15 x 15 - Tenten-Temari
Title: Tenten-Temari
Author: purplekitte
'Verse: Naruto
Claim: general series
Characters/Pairing: Tenten/Temari
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: off-stage violence, kissing
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Summary: Temari beat her in the exams so clearly she's stronger. That will change.
Table/Prompt: Holiday/Vacation table, camping
Allies now or not, a Konoha-nin camping out before the gates of Suna was a strange occurrence, if not one immediately taken as an act of aggression. The young woman in question was doing nothing threatening. She sat on the sand in a meditative pose with eyes closed.
When she’d ignored the first gate guards sent out to meet her, the Kazekage’s sister herself went next. She knew the girl, if their contact had been brief during the chuunin exams.
“Tenten.”
Her brown eyes fluttered open though she had obviously heard her coming. “Make me your apprentice.” She bowed her head till her forehead protector brushed the sand.
“I’m a wind jutsu user and summoner, not a weapons master,” Temari countered. “I can defeat you but not teach you unless you intend to change your specialty.”
“You can defeat me. I have much to learn from you.”
Temari wasn’t terribly inclined to resist. She seemed like a nice girl and a ninja of her position had few friends. She seemed awfully young but could only be a year or two younger and that was absurd because they were both ninja. “If your Hokage has given you leave to run border patrols for the Land of Wind, then I will fight you and teach you things I know.”
“Thank you, Temari-sensei.”
* * *
“They call us the Ladies of Yin and Yang,” Tenten told her as they shared a bottle of the drink of the desert, water. The first of their patrol gave them as much room as they could, even though they were no longer being death through the air.
“You stain worse.” Tenten trading out her pink for more desert appropriate white had mostly been replaced by blood red anyway. Temari wore black under her grimy burnoose throw-over because she knew how hard it was to get blood and bodily fluids out without water.
“You made most of the mess.”
“I got more of them. I still win.”
Temari looked up from the dunes at the field of stars. They had never had constellations in the Land of Wind and she’d never known about it until Tenten had started looking for them and failing. There were too many stars to be making pictures in the clear sky of the desert. Might as well give names to shapes of grains in the sand.
Temari felt weight before heat shifting toward her even though the night was cooling off rapidly. “Guess I owe you a forfeit then.”
Her chapped but wet lips were hot in a way that reminded Temari of the jungle far away. “I guess you do.”
Tenten had her hair down already and it tickled her neck. “I’ll beat you tomorrow.”
Author: purplekitte
'Verse: Naruto
Claim: general series
Characters/Pairing: Tenten/Temari
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: off-stage violence, kissing
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Summary: Temari beat her in the exams so clearly she's stronger. That will change.
Table/Prompt: Holiday/Vacation table, camping
Allies now or not, a Konoha-nin camping out before the gates of Suna was a strange occurrence, if not one immediately taken as an act of aggression. The young woman in question was doing nothing threatening. She sat on the sand in a meditative pose with eyes closed.
When she’d ignored the first gate guards sent out to meet her, the Kazekage’s sister herself went next. She knew the girl, if their contact had been brief during the chuunin exams.
“Tenten.”
Her brown eyes fluttered open though she had obviously heard her coming. “Make me your apprentice.” She bowed her head till her forehead protector brushed the sand.
“I’m a wind jutsu user and summoner, not a weapons master,” Temari countered. “I can defeat you but not teach you unless you intend to change your specialty.”
“You can defeat me. I have much to learn from you.”
Temari wasn’t terribly inclined to resist. She seemed like a nice girl and a ninja of her position had few friends. She seemed awfully young but could only be a year or two younger and that was absurd because they were both ninja. “If your Hokage has given you leave to run border patrols for the Land of Wind, then I will fight you and teach you things I know.”
“Thank you, Temari-sensei.”
* * *
“They call us the Ladies of Yin and Yang,” Tenten told her as they shared a bottle of the drink of the desert, water. The first of their patrol gave them as much room as they could, even though they were no longer being death through the air.
“You stain worse.” Tenten trading out her pink for more desert appropriate white had mostly been replaced by blood red anyway. Temari wore black under her grimy burnoose throw-over because she knew how hard it was to get blood and bodily fluids out without water.
“You made most of the mess.”
“I got more of them. I still win.”
Temari looked up from the dunes at the field of stars. They had never had constellations in the Land of Wind and she’d never known about it until Tenten had started looking for them and failing. There were too many stars to be making pictures in the clear sky of the desert. Might as well give names to shapes of grains in the sand.
Temari felt weight before heat shifting toward her even though the night was cooling off rapidly. “Guess I owe you a forfeit then.”
Her chapped but wet lips were hot in a way that reminded Temari of the jungle far away. “I guess you do.”
Tenten had her hair down already and it tickled her neck. “I’ll beat you tomorrow.”