~*~*~*~*Dance Partners*~*~*~*~
Third Person POV:
"Surprised to see me?" Neji Hyuuga flashed a smirk at his uncle as he walked through the front door at the Hyuuga estate.
Hiashi was playing Shogi with one of the random Elders whom Neji didn't even know; he dropped one of the playing pieces.
"Y-You?" he asked, trying (and failing) to hide is slight stutter.
Neji moved to the side, revealing his younger cousin. Hinata smiled shyly. "Hello Father," she added. "We're back,"
"No way in Hell," Hiashi muttered, probably hoping it was inaudible, his eye twitching.
Neji resisted the urge to laugh or mock his uncle; the "Elder" in their presence seemed to set the tone in the room that such an act wouldn't be "tolerated".
However, there was something about Hiashi, Neji now noticed, that seemed he was glad his nephew hadn't really committed a serious crime because, anyone who knew Hiashi well, would know that surely that man was not hardly as cruel as he seemed.
Tenten's POV:
I woke up at about three AM. My body was sore . . . again. There was no way I was every going to fall back to sleep, not at this rate.
"Aww, fuck it," I muttered, angrily rolling off the couch that I had fallen asleep on previously.
Everyone was already in bed and I silently thanked Hannah for providing a blanket. The lights were turned down and I was engulfed by the darkness. When was I not engulfed in a sheet of darkness?
I sighed, shuffling into the kitchen. I couldn't help but wonder what Neji was up to and I figured his uncle must've had some sort of "not positive" reaction. Obviously, their cold exterior had to of run through their family or bloodline (with the exception of Hinata-chan). The iciness of their attitude seems to be on steroids . . . however, Neji has seemed to melt a bit over the past couple months.
With my stomach growling I ripped off the lid of an Instant Ramen cup.
"Screw cooking," I murmured to myself, chowing down on the hard noodles, not even bothering to use seasoning.
And yes. For about twenty minutes, very early in the morning, I pigged out. Why? Because I was in pain and when I'm in pain the only solution is food. And you better believe it. (Oh God I'm turning into Naruto).But it just makes me feel so much better. I have no idea actually why I'm not obese. I eat way too much. Oh well. I'll probably gain weight eventually and my life will be over but now? WHO GIVES A SHIT?
Or you could have a certain someone ease the pain . . .
Or you could get your mind out of the gutter. Please and thank you.
Oh come off it; you know you want to.
If it's a certain Hyuuga you have in mind then no!
It'll be fun!
. . .You really do have a sick mind don't you.
Technically it's your mind.
Technically you should shut the fuck up before I puke myself to death.
You know I'm surprised you haven't with all that you've been eating. What is that your third cup of ramen?
Fourth actually. And thanks it tastes quite good if you ask me.
Sometimes I wonder if I really am you . . .
Suit yourself.
And so I ate.
My first day of summer was . . . lacking. It went a little like this.
"Tenten," a voice loomed over me while I was still in the realm of sleep.
It sounded strangely familiar but I decided to ignore it.
"Tenten," it mused once more.
God does anyone have any privacy? I took the couch pillow and muffled my ears as best I could.
"Tenten . . . GET YOUR ASS UP!"
I bolted straight up, running straight into Ino and Sakura. Sakura was rubbing her temples.
"Ino," she sighed. "DON'T YOU THINK THAT WAS A BIT OVERKILL?"
"Oh really forehead?" Ino questioned, sticking out her tongue.
I took this opportunity to get some more sleep but Ino dragged me off the couch.
"Got anything to eat?" Sakura called, now in the kitchen.
"Kami help me," I muttered, sitting up. "Yeah. I'll make some rice and ramen."
Cooked this time.
Yeah I know.
Ino and Sakura chilled at the kitchen table while I prepared food.
"Care to tell me why you guys are here at 7:00 AM?" I interrogated, sticking in some bamboo chutes.
Sakura gulped down a huge glass of milk while Ino spoke. "Well," She said. "We've got practice this morning at eight and we knew that you hadn't known,"
I raised an eyebrow, now taking out the rice cooker. "How?"
Sakura set down her glass that she'd helped herself to and wiped her mouth. "Tsunade said she hadn't contacted you,"
I shrugged. "I'm pretty sure yesterday I was too lazy (and tired by the way) to answer the phone,"
Sakura twirled her piece of hair. "You know it's our last day right?" she asked me.
