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20 October 2006 @ 12:35 pm
Round Robin [ Festival Event ]  
Our first event for this festival. A simple Round Robin game. I will provide you with a small excerpt, and you will follow. Still confused? Just look at the rules.

Round Robin Rules
- This event, I repeat, STARTS NOW.
- Members who are participating are listed on the first post, and you will go in the exact order from that list.
- Wait until your turn. Don't skip anyone unless the person before you does not post in a timely manner and a moderator for this thread writes the word SKIP.
- If you can't think up anything, just post the word SKIP and the next member will be allowed to go. You will not be taken out of the game if you post this.
- If a member does not post within 12 HOURS, you will be skipped automatically for the first time. If you are skipped for a second time, you will be taken off of the Round Robin list. Please don't abuse the time limit.
- Remember that each post has a word limit. You CANNOT double post, so make sure that you get your story/point across effectively.
- YOU DO NOT HAVE TO BE A WRITING GOD FOR THIS CONTEST, BUT YOU MUST AT LEAST BE ABLE TO FORM A LOGICAL SENTENCE AND PASS THE STORY ALONG. I do NOT want to see any net speak during this. I will just delete the post and ask the next member to continue if that is the case.
- When posting, please don't comment to the previous user. It wouldn't make sense to since the next person wouldn't even know anyway. This will keep us from those annoying tiny comments. :)


Don't forget your order please. So, with that said, let's get the game underway. Here is your start off point. Make up whatever you want from here. If there are any questions, please post them in the sign up thread here. If you want me to remind you if you are going next, please leave your email in the sign up thread as well and I will email you when it is your turn. Have fun!

"You do realize how ridiculous this all is, right?"
Current Mood: gigglygiggly
Self-Proclaimed Savior Of No One At All: NaruSakuypaladinofchaos on October 20th, 2006 05:22 pm (UTC)
"Yeah, I know."

"No, I don't think you do." Green eyes glittered with annoyance. "I mean, do you even know if Neji likes Tenten?"

Blonde hair moved in a nod. "Do you remember that party we threw after I kicked the bastard's ass? He told me."

A glare. "What did you do?"

A nervous swallow. "Erm... Ispikedthepunchokay?"

"WHAT? NARUTO!" Sakura lunged forward, and grabbed him bodily, shaking her teammate with rapid, angered movements. "Is that where Tsunade-sama's sake stores went?"

"Erm..." Naruto didn't have time to respond- the guilt look on his face was enough.

"I knew that 'guy's night out' idea was just an excuse for you to sneak liquor."

"... Sakura-chan... could you just hear me out? I've got a plan to help Neji and Tenten!"

Sakura glanced at him suspiciously. "Why are you helping them out anyway?"

"'Cause Neji is my friend." Naruto answered quickly.

Sakura glared.

"... okay, because I made a bet with Sasuke." Naruto admitted sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. "Now, are you going to help me, or not?"

Sakura thought about it for a moment, then nodded reluctantly. "I suppose..."

Naruto grinned. "Then here's what you have to do..."
Kimmytwerksie on October 21st, 2006 04:46 am (UTC)
"What?" Sakura whispered indignantly after Naruto had filled her in to the "brilliant" plan, trying and failing to return her face to its normal color.

"What's wrong with it?" Naruto whimpered, and took a cautious step back when he noticed her hand, at her side, twitching. He had no doubt that that hand was itching to get around her neck.

"What do you mean what's wrong with it?!" she demanded, looking around as though certain someone was watching them, even though no one could have cared less. "Why do I have to do it? Why can't Ino-pig do it?"

"Because Ino would never agree."

"And what makes you think I will?"

Naruto had no answer for this, and instead said, "Please, Sakura-chan?"




"Why not?"



"Naruto! If I do agree to this, what exactly do I get in return?"

"...I won't bother you for two days."

"A week."

"...two days."

"Two weeks."

"...Three days?"

"Three weeks."

"...one week."


So went the sequence of events that had Haruno Sakura trekking to Hyuuga Neji's compound dressed in a french maid outfit, with inappropriate amounts of kunoichi skin showing.
furychromatic on October 21st, 2006 06:43 am (UTC)
SKIP because my brain can't function at 3 AM. X_X
YOUR CHILDREN DESERVE LEXCORP JETPACKS: love if i laugh (nejiten)yesthatnagia on October 21st, 2006 03:11 pm (UTC)
The idea had been stupid, Sakura fumed to herself (in the back of her mind, Inner Sakura was beyond fuming; she was now screaming and destroying things and scheduled to move on to maiming people any minute now). The idea had been dumb enough to make a brutally retarded gnat look about as smart as Shikamaru. And the clothing! The clothing had been degrading. And the shoes. The shoes! They were-- well they had been just plain evil.

They weren't degrading or evil anymore because Sakura had just tucked the outfit into a cloth sack and chucked it, shoes and all, off a bridge and into a river.

