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Fuck my life. Why you ask? Well summed up, I just started my second semester as a Sophomore in college today and my God damned History professor is not only 25 and teaching a class of horny ass 19 year olds; not only drop dead gorgeous. He's also my best friend's cousin, and my unrequited love of the past 5 years. His name is Neji, but in the classroom I suppose I should call him Professor Hyuuga.

He's...perfect. I realized this on Hinata's 15th birthday, pool parties are great aren't they? Neji taunted me all day in his clingy board shorts making me drool over his admirable physic. He's cut by the gods, had dark velvety hair, porcelain skin, and deep pale eyes; all wrapped up in a pretty little package that said 'too old for you'.

That was then, I was only 15 and he was 20; all mature and shit. But I'm almost 20 now. Extremely legal and extremely rejected.

On my 18th birthday I threw myself at him, but he turned me down scowl and all; saying how I was like a sister, and he could never look at me that way.

Fuck my life. So now almost 2 years later I'm still very smitten with Neji, and he is still very aware.

And here I am. Front and center to his class, open mouthed, and gawking at my crush who seems completely unfazed by my presence. His smooth deep voice pulls me from my staring.

"OK class I'm Mr. Hyuuga, Mrs. Copperfield's replacement. I've been made aware of her teaching method/curriculum, and what you've been taught so far. I'm also aware of your grades and how you fair in a World Government course...Do not try to test me. I'm not a tolerant man." He pauses to glance at me. Amusement. Finally a reaction. "That being said, we will continue the plan to turn in your essays on the superior world government, due Wednesday by 11:59PM, sharp." I jot down a reminder in my calendar. I'm nothing if not serious about History. Neji's smirk plays on his lips. I hear a room full of girly giggles, and so it begins.

After our hour of steady lecturing, and steady sighing, by my oh so eager to learn, classmates. The period ended. I gathered my things carefully like normal, and unlike normal I was not last to leave. Sakura stood hovering over Neji's desk pushing up her non-existent cleavage; and smiling seductively.

"Mr. Hyuuga? While I enjoyed your lecture; I must confess I'm a bit confused by the premise of your argument." Neji cocked his eyebrow at her.

"Strange you had an A in this class Ms. Haruno. It seems prior to my arrival you had a perfect understanding of the material." He pauses, glancing at me. "However giving the change in scenery I suppose I could provide you a tutor to help you." Her smile flat lined, but she quickly caught herself.

"As long as you tutor me." She winked. Gross

"That wouldn't help your situation much given I just taught you, and you seemed to have become ignorant from my teaching." Ouch.

"I suppose I could try a bit harder." She surcame. I grin as she sways her boney ass out the door, and drop my bag onto his desk.

"Nice to see you Tenten." He says nonchalantly; not turning up from his folders. I purse my lips.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He lifts his eyes, again amused. I circle the desk and wrap my arms around his shoulders flattening my palms against the hard plains of his chest.

"What kind of fun is that?" He questions. I smile coyly, turning his chair to face me and leaning down to rest my hands on his knees suggestively.

"I didn't know fun was an option." His smirk falls. I stratle his lap, lacing my fingers into his hair. "I haven't seen you in too long Neji."

"Stop Tenten. You aren't just an inappropriate age anymore. You're my student." I bight my lip, glad he never says he wasn't attracted to me. Even if I was fooling myself.

"I'm almost fucking 20 Neji you aren't that old." Neji's lips quirk up. I tug at his hair forcing him to make eye contact with me. "All of your students were eye fucking you for the past hour, get used to the attention." He shifts my weight a bit making us more comfortable.

"So the hard, no-nonsense teacher thing didn't work huh?" I lean closer; dragging my nails down his taunt, muscular torso.

"I'd say it worsened your case...Neji why can all of these other girls gawk at you but for me it's so unreasonable?" He grips my hips shifting me closer. I gasp.

"So you say, and yet your the one sitting on my lap." I let out a throaty mewl, pressing my lips barely against his. He pulls back.

"God, I want you." I say breathlessly. His smirk comes back across his face again.

"Haven't you always. Ever sense you were fucking 15." I push out my bottom lip.

"Are you gonna hold that over me forever. You were hot, wet, and shirtless." I reply quietly.

"And for a 15 year old you were much to attractive in that bikini." I gasp, looking up through my lashes. "You'll get over me Tenten. Don't worry." He assures. I lean in, pressing my lips fully to his now. I wiggle my hips and dig my fingers into his hair. Kissing down his throat, I whisper under his ear.

"Don't count on it." His grunt encourages me. I make my way back up to his mouth.

Tracing his lips with my index finger, I lean in. His mouth pulls together. I bight the inside of my lip and dip my finger into his hesitant mouth. I let his tongue circle my finger before he bights lightly. I gasp lightly and pull my finger away bringing it to my own lips. His eyes go dark and my pelly tightens. I run my tongue against my finger and return it to it's place, tangled into his hair.

"Where the hell did you learn that?" He questions, voice ragged. I cock my head at him, and he begins to chuckle. "You...are the most seductive woman I've ever met." I lick my lips slowly.

"That that makes you the most frigid man I've ever met." His crooked grin spreads onto his face.

"It's called pride, Tenten." I scowl. "Come here." He said, roughly crashing my lips to his. His tongue immediately invades my mouth; and I moan pressing myself into him.

Please don't be a joke. Please don't be a joke. Please don't be a joke.

"Oh my God!" I hear a gasp, and quickly pull away from Neji to see the headmaster. Oh shit.

"Headmaster. I know what this looks like, but please let me explain." He rushes, holding my hips in place. Either he's lost his flippin mind, or has a plan. I bight my lower lip looking down in shame.

"Please don't tell me she fucking seduced you, or some stupid shit like that." She says tapping her foot. She sure has a colorful mouth. Neji keeps calm.

"She did seduce me...but that was nearly 2 years ago when I married her." Crazy man say what? He runs his fingers down my back reassuringly; while the headmaster has her mouth hanging in shock.

"Married? She's a kid." Neji's eyes narrow fractionally.

"She's almost 20, and I recently turned 25. It's not a big deal. Too us, or our family." I look into his eyes. I suppose my lust is dominating the confusion in my eyes, or he'd have corrected me.

"It's an...odd situation." Her wheels are turning. I see it, she takes in our questionable position; our lust filled stares; our relationship as teacher and student. I find my voice, because I know what she's thinking. Separate them.

"Please let me stay in his class. You haven't seen the way girls stare at my husband. It'd make me uncomfortable." Her face shifts.

"But your husband grading your schoolwork." She replies disapprovingly, I shake my head.

"Have the T/A do it. Neji never has to see my work. Please Sunade." I beg. Neji looks...impressed.

"If this goes downhill, I will retain the authority to remove you from his class." She states assuredly. I grin.

"Thank you!" I stand quickly, as does Neji.

"I might be sitting in on a few of your classes to make sure things remain...educational." Neji nods tightly. I lace my fingers with his, and focus back on him.

"Tenten...My next class will be coming in. I think you should go. I'll see you at home." I smile at him, and turn away. Neji quickly reaches out to snag my wrist; pulling me into his chest. I gasp, staring up at him with my wrist still in his grasp. His crooked smile reappears. "I love you." I swallow the lump in my throat, present thanks to Neji's false confession.

"I love you too." I reply with a smile. Sadly...I meant it. I lean up on my toes placing a chaste kiss on his cheek, and turning out the door.

Fuuuck! I don't know what to do with myself. Neji had taken to toying with my feelings sense I turned 18. Hence the position we were found in, but this time...we were caught.

I stand in front of the Hyuuga estate. Finding my way up to Neji's room; I hear his piano filling the halls and somewhat regret disturbing him, but I'm too damn confused not too. Shoving the door open I see Neji turning his shoulder to me, eyebrow cocked, and fingers still playing expertly on the keys.

"When I said I'd see you at home...I wasn't being serious." His smirk tugging at his lips as he turns fully toward me and away from the keys.

"I like the story you gave her." I smile crookedly. "Very believable." His face doesn't faulter. I step toward him leaving his legs between mine. His hands immediately find my hips.

"I did...want you in class today." He says looking mildly ashamed. My eyes snap to his.

"You could have taken me. Right there in front of the headmaster." Neji sits stoned faced.

"It's wrong." I shift closer, resting my forehead on the crook his neck.

"What are you searching for?" Neji shrugs.

I can't wait for him anymore. This is utterly ridiculous, 5 years of my life are lost on this man. I never dated, or had sex, or held a guys fucking hand; because I was hung up in this indecisive prick. I feel my eyes begin to sting, and swallow hard, locking my watery eyes on him. "I can't...wait anymore." His eyebrow cocks and he smirks.

"You're finally giving up on me? It took you long enough." I nod briskly. "This will be...different." I look away for a moment, and back hoping my teary eyes have cleared a bit. Neji stood to wrap his arms around my shoulders. I shove off of him quickly feeling the tug in my heart.

"I don't want to be your toy, or your sister, or the little girl who's had a crush on you, or your fucking acquaintance. I'm your student." Neji's cocky grin crosses his face once more.

"Interesting." I turn, heading out of his room.

"I'm glad you approve, Professor Hyuuga." I reply, and I'm gone.

I was watching the series, and how hostile Neji is. I wanted to kind of play that up, just a little. Please review, and favorite, read my other stories, and subscribe. I have several ideas I hope to finish soon. Sarapbuhay. (;