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[Oct. 21st, 2006|04:05 pm] |
Genre: Ridiculous Fluff Overdosage
Rating: G
Summary: It's me. Tenten. Remember?
After a five month courtesan mission in Suna, Tenten, Ino, Hinata and Sakura grudgingly parted ways.
"That was the most entertaining assassination mission I had in a while," came out in an exasperated sigh.
"Is that a normal thing to be saying Temari," I queried. "Most kunoichi wouldn't admit to liking the feel of steel and blood all over them in lingerie."
"Oh, I just enjoyed giving the perverts what they deserved. Especially that bastard who cut off my pigtail and forced me to cut all my hair to an inch long." She finished with gritted teeth.
"But short hair did suit you, so no need to be angry. I actually kind of miss it," Hinata supplied, twisting the ends of her own armpit length hair.
"Short hair suits me too, right Hinata-cha~n???" Sakura gushed like a little snaggle-toothed, hair bow-wearing 5-year-old girl. Hinata looked cornered until Ino intervened.
"To be honest, I liked you better with longer hair, Sakura. Short hair and small boobs makes you look butch.
Silence.
Sakura screeched and tackled Ino into the dirt. Now we were back to a level of normalcy.
"What about you nee-chan?" Hinata asked me. She had taken to calling me her sister over 5 years ago at the Chuunin exams for some unknown reason, so I just let her.
"What about me?" I piqued while lazily scratching my forehead, waiting for hurricane Ino-kura to calm down.
"Have you decided to changed your hairstyle for the journey back home?"
I guess her question was valid. I had taken to wearing this corduroy satchel hat (that was actually quite stylish with my buns) that hid most of my hair. My haid had always need to be lengthy to achieve full looking dual bun action, and it had actually grown an inch or two since Konoha. I guess in pespective it would be level to my belly button in length. Thick, sienna hair with a deep sheen. Temari had great hair care techniques for the arid desert, and utilization only improved my already great hair.
But the thought hadn't even crossed my mind as to what I could change my hair into. Just for kicks. I wore my buns out of practicality, and they only came out for bathing and grooming, not even sleeping.
So I had decided then, "Yea, I guess I'll try a ponytail."
After repoting to Tsunade-sama, I returned home to pry all of the sand from between my toes. A lengthy bath and a tank top/capri change later, I started ging through the motions of putting my hair in buns. Then I stopped. I though back to my and Hinata-chan's conversation. I released my hair and brushed back it to the top of the back of my skull. I looked different, to say the least. I don't think I ever have had my hair this way before. I decided I liked it and went out to run my daily errands. Upon arriving at the market, I spotted Shino and Kiba. I waved them over, but they looked at me skeptically.
"What's your deal? You looking at me like I spat on Akamaru and stomped a few kikai bugs." Shino forehead creased and Kiba rose an eyebrow then let out (what he thought to be a) sexy grin.
"I dont know you, but you know Akamaru's name. You must be a fan girl. So hows about we go on a date."
I fixed Kiba with a level glare and then burst out laughing.
"Good one Kiba, but really, how have you guys been?" I genuinely wanted to know. Nearly half a year had lapsed, something had be bound to change.
"Ummm, fine I guess, but do I know you?" Kiba scratched his temple in confusion. Shino just...Shinoed ^_^;
"You big oaf," punctuated backhand, "what are you talking about?"
"Tenten? No one else backhands me like that but her." Kiba asked wide eyed.
"Who else would it be, your Aunt Polly?"
A low whistle, "I mistook you for a hot girl, you should wear you hair like that more often." A glint flashed across his eyes, "I wonder what it looks like down?"
"No!" I had no qualms, but Kiba called me hot. I was having second doubts about the hair change. "Gotta jet!" I backed out and turned the nearest corner, bumping into Shikamaru, who was accompanied by Chouji, Sasuke and Naruto.
"Sorry Shikamaru!" I said righting myself. "Hey, you seen the girls around?" Perplexed eyebrows rose all around.
"Sorry miss, but I dont know what girls you're talking about. How do you know my name?" A look of disbelief crossed my face.
"What do you mean you dont know the girls? Hinata? Ino? Sakura? Ringing any bells?" I placed my hand on my hip and canted it to one side in frustration.
"Oi! Why do you get the cute girls flirting with you Shikamaru? Ne, ne?" Naruto asked with his ususal look on his face.
"Cute?" I asked looking around. "Huh?"
"Come on miss, guys have to hit on you. I mean you've got a great set of- ouch!" Naruto stopped due to a fist from Sasuke.
"Chouji? Sasuke? Guys what's going on? What's everyone hyped up on that's got them acting weird?"
"A cute girl talked to me and knew my name?!?" Chouji pointed at him self in awe. A look of determination crossed his face, "O-kay!" He grabbed my hand, "How would you like lunch, my treat, young mistress?"
"Well I am sort of hungry, but I really have to find the girls, Sakura left her duffel at my house." I said slightly exasperated. Idea! "Hey Sasuke, can you give it to her at the training ground later?" He rose an indifferent eyebrow.
"Hn. I don't normally take bags from strangers."
"Stranger! How dare you call me a stranger. What's with all of you acting weird today? Chouji offering me food, Naruto hitting on me, Sasuke treating me like he's never met me a day in his life, and Shikamaru not recognizing me. Is something in the water today?"
"But miss we don't know you. Although if I could get in your pants-" two fists collided this time.
"That's it fox-boy! It's death time!" I summoned a megaton hammer and made good to hit Naruto, but four simultaneous voices stopped me.
"Tenten???"
"WHAT!!!!! Now you know my name!" I lowered my weapon and took a deep breath. I pinched the bridge of my nose, "I don't have the patience. I'll see you guys later."
"You think you know someone.... bothersome."
He was standing by the water. The riverbank always looked most peaceful to Neji in the mornings.
"Hey." I gave him as a greeting, before sitting down. I felt eyes burn onto my neck so I stared at the ground between my feet mulling over everyone's reactions to my hair. I was thinking that putting it back up into buns might be a good option. So I did just that. I took my hair down and a breeze swished my hair in my line of vision. I sighed out of frustration and parted my hair. I started winding up the left side until a hand placed on my wrist halted my actions.
"Don't let everyone else mislead your decision. It was a wise choice."
I looked almost stupefied into his eyes, "How did.. you know?"
"We might as well be strangers," he started, "because I know you too well."
Genre: Humor/None
Rating: Fiction Rated: T
Summary: It's me. Tenten. Remember? |
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