I dropped the chopsticks that I was just about to break apart. "Seriously?" I demanded.
"Mm hm," Ino remarked, skipping the milk and pouring a glass of orange juice.
It hit me so suddenly. At the beginning of the year I had almost begged for it to be over but over the past months I've warmed up to the harsh routines and learned to love them.
"At least until try outs coming up in August," Sakura added.
I picked up the chopsticks that I had previously dropped, feeling a little relieved. A break from dance would be nice . . . especially since it wasn't too long or too short but just enough to recover from the hard times work.
"Are there still duets?" I inquired innocently, before realizing what I had just said.
Ino smirked, devilishly. "Of course there is. Neji will survive the summer,"
The ramen timer saved me because I blushed slightly when I turned.
Haha. I knew you liked him. Admit it.
Well of course I like him just not that like . . . I hope so!
Haha once more. You can't decide if you do or don't like him, meaning, you're thinking about the possibility of you liking him is . . . er possible.
Very very very very very very slim chance.
Oh I don't know about that . . .
"Hey," I warned Ino. "Who's making the food?"
Ino and Sakura both chuckled, probably thinking they were all wise.
Finally the food was finished and I dished it out in bowls, handing them to my friends and preparing some for myself.
I sat in between the blonde in the and Sakura broke apart their chopsticks and dove into to their food.
Sighing, I also started to eat, wondering how I could eat so much.
Slurping down noodles and drinking a large sip of milk to digest them, I then asked, "So what are we doing today?"
Sakura set down her chopsticks. "It isn't dancing," she replied.
"What is it?" I pondered.
Ino gulped down some more food before answering. "I'm not sure, it's different every year. Last year we did all sorts of stuff but the main thing was dance tag."
I raised an eyebrow. "Do I want to know?"
Sakura shook her head vigorously. "God no. It hurt like hell."
I let out a deep breath. "Great,"
"We do something different every year though," Ino informed me.
Setting down my chopsticks, I stretched backwards and noticed that some of the large bruises on my arms were fading; I smiled to myself.
"Holy shit," Ino commented, staring at my bowl. "You're already done?"
"Hehe," I giggled. "I'm quite the eater," Just ask Neji. My favorite food is ramen . . . I'd, finish a houseful if it was put in front of me,
"A-Anyways," Sakura coughed, trying not to laugh. "Let's get going,"
The dance center was packed! Not like the kind of packed you see at school when trying to get through a bustling hallway. I mean holy-shit-this-is-a-full-house-state-fair kind of pack.
Shizune was trying to gather everyone in Room 1. It looked pretty unsuccessful but surprisingly, it worked.
We all sat crammed against the mirror, quadruple rows of us. It was all of the competition lines.
Tsunade stood in front trying to get everyone's attention.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" She bellowed. Now everyone silenced themselves.
Tsunade cleared her throat, obviously not meaning to scare the younger lines. She hardly swore in front of them.
"Now we are going to do two things today. One is with your lines only, the other is with the entire studio of lines got it?" Tsunade announced.
The other teachers stood in the corner, debating probably if this was a good idea.
"With your individual lines your going to be creating a dance to a chosen song and performing it for the rest of us, second is what I call, Hide N' Go Seek N the Dark. It's basically Hide and Go Seek with all the lights off," Tsunade declared.
The little kids giggled happily. They were a little over excited. It was funny too though because even though their young and in first and second grade, they're extremely good at dancing and better than most people who are older that don't take classes. However they're too young to understand why something is proper dance technique versus something else. It's kinda funny.
"Alright," Tsunade said. "Let's get started,"
A/N Alright guys! If you read my previous story you'll know what's coming up! It's too legit! Can you guess what song it is? Gee I wonder. This time it's with a dance, with technique and it's gonna be beastly! Prepare yourselves.
"OBJECTION!" Tayuya cried. (Why the hell isn't she in jail?)
"SUSTAINED!" Ino spat back. "All for rock this party?" she asked the crowd of Moonstones.
I raised my hand along with pretty much everyone else but Neji, who didn't vote at all, and Tayuya who is just a bitch.