(Clan Aburame would eventually find a sack of clothing-- very strange and somewhat terrifying in its implications-- floating in the koi pond they'd made by damming off a stream. How it got there, why, and who put it there would remain unknown to the clan for generations to come. Shino himself would spend years defending himself against his family's assumptions that he a. had a French Maid fetish, b. perhaps liked the koi pond a bit too much, and c. had brought Hyuuga Hinata to said beloved koi pond for a night of drunken fetish indulgence. But that is an entirely different story, one I'm probably not allowed to tell.)

He had told her to leave. Neji, voted number one in Konoha for Most Repressed Emotions-- fine, not really, but if they had voted on that, he would have been!-- had told her to leave! How, exactly, did a teenaged boy who had evidently been repressing everything from dire rage to petty annoyance to (presumably) wild teenaged male lust tell somebody in a French Maid fetish costume to just leave?

Then again, what had she been expecting? After all, Neji had more repressed emotions than anybody this side of Sasuke. The boy probably had more internal pressure than a Carbonated Beverage can. Considering he could see people completely naked if he so wanted, somebody in a French Maid costume was probably a piece of cake to resist.

Sakura perked up. And, really, if he hadn't had the willpower to resist, what would that have said about him? Nothing good.

Even if he'd been a total jerk about telling her to leave.


The shoji door to his room practically slammed open. Neji opened it with enough force that the door bounced against the farthest point in the frame with a loud noise. Neji's grip on the door was white-knuckled and his eyebrows had furrowed into what Sakura was fairly sure was the Hyuuga family's standard Going To Kill You Now expression.

"How may I help you."

His words were polite, but there was an edge in his tone (and a certain flat intonation at the very end) that spoke very clearly of This had better be good, or I'll put a burst of chakra through your heart.

"Uhm, well, I--"

She tried to stick to the script. She did! But being able to say that stuff to Naruto was one thing-- Naruto didn't look at her like he was going to kill her for being in the Branch House dorms.

"--if you are not here for anything important, please leave. I'm rather busy today."

And with that, he turned around and closed the door in her face.

blue_black_cat on October 21st, 2006 04:11 pm (UTC)
Behind closed doors, Neji fumed. That bubble-headed girl (quite literally speaking as her hair was the color of bubble-gum) was either supremely desperate after further rejections from Uchiha and thought since they were both on the generally cold side of life—he more so than Uchiha because he just was—that she’d give him a shot, or she was just stupid and had been dared into it. Neji would like to think it was the former, as it would provide well for his greatness over Uchiha, but was more inclined to believe in the latter.

He nearly stalked away and back to his meditation until another knock resounded and he was forced to turn back to the shoji door. If it was Sakura then he’d most likely have to kill her. Once again, he slammed the door open and was about to tell the girl off again when a voice broke through his hazy rage.

“Hey, why’d I just see Sakura in a French Made costume?” Tenten blinked up at him owlishly, one hand on her hip the other idly fiddling with a kunai.

If Neji was not cool-as-ice he would have balked. Instead, he merely stated matter-of-fact, “It is none of our concern whether or not she wishes to parade around in a fetish getup.”

Tenten rolled her eyes. “You mean if she was ‘parading’ around the village, it would be none of our concern. But, as I recall, she was ‘parading’ around the Hyuuga Compound.” She smiled cheekily when Neji’s eyebrow began to twitch.

“May I inquire as to why you are here?” He was still awkward over how to interact with her, so he decided that politeness and maybe the way he’d treated her before would be a wiser course of action than to make a fool of himself and admit that he had no idea how to treat those he was fond of.

She wrinkled her nose and he decided it was fairly cute. “Neji, we were supposed to go training! Did you forget?” She stopped twirling the kunai around her index finger and cocked her head to the side, eyes narrowing. “You forgot, right? Guess that means even the Hyuuga Genius isn’t perfect!” Her tone was light, teasing, and he wasn’t sure how to react.

Mentally, in the back of his mind, he decided to go by an ‘Interacting with People for Dummies’ book before shaking his head. “No, I did not forget. I apologize if I was late for our scheduled meeting; would you like to leave now?” His hand slid away from the shoji door and fell to his side innocently.

She smiled and nodded.
Brinabrina_mezzaluna on October 22nd, 2006 07:33 am (UTC)
However, inside, Tenten was roaring with laughter as her imagination was running wild (as usual). The sight of the normally prim and proper Sakura dressed in a tight French Maid outfit was enough to make her inner self burst into laughter. However, Tenten, being a very nice person and a good friend of Sakura, did not laugh, simply because she knew how fierce the bubblegum-haired kunoichi could be when she was angry.

In fact, everyone in the village knew. Naruto was a walking reminder for Sakura's rage to whoever who had thoughts of angering her.

Suddenly, a rather weird image popped out in her mind. How would her team look like if they were forced into a French maid costume each?

As soon as she thought about it, the images conjured in her mind about Gai and Lee were totally weird.



And the two would embrace, in the beautiful sunset, with their french maid costume.

The thought of Lee and her sensei embracing was already odd enough, but in a french maid costume? She let out a amused snort and giggled, much to the surprise of Neji.

"Tenten?" Upon hearing Neji's voice, Tenten snapped back to attention, and smiled sheepishly at him. However, as the two walked silently to their training grounds, Tenten was lost in YET another dream-imagination of hers.

Imagine... Neji in a french maid costume! The thought of the stoic Hyuuga in a french maid costume was enough to make her roar in laughter. But in retrospect, he would look quite pretty in it... right?

That's it. Tenten was now determined to see Neji in a french maid outfit. A huge, uber-sadistic grin formed on her face as she began to think how to carry out "Operation Get-Neji-Into-French-Maid-costume"

"Tenten? Are you all right?" Neji was concerned, and a little terrified of that sadistic grin on his teammate's face. She hadn't been acting normally ever since she saw Sakura in a French maid costume...

Little did he know what Tenten had in store for him.

auxunauxiaauxunauxia on October 23rd, 2006 03:24 am (UTC)
How, oh how...

The question resounded in her mind over and over again. Not like a broken record, but more of like a ripple through a lake. With effects which can be felt across the entire surface on a clear day.

And indeed, the sun was shinning, the birds were chirping and there was not a cloud in the sky. The perfect day for a well made plan.

The only question of it, went back to how.

They arrived at the sparring field. And without even a bit of hesitation, began the daily stretches that had become a habit for them as breathing or walking, ever since the month prior to the finals of the chuunin exams.

Like any excellent kunoichi, deception was a large part of Tenten's game. Being around the Hyuuga prodigy ironically enough, has helped her greatly in this department. It was usually hard to keep things from him, but nevertheless she'd grown good at it over the years.

"I'm perfectly alright Neji. As alright as anyone can be after seeing Sakura-san in a French maid outfit. My question to you is, are you alright? Seeing a pretty girl like her in such a way had no affect on you at all?"

A steady quiet followed her question.

They finished their stretches, and proceeded into the katas.

"You know me very little if you think that I'd be affected by such a display."

"That's true... you never seem to be very interested in girls."

The art of deception was more like a parry than a block. A skilled parry turns the opponent's movement and makes it into one's own attack.

"You're not affected by girls... so I wonder... are you ever affected by guys?"

"No. Don't even think of something so ridiculous."

Besides the art of deception, something else she had also learned... how to take advantage of any openings she saw available in a virtually fail-proof defense.

"Why's it so ridiculous, Neji? Haven't you ever been curious about your own preferences? Likes and dislikes? Having feelings for the opposite sex is normal for people our age. It's sort of abnormal for you not to have them at all."

The katas were finised. They began to engage in a light spar. Tenten retrieved her kunai, and Neji his. They would gradually move on to more serious fighting in which the conversation would have to end. But before that...

"I have them. But I prefer not to let them get in the way."

Aha... an openning.
Hyuuga Tenten: nejiten fated heaven fsthyuugatenten on October 23rd, 2006 01:59 pm (UTC)
"Not to let them get in the way, Neji?" Tenten sharply angled an uppercut to Neji's jaw. Neji deflected this move easily with his forearm. His right foot slid back as Tenten decided to thrust her left elbow towards his solar plexus.

It connected.

Neji righted himself. "Why this sudden spark in conversation? We're normally serious about sparring." An aristocratic eyebrow rose as Neji crossed his arms and dropped his sparring demeanor.

"What do you mean, I'm serious about sparring." Tenten broke into a cheeky grin. "In fact I just got a hit off of you."

As far an any observer could tell, Neji's face had not changed. But believe me. A pout was there. A sexy, stoic, barely noticable pout, but a pout nonetheless.

"Go ahead and get this nonsensical logic out of you mind now because I want to train, and your line of though is obviously a hindrance."

Tenten locked her fingertips behind her back in an unconsciously habitual, childish manner. She stepped up to Neji timidly, all part of her ruse by the way, and level her eyes with his as much as she could despite a 6 inch height difference.

"How far are you willing to go to... prove that..."

Being the male minded male that Neji is, a few unanswered questions ran through his mind of to what she could possibly be asking him.

"Prove what Tenten?"

He asked in a slightly more strained voice. She was in his space, questioning his sexuality and asking him somewhat provocative questions. Despite the influence of Neji's of brand of Main House-emotional-and-social repression issues, he was pretty sure that that gleam in Tenten's eyes could imply either pleasure OR pain, he was not sure which though.

"To prove if-" she stopped mid-question and tilted her face upward. Sunlight dappled her face through the trees. "Are you a... betting man Hyuuga Neji?"

"A betting man?" Neji sweatdropped in his mind.

"Would you be interested in taking up a little wager with me?"

Neji weighed his options. He considered that maniacal gleam that lit her eyes earlier. Why not, you only live once, pushed Neji's reasoning. "Sure, what are we wagering over?"

"Loser has to fulfil one request of the winner no matter what. Are you sure you still want to play?" Tenten smirked. She actually smirked. Run Neji, run.

"Sure, what's this... bet." He HAD to agree. His pride as the Hyuuga prodigy was on the line. Even if no one else knew about it.

"Well you see," started Tenten mirthfully, "One of us will have to..."
wingsover: puppywingsover on October 23rd, 2006 06:01 pm (UTC)
"Dobe," Sasuke smirked at his teammate. "I knew you were going to lose."

