Check and Mate (First Draft)Shikamaru continued signing the after action reports, ignoring the loud music and the raucous laughter outside. Parties just weren’t his thing. Even a blowout to celebrate the end of the Fourth Great war.
Even after he had dismissed them, his squad mates had tried their best to convince him to join them in the festivities. Ino had practically danced back into the tent, her long blonde hair flowing behind her, giving him a forced, flirtatious wink. “Come with us Shikamaru!” she had teased, the smile beaming through her sorrow and loss. “The war’s over! We won! Surely we can forget the paperwork and live a little!”
Ino had been drowning in her grief. She desperately needed an escape from the reality of things dragging her down. The optimal solution had easily presented itself.
His response had been a simple shrug. “Parties are such a drag... Standing around talking to people you barely know and will likely never meet again... I’m fine, beli
The Forging of a KunoichiThe nightmare always began the same way. Only the ending ever changed.The Forging of a Kunoichi2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She started out watching the family. They had come to visit the village - a mother, father, older brother and a young girl. The toddler was so excited. There were so many new things to see and smell and touch here, not like at home. Ni-san had let the girl try some of the lunch the father bought for him from a stall, something wriggly on a stick. It was rubbery and spicy, so the toddler spat it out. She smiled coyly at the people who came to her parents’ cart to look at the shiny metal things Daddy made. She knew she wasn’t supposed to touch the things... they were sharp. It was a very exciting, busy day and soon the girl fell asleep very soundly.
It was here that the scene shifted. She was no longer watching the little girl, she was the little girl. The sky glowed dull orange, and burning buildings spat vivid embers into the night sky. It looked like Daddy’s forge back home when he
Of Last Names and Drunken ConfessionsThe first time, Neji had been reading scrolls on his bed when Tenten suddenly shoved the sliding door open. His head snapped up immediately, freezing in shock as he took in her disheveled appearance- ragged uniform, dirt-and-blood smeared cheeks, and wild, panicked expression. Her eyes latched onto his for a moment and then she launched herself at him.Of Last Names and Drunken Confessions2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Taken aback, Neji grunted as she slammed into him, smashing her lips to his. Gently, he pried her off and, without asking any questions, pulled her close again, arms wrapping around her waist. He stroked her back and whispered comfortingly into her ear as she began to sob into his chest.
When she had started to hiccup quietly, he shifted so that her back was facing him and began untangling her hair. “What’s wrong?” He asked quietly, running his fingers in soft strokes through her waves. She’d never cried in front of him before.
She didn’t say anything, and he didn’t push.
The second time, they had been
The Set Up“Are you two dating?” the blond kunoichi suddenly asked the weapons mistress as she and her white-eyed sparring partner sat down across from her in the large room of the crowded restaurant where their group of friends had agreed to meet up for their monthly lunch.The Set Up5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
“No,” Tenten quickly, but calmly, replied.
She hoped her quickness did not come off the wrong way, but the sudden question had caught her by surprise and she had not given herself time to think. It was probably a good thing, however, since she was certain it would have stung a lot more than it already did, if the response had come from him and not her.
“We're not,” she turned to Neji as he slowly nodded his agreement, while he helped the bun-haired kunoichi into her seat before taking the chair directly next to her.
“Really?” Ino sighed deeply. “That's a shame,” she added, looking back and forth between the two teammates. “You two look good together
67 PercentTitle: 67%67 Percent4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Summary: Naruto Gakuen Den verse. There's nothing wrong with being a tomboy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Kishimoto and his publishers do and the only thing I gain from writing this is possibly some attention.
Dedicated to: Sorceress2000 I know you don't like the term tomboy but well hopefully you'll like the fic.
A/N: This is both my contest entry for Bladed Love and a 100 themes piece. It always makes me ridiculously happy to kill two birds with one stone.
Tenten frowned and stared at the gigantic D on her paper. The six and seven seemed to mocking her even more than all of the little x marks over the questions she'd missed. She'd done fine with the multiple choice ones but the fill in the blank questions had driven her crazy.
"You should give up the martial arts club," Sakura tsked, taking the papers from her and flipping through it. "Boys don't like tomboyish girls, who are manly and dumb, as anything other than friends. If you want Neji to like you t
The Game of Life Why did I have to come here?The Game of Life4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The thought remaining in the Hyuuga's mind kept replaying over and over, as he questioned himself once more. It was pointless, his Uncle Hiashi had told him it would be good for him, never the less his cousin had gotten a date and was asked to take her there.
