Tis the EvilAuthoress again! I didn't really get much of any attention for this, at least compared to How To Win A Guy, but I figured two factors into this: One. This is a drama, and about vampires. I'm guessing people are pretty vampired out after all the Twilight Hype. Two: I posted it kinda late for the rest of the world (I live in California, which is three hours behind the east coast, so not many people got the opportunity to see it.

But I do think this is a little better written. I'm actually really proud of this fic, even though I only have one chapter posted up (well, two now, but that's not my point.)

For those who have been reading this: thanks, and tell your friends. I want more reviews! Lol.

Oh, and I had origionally planned just to do this in Neji's pov, but I really wanted to show what was going Tenten's head during the whole ordeal, as well as giving a little bit more attention to the humans and the life of the Familars.

Oh, and as usual, there will probably be a little oocness

And, yet again, I own nothing. This will never change. Probably.

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Vampiric Melody Chapter Two: Just a Lowly Mechanic.

"Hey!" Lee pulled the ear bud out of Tenten's ear, startling her slightly. "I've called you like, five times. Sasuke says you have mail."

"Thanks Lee," Tenten said, giving him the silent once-over that she had taken to giving him ever since he started dating Sakura. She had to admit, the girl did wonders for the shop-boy. She had him out of that stupid outfit he always wore (which Tenten had tried many times to get rid of) and into normal clothes. She also waxed his brows and gave him a decent haircut. She had to admit, her long time friend looked kinda cute. Not that she was interested. In fact, she wasn't really interested in any guy lately; this bothered her so much she considered the fact that she might be gay: that turned out to be false as well, seeing as she felt no attraction to any of the females she came across.

Tenten sighed; she was just too busy with her work and hobbies to really think about guys. She had considered Sasuke, even going so far as to flirt. But while he showed some attraction towards her, neither were really serious –for both of them the other was just there; all there would be in that relationship would be convenience, nothing more.

It was just that she loved what she did; she was an auto mechanic whose true passion was reserved to hobby: she loved forging and training with various weapons. She couldn't complain though; she got so into her job that she would look at the clock one minute, delve into a project, then remerge after what felt like a few minutes later and turns out to be a few hours. She was one of the best, and there were even a few die-hard classics lovers who only ever let her handle the engines of the long-outdated models.

She got up from her work and walked out to the front where her mail would be; she technically lived here –there was an apartment upstairs that she rented from Sakura's family (they owned the place) while she worked there. It was cheaper than anywhere else; plus it helped that utilities were paid for, and she could get three squares from the Haruno family (who lived just above her) if she was ever short on cash. Her apartment was small, but she couldn't complain: it was just her, after all, and she never entertained. It was easier that way.

When she got to the almost empty lobby ('ten thirty at night? Really?') she noticed they were all huddled around the receptionist's desk, a thick crème envelope in hand. She'd seen an envelope like that before, but she wasn't entirely sure where. She puzzled over the dark maroon handwriting on the front for a moment before someone piped up: "You got invited"

With those simple words, Tenten ran the last few steps to the desk. There was only one thing they could mean. She snatched the envelope out of the receptionist's hands and studied it closer, but this was no fake. She was really invited to the bi-annual midnight ball, an exclusive event that very few people in the world got invited to. And surprisingly, she was one of them.

"Open it already!" Sakura said impatiently; none of them had ever seen one in real life, or even know what the thick envelope contained. She slowly peeled it open, savoring the moment as well as making sure not to rip the precious envelope. First there was a letter, addressed to her.

You are cordially invited to attend the next Midnight ball…

Tenten could have fainted right there. Inside it explained that a mask was required for entry, as well as the enclosed necklace and the invitation itself. The necklace was beautiful: an intricate amulet with a bloodstone in the center.

"Please take me with you to pick out a dress. Please, please, please!" Sakura begged she looked over the invite. Sakura loved to shop: she was much 'girlier' than Tenten, though they were the best of friends. They complimented each other. Tenten with her beauty hidden behind a layer of grease and sweat, and Sakura's with her beauty out on display.

"Of course you can," Tenten said with a smile, then added, half-joking, "if you didn't, I'd probably go in jeans and a tee-shirt."

Everyone laughed, and Tenten and Sakura made their plans

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Blunt ending, I know. I ran out of things to say. Anyway, the next chapter will be short, cause it's setup and the beginning of the party, then when it's Tenten's pov again they'll actually meet. (gasp!)

Be sure to R&R, or I might just forget to update.