"Shu' th' fu' u', Sashkay!" Naruto mumbled angrily through his dislocated jaw. Sakura had been very obvious in her disapproval of her experiences in Hyuugaland. He worked his jaw from side to side, wincing as he felt it pop back into place. His teammates knowing about his enhanced healing - Sakura could hardly miss it, with her access to his medical records - was a decidedly mixed blessing. Their respect was welcome, but not so much their assumption that he made an excellent training dummy/stress-relief. Naruto rubbed at the various knots and contusions on his face,swiping away a small trail of blood, as he waited for the swelling to go down enough to talk normally. When it did - a matter of about eighteen seconds - he swallowed, checked his teeth to make sure none had come loose, then spat at Sasuke: "It should have worked! Neji's a FREAK, that's all, not reacting to Sakura-chan in a costume like that..." His eyes glazed over slightly.

Sasuke watched in disgust. "Your Sannin was a pervert," he muttered. Naruto thought about retorting that Orochimaru was a damn sight creepier and more perverted than even Ero-Sennin (the stories Jiraiya had about his teammate were frightening) but decided not to. They didn't bring up Sasuke's time in the Sound Village more than necessary.

"You're going about it all wrong," Sasuke announced. "It's not the weapons-girl you have to get jealous. The guy's a Hyuuga, they are very serious about the whole 'my woman, eyes off'."

"Don't you mean, 'hands off'?" Naruto queried, honestly interested.

"No, eyes. It's a doujutsu thing." Sasuke smirked, then hopped down from the tree branch he had been ever so coolly sprawling on. "I'll show you how to do it right."

"What are you going to do?" Naruto asked, torn between being fascinated by Sasuke's plan and hating the fact that the bastard might win the bet.

"I'm going to kick Hyuuga's ass in gear," Sasuke said, smirking and sticking his hands in his pockets. "Let's see him worry about his woman when an Uchiha comes into the game."

* * *

Meanwhile, at a training field not too far away...

Cleo: A Good Friend!istoria on October 24th, 2006 02:37 pm (UTC)
(twelve hours passed, I'm posting)

Indignation is not a Hyuuga trait. And yet there, encompassing the total sum of his emotions (limited as they were), was just that in Neji's reply.

"Absolutely not," he replied.

"So you're rescinding on the bet then."

He flustered a bit, just barely but enough for his teammate of many years to see. "I don't see the point," he attempted.

She put her hands on her hips. "It is a well known fact that there is always a heartthrob for ever genin class. You were ours, Sasuke was his year's. The debate over who was the better resulted in the kunoichi of our classes regularly coming to blows. In fact, there is still resentment over the whole affair."

"If you had time to debate things like that, you should have been training."

"Please, as if I would get involved with petty squabbles," she replied waving him off immediately. Almost too quickly, he noted. "Look at it this way, this will finally bring closure and peace to the kunoichi of the village."

He didn't know what to say. "Uchiha will never agree."

"Agree to what?"

As if on cue, the brooding heir of the Uchiha clan meandered into the forest. Tenten's face lit up on seeing him and despite his initial plan to make Neji jealous, he suddenly felt some trepidation over her joy in seeing him.

"Neji and I are making a bet. I think that if it came down to it, you would be able to get more girls to agree to go on a date with you then he would."

Sasuke looked over at Neji. Neji looked over at Sasuke.

"Che, like I would ever lose to him," Sasuke remarked.

"Exactly. As I stated before Tenten, he would never..." Neji paused and looked over at the other prodigy as he finally heard the response. "You can't honestly think you have a chance."

Sasuke gave a dismissing snort. "I used to feed an entire village with Valentine candy I got."

Neji's eyes narrowed. "They used to accuse me of killing an entire forest from the sheer volume of love letters I got."

"So!" Tenten said, jumping between them to prevent it into degrading into a real brawl. "We have a competition!" She paused. "In order to keep things fair, we'll need impartial observers to monitor your progress. Team Eight can monitor Sasuke, Team Ten can monitor Neji. I'll go straighten out the details with the other teams, you two can go get ready and we'll meet at the main gate at six in the evening."

Not wanting to risk either of them rescinding their agreement to participate, she disappeared in a plume of smoke instantly. The two prodigies, however, were not in the mood to back down.

"You're not getting anything out of winning," Neji observed.

Sasuke smirked. "Of course I am. I get the gratitude of your teammate which I'm sure will convince her to agree to go on a date with me."

The birds in the air suddenly disappeared. The forest around them seemed to wither back in fear. A cold wind blew through Konoha and even the great Hokage had to suppress a chill.

"Is there anything wrong, Hokage?" Shizune asked, seeing her mentor suddenly look pale.

"I just... have a bad feeling..." she replied.

* * *

As the sun set on Konoha, a small gaggle of people had collected at the front gate. It was originally supposed to be just the two teams that were helping in the judging but it was nearly impossible to keep it secret from the rest of the tightly knit group of friends.

