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{ MEI "TENTEN" JING }

Lost Her Home

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I couldn't tell you w h y she felt that way
She felt it e v e r y d a y. and I couldn't help her.
I just watched her make the same m i s t a k e s again.
With no place to go, no place to go to d r y her eyes

Open your eyes and look o u t s i d e, find a reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be s t r o n g, be strong now. Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she b e l o n g s.

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Dead silence greeted the young singer’s ears, and although no sound had elapsed from the passengers or drivers, She felt as if her ears had completely shut off, at times a ringing occurred in her ear, often having her desire to rid herself of the bother by slapping the side of her head as if removing water from her ears. Perhaps it was the water from her shower previously that was causing such troubles for her. her body was tense as she sat up straight with her shoulders fixed in a pulled back position. It was deafening silence and she preferred for some type of noise. With an escape of cold air quickly escaping her glossed lips she relaxed her body and sunk into the leather seats of the hyuga’s car. Turning her head to the left so that the outside soundings could entertain her bored eyes.

she never felt committable when no sounds were at play. It was ear deafen, yet at the same time she heard the sound of the engine. Cars were something new to the brunette as soon as she reached this patch of land they call the states. Her world was turned as soon as her foot had left the sweet and delicate soil of Japan. The beautiful mountains were traded for glass windows and buildings that seemed to scratch the sky with steal, fresh water rivers for tar infected streets, and the beautiful language of Japanese to well, English. For such a free land there was surly a load of restrictions, surly the reason most people left there homelands was to start a new and successful life, though it rarely happened, there was almost nothing the same with her past homes and her current homes except one thing. the people.

First impressions was everything in this country, one wrong word and your body would be found in the near by marina with a few bullet holes and a black eye, or what’s left of one. It was good to have money in this country; some tenten had no longer any of. She was living off of the hyuga’s for some time now, and was accustom to the feeling of paying them off. She was just like any other person, or at least any other working person. In exchange for her place in the rich family’s life she was requested to use her talents to attract customers, a deal which only seemed fair.

A sigh escaped the bun haired women as she returned her gaze to the back of the passenger side headrest. She gave it a blank look as if waiting for it to move or talk, she never was fond of car rides, or any ride for that matter, or at least not with the hyuga’s. They always enjoyed the ice cold silence, the kind in which it was so quite you could hear the air moving back and forth, you could hear the earth creak as it turned in rotation. It was a bit to much for her, Though it would be worth it perhaps, she had never been to an actual opera in America before and wished to see what it was like, she had seen the Cantonese opera in Hong Kong yet the male make up always seemed to grab her attention more then the opera itself, then again she was just a little girl at the time…

The sound of silence broke as a sound of an impatient hyuga taping his toe’s on the base of the car quickly ran into her ear, Tenten’s eyes caught a glimpse of the man to her right, Neji hyuga. If there was a more reserved and intimidating human upon the face of the earth, then tenten had never meet him, and surly she rather not. She had lived with the hyuga’s since she was sixteen years old. And due to the sudden change in change of family, or lack of in is matter, They had conversed on a daily occurrence, and although at first she was a bit taken back and intimidated she quickly passed over. She was no longer intimidated by the man, and in fact felt comfortable in his presence.

He seemed trouble then again was it strange for someone to be comfortable in an occasion such as this one. They were to attend the opening of the new opera house, in which everyone with a stack of money lodged in there pockets would be attending, And the hyuga’s were no exception.

Her eyes caught another glimpse of the black suit he was wearing, simple yet classic, not to different from her own dress. A simple black gown, ripped at the end mimicking the southern continents style of festive dresses, cutting up to the mid thigh and draped down till two inches from her ankle was the only skin to show on that side. Her heels were styled as flats, lifting her feet only half an inch off the ground. Her hair was placed in its usual trademark style of two buns to each side, a quick and simple look for the girl just add some spider web like earrings that dangled down from her lobe, and you would have her casual / formal look. She wasn’t the type of person to wear standing out colors, or rare designs; she preferred to blend in with the crowed, often keeping to the natural clothing.

She removed her eyes from the man next to her and concentrated more on the outside soundings, he seemed tense, or perhaps that was just a mix message he was sending to the residence with in the car. It was a last minute decision on Mr. Hiashi side to permit the hyuga’s to attend the biggest event of the month so far. She was sure that the hyuga’s attendance was for business and social reasons only, yet she had no plans on anything else rather then watching over Hinata and enjoying the opera itself.

It had been a surprise to Tenten when she was given the night off to enjoy the live entertainment of the opera, normally special events were times in which employees could relax due to the lack of supervision from superiors, she had planed on playing cards and earning wages from some of the waiters and waitresses after the usual performances, yet it seemed that a back up group would be taking over Tenten’s shift, while she went to watch another performers’ act. Call it a paid mini-vacation for a day. Although it was rather strange to have someone ready to perform for the hyuga’s hotel when all eyes were upon the opera, or at least the people inside.

