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Oh stupidity knows no bounds...

Tenten found herself crouching behind a car, peering over the hood. It was a rather awkward position to be in when one was wearing a skirt, but knowing what was going on in the middle of the street Tenten was happy to be separated from it by a two ton pile of metal, even if her underwear was riding up her butt. "Why... why did I decide to go out on a date with a guy I saw for, like, a second in the mall," she fumed under her breath, peeking over the car again.

The guy was standing in the middle of the road, across from a group of other people. Mall-guy was holding a long lead pipe and grinning like a maniac. All Tenten knew was that she had met him by the restaurant when someone yelled, threw a rock at him which shattered on the building next to them, and the next thing she knew they were fighting in the middle of the street. "Why me?" She muttered. She took another peek to make sure they were preoccupied before dashing out from behind the car to behind a minivan parked a space away.

Tenten wasn't sure why she was being so stealthy: she wasn't involved in what was happening. But then again, she figured that no one who was involved would care one way or another. She heard in the distance sirens growing closer and a stream of curses spilled out of her mouth as she ducked behind a faded blue pick-up. She'd already ended up dealing with the police recently, and she didn't want to have to again. She checked behind her again before bolting around the corner.

She sprinted down the sidewalk, silently praying that she didn't turn an ankle as she did. After she got what she assumed was a suitable distance away she slowed to a brisk walk, readjusting her skirt as she did. She kept her head high as she moved quickly through the city, heading towards her house, though on the inside she was just gloom and doom. Its official, she thought. I have absolutely no taste in men. The situation would have been almost funny if it didn't somehow make her want to cry.

"Hey, are you ok?"

Tenten looked up, not knowing that as she had been walking her face had warped into a grimace that would have put fear into the hearts of lesser men. She saw Kankuro looking at her with an expression like he had just accidentally ate snot, or maybe it was fear... she wasn't sure. "What do you want?" she asked, her lips pursed.

"Um… well seeing as you're looking as if you just killed someone and stashed the body… I just wanted to make sure you're ok. And not homicidal," he said with a shrug.

"Oh yeah, ha ha, you're soooo funny. Do grace me with your humorous presence," she grumbled.

Kankuro raised his eyebrows. "Um, defcon 1 much? I'm not here to harass you. Just wanted to make sure you were ok."

"Oh yeah, I'm just peachy," she said, wilting slightly, her expression turning from rage to disappointment. She felt her lower lip start to wobble slightly as her eyes started to tear up.

Kankuro backed away. "Woah! Um, let's not with the tears, ok?" he said nervously, looking around as if there was someone there who would tell him what to do.

"I just d-don't know what I'm doing w-wrong…" she wailed. She felt a little embarrassed to be crying in the middle of Cherry and Main but alas, that did nothing to curb her tears. This wasn't nice looking, anime crying that girls did before being comforted by their boyfriends and then inevitably having a 10 page make-out scene with them. This was '30 Rock' type crying, with full on snot power.

"Um, there there," Kankuro said awkwardly, moving closer to pat her nervously on the back.

"I mean, how many times can someone make mistakes with guys?" she asked, looking up at him. She was squinting to see his face through her tears and her eyes and cheeks were now tomato red. At this point he was sorry he had even taken this street to get to the bus stop. If only he had just kept walking…

He laughed nervously, his voice cracking slightly as he did. "Not… many?" he asked.

This answer only served to make her cry in a more high pitched tone. "First Neji-buttface-hyuga, now random, tall, hot guy," she wailed. She stopped suddenly, her eyes growing wide with anger. "Oh my god. OH MY GOD. I didn't even know his name!" she shrieked. "What the hell is wrong with me?" She asked. Her tears were forgotten and now she was staring at Kankuro, as if waiting for the answer.

He let out a terrified squeal that he disguised a cough. "I… don't know?" He backed away slightly. "Listen… maybe we should just get you home," he suggested. He was a little startled at how quickly her emotional transformations were going but he decided it might be better to just ride them out.

Tenten nodded, staring at the ground like it had done her personal harm. "This is junior year. I should be figuring out my life, not messing it up."

"Don't beat yourself up about it too much," Kankuro said.

Tenten sighed and started walking in the general direction of her house. It was more of a lumber then a walk but it seemed to be getting her towards where she needed to go, though she was weaving side to side on the sidewalk as she shuffled down it.

Kankuro steered her away from walking into the street and settled into a pace slightly behind her. He had no idea where her house was but he figured if Temari found out that he hadn't helped Tenten home after she had literally cried Niagara Falls then he would not wake up the following morning.

As they continued walked he was only thinking one thing: 'What do I do to get caught up in these things?'