"You guys make up the dance, remember?" Tsunade asked.
I smirked and replied. "Yeah."
Tsunade offered her laptop to us. I put it on my lap and positioned it so my friends could see it.
We debated which parts we should cut, which should be rearranged, and which needed a slower tempo. It only took fifteen minutes, thank God. We had forty five more minutes.
Temari handed me a burning CD.
"Thank you very much," I said, taking it and placing it in the computer.
We waited it to burn. Finally the laptop ejected the CD when it was finished and I gave it to Sakura, who skipped to the stereo and cranked it up.
Forty five minutes we had a dance . . . one so awesome, so beastly, so undeniable. MWAHAHA!
"Fashion, put it all on me, don't you wanna see these clothes on me,"
It was the Glitteres. Age: 8
Their song was Fashion by Lady Gaga
The people in the front line did a double pirouette turn than slid into their center splits while the back line split into to groups, the group on the left doing a right kick, and spun inward facing the group on the right, that group did the same except using the opposite leg.
They jazzed walked off the stage to separate sides.
A/N I'm just giving a tiny bit of other line dances.
Next was Jades. Age: 11 and 12
Their song was Feel by Marie Digby
"Are you alive? Don't you feel, feel, feel. Show me you're here; show me a tear,"
Chasse step leap, pika turn, pika turn, pika turn, pika turn. Pliet, Aerovesk (how to spell?) turn, right kick shenney shenney, double shenney. double shenney.
Their pose was pretty much like a pyramid.
Next was Opals. Age: 13 and 14
Their song was Forever and Always (the piano version) by Taylor Swift.
"And It rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong. It Rains when your here and it rains when you're gone,"
Triplet, triplet, step prepare turn turn, jazz walk right left, huge aerovesk, step out shenney shenney.
Their pose was on the ground, but it was hard to describe.
Next was Citrine's. Age: 9-11
Their song was Battlefield by Jordin Sparks.
"I never meant to start a war, you I never want to hurt you.
Step, ball change, kick, step out, turn turn. pose pose, jazz square jump clap jump clap.
Their pose was with their fingers pointed like guns at the audience.
Next was the Topaz, my personal favorite. Age: 14-15
Their song was Black & Gold by Sam Sparro. (1)
"Cuz if you're not really there, then the stars don't even matter,"
Run left run right, step leap turn. right leg splits, roll to the right, get up right, left, triple pirouette turn, jump out on eight.
Their pose was interesting. I looked like they were all lunging forward.
We watched the other dances until it was our turn; we were last. I was actually surprised that only three lines did tap.
Now guess who's turn it was? Oh yeah here we go.
Tsunade was by the stereo off stage. We weren't in Room 1 for the performances. We were on the practice stage.
Our spots for the dance were pretty much the same as the ones for Moonstones. We wanted to keep it simple.
Competition line? Moonstones. Age? 14-17. Song? Rock This Party. You bet in Hell that we will.
Then the music started. Hold two three four five six seven eight.
We did dance skips from the back of the stage, up to the front.
Five six seven eight,
"Everybody dance now!" Jump Jump Jump Jump!
"Rock This Party! Dance everybody!"
Lines one and three slide to the right, hip left hip right. Line two and four do them to the left, hip right hip left. Step clap line change. Step clap line change. Jump out, arms up. I dropped my arms down slowly as I did two quick jazz walks. Then stepped out right and left and held out my hand in a halting way at "DON'T STOP!" then did two pika turns to the right. REPEAT!
Grape vine, jump clap, shenney turn, step flick walk walk. step right, pivot, jump jump, twist down and up.
"I came to rock this party . . ."
Pika turn, step leap turn, pose seven pose eight. Step aerovesk, shenney turn, step right aeorvesk, I then stepped with my left foot then jumped on both feet with my hands in the air.
"Du du du du,"
Chasse Ball change square.
"Dance!" the group on the left including me struck a pose. "Dance!" the group on the right struck another. We held it during the "Now everybody" then "Move!" the left changed their pose. "Move!" the right side changed their pose. We held it through "now everybody". "Shake!" we changed our position once more. "Shake!" the right now changed to. We held through "now everybody" one last time. Then jumped four times at "Everybody dance now!"