It seemed that no one would dare miss the opera, just the fact that you could afford seats within a proper or pleasant view translated to other that you had money and then some. Though you would think that attending the opera was purely for the musical entertainment, yet she knew better, it was always for attention, flashing lights, press chanting your name, people lived for the lime light, not that tenten could say she didn’t, it was in her profession to grab others attention, yet people became rather competitive for said spot.

At first she was slightly surprised to hear neji’s personal to escort her to the theater, then again, she always enjoyed neji’s company, they seemed to get along quite well even though there attitudes weren’t so similar. While Neji at times was cold and collected, tenten was more warming and friendly. He didn’t seem to be the type to care for escorting someone who wasn’t part of the family. In the beginning she wondered if his uncle had put him up to the task as to keep a watchful eye upon her to be sure she didn’t ruin the family reputation. Yet, Neji seemed a bit more relaxed when she gladly accepted his offer...

‘Finally’ she though with a tilted smile, they had arrived at the premier. The flash of the camera’s had already began to start there blinding flow towards the car, slowly began to temporarily blind the young women as she watched her escort turn to her, and anxiousness of walking down the red carpet that led to the entrance of the opera house left her as her eyes caught a glimpse of a smile upon the mans face. Perhaps her eyes were fooling her, playing a simple game, but what ever it may be she returned the smile and nodded her head to his question.

As she exited the car a soft roar of camera’s shooting pictures, reporters calling out, and the sounds of the street life greeted her decorated ears. She ignored the camera’s to her best existent, trying not to become blind in the process, wrapping right arm around neji’s left and placing her right hand upon his sleeve she looked forward towards the door, in hopes that the flashes would not find there way to her eyes. She could fell Neji tense up, she wasn’t quite sure why he had became so nervous but from what she could understand the hygua’s had business here, she wasn’t quite sure for what, yet she knew that the hyuga’s work was to be taken seriously.

Lifting herself up she brought her mouth near her lobe, “Relax” she whispered before lowering herself and giving him a content look with her chocolate brown eyes before returning her gaze to the direction they were walking. Whatever business the hyuga’ s had here must have been something risky for Neji to be so worked up, Something inside her told her that she should just pay attention to the opera and mind her own business, but since when had things worked out for her?

Tonight was defiantly going to be interesting…

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✖ soHEAR meout › Hoshiko Ayumu

✖ justCALLme › Master Ayumu ; Ayu, Hoshiko-sama, Ayumu-sama

✖ letsCOUNT › Eighteen

✖ pants orSKIRTS › Female

✖ justTASTing › I prefer toy soldiers

✖ CAKEanyone › September 16

✖ workHARD › Champion Trainer


TAKE aPICTURE


✖ viewingtheGOODS ›Shorten the distance between us

✖ TAKEa goodlook › Long brown hair with natural light brown highlights draped down her slender shoulders and cascade downwards to her lower back. Matching brown eyes, almond shape greet those who look her straight in the eye, traits from her father’s side. Her mother bestrode upon her, her voice and her height. Five foot six, and only one hundred and fifteen pounds in weight. She rather wear the outfit the monk’s bestowed upon her after becoming a champion then anything else. She had three different colored ones as well. Red, Green, and her traditional blue. Her skin is fair and her lips are a light tint of pink.


iwent toTHERAPY


✖ doctorsSAY ›


[ U n d e r s t a n d i n g ]

Being able to understand Pokémon since birth has given Ayumu the ability to also understand human intention and actions. Though being psychic may also play a role in her abilities to understand ones ambition and drive. Though she doesn’t think very highly upon most human’s thoughts of using Pokémon’s power for selfish reason’s, or most humans at all even though she herself is one. When someone has a problem or needs to admit something to another she is one that can give a person a straight outlook upon the situations and possible outcomes.


[ T r a n q u i l ]

Even though she is tilted a champion she is a very peaceful person. She loathes pointless fighting, and will only accept a challenge from those who she deems worthy. She enjoys the quite of the highest mountain region or her own challenger’s domain, though she is known to roam from peaceful temple to peaceful temple learning more from the sage’s and monks who lead its people. Her and her Pokémon all respect the balance of life and are all peaceful, though they still enjoy a good challenge.


[ B o o k w o r m ]

Every since she was young she had read as much as her mind could contain with in a entire day. Books resorting from Pokémon to survival in the volcanic region’s of the world, to how to cook a five star dinner to a biography of a Pokémon breeder. She enjoys a good book, especially those she had never read. She had spent an entire year teaching her Pokémon how to read and understand the human language. When she was young she was often called foul names resorting to her habit to read and not fight like the other children did. Though threw the years she used her newfound knowledge in her battles and climbed her way to the top. Earning respect by millions of people and pokemon.