He leaned against the table gently, a blank expression on his face as he stared at his younger cousin dancing with who must have been her date. He couldn't tell who any of these people were, even for being classmates of him, they all had masks on. Taking another sip of his punch in disinterest he sighed slightly. Some of his classmates he hung out with had no clue he was there, but he was sure if he took one step on the dance floor, to where their pestering eyes could find the dark haired man, and never the less recognize him, they'd be sure to start bugging him with something stupid.
It wasn't until he heard a voice speak up that he realized he wasn't alone over in the dark corner at the ignor
Quiet Moments NejiTen MANGA SPOILERSTenten got the news of Neji's death exactly 34 hours after he was declared dead. Hinata came to her while the bun haired girl was resting off a nasty gash on her arm, and the two sat together for a long time, neither crying, neither talking, just sitting in each others company.Quiet Moments NejiTen MANGA SPOILERS3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Don't blame yourself Hinata." Tenten said eventually, her voice sounding horse and strained. Hinata nodded absently, Tenten's words were not taken to her heart as she knew it was her fault Neji was dead. "He wouldn't want it, and I don't want it."
"But Tenten-san, he was you special person." Hinata choked out. She had told her father and Lee and Guy sensei, but there was no one whose reaction she wanted to see less than Tenten's. The older girl put her hands over Hinata's.
"Yes, I love Neji with all my heart. This is why only I can abstain you from the guilt Hinata." Tenten took in another shaky breath and the Hyuga girl shook her head.
"I'm supposed to comforting you Tenten." Hinata said, looking into Tenten's
Name - NejiXTenten One-shot"Is a name what makes a person?"Name - NejiXTenten One-shot3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tenten sighed as she walked home that night, shedding off her bulky, heaving white shirt and just leaving herself in a black, half-tank top she dawned underneath it. Today had been, by far, one of the worst ones of her life. None of her teammates were around, they were all busy that day, And as for everyone else? They didn't have time either, can you believe that? And on today of all days, the day she wanted to forget everything and just do something that she would have to completely focus on. Today is the very day of the anniversary of her parents' death, during the Kyuubi attack on the village, sixteen years ago. This day also being known as a certain Uzumaki's birthday, but she didn't burden that as such. She knew it wasn't Naruto's fault, and she didn't view it as that at all. She was only a year old, and now the only thing she had left of them was three pictures. One taken of her, herself, and her father on the day she was born, a pictur
The milkmaid (part 1)The milkmaid (part 1)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That's really good but I think there is still something missing..."
Lera took a few steps back, eyeing her young comrade speculatively. There was indeed something missing but she couldn't pinpoint what precisely at this instant. In front of her, Kiddo was sulking, looking awkward and pissed.
Lera snapped her fingers and grinned, small wrinkles of merriment crinkling the corner of her bottle green eyes.
"I know! The hair!"
"Can't I just keep my hair up? It's bothering enough as it is..."
"No, Kiddo. Farm girls do tend to like to have their hair braided, it's less bothersome that way. Here, let me show you."
Nimble fingers started to weave through the thick mane of the girl who barely sighed, resigned now to what seemed like an ineluctable fate.
"It's true that you have had no one to teach you about this, Kiddo. Generally it's the mothers that teach that to their children. A four strands braids for the young woman seeking a companion, the hidden braid for the secret lover, the twisted b
Expectations - NejiTen Month 2012*~Expectations~*Expectations - NejiTen Month 20123 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sometime well after midnight, the downpour ceased and the sky cleared over the capital of the Land of Rain. Hyuuga Neji lay in bed in the modest inn, flat on his back, white eyes open without a hint of tiredness as he watched the shifting patterns of moonlight across the ceiling. The weight of his increasing responsibilities -- both those imposed by himself and those others desired to impose -- felt like a giant hand on his chest, pushing him down, down, until he was sure he'd dissolve into the earth, never to be seen again.
ANBU. Liason between the main and branch portions of his family. His "duty" to marry and advance the strength of the clan.
Very few times in his life had Neji ever experienced the urge to scream -- none of which he especially wanted to remember. He preferred to think of himself as a rational, calm, and above all self-controlled person. But right then he felt like screaming. At the top of his lungs. And once he starte