The chorus repeated! Adrenaline rushed through me. I've never had so much fun at dance!
"ROCK! ROCK! THIS PARTY DANCE EVERYBODY MAKE IT HOT! IN THIS PARTY! DON'T STOP MOVE YOUR BODY!"
Lines one and three slide to the right, hip left hip right. Line two and four do them to the left, hip right hip left. Step clap line change. Step clap line change. Jump out, arms up. I dropped my arms down slowly as I did two quick jazz walks. Then stepped out right and left and held out my hand in a halting way at "DON'T STOP!" then did two pika turns to the right. We did the second half of the first chorus then repeated the entire thing again.
We had the best poses of all. Free style. Neji stuck to his stupid little arms crossed but I stuck my tongue out and did a 'peace' with my fingers.
Our dance really didn't have much difficulty in it. Black & Gold, and Feel probably had more "dancy" things in them and ours was more of a free style. Our facials were all improvised. It was fun.
"Alright, alright, quiet," Tsunade snapped. We immediately silenced."I don't want any injuries," she eyed us all.
I sweat dropped. Oh god this is gonna work.
"Here's how it's going to go: One line is going to be it. Obviously you guys know who's it has to find all of the people hiding. This is going to be in the dark, there will be absolutely no light. You can however move from your hiding place- actually know what? Make this hide and go seek tag," Tsunade arranged.
"NO!" some people who had been here last year cried.
Tsunade sniffed, looking a bit pissed. "Fine." She said. "It'll still be tag, but not dance tag. Happy?"
When there was no response, Tsunade took it as a yes.
"Alright the line I pick," Tsunade looked like she was racking her brain hard. But she smirked when she figured it out. "The Amazonite's"
I gulped. Isn't that a line of like.
"All guys," Sakura murmured. Ages 12-13.
"Oh know," I whispered, suddenly remembering their dance to "Animal I have become," by Three Days Grace.
"Well," Tsunade said. "Let's start,"
Then she flicked off the lights.
Immediately I ran, I didn't know where, but to a hiding place.
Don't ask me how. Don't ask me why . . . I'm stuck in a closet with Hyuuga.
We were really close. It was bothering me quite a bit.
The door was behind me, pressing me up against Neji and we were both covered in dance shoes, and crammed with boxes.
"Why am I stuck here with you," I hissed, trying to get in a better position.
Neji furrowed his eyebrows. Or so I thought, I mean we were in the dark. "I was here first." he remarked through gritted teeth.
I waved my hand (a few inches) in dismissal. "Sure. You were following me here."
Neji gave up arguing, saying something about how immature I was. We were there in the dark for quite a bit. Neji must've been tired or bored because he leaned against the wall, making us about eye level, I assumed.
This was really aggravating.
There were suddenly footsteps from outside the door.
"Dude, no ones gonna hide in the closet. That's so cliche." one boy mumbled.
"Why don't we check? They could be trying to mislead us . . ."
". . . you take this too seriously."
"You're the one taking it seriously,"
"No I'm not. You're pondering over-"
God just get on with it. They were leaving me in way too much suspense.
The first kid growled. "Fine. But watch there be no one."
Then he did something that I can't really comprehend. He pushed the door right into me, right into . . . Neji's lips.
HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
We were kissing. I didn't know really why but I knew how it happened and for some reason, it felt that Neji wasn't reluctant, then again he wasn't doing anything. Because it lasted less than two seconds before I jumped back screaming.
"WHO THE HELL FUCKING DID THAT?" I turned around, spewing fire too probably.
The kid was pale white, trying not to laugh though obviously.
I gave him a death glare raising my fist. "I'm gonna murder you kid,"
And so I chased him and chased him, ignoring the screams of everyone getting the crap scared out of themselves.
Finally I stopped when I had him by the hair, begging for mercy.
You, you, you . . . KISSED! XD *happiness*
Shut . . . the fuck . . . up.
Huh? Why?
Because, THAT BASTARD STOLE MY (not raped) FIRST KISS!
And wasn't it the best (not raped) first kiss ever?
No!
You hated it?
Ye-no. Strangely. I didn't hate it. Not saying I liked it but it didn't cause me any discomfort. Actually I guess you could say that I did lik- what the crap am I saying?
Haha. You're in love.