[ C l o s e d ]

She isnt at all open to other human beings, some thing of her outer exerior to be cold and frosty, while truth be told it is just a protective berrior her mind places between herself and the rest of humanity. Her life wasn’t a very cheerful one, having happyness only in the refuge of the library and the company of her own pokemon she isolated herself from others, speaking few words to those who ask. Or just completely ignoring those she see’s no intrest in. Yet if one is able to gain repect by Ayumu or even crack the icy shield around her a new side might be seen, one of happiness and kindness.

✖ dREAMSmay cometrue ›

If you prefer to hear a story of a young women who presuits her dream, even when hard times roll on there way past her, and combinds her dream’s with her friends then I am very sorry to inform you that this story has no such thing. This story of Ayumu is nothing more then broken dreams, torn familys, and a change of heart. If you are prepared to hear such a tale then please continue on, if you prefer to read something more pleasant then skip on to the next profile, I’m sure they are more cheerful and happy then this story.

Childhood for miss Ayumu was nothing more than a blank page with stamps of orders and rules in many different dull colors piled upon each other. Born into a family of wealth and grace she was expected to be the beautiful little doll of the family of the Hoshiko Yet that never occurred, for only a week after her first birthday her family found the young child to be increadible pale with a cold sweat upon her forehead. Rushed right away to the hospital she was contained into a scanner for an entire night before the doctors relaved her parents with news that there daughter was not sick at all. Yet the news they recived was that of shock, she was psychic, and a very powerful one at that. The family took this in same, hopes of having the perfect family shattered by a ‘disess’ that had clamed there only daughter. Scared and afraid of what others would think they banned there daughter from ever using her powers, sending her to a private school where teachers could keep a close eye on her and then return her to her large home where she was forced to stay inside.

Never allowed to really socialize with others her first friend came in the form of a Pokémon her eldest brother brought her on her sixth birthday. Her first pokemon, a female Espeon, but rare in color for this Espeon was not purple like its counter parts but silver with a light blue crystal upon its forehead. Her brother had told her it was outcasted by its heard due to its color, and knew no kindess. He had captured it with his charazaid and even though his pokemon was far more powerful then the child pokemon it still put up a fight. Her brother always understood that she hated being treated like a lepord. Someone who had a sickness. She wasn’t ill, she was just different and her brother understood that. There for he brought her someone who could relate with her.

She grew warm around her new Pokémon friend, but cold to those who saw her as nothing more then a freak. She grew protective over her heart and quite to others. Though she listened to others she still saw no point in replying to others. She and her Espeon read many books on ledengary pokemon and battles. Both daydreaming placing themselves into the shoes of others and pretending to battle worthy opponites. Though when they stumbled upon a book relating the conection between all people as a spirutal attraction she began to grow in intrest to spirutal teachings and temples.

Years passed by and she had grown to the age of ten, still being treated as she was before she planed an escape, and on that very night she left the mannor her mother owned after divorcing her father the year prior and ran away. On her jounry she grew older and took refuge in different temples where she read and studdyed under there system’s, gaining pokemon with similar feelings and abilitys as she held. Soon enough, when she turned sixteen she was ranked a champion along with her pokemon, she had succefully challenged and defeated the gym leaders from around the world and doing so made others respect her.

Now at the age of eighteen she still hold her title traveling from area to area reuniting with her pervious sensi’s of many different temples, still prepared to learn more about the world and its wonders. Though she has taken a intrest in the spirit of pokemon even more now that she has exsperanced so much.

✖ heartmore ›
◌ Books
◌ Travel
◌ Pokémon
◌ Peace & quite
◌ Soft Music
◌ Meaningful words
◌ Her brother
◌ kind people
◌ Light hearted people


✖ TAKEitaway ›
× Loud noises
× Easily angered people
× Pointless fighting
× Abusive people
× Ignorant people
× Most people
× Meat
× Hateful people



TELLus alittle


✖ partnerinCRIME ›

› name: Aoi
› species: Espeon
› type: Psychic
› personality: Impish


› name: O-Mega
› species: Metagross
› type: Steel / Psychic
› personality: Serious


› name: Daiki
› species: Alakazam
› type: Psychic
› personality: Adamant


› name: Slowking
› species: Slowking
› type: Water / Psychic
› personality: Calm


› name: Xatu
› species: Xatu
› type: Psychic / Flying
› personality: Docile


› name: Melody
› species: Chimecho
› type: Psychic
› personality: Jolly

✖ boxedAWAY ›

› name: Medicham
› species: Medicham
› type: Fight / Psychic
› personality: Hardy


› name: Foresight
› species: Claydo
› type: Ground / Psychic
› personality: Native

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✖ colorsof theRAINbow › Dark Cyan ; Light slate gray ; Corn flower blue
✖ HEARTsong › Utada Hikaru - Final Distance


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