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

~A NejiTen Fanfic~

Tenten's POV:

It was bright and early when I woke the next morning. There was no light it the cell, and I was curled up on the cold floor . . . freezing and more sore than ever.

Where the hell were my parents to bail me out? This was really odd. Normally Hannah and Drew would be screaming and swearing at the police (despite their kind nature).

I sighed, slowly getting up so I could lean against the wood bench.

Before I even noticed, the girl with black hair seated herself next to me.

"Hey," she said.

My eyes widened. Why wasn't she all pissed?

"Sorry about yesterday," she apologized, hardly making eye contact. "I often misjudge people."

"It's okay," I chuckled, not returning the eye contact though. "I do that too," immediately in my mind, Neji flashed. I shook my head though, trying (and failing) not to think about the Hyuuga.

"Mind if I ask why you're in here?" I questioned.

She shrugged. "Nope. Fucking snakelike Orochimaru . . . know him?"

I instantly shivered at the name and nodded.

"Yeah," she continued. "Tried to fuckin' rape me. So what do I do? Defend myself! But I get sent to the clink!" she sighed, drawing a breath before moving on. "That's why your story kinda hit a soft spot,"

I laughed a little. "Would you believe me if I said Orochimaru was the same bastard that tried to rape me?" this time I looked at the onyx haired girl.

"No. Fuckin. Way." she stated. "But I believe it."

I sighed once more, leaning my head back and gazing upwards at the bland ceiling. "The police in this town must be rigged . . ."

"Is that even possible?"

I looked over to the side at my new '"friend". "Well, I never even thought what happened to me me over the past few days was even human so, hell yeah."

"Possibilities, possibilities," (no Cambel's Chicken Noodle Soup)


Third Person POV

Neji Hyuuga glared at his other inmates, scaring the freakin hell out of them. He had been up all night, contemplating the strange acts of the Konoha Police. It was rather odd and slightly intriguing to him that they had not investigated yet and had jumped to false accusations without an interrogation. There was no doubt that something had gone wrong in their agency or there was a possibility of a dirty agent. But however, there were so many possible combinations as to why the hell the police were being so stupid.

Glancing around, Neji concluded that it wasn't the best place to think, due to the loud and bombastic voices of the other men. Neji had also been placed in a cell, separate from his other companions. To put it frankly, Neji didn't even know that they had that many cells to fit their entire gang into an individual one.

Finally, a bell rang, signaling breakfast, Neji assumed.

He stood up stiffly, pretending not to be bother by the immense soreness his body was feeling, and decided to check if they had anything edible.

Neji scoffed when he looked at the tray. Ramen. How typical. Ramen was though, very cheap so it was logical to conclude that as the reason for serving it.

Tenten would be happy about this . . .


"This is the cheapest Ramen I have EVER seen!" Tenten cried, attempting to pry her cheap wooden chopsticks apart.

Though the brunette was pissed, she still ate it in silence, about ready to start a riot.

Then she suddenly jumped up. A riot!


Ino Yamanaka sighed as she slept on the bench of her cell. She was also pissed, but tried not to show it, obviously thinking that it would mess up her face if she frowned too much.

She knew that the guards had tried to separate their little gang into all different cells but Temari was in the one behind her.

"Temari!" the blonde hissed one more time, trying to get the girls attention.

Temari however didn't notice. There was a wall in between, a brick one. And the only reason Ino knew Temari was there because the quadruple pigtailed, maniac was ranting the night before very loudly! Ino laughed to herself, thinking about it.

Flashback:

"What the fuck is your problem . . ."

and so on.

"Oi pretty girl,"

Ino groaned, squinting as she got up. "What?" it was the same redheaded girl that was giving her shit last night.

Before Ino's rival could even state her "issue" Ino grumbled, "You're even bitchier that Karin!" Ino chuckled. "And your both redheads. Must be a bloodline or something . . ."

Ino trailed off, suddenly hearing something . . . Tenten.

"Oh. My. Effin Kami." Ino muttered. "She's starting a fight over food,"


Tenten's POV

"Okay," I growled. "Here's the deal. First, you take me (and my friends) for no legitimate reason, aight? We clear on that? Then you feed us this God awful food . . . do you have anything to say for yourself?" My hands were on my hips and I was leaning against the bars. "Hmm?"

The guard laughed to himself. "That's cute," he said. "I didn't know you knew how to argue,"

My eye twitched. "I'm not one of those slums you pick up off the streets; I'm smart," then I turned behind me. "No offense guys," they all shrugged so I shot back at the guard. "What's the square root of pi?"

"Who gives a damn?" he remarked, raising an eyebrow.

"Good point," I realized. "To random . . .What's another word for the maximum or minimum of a parabola?"

Ha. Try to get that one sucker. I stared him down.

"What's a parabola?" the guard asked cluelessly.

I guffawed to myself, evilly, smirking, wittingly. Then I coughed. "The parabola is the shape of a line for a quadratic function. The form for the quadratic function is ax2 + bx + c = 0 where a ≠ 0! The vertex can be either a maximum or a minimum. If your not looking at a graph though you'll know that the parabola is maximum if a is negative and a minimum if a is positive. Weird huh? You'd think it'd be the opposite."


A/N SORRY! I have to cut this short and I'll update the restt of the chapter in a couple of days! I hurt my thumb real bad in softball and have to prepare for dance nationals with extra practices and it's also very hard to type. Thanks for sticking with me i know this was a crapy half of a chpter.