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When; August 26th, 9am
Rating; PG
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Summary; Tenten challenges Jet to a snowball fight.
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She'd chosen the gardens, a nice wide area of snow with few people to get caught in the crossfire. The snow was still falling lightly and she shivered slightly in the cold as she waited patiently, fingers winding around the edge of her scarf. It had been some time since she'd been out in the snow and she wasn't about to ask Neji to participate in the traditional snowball fight. In fact, without Lee or Gai-sensei, there wasn't much Tenten was prepared to ask from her team mate. Least of all this.

It was just as well Jet had given into her taunt or she would have been very bored, cooped up inside.

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She was almost suprised at the grin, but she certainly didn't show it, smiling in return. "First one to get hit five times loses then. Unless you want a one shot only kind of fight."

She knelt down, grabbing a handful of snow and compacting it in her hands as she waited for him to decide.

He did the same, ignoring the way he could still feel the cold through his gloves. Instead, he absently concentrated on making his very first snowball.

"Five hits..."

One hit was far too easy. There was no challenge in that. Five hits would take far too long. His clothes weren't designed to take cold weather.

He looked up from the snowball in his hand. "Make it three," he amended with a cocky tilt of his head. "We startin' now, or d'you wanna talk about the weather too?"

"Three it is." She glanced up, amused that he was getting into the fight so easily. Tenten threw the snowball up in the air, catching it lightly in the opposite hand as she stood up.

"The weather is pretty nice, huh?" She grinned, pelting the cold mass just past his head with a meant-to-miss throw.

The faster this went, the sooner it'd be over. Jet wasn't taking too kindly to the chill. That sentiment momentarily stalled when Tenten threw that snowball, though by missing him at close range told him that the throw hadn't been serious.

It was time to win today's lunch.

He darted to the side with his usual speed anyway, where there was some cover while Tenten did as she pleased. He threw the snowball at her just as he disappeared behind some foilage, not expecting to make a hit but hoping for the off-chance of a lucky shot.

She ducked the oncoming snowball, twisting around in mid-crouch and pushing herself into a skid, digging her hands into the snow to gather her next two missiles from the momentum. "Now, now. Hiding's not going to do you any good."

The fingerless gloves benefited small comfort from the cold powder but it was enough and Tenten juggled the snowballs, pacing slowly to the left. It didn't matter if the fight was close ranged or distant. She was pretty sure she wouldn't even break a sweat.

Not having to cook today was just an added bonus.

"Might not," Jet agreed loud enough for Tenten to hear him, scooping up more snow for another ball. "But considerin' how you aim, it also might be my only shot."

The snow wasn't going to mask his movement anyway, even if he hid behind some gargantuan flowers. The good thing was that it worked both ways, like seeing her even though he was technically blind. It wasn't the best place to be, however. He sprinted out in the open, needing a better place to throw from.

"I'll be taking that as a compliment." She chuckled as he started running, content to watch him move for a few seconds, assessing his speed in the white terrain. It was tempting to just use jutsu, but at the same time the added challenge was making it a lot more fun, forcing her to rely more on her natural skill and speed.

Satisfied she'd given him enough time, Tenten threw left handed first, aiming a few steps in front of him as she kicked forward, halving the distance quickly before dropping to the ground, the other snowball flying from her hand as she grabbed for yet another, throwing it in short succession at the silver haired boy with a small smirk.

Hell, that was a bad idea.

The first snowball struck him on his arm, shoulder hunching up to keep it from hitting him in the face. He managed to evade the second one, merely a split second reaction to drop to the ground. It flew over his head. He barely managed to dodge the third, which brushed past his shoulder as he threw his weight to the side. He flung his own, hoping his aim would be true, while he reached downwards to quickly make another snowball.

Tenten definitely wasn't going to make this easy.

"Third one didn't count," he shouted as he staggered to his feet, finding it odd that he was grinning. "It barely grazed me!"

[ooc: sorry for the double post. x:]

She smiled in return, shrugging as she sidestepped his desperate throw. "If you insist. Consider it a gift," came her playful retort.

Tenten dropped low as she judged the short distance that now lay between them, gathering more snow in her hands as she waited for him to make another move. Jet wasn't as fast as Lee but he certainly had good reflexes and she wasn't as bored with the fight as she'd feared she might be. He'd probably make a decent ninja, if he wanted, and she smiled at the thought. He was having fun, even if he wouldn't admit it, and that was enough for now.

Jet was almost tempted to use a medium, burn the thrown snowballs midway before they could actually strike him. He could hear them purring quietly in his mind, but brushed them aside since Tenten wasn't using any of her clever jutsus. Arcana weren't necessary. Probably. Besides, for the first time in a long time, he wasn't in a life-or-death situation where he had to win.

"Gift? Don't think so," He snorted, packing in just a little more snow into the mass in his hands. It was already a given that Tenten was going to get another hit in when they started moving again. Her aim was better than most, but he could still dodge since his reaction times were quicker.

Truth was, he already knew he was going to lose. Badly. But he could still give Tenten a run for her money.

He hurled the snowball at her without warning, dashing once more for the cover he'd been heading for. He kept his eyes on her, watching for her throws.

"Would you rather I counted it then?" She back-flipped, dodging the snowball as she watched him run, still favoring the crouching position. She waited for him to almost hit his hiding place before throwing the first snowball, aiming to hit one of the flowers in front of him as she kicked off once more, racing forward and grabbing another handful of snow on the way.

Closing the distance was easy enough, and the dark haired girl grinned as she pushed herself off the ground into a jump, turning around in midair so that she landed facing him. Two snowballs were let loose at the same time as she hit the ground once more, neither a serious attempt to tag him.

She had to let him get at least one shot in, after all.

His momentum forced him to keep going forward, which wasn't good considering the two snowballs heading straight for him. Jet dropped his weight backwards without thinking, skidding across a few feet of snow on his back. Snow got up his shirt, which was even worse than just throwing it around, though he ignored the distraction. He took the opportunity to grab at snow, packing it in one-handed as he hopped into a crouch, hurling the snowball at the same time.

She sprung forward to chase him, making no effort to dodge. It glanced off her arm as Tenten gathered another snowball pair, once again throwing them at the same time as she skidded to a stop a few feet in front of him, right hand digging into the snow at her feet.

She brushed off the few remaining flakes from the snowball with her free hand as she clambered to her feet, her own snowball ready and waiting for him to start moving again.

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