished added the touches of my makeup.

"HURRY UP!" Tsunade called.

"YEAH!" I answered, running out of the dressing room.

Neji waited for me.

"I'll be back stage," Tsunade informed us.

"We are backstage,"

"Back back stage,"

"Right," I answered, watching her leave. The stage was in front of us.

Neji looked at me with slight concern. "Are you going to be alright?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Sure?" He asked.

I ignored his sudden concern. "Yeah,"

He nodded before heading out to the other side of the stage.

I breathed in nervously. "Let's do this,"

A/N I'm evil. I updated waay late. Sorry about that. But it's harder to write during the school year. Sorry about the adult content but it was necessary to build relationship and add nejiten to the story. I know there's always some form of rape in my stories (lol) but it connects the friendships between two people. That sounded cheesy. Anyways in my other story I had it waaaay worse than that and people were like...eww but cute at the end, so I toned it down a bit. And no I don't have a sick mind but that was needed into the story. Oh and another reason I'm evil is I left you with a cliffhanger and you guys don't get to see Jiraiya yet. I'm sorry I'm being so mean. Thanks for reading and I hope you liked the extra fluff in this chapter. Please review.