In fact, ten of the original Konoha genins were there. The only two that were missing were the center players in the game. As the clock rolled over to fifteen minutes to six, both finally made their appearance.
wildcattmiss_wildcatt on October 25th, 2006 04:54 pm (UTC)
Posted using new journal.
Sasuke was the first to arrive. An amused assembly of their shinobi friends watched as he suddenly appeared, emerging from a whirlwind of faded autumn leaves. (Rather strangely, for it was still in the middle of spring.) There were quite a few appreciative noises from the kunoichi of the group; the Uchiha was dressed in a smart black suit, his jacket slung over a shoulder, tie loosened and sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Evidently he was going in for the kill.

Tenten smiled cheerfully when he stalked towards her, a confident smirk on his face. “Hello, Sasuke.”

She looked him up and down unabashedly, nodding approvingly. While secretly she thought that there was no comparison between the two heartthrobs of Konoha – like anyone could actually best Neji! - she was pretty sure that Sasuke would win the bet, simply because out of the two ice cubes Sasuke was younger, a little more reckless, more approachable. Neji, unlike Sasuke, was too afraid of showing a wilder side, of breaking the rules.

(Oh, how wrong she was.)

Her foremost reason for coming up with this bet – what she had managed to convince herself, anyway – was that she wanted to force Neji into wearing a French maid costume. However, a secret, more selfish motivation came from a hidden insecurity, a hidden fear............that perhaps she liked Hyuuga Neji a lot more than just a friend. Lately her hormones had been performing pirouettes with her emotions whenever the Hyuuga was involved but - but she was Kunoichi, Neji’s best friend and she simply couldn't be in love with him because it would spoil everything and he wouldn't want her anyway and - and challenging him to ask out as many girls as he could would surely prove that she couldn’t care less about who Hyuuga Neji had a romantic interest in, right?

(Oh, how wrong she was.)

“Hyuuga too scared to show up?” Sasuke raised an eyebrow, stepping up close so that Tenten had to look up to meet his eyes.

“In your dreams.”

Tenten glanced to her right and felt her heart flip. Hard.

In the background, Ino and Sakura swapped bemused glances at the possessive snarl that had edged Hyuuga Neji’s voice as he strode through the gate, past the silent cluster of shinobi. He headed straight for Tenten and Sasuke, a dangerous glint in his eyes as he glared at the Uchiha and his rather friendly proximity to his teammate.

Neji was dressed in the traditional grey kosode favoured by his clan, with the addition of two long, thin ceremonial swords tucked into his obi. Tenten couldn’t help but think wistfully that he looked very handsome, the warrior-at-leisure garb bringing out the fact that he was truly nobility to the bone.

“Hyuuga,” Sasuke greeted him sourly. Neji merely nodded, still eyeing the insubstantial distance between the Uchiha and Tenten.

“Let’s get this over with so we can go train, Tenten,” he told her gravely.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. “Funny. I was just about to ask her the same thing.”

“.....You were?” Tenten blinked.

Neji grit his teeth, glowering darkly at the man. “Tenten wouldn’t want to train with you.”

“That’s up to her, isn’t it?” To her immense surprise, Sasuke slid an arm easily over her shoulders, drawing her close to his chest. “Would you like to train with me after this little game has played out and Hyuuga here has admitted defeat, Tenten?”

“Why, you little – ”

“Whoa, whoa. I thought you two were supposed to ask other girls out, not Tenten,” Kiba broke in hastily.

“I wasn’t –” Neji began, but then stopped abruptly, a slightly confused expression on his face.
shawnyw: Untamedshawnyw on October 26th, 2006 05:01 pm (UTC)
(It's been 12 hours. I'm posting.)

“Actually, Kiba,” Sasuke smirked. “All girls in Konoha are fair game. The terms of the bet don’t exclude Tenten.” He turned back to Tenten. “Tenten, would you like to go out with me?”

“Absolutely not!”

Tenten glared at her teammate. Not that she wanted to go out with Sasuke, but… “Who do you think you are, Neji, that you can tell me who I can and can’t date?”

Tenten’s voice could have frozen magma. Even Sasuke felt chill go up his spine from Tenten’s killer intent. Considering he’d faced both Orochimaru and Itachi in battle, that was saying something. (Neither of them were slouches in the killer intent department.)

“Wait!” Neji’s instinct for self-preservation kicked-in. “I mean this was your idea. So you need to remain impartial to supervise our progress.”

Outwardly, Sasuke shrugged and remained as indifferent as ever. But Inner Sasuke crowed at Neji’s obvious display of jealousy. This is how you do it, Naruto. I hope you’re taking notes because I’m so going to rub this in during our next spar.

Tenten looked a little mollified.

“Sakura, would you like to go out with me?”

(Inner Sakura did a victory dance. “Yes! Finally, a date with Sasuke!”)

“I’d love to Sasuke.” Sakura gave Ino a superior smile. Take that, Ino-pig!

“What about you, Ino?”

“Of course, darling! Did you even need to ask?” Ino returned Sakura’s superior smile – with interest. Back at you, forehead-girl! (Over the years, Ino and Sakura had toned down their rivalry and were actually best friends again. But old habits are hard to break.)


“M-m-me?” Hinata stuttered. “B-but…”

“No way!” exclaimed Naruto and Kiba simultaneously.

“Naruto-kun… Kiba-kun…”

“Leave Hinata out of this you jerk!”

Sasuke hmmed. But he didn’t push the issue. He had bigger fish to fry.

“Well, Hyuuga. Looks like the score is 2-0. You’d better hurry. The early shinobi gets the prey. Or if you’d like, you can admit defeat right here.”

Neji grit his teeth and attempted to reign in his temper. Why that little…

* * *


Kakashi was having a good day.

He strolled leisurely into the Jounin break room (a spacious room with dozens of squashy chairs, nicked tables, and a kitchenette with an unending supply of coffee and tea for those late nights) his favorite book in hand. For once, he’d completed everything on his to-do list - and it wasn't even noon yet. Despite everyone’s belief to the contrary, Kakashi did have an extensive to-do list.

Complete and turn in mission reports? Check.

Visit the Memorial stone and pay his respects? Check.

Irritate at least one person by being extremely tardy? Check.

Oh wait. How could he have forgotten his daily encounter with a certain green-spandex clad jounin? Gai, Kurenai, and Asuma were already in the break room.

“Ah! My Eternal Rival Kakashi! Let us have another competition! The current score is 284 to 285 – in your favor. You must allow me the opportunity to regain victory! Hahaha!” Gai’s smile was blinding.

“Speaking of competitions,” Asuma interrupted, “have you heard what your darling students are up to today? Specifically, Neji and Sasuke? It appears they’re having a competition themselves.” Asuma quickly explained the purpose of the wager to his fellow jounin.

“Yosh! My Eternal Rival! The power of youth is moving me!” Gai had tears streaming down his face. “Our students reflect on us! If Neji wins, you must admit publicly that I am your better! If he does not (and Sasuke wins), then I will run around Konoha 100 times…” Gai paused for dramatic effect. “… On my hands!

“Eh… What was that? Did you say something, Gai?” Kakashi put his pinky in his ear and turned another page of his favorite book.

Gai face-planted on the floor and started crying. “Oh! How cool and hip you are, my Eternal Rival!”

Kakashi smirked – not that anyone could tell – behind the book and beneath his mask. Tormenting Gai was fun! No wonder it was on his to-do list.

Give Gai a hard time? Check.

Maybe he would go spy on his brats today.
GeeBee: NejiTen Water [Naruto]goldberry on October 28th, 2006 12:29 am (UTC)
(Posting. 12 hours. Etc.)

Hyuuga Neji was having a Very Bad Night.

As the sun had disappeared below the horizon line, so had Neji's temper. Really, what was he doing? Walking around Konoha in search of a likely girl to approach and then lie to? Because Tenten didn't actually expect him to date any of these women, did she? It was simply a competition to see how many would actually agree to such a thing.


He'd left the gates pretty quickly, a little miffed that Sasuke had asked out the females in the vicinity before him. He certainly didn't want to do the same thing and let the Uchiha think Neji needed any sort of example. Because he didn't. He was a Hyuuga, he could certainly complete this mission better than that brat, Sasuke.

Except that an hour had passed and he had yet to approach a single girl.

"So, let's see, uhm, zilch, zero, nadda, and - oh yes - nothing." Ino's eyes glittered at him from her too cheerful face. "I'm sure Sasuke-kun has loads of names by now."

"Che," Shikamaru muttered beside her, chewing lazily on a piece of grass. He said nothing else but Neji suddenly felt that he was the only one speaking sense that night.

"Offer them food, Neji. Chocolate. Can't resist it." Chouji advised, stuffing another potato chip in his mouth. Neji felt his eyebrow start to twitch. The day he had to resort to food as a lure (he had a particularly vivid picture of putting a candy bar in the mouth of a steel trap cage) would be the day he cut his hair and started wearing green jumpsuits.

He just needed the right approach.

Glancing to the side, he spotted a likely subject. A little too tall for his liking, and her hair was blonde not dark, and it was obvious she was no kunoichi (Neji gave a mental snort) but she would do. He walked towards her purposefully, hand on the hilt of one of his ceremonial katanas.

"Hey. You."

The girl halted, looked over at him - white eyes gleaming in the darkness, stern expression, holy crap he's got a sword - gave a little squeak of surprise and pelted into the nearest restaurant.

Behind him, Ino giggled and sauntered up beside him, almost beside herself with glee. "You sure know how to charm them, don't you?"

Neji quelled the urge to rub his temples.

Very Bad Night indeed.

* * * *

Maito Gai observed his wavering student high atop the restaurant, carefully hidden by one of the eaves. He had obviously arrived just in time. His brilliant student was faltering! His youthful stamina choked by the first taste of failure! Gai clenched a fist in fervent determination. He had to do something. The hearts of young girls everywhere depended on it!

"Never fear, Neji," Gai said, careful not to be overheard by the group below. "I won't let you fight alone! Together, we will conquer!"

The girls of Konoha felt a sudden chill. Maito Gai simply rubbed the tears from his cheeks and got to work.

Stephanie: cloud depressedanimethief92 on October 28th, 2006 01:35 pm (UTC)

Sorry, I can't get my brain to think of anything.
YOUR CHILDREN DESERVE LEXCORP JETPACKS: those goddamn wordsyesthatnagia on October 29th, 2006 05:45 pm (UTC)
blue_black_cat on October 30th, 2006 04:20 am (UTC)
Brinabrina_mezzaluna on October 30th, 2006 12:42 pm (UTC)
(forgive me for this poor attempt, I really tried)

After a whole night of stalking random girls in the street, (and scaring the heck out of them at the same time), our poor Neji decided to throw in the towel.

Neji sighed, since when was attracting girls that hard?

Silently, he cursed Uchiha Sasuke, cursed him for his good looks, his ability to attract females like flies to rotten food, as well as his ability to persuade HIS Tenten to go on a date with him!

Wait... since when was Tenten his? The treacherous voice in his head snickered loudly as it happily pointed out that fact to Neji. "She is not yours, in fact, if that Uchiha wins, she will be HIS"

"SHUT UP," Neji growled angrily to himself. Unfortunately for him, he had actually growled that last sentence out loud. Now, he had the whole street staring at him. A little bly near him started to wail for his mother loudly.

Today was so not his day.
auxunauxiaauxunauxia on October 30th, 2006 11:20 pm (UTC)
Little did he know, that his day was about to get worse.

For in a corner of an alley, two green men were ploting away.

These green men were not from mars. Oh no, they must have been born in a much stranger place.

"Gai-sensei! What wonderful plan have you thought up to help my ultimate rival, defeat his ultimate rival, with grand resounding sucess!?!"

This said the minature version of the larger green beast crouched next to him.

"Well Lee! I have a brilliant plan! One that will without a doubt defeat the Unchiha Sasuke! It's...!! It's... its..."

"You... don't know? Do you?"

At this, the larger green beast, the one called 'Gai-sensei', burst into tears. If not for the fact that this is a cartoon, you would worry that a river wouldn't form and flood the whole village. But before the amount of water exceeded the limit of even the animated world, Lee spoke up.

"Fear not, Gai-sensei! For I have a plan!"

"You do?"

"I do!"

"Oh how blessed is the springtime of youth! What is your brilliant plan my wonderfully gifted student?"

"Quite simple really... We can make Neji-san sing a love song! I've recently heard that this practice has made many young men extremely popular among teenage girls like Sakura and Ino."

The question was, why didn't he try this himself yet? The answer lies in the results of this popularity, which often times wound up with lost shirts, hats, and various other unmentionable articles of clothing. Okay fine, boxers. There I said it.

Lee wasn't dumb enough to risk such a thing happening to him. And of course, he didn't want to risk losing any of his a hundred and one green spandex outfits.

But of course Neji was a different story. Neji was Neji after all, right?


Now, if Tenten had been there, she likely would have smacked her head.

But alas she was not. For anyone else, this might have been a brilliant idea... except that this was Neji... you know, THE Hyuuga Neji. And Neji... does not sing. Or at least... this is what you would think.

Unbeknownst to either of these two as they randomly conducted their plan, Neji is actually quite the brilliant closet vocalist. Call it a stroke of luck, or fate even. But indeed he has always had quite the singing voice. Don't tell him this though, the last time he was caught singing in the shower, that person wound up hacking up blood not that much longer afterwards.

And thus, the problem came in how to convince someone like Neji to sing. At all. Much less in front of a live audience, with lots of people watching... Yes, you see the problem?

"But how are we going to get Neji-san to sing?" At this, Lee was stumped. Both stood there scratching their noggins, wracking their brains, smoke came out of their ears... but soon, a lightbulb went off on top of the one with the larger head.

"We should get Tenten to ask him!"

Welp, at least now it wasn't their problem.

Poor Tenten.
Hyuuga Tenten: pic#53982357hyuugatenten on October 31st, 2006 01:44 am (UTC)
Oh Lord.
"Over in a darker corner of Konoha's inner city limits stands a shady, pimp-esque 17 year old by the name of Hyuuga Neji. He scribbles the names of his potential victims furiously on a tattered notepad."

Neji's eyebrow ticked.

"He's probably writing down the names off all of the females he has to payback, because he clearly has to bribe them with promises of the candy and ponies the missed growing up as children."

His fist clenched around his pen in iritation.

"He also reeks of cheap cologne and bologna, because that's how losers, you know, smell." The pen connected with Naruto's forhead.

"NARUTO! Shut the hell up, will you?" Neji massaged his temple before resuming his scribbling, "I thought you were the Uchiha's sidekick, so why are you tagging along my side?"

A blank look crossed Naruto's face as he remembered the last 15 minutes of his life.

Neji had all but murdered Ino after she giggled at him for scaring off some yound girl earlier that night, and he had to result to sprinting to shake off Kiba and Chouji. Well, Kiba anyway. Yet in typical Naruto fashion, Naruto got bored with Sasuke's easy acquistion of the female populous to his 'Cult-o'-Sasuke Movement' and decided to tick of the other brooding bastard. Tenten had gone missing and no one knew where Shino disappeared to, although rumors of clothing and fetishes circulated.