Oh hell no. Don't go that far.
Close?
God. I have no idea.
The small party afterwords was pretty fun. I ignored all contact with Neji and avoided him by all means.
Now where was I? In my room punching my pillow like crazy.
My parents were gone at some work deal . . . office party most likely. They always lie about those things.
Time to make a phone call. Why you may ask. Well, through these agonizing hours of trashing my room I think I've realized something. I may possibly, slightly, might, by a chance, .9% , love Neji Hyuuga.
"Sakura!" I whined. "I need you over here now."
"Is it that important?" Sakura groaned.
"Yes," I replied. "Hurry up,"
"Fine." she remarked before hanging up.
"Ino!" I cried into the phone.
"What the hell is it?" She demanded.
"Get your ass over here," I commanded.
"Sheesh sheesh." Ino answered. "I'll be there in ten,"
"Hina-chan," I whispered. "Could you pretty please come over here?"
"Wh-what is it?" Hinata asked.
"I'll tell you when you get over here," I told her.
"K-Kay,"
"And Hinata," I added. "Don't tell Neji,"
There was a pause. "Sure,"
"What the hell was so important?" Sakura sighed, standing with Hinata and Ino at the door.
"Come on," I lead them up to my room.
The girls saw my mess and gasped. "What'd you do?" Ino cried. "It's so messy!"
"I have a little bit of a problem," I informed them, taking a seat on my fuzzy rug.
"What is i-it?" Hinata asked me.
"I may," I took a shaking breath. Oh god what am I doing? "Possibly like a certain Hyuuga . . ."
Sakura looked pale from shock. "And I by certain Hyuuga you mean certain Hyuuga that does not include Hinata?"
I nodded, my eyes feeling wet.
"And by not Hinata you mean cynical bastard?" Ino suggested.
"Yes!" I sobbed. "How could I sink so low?"
"It's okay," my friends soothed.
Ino then winked at me. "I know the ultimate therapy," she told me.
I sniffed. "What?"
Ino grabbed me, dragging me down the stairs, Sakura and Hinata followed.
I sat with the two girls on the couch, hugging them dramatically while Ino disappeared behind us.
What was she doing?
She reappeared with multiple things in her hand. A bucket of ice cream, Hershey's syrup, caramel syrup, sprinkles, whipped cream, M & M's, peanut butter cups, chocolate chips, cookie dough, Orioe's and four spoons.
Ino grinned at us. "The ultimate therapy," she repeated.
"Food!" I sniffed again.
Ino uncapped the lid on the ice cream and we all crammed together on the small couch. I needed a girls night!
We all took spoons and devoured ice cream, putting together different combos. And I didn't know why but this was making me feel better. I took a handful of chocolate chips and put them in my mouth, wiping my tears.
Who gives a fuck about the extremely perfect Neji Hyuuga?
Even Hinata had a lot. It was needed for all of us after all the shit we went through.
"Much better than yesterdays ice cream," Sakura laughed, licking her spoon.
Ino dove in for another scoop. "We're gonna get fat," she moaned, but still ate.
Sakura nibbled off some cookie dough. "Who gives a shit?" She asked.
Hinata took apart a peanut butter cup so she was just eating the chocolate first, then the peanut butter.
"My god this tastes good," I said, wondering why the hell I wasn't full yet.
A half hour of eating later, we were all fast asleep on the couch, hardly any ice cream left.
Problem 1: I'll have to face Neji Hyuuga eventually. Problem 2: What the hell are my parents going to do when they see A: the mess in my room and B: the mess in the kitchen/living room?
Oh well.
A/N Yay for super long chapter! Hehe. Hey guys. This took me quite a while to write because I was actually trying to do the dance for Rock This Party and I rearranged the music so it worked etc. etc. and hurray! I'll put links to all the songs so you can listen to.
Okay. I bet you guys were waiting for this but it had to happen sometime. And you're going to have to wait for the next chapter for Neji's reaction XD
(1) I actually danced to this song when I was twelve. It's my favorite dance but of course I change it for this to make it more 'my' style. But anyways. Yeah. It's and AWESOME song!
Alright! Thanks for reading I love you guys so much and I hope you enjoy this chapter:) Please review!
PS: This is the longest chapter I've ever written!
