Tenten was practically sprinting across the street. One hand was around the grocery bag, which was slipping. The other hand was holding a grande latte. The lid was off, and Tenten had been sipping her delicious Starbucks coffee every few minutes. She glanced at the giant digital clock on the building across the street. Yeah, she was going to be late for work.

Tenten cried out in surprise. Her heel caught in the concrete, and she tripped. She tried to catch her balance, but she felt herself falling.

"Oof!"

She looked up into impossibly cold eyes which were pupil-less and white. Neji?No, this couldn't be Neji. He wasn't pale enough and was a bit shorter than him.

"What do you think you're doing?" the man demanded.

Tenten glanced at her coffee cup, which was now empty. The remainder of the beverage was all over the man's expensive looking tuxedo.

Tenten cringed. "I- I'm sorry, sir. I can pay for dry cleaning."

He narrowed his white eyes at her. "You think it's that easy? I send my clothes to get dry-cleaned in Milan."

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to," Tenten stated, "And I would gladly pay for dry cleaning."

The man scoffed at her. "Don't bother."

He walked in the opposite direction. Tenten looked down at her broken heel. She groaned. She was definitely was going to be late for work.

Hiashi, CEO of Hyuuga Corporations, was not happy. The coffee wasn't hot, but it was still warm. His suit was incredibly uncomfortable. How dare that woman spill her coffee on him. What was she thinking? He got off the elevator, and walked over to his secretary.

"Mr. Hyuuga, is something wrong?" she asked, her black eyes piercing into his.

"Yes, something is very wrong," he answered calmly.

She adjusted her orange hair, which was in two pigtails.

"What happened, Mr. Hyuuga?" she inquired worriedly.

"A woman spilled coffee on my brand new suit," Hiashi stated, "Cancel all my appointments today. I'm in a bad mood."

His secretary looked incredulous. "All of them?" she asked.

"Yes, all of them," he answered, walking into his office.

"Mr. Hyuuga, even the meeting with your nephew?"

When Tenten walked into her apartment, her feet were aching. She had just walked five blocks barefoot.

"Sakura? Are you up? And can I borrow your shoes?"

Her pink-haired friend stepped out of the bathroom. "Yeah, sure. You can use my spare heels. What happened to yours though?"

"My heel caught on a crack in the concrete. I spilled my coffee on a guy's suit. It looked new, and he got really mad."

"Dang, girl. That's horrible. But more importantly, did you get what I asked you to get?" Sakura asked.

Tenten handed Sakura the grocery bag and snorted. "Yeah. Although I don't know why it was necessary to get chocolate chip cookies and alcohol."

When Sakura grinned at her, Tenten knew.

"Naruto, I can't come to Sakura's party," Neji stated nonchalantly into his phone.

"Aww, come on! Neji, you are such a killjoy!" Naruto whined.

Neji resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "No, Naruto. You don't understand, as usual. I mean I literally can't go to Sakura's party."

"But Neji! Tenten is going to be there!" Naruto whined, "And we all know how much you love Tenten!"

Neji felt a pang. Tenten was going to be there?

"Naruto, I have meetings with my Uncle all day. And afterwards, I should probably get working on business stuff, " Neji said, "Even if I wanted to go, I couldn't."

"But Neji! Tenten is going to be there!" Naruto whined once more.

Neji scowled and hung up the phone. Once again, Naruto did not comprehend the situation.

After he clicked the end call button, he glanced up to see his uncle's secretary.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hyuuga. Mr. Hyuuga has canceled all his appointments today."

Neji blinked. "What do you mean by canceled? He never cancels his appointments."

His secretary shrugged. "He was in a bad mood. A woman spilled her coffee on his brand new suit."

Neji nodded. He could understand his uncle's irritation.

Neji stood. "I guess I'll meet with my uncle another time."

When Tenten walked into her apartment, she scowled. The party was already in full swing. Sakura's heels were killing her, and she could really do with a foot massage right around now.

She pried the five-inch heels off her feet and walked over to the unoccupied couch in the living room. The living room was deserted. Tenten guessed all the guests were in the kitchen doing shots or something. She began to massage her left foot when she heard a deep baritone voice.

"Tenten."

She glanced up into white eyes much kinder than the ones she had seen earlier.

"Oh, hi Neji. How was your day?" she inquired.

"Horrible. I had a series of meetings scheduled with my uncle, but he canceled at the last minute," he stated, sitting down next to her.

"That doesn't sound fun," she said, her nose wrinkling.

He chuckled slightly and took one of her feet in his hands.

"Looks like you didn't have fun today either. Your feet appear to be in awful shape."

Tenten could hardly believe it. Neji, the man who despised parties, was here. He was in her house touching her feet.

She couldn't help but feel a bit awkward. Neji had been her best friend for years. Two weeks ago, everything changed. He told her he loved her, but she hadn't seen him since that day.

Suddenly, the volume of the music increased.

He glanced at her. "Tenten, do you think your feet can handle a dance?"

Her feet were sore and aching, but Neji was never a willing dance partner.

"One dance," she said, swinging her feet off the couch and standing up.

Shockingly, the living room was still deserted. Everyone was probably still in the kitchen drinking. He rested a hand on her lower back, and they swayed to the music. She wanted to cherish the moment and made it through several more songs, but when her feet couldn't take anymore, she went to sit back down on the couch. He followed and stared at her intently.

Suddenly, a blonde woman was standing in front of the duo, smirking.

"Shikamaru just told me something interesting. Apparently, you two finally got together," Temari stated.

Tenten opened her mouth to tell Temari that no, technically she and Neji were not together. But, she was beaten to the punch.

"Tenten has been my girlfriend for two weeks."

When Temari retreated back to the kitchen, Tenten glanced at the pale man beside her.

"Pardon me?" Tenten asked.

"Hn?"

"You never asked me to be your girlfriend!" Tenten accused.

"You don't want to be my girlfriend?" Neji asked, a hint of hurt in his voice.

"Of course I do! You just never asked!"

Neji blinked at her. "I told you of my feelings."

Tenten smirked and shook her head. Poor Neji was so clueless when it came to relationships.

"Uncle, I'd like for you to meet my girlfriend," Neji said, gesturing for Tenten to come in.

Hiashi glanced up from his paperwork, but he tensed when he saw the familiar brown hair in two buns.

"You."

Haha. CONTEST.

Dedicating two more oneshots to reviewers who can correctly answer these questions:

1. What song is this oneshot loosely based off of?

2. Who is Hiashi's secretary?