"To give you advice, obviously." Naruto had conjured up in his mind that in order to add discord to the already brewing chaos, that maybe he could, quote 'One up Saskue-bastard and have the guy Naruto-sama beat, beat him!', unquote. "I mean you might need a gentle nudge in the right direction is all, and I'll provide that nudge because I'm so suave and whatnot."

Neji watched in horror as Naruto wriggled his pinky finger in his ear and rolled up a ball of wax, flicking it onto some unfortunate passer-by.

"And what expert advide could youpossibly have for me, Naruto?" Neji said leaning on a random shop wall in mental exhaustion (which was now manifesting itself physically).

"Well Neji what did you expect dressing like that? Were you going for the Rurouni Kenshin look or something???"

Tugging at the crisp seam lines of his kosode, Neji started, "I'll have you know, you dolt, that the Hyuuga robes are-"

"Yeah, yeah, the best in all the land, that's great," Naruto said unimpressed, "but you need some new digs."

"New digs?" Neji asked wearily. Although Neji considered himself to be politically current and socially active (within the normal limits for what was considered active), he was not updated on the colloquiallisms of his fellow nin.

"Shreds, skin, rags, threads, sacks, joints, covers, gear, or simply clothing." Naruto elaborated pointing a finger in the air, "If you want the ladies, make them want you."

"Says the boy who wore traffic cone orange for the better part of 83% of his life." Neji said while placing his chin in his palm. "If this is true, where are your ladies Naruto?"

"I'll have you know, Mr. Mopey, that Naruto-sama is quite popular with the ladies throughout nearly every hidden villiage, just ask Jiraiya."

"Right. Because he is such a credible source. I think I'm just going to wing it Naruto, you services are no longer required."

"They never were required Neji, that's what makes it great!" Naruto gleened while teetering on a crate in the alley way. "To the clothing store, or do I have to drag you?"

"Dragging sounds quite fun..."





"Tenten! Your radiant energy revitalizes this unworthy specimin!"

No one ever got truly accustomed to Maito Gai's outbursts and dynamic entries...

"Thank you Gai-Sensei"

...but that's part of what qualified him as clinically insane.

I have a proposal for you!""

wingsoverwingsover on October 31st, 2006 09:34 am (UTC)
"Buuuut Neeeeeeeejiiiiiii," Naruto whined, tagging after the incensed Hyuuga like some sort of really persistent puppy. "Why won't you listen to meeeeeee?" His voice was pitched even higher than it normally was - it annoyed most people. What most people didn't know is that Naruto had long ago realized this, and used his Powers of Annoyance for his own benefit.

Neji grit his teeth and increased his pace; Naruto merely bounced alongside, his boundless energy not at all taxed by this. "Go away, Uzumaki!" he barked. "Why are you so eager to play dress-up anyway? Aren't you a male?"

Naruto sniggered. "Oi, long-hair, I really don't think you're anyone to be criticizing someone else for manliness. Especially when you're wearing a skirt."

"It is NOT a skirt, fool."

"Coulda FOOLED me."

* * *

Tenten shook her head. "Gai-sensei, I can't interfere with the contest like that. It would be unethical of me, as the judge and organizer. If you want Neji to sing -" SHE wanted Neji to sing, " - you have to convince him yourselves."

Gai and Lee stared at her with great mournful eyes, and Tenten felt herself wavering. She grit her teeth - very like, though she didn't know it, as her teammate was doing at that very moment. "I said no! I am not going to--"

* * *

"--change my clothing based on your advice, Uzumaki."

The young jinchuuriki's face crinkled into an indignant, slit-eyed expression. "Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"

Neji leveled a flat glare in his direction. "Why should I follow the suggestions of someone who's been chasing the same kunoichi with rather pathetic devotion ever since the Academy? With nothing to show for it except bruises? Yes, real motivation there."

Naruto bristled. "I'll have you know that I have more to show for it than bruises! Sakura-chan likes me! I was able to convince her to -" His jaw snapped shut as he was about to spill the truth of the infamous French maid costume.

"Able to what, Uzumaki?"

"Never mind." Naruto shook his head, and when he looked back at Neji the expression on his face was serious and a little sad. "And why do you call devotion pathetic? That's why you haven't been able to win Tenten-chan, you know. You need to be able to let go of your damn pride long enough to tell her."

Neji gaped at the unexpected seriousness, then flushed. "Wha- I don't know what you are talking about."

Naruto laughed softly. "Oh come on, Neji. Everyone knows that--"

* * *

"--you can't just stroll up and say, 'Oh, Neji, would you please sing love-songs for me - I mean, for my sake - in front of an audience.'" Tenten spun on her heel and began to stalk away.

She had gotten a fair distance from her disappointed (but already hatching alternate plots) teammates within a short time, using a summoned bolo knife to hack her way throug thick Konoha forest.

She sighed exasperatedly and swung herself into a large tree, choosing the largest branch to sprawl on. Within a short time - though she didn't mean to - she had fallen asleep, not even noticing when a dark-haired member of the Konoha Rookie 9 (why that term encompassed Team 7, 8, 10 and Gai - who were not even 9 in number, and had not been Rookies for several years, she would never know) landed on the treebranch, and gazed at her quietly.