Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine.

"Where are you going today?"

Hyuuga Kiyomi, a fifteen years old girl lifted her head to look at her father's face with disbelief. "You know where I go everyday, Otou-san."

Tenten who was standing before the sink to wash the dishes couldn't hide her grin. Like father like daughter, she thought for the umpteenth time in her life since Kiyomi had come to their small family. The two were stubborn, logical, and stoic at the same level. Neither was better at those personalities than the other.

Being a daughter of Hyuuga Neji, it was no wonder that Kiyomi inherited his Hyuuga-ness. She had all-seeing pearl eyes that could be intimidating – like Neji's – but on several occasions could also show tenderness – like Hinata's. Other than her slender body and dark brown hair that she had got from her mother, Kiyomi really looked like her father. Her features were smooth but firm just as Neji's – her pale skin, her nose, her eyelashes, and her jaw. Everyone said she was a girl version of Neji, but Neji always noticed that she had Tenten's lips and smiled the way Tenten smiled. Brightly and breathtakingly. Unfortunately, the girl also inherited his coldness - she didn't smile as often as his wife.

"I found out something yesterday." Neji said, observing his daughter's face with his magnificent eyes.

Kiyomi seemed uninterested. "What is it?"

The Hyuuga prodigy narrowed his eyes a bit. "Lee told me that you'd been training with that Nara boy. Just the two of you."

He didn't miss the startled look in Kiyomi's face as if he caught her doing something unacceptable. "He's my teammate. Of course I train with him."

"Why don't you also train with your other teammate? And your sensei, too?"

"You know how Lee-sensei is," Kiyomi reasoned, making Neji arched an eyebrow. "And I just can't stand Kotaro sometimes. He's too loud." She added, mentioning her other teammate.

"Aa. But you've never said anything about that all this time."

"I'm a Chuunin now, Otou-san," Kiyomi half groaned. "It's not like I'm hiding something important."

Tenten glanced at her daughter. "What did Lee do to you that you stopped training with him?"

"We didn't stop, actually," Kiyomi answered. "We still train regularly when there is no mission – the four of us. But Lee-sensei is apparently focusing on Kotaro now. You know he can't use ninjutsu too." Before Tenten and Neji could respond, Kiyomi shrugged. "Seriously, it's not a problem for me and Yoshio. We prefer it that way. Besides, it's not like Lee-sensei is abandoning us two. He still keeps an eye on us."

Neji let out his monosyllabic answer. "Hn."

Tenten chuckled. "Your sensei isn't that bad, you know? He loves you since you were born."

"I know, Okaa-san," Kiyomi sighed. "But he drains my energy most of the time."

Tenten almost giggled at this. If Neji and Kiyomi's personalities weren't enough to prove that they were very much alike, there was still another precise thing: their annoyance and impatience towards Lee. However, Tenten knew that Lee was one of few people the two could trust with their lives, no matter how weird he was.

"So, you and Nara decided to train alone?" Neji lifted a cup of tea to his mouth.

"Yeah," Kiyomi shrugged again. "Why not? I mean, he possesses a unique fighting style. I've always wanted to fight any shinobi with any typical jutsu."

"You sure that's the only reason?"

Kiyomi looked up from her plate, his pale eyes widening. "Otou-san!"

"Hn?" Neji merely raised his elegant brow again. "I'm just asking you. Is that wrong?"

"No, of course not," Kiyomi quickly answered. A little too quickly, her parents noticed. "That's all, I guess."

Neji once again studied her face with a frown. It wasn't that he hated Nara Yoshio, the son of his old comrades - Nara Shikamaru and Temari. The boy wasn't as lazy as Shikamaru was nor as fierce as Temari was, and Neji knew he was a good shinobi. It was just that he disliked the idea of his beautiful daughter being too close with a boy.

He'd been thinking about that since Kiyomi's academy days, since she'd gotten fanboys. Yes, fanboys.

Never once had Neji thought his daughter would experience what he had many years ago. However, as well as him who'd ignored his fangirls, Kiyomi had never paid attention to the boys chasing after her. Having a dream like Tenten's, she'd focused herself on being a strong kunoichi, and all she'd done was study and practice everyday. Being a girl hadn't made her less intelligent than her father – she'd been a genius for her age. That had made those boys admire her even more – other than her undeniable beauty.

Tenten had laughed the first time they'd found out about those boys in Kiyomi's class that had always whistled at her everytime she'd passed school hallway. Or had stared at her in awe whenever she'd practiced some ninjutsu in front of the class. Being a cold girl, Kiyomi had never really cared about them.

Neji hadn't laughed, but growing worried instead. These thoughts had been swirling in his mind: How if Kiyomi couldn't protect herself? No matter how strong she was, she was still a girl, his little, precious and only girl. How if those boys who seemed interested in her hurt her?

Tenten had scolded him, saying he'd overthought about that matter. You're being too overprotective, she'd said. She's my daughter, Neji, and she's not weak just because she is a girl. Could you please stop underestimating female?

Knowing very well that Tenten had never appreciated someone who'd discriminated girls and boys, he'd not argued. He himself hadn't known what had made him feel that way. Maybe because he'd promised Hyuuga Hizashi, his late father, that he would be a good father for his child?

But the fact was, the more Kiyomi grew older, the more he felt overprotective towards her. Now she'd passed the Chuunin exam. She possessed Byakugan and other Hyuuga techniques as well as Tenten's accuracy – even though he knew she was still learning as there were many mistakes he could find in her fighting ways. Still, