"What's taking her so long? Damn" Neji got up and paced the living room back and forth nervously.

He's worse than a Santa who missed ten Christmases, Tenten thought while watching the young man destroy the antique marble tiles of the floor by doing excessive unnecessary walk-a-thons.

"Neji, why won't you sit down and calm your nerves? Do you want to suffer from high blood? You're not exactly eating a proper balanced diet" she reminded him.

He frowned. "Your chicharon will kill me sooner or later." He looked at the clock.

"Where is that Friendster-girl? We told her to be here by seven! It's already 7:08 and she's not here yet! Look!"

"Fi-an-cee. Learn how to call your fiancée properly will you. If you slip when you face Uncle, you and your balls are dead." She rolled her eyes at that. "Also, love, do you think everyone's time is synchronized with the military's? Why can't you just be thankful that there's someone who answered my ad?"

"There's someone bound to answer that. You see, in the pocketbooks Hinata owns, there's always something good happening to the ladies who jump into these kind of agreements. In one I read, someone looking for a partner advertised using the front page of a broadsheet! It becomes disguised obituaries." Neji muttered, finally sitting. "Those kind of stories push girls to do that kind of insanely insensible stunts like answering your ad on the net…"

Tenten had to smile "Eh Neji, those are pocketbooks. You read pocketbooks to become smitten, not sensible." She grinned some more. "And why are you complaining, anyway? Didn't you get at least affected by what you've read?"

"I did but—". Neji stopped after realizing what he just unwittingly revealed.

Tenten burst in laughter.

"Damn, I was bored then! I just read those pocketbooks because I had nothing else to do!" yelled the Hyuuga, but the young lady only laughed some more. In the end, he chose to look away feigning exasperation even though what he really wanted to do right now is collect all those pocketbooks and throw them altogether into the Pacific Ocean.

Then suddenly a scene returned to his mind. He smiled then turned to the laughing lady. "I noticed… in those pocketbooks I've read, the guy always kisses the girl when she's angry. How come he never does that when the girl is laughing?"

Slowly Tenten stopped laughing. Heavy silence hung in the living room.

"Oh, what happened to you?" he asked, the mocking smile still poised in his lips.

"Y-You're seducing me," Tenten tried to inch backwards but his hands were quick to hold her back. She gulped inwardly "S-See? Neji! Does your clan know how you're being such a tease?"

"Hmm?" He was thoroughly enjoying this.

"N-Neji! Oi N-Neji… no… no" She watched his face draw closer and closer, sending her heart in a ferris wheel ride. "No… fair…" She closed her eyes in helplessness. What kind of black magic did this man have aside from being damn handsome and over flowingly blessed with virility?

She opened her eyes and nearly gasped. There was something in his eyes—that isn't the same familiar mocking gaze he usually have. There was uncertainty in those almost colorless orbs, and yes, even fascination.

He was fascinated with her. She nearly fainted.

"Um… I don't think I'm still needed here…" Someone said.