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Random Facts: Winds of Change
Title: Winds of Change
Type: Fanfic
Fandom: Naruto
Character(s): Temari, Tenten, Uchiha Sasuke
Pairing(s): TemaTenSasu
Warning(s): Mentions of adult themes
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
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tensasutema
The shower of metal rushed at me with amazing speed as her Rising Twin Dragon jutsu came into effect. But there was nothing for me to be concerned about. After all, I knew the key to their weakness. It was that knowledge that had given me the win when I was first faced with this situation so many months before.
Fact 1: A weapon mistress the little leaf-nin was and a weapon mistress she will remain, we all knew that.
I must admit that I smirk sometimes at how prideful she could be about it, especially after having her attacks constantly thrown back into her face. But despite the obvious disadvantages that she faces when sparring against me, the “Little Sprout”, as Kankuro likes to call her, has shown great improvement.
Fact 2: I’m almost certain that one of these days she’ll find a way to get past my wind attacks and finally be able to pin me with one of her kunais.
Reaching back to take out my oversized fan, I quickly unfolded it and maneuvered to thwart her efforts in one smooth motion. A light breeze flowed back at me as most of the air was used to send the barrage of weapons back to their owner. Cursing to herself, Tenten jumped out of the way of the flying arsenal as she had done several times before.
Fact 3: Unfortunately for her, she won’t be defeating me today.
A scoff to my right informs me of the ever moody Uchiha, telling me that he finally decided to leave the confines of his room. Why he chose to come here of all places after defecting from Sound is a mystery, but we don’t question those thoughts here. Kami knows my family has our own share of secrets.
Fact 4: I’m not sure what he was able to learn during his short stay in Otogakure but I’m almost certain Sasuke knows about the story of how Gaara became the vessel for Shukaku’s wandering spirit.
I ignored his scrutinous eye for the moment while Tenten brushed the sand off of her training clothes, feeling a small ping of annoyance when I caught the black swirls spinning within the Uchiha’s eyes as he watched her movements. I dropped my large and heavy tessen loudly on the ground, catching Sasuke’s attention like I hope it would. His eyes darted to me and his brows furrowed in confusion just in time to see me glare back at him in warning.
Fact 5: Sure, we had agreed to share the kunoichi for her sake, but I couldn’t deny that I was still a little possessive of what was originally mine.
He looked a little puzzled at first, taking a moment to mull over anything that could have offended me. It finally dawned on him what message I was trying to send when his eyes trailed back over to the unsuspecting Tenten as she quietly picked up her “toys”, placing them neatly back into her scrolls.
Fact 6: Though she was a bit rough around the edges, the Little Sprout was a bit picky and sentimental about the strangest things.
I waited expectedly for a challenging gesture from the younger Uchiha heir, but what I got instead was an arrogant smirk. My eyes narrowed with suspicion at the act, the gears in my mind working overtime to figure out what he could be up to. Unimpressed by my growing irritation, he turned towards Tenten once again, entranced with her movements as she approached.
Fact 7: Her presence always demanded attention; that I knew all too well. How her entire village could easily overlook and forget the kunoichi was the real mystery.
Nodding her greetings to the watchful Uchiha, she habitually took her place beside me. And with all the sweat and grime of the day still clinging to her lithe form, the younger girl leaned in for a quick peck on the cheek. It was fleeting and chaste, a great contrast to the first one we shared.
Fact 8: Then again she had been eager and energetic then, not a speck of weariness from training had marred her porcelain skin that day.
But whatever bliss I had managed to gather at that small gesture was immediately blown away when she proceeded to take her place beside Sasuke and gave him a similar kiss on his cheek. As she did so, his eyes met with my own and with it the challenge that had been delayed before.
Fact 9: Despite the promise we made to her a few weeks ago about having a truce, the both of us knew that this was a war for the Little Sprout’s affections.
Oblivious to it all, Tenten rushed inside, probably to grab a glass of water after hours of training under the blazing hot sun of Suna, leaving the two of us alone to finally give voice to our growing animosity. At least in that, we had agreed.
Fact 10: Tenten couldn’t find out that we had blatantly disregarded the promise we had made to her. The possible outcome was too devastating to consider.
“What are you doing out here?” I asked, breaking the tense silence, “We agreed that today would be my time with her.”
Rather than respond immediately, the younger shinobi turned his head to the horizon, watching as the setting sun slowly disappeared under the desert sand.
Fact 11: “The only thing we agreed to was to share her, for her sake of course,” Sasuke finally said in correction, “It was only understood that we’d take turns spending time with her.”
“So why the hell are you out here mooching in on my turn?” I questioned, annoyed at his casual attitude.
