Author's Note: Ha Ha Ha well lookie here. another Tenji, unexpected I know. Well I'm sick right now and I just had some apple cinnamon spice tea which I have to say is very addicting. I never drink tea for the soul reason that it makes me high, seriously. I just had some and had an inspiration to write this. Kinda weird huh?

Have a, errr, day,

~Fake Bliss

Tenten sat under their spot, waiting.

"It's that time of day again." Maybe he won't get away this time.

There was a thundering like elephants on stampede.

"NEJI-KUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Tenten smiled.

Five,

four,

three,

two…

"HAKKE HYAKU NIJUHACHI SHO!"

"AAAHHHHHHH!!!"

There were a few moments of silence before Neji entered the clearing, their clearing. The only place Tenten ever felt where she could relax, where she was truly safest. Right there, in their special training area, with Neji.

"Back from lunch I see." Tenten grinned at his misery. Although he was trying his hardest to hide it, the Hyuga was exhausted and paranoid.

"Hn."

Tenten took that for a "Shut up, stop grinning, and drop it," and also as, "we'll begin in ten minutes."

She watched as Neji settled at the base of a tree and began meditating, eyes closed. She grinned sadistically. Time for my favorite part of the week. With that, Tenten got up and stretched, pulling out a kunai and twirling it around a finger.

Let's begin with a hook.

"You know, that Uchiha kid is kinda cute." She hit a nearby target with the kunai.

Neji's eyes shot open. Tenten licked her lips.

Bait him.

"He kind of reminds me of you in a way. Quiet, calm and collected on the outside, brood—"

"Don't compare me with that imbecile."

Make him bite.

"Such harsh words Neji." Tenten walked towards Neji slowly. "You shouldn't offend anyone when they're not here. Kind of makes you the imbecile, but when it comes to comparing you two—"

"I'm a lot better than that Uchiha will ever be."

Fight over life.

"Oh really now? And if you where in a fight, who would win?" Such an obvious answer but what the heck.

"I think you know the answer to that Tenten."

Infuriate him.

She stopped in front of him and cocked her head to the side. "You're right. Sasuke would totally win."

"In which parallel dimension?"

Get him to take the bait.

"When it comes to looks, well, Sasuke does have a duck's butt for a head…but you my friend," Tenten met a hard glare that said no. "Look like a girl from behind."

Tenten was rammed harshly against a tree. Neji's face was inches from hers.

"Do you wish to continue?" His voice was icy.

Tenten inwardly smiled.

Yank the line.

"When it comes to the number of fangirls—"

"I'll have you know that the number is even."

Tenten smirked.

Reel it in.

"Since when did you start counting them Neji-kun?" His grip faltered and Tenten took this opportunity to ram him into the ground, her legs straddling his waist. She leaned down to his face, their foreheads touching.

"Well in that case, Neji-kun, I think you forgot one."

Their lips met.

Score.