“You should know by now, the only obligation I hold are those to myself,” he replied smugly, “I thought you were smarter than that.”
“What I know is that she was mine first,” I grounded out.
Fact 12: “And yet it was her idea to share,” the younger shinobi pointed out, “You must be doing something wrong for her to suggest that.”
My mouth snapped shut at the accusation, unable to quickly come back with my usual biting remark. It was a low blow to my pride to even imply that the Little Sprout had doubts in our relationship, especially when I thought that things were going so well. From what little I knew of him, it was uncharacteristic of the Uchiha to fight back so hard and bitterly. But as the anger boiled up inside of my soul, I couldn’t help but scoff at the thought of my next statement.
Fact 13: “I’m starting to think that ‘Snake Lord’ rubbed off on you more than you’d like,” I commented loud enough for him to hear.
I smirked at the shift in his demeanor, swiftly changing from the confident calm he held to before to the annoyed irritation that came with a scornful and stinging truth. I could see the flames of rage in his eyes as he stared back at me. But rather than lash out, he simply nodded, giving recognition to my equal position in this game of ours.
“Of all the kunoichis you have at your disposal, why are you so adamant on getting her?” I asked curiously, returning to our civil conversation.
Fact 14: “Because you don’t let a girl like that get away so easily,” he added on a more somber note, “You have to be willing to fight for her.”
“A girl like that?” I questioned, curiously raising a thin brow.
“Someone who will look past your faults,” he elaborated, “Who’s willing to forgive you for all the mistakes you made no matter how horrible and idiotic they were.”
I nodded in agreement to his statement, understanding fully what he meant. It was no secret that Tenten had a forgiving heart. After all, I had nearly killed her during our match in the Chuunin Exam and had aided in the attempted destruction of her village. And yet here she was, attempting to share a relationship with me.
Fact 15: But a little part of me couldn’t help but wonder if that was very kind on her part, or very naïve.
“Which is why you should just give up now before someone gets hurt,” he added bitterly.
“The only one that will be getting hurt is you when she leaves your sorry ass,” I countered confidently.
At that he turned to face me, staring into the depths of my eyes challengingly. We stood there for what seemed like hours just staring into each other’s eyes, possibly trying to read the other’s soul and intention. But despite the grudge I held against him for even taking the Little Sprout’s attention away from me, there was a small spark of respect. Had the circumstances been different I might have considered him a worthy companion.
Fact 16: He was going after what he desired, unlike many who simply pined and wallowed in self pity for the things they didn’t have.
“When I suggested that the two of you share me, this wasn’t what I meant,” she stated, the sound of her voice startling us from our staring contest.
Simultaneously, the Uchiha and I turned towards the sound of her familiar voice, a bit hesitant at the sharp tone that she took. Tenten’s arms were crossed over her chest while her foot tapped impatiently on the wooden boards of the porch. It was an image you dreaded seeing as a child because it usually meant that you were in trouble.
Fact 17: This time was no different. And as much as I hated to admit it, seeing her maintain an eerily calm exterior unnerved me.
Finding us unresponsive to her comment, she sighed in annoyance before suddenly taking hold of each of our hand and pulling us both into the house. I only had time to mumble a few incoherent words before I was shoved into a nearby room, stumbling to stay on my feet as Sasuke faltered in after me.
Fact 18: “Since you two are a little too dense to know what ‘sharing’ means, I’ll just have to show you,” she grumbled, closing and locking the door behind her, “I’m sure Kankuro won’t mind if we borrow his room for a while.”
Confused at what the mistress of steel had in store for us, we both decided to keep our distance from her for the time being. That proved to be a defective plan as we both unexpectedly bumped into the bed and fell sprawled across the mattress. She wasted little time diving in, engaging me in an intense lip-lock of…tantalizing proportions. She brushed her cool knuckles across my cheek gently before letting it rest on the curve of my shoulder. And just as quickly her lips were gone, leaving me wanting more as I worked to unclasp the bindings on her shirt.
Fact 19: “Care to join us, Sasuke?” she questioned suggestively, stifling a moan when I started nipping at her neck, “This isn’t a spectator’s sport.”
There was no word of reply, but knew that the Uchiha had responded when I felt her reach behind me to pull the willing shinobi into our foreplay. I could feel the heat of his body on my back, and heard the soft smacking as their lips wrestled for dominance over my shoulder. With a little nudging from Tenten his hand was on me, pulling up the hem of my training outfit and caressing my thigh with a fiery passion that would have scorched me had I not been burning as well.
“Let the games begin,” she whispered in both our ears when her kiss with Sasuke had ended, leaving both gasping for air. I could practically hear the smirk on her face.
Fact 20: Perhaps the Little Sprout wasn’t as little as I first thought her to be.
Type: Fanfic
Fandom: Naruto
Character(s): Temari, Tenten, Uchiha Sasuke
Pairing(s): TemaTenSasu
Warning(s): Mentions of adult themes
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
Note: Written for
tensasutemaThe shower of metal rushed at me with amazing speed as her Rising Twin Dragon jutsu came into effect. But there was nothing for me to be concerned about. After all, I knew the key to their weakness. It was that knowledge that had given me the win when I was first faced with this situation so many months before.
Fact 1: A weapon mistress the little leaf-nin was and a weapon mistress she will remain, we all knew that.
I must admit that I smirk sometimes at how prideful she could be about it, especially after having her attacks constantly thrown back into her face. But despite the obvious disadvantages that she faces when sparring against me, the “Little Sprout”, as Kankuro likes to call her, has shown great improvement.
Fact 2: I’m almost certain that one of these days she’ll find a way to get past my wind attacks and finally be able to pin me with one of her kunais.
Reaching back to take out my oversized fan, I quickly unfolded it and maneuvered to thwart her efforts in one smooth motion. A light breeze flowed back at me as most of the air was used to send the barrage of weapons back to their owner. Cursing to herself, Tenten jumped out of the way of the flying arsenal as she had done several times before.
Fact 3: Unfortunately for her, she won’t be defeating me today.
A scoff to my right informs me of the ever moody Uchiha, telling me that he finally decided to leave the confines of his room. Why he chose to come here of all places after defecting from Sound is a mystery, but we don’t question those thoughts here. Kami knows my family has our own share of secrets.
Fact 4: I’m not sure what he was able to learn during his short stay in Otogakure but I’m almost certain Sasuke knows about the story of how Gaara became the vessel for Shukaku’s wandering spirit.
I ignored his scrutinous eye for the moment while Tenten brushed the sand off of her training clothes, feeling a small ping of annoyance when I caught the black swirls spinning within the Uchiha’s eyes as he watched her movements. I dropped my large and heavy tessen loudly on the ground, catching Sasuke’s attention like I hope it would. His eyes darted to me and his brows furrowed in confusion just in time to see me glare back at him in warning.
Fact 5: Sure, we had agreed to share the kunoichi for her sake, but I couldn’t deny that I was still a little possessive of what was originally mine.
He looked a little puzzled at first, taking a moment to mull over anything that could have offended me. It finally dawned on him what message I was trying to send when his eyes trailed back over to the unsuspecting Tenten as she quietly picked up her “toys”, placing them neatly back into her scrolls.
Fact 6: Though she was a bit rough around the edges, the Little Sprout was a bit picky and sentimental about the strangest things.
I waited expectedly for a challenging gesture from the younger Uchiha heir, but what I got instead was an arrogant smirk. My eyes narrowed with suspicion at the act, the gears in my mind working overtime to figure out what he could be up to. Unimpressed by my growing irritation, he turned towards Tenten once again, entranced with her movements as she approached.
Fact 7: Her presence always demanded attention; that I knew all too well. How her entire village could easily overlook and forget the kunoichi was the real mystery.
Nodding her greetings to the watchful Uchiha, she habitually took her place beside me. And with all the sweat and grime of the day still clinging to her lithe form, the younger girl leaned in for a quick peck on the cheek. It was fleeting and chaste, a great contrast to the first one we shared.
Fact 8: Then again she had been eager and energetic then, not a speck of weariness from training had marred her porcelain skin that day.
But whatever bliss I had managed to gather at that small gesture was immediately blown away when she proceeded to take her place beside Sasuke and gave him a similar kiss on his cheek. As she did so, his eyes met with my own and with it the challenge that had been delayed before.
Fact 9: Despite the promise we made to her a few weeks ago about having a truce, the both of us knew that this was a war for the Little Sprout’s affections.
Oblivious to it all, Tenten rushed inside, probably to grab a glass of water after hours of training under the blazing hot sun of Suna, leaving the two of us alone to finally give voice to our growing animosity. At least in that, we had agreed.
Fact 10: Tenten couldn’t find out that we had blatantly disregarded the promise we had made to her. The possible outcome was too devastating to consider.
“What are you doing out here?” I asked, breaking the tense silence, “We agreed that today would be my time with her.”
Rather than respond immediately, the younger shinobi turned his head to the horizon, watching as the setting sun slowly disappeared under the desert sand.
Fact 11: “The only thing we agreed to was to share her, for her sake of course,” Sasuke finally said in correction, “It was only understood that we’d take turns spending time with her.”
“So why the hell are you out here mooching in on my turn?” I questioned, annoyed at his casual attitude.
“You should know by now, the only obligation I hold are those to myself,” he replied smugly, “I thought you were smarter than that.”
“What I know is that she was mine first,” I grounded out.
Fact 12: “And yet it was her idea to share,” the younger shinobi pointed out, “You must be doing something wrong for her to suggest that.”
My mouth snapped shut at the accusation, unable to quickly come back with my usual biting remark. It was a low blow to my pride to even imply that the Little Sprout had doubts in our relationship, especially when I thought that things were going so well. From what little I knew of him, it was uncharacteristic of the Uchiha to fight back so hard and bitterly. But as the anger boiled up inside of my soul, I couldn’t help but scoff at the thought of my next statement.
Fact 13: “I’m starting to think that ‘Snake Lord’ rubbed off on you more than you’d like,” I commented loud enough for him to hear.
I smirked at the shift in his demeanor, swiftly changing from the confident calm he held to before to the annoyed irritation that came with a scornful and stinging truth. I could see the flames of rage in his eyes as he stared back at me. But rather than lash out, he simply nodded, giving recognition to my equal position in this game of ours.
“Of all the kunoichis you have at your disposal, why are you so adamant on getting her?” I asked curiously, returning to our civil conversation.
Fact 14: “Because you don’t let a girl like that get away so easily,” he added on a more somber note, “You have to be willing to fight for her.”
“A girl like that?” I questioned, curiously raising a thin brow.
“Someone who will look past your faults,” he elaborated, “Who’s willing to forgive you for all the mistakes you made no matter how horrible and idiotic they were.”
I nodded in agreement to his statement, understanding fully what he meant. It was no secret that Tenten had a forgiving heart. After all, I had nearly killed her during our match in the Chuunin Exam and had aided in the attempted destruction of her village. And yet here she was, attempting to share a relationship with me.
Fact 15: But a little part of me couldn’t help but wonder if that was very kind on her part, or very naïve.
“Which is why you should just give up now before someone gets hurt,” he added bitterly.
“The only one that will be getting hurt is you when she leaves your sorry ass,” I countered confidently.
At that he turned to face me, staring into the depths of my eyes challengingly. We stood there for what seemed like hours just staring into each other’s eyes, possibly trying to read the other’s soul and intention. But despite the grudge I held against him for even taking the Little Sprout’s attention away from me, there was a small spark of respect. Had the circumstances been different I might have considered him a worthy companion.
Fact 16: He was going after what he desired, unlike many who simply pined and wallowed in self pity for the things they didn’t have.
“When I suggested that the two of you share me, this wasn’t what I meant,” she stated, the sound of her voice startling us from our staring contest.
Simultaneously, the Uchiha and I turned towards the sound of her familiar voice, a bit hesitant at the sharp tone that she took. Tenten’s arms were crossed over her chest while her foot tapped impatiently on the wooden boards of the porch. It was an image you dreaded seeing as a child because it usually meant that you were in trouble.
Fact 17: This time was no different. And as much as I hated to admit it, seeing her maintain an eerily calm exterior unnerved me.
Finding us unresponsive to her comment, she sighed in annoyance before suddenly taking hold of each of our hand and pulling us both into the house. I only had time to mumble a few incoherent words before I was shoved into a nearby room, stumbling to stay on my feet as Sasuke faltered in after me.
Fact 18: “Since you two are a little too dense to know what ‘sharing’ means, I’ll just have to show you,” she grumbled, closing and locking the door behind her, “I’m sure Kankuro won’t mind if we borrow his room for a while.”
Confused at what the mistress of steel had in store for us, we both decided to keep our distance from her for the time being. That proved to be a defective plan as we both unexpectedly bumped into the bed and fell sprawled across the mattress. She wasted little time diving in, engaging me in an intense lip-lock of…tantalizing proportions. She brushed her cool knuckles across my cheek gently before letting it rest on the curve of my shoulder. And just as quickly her lips were gone, leaving me wanting more as I worked to unclasp the bindings on her shirt.
Fact 19: “Care to join us, Sasuke?” she questioned suggestively, stifling a moan when I started nipping at her neck, “This isn’t a spectator’s sport.”
There was no word of reply, but knew that the Uchiha had responded when I felt her reach behind me to pull the willing shinobi into our foreplay. I could feel the heat of his body on my back, and heard the soft smacking as their lips wrestled for dominance over my shoulder. With a little nudging from Tenten his hand was on me, pulling up the hem of my training outfit and caressing my thigh with a fiery passion that would have scorched me had I not been burning as well.
“Let the games begin,” she whispered in both our ears when her kiss with Sasuke had ended, leaving both gasping for air. I could practically hear the smirk on her face.
Fact 20: Perhaps the Little Sprout wasn’t as little as I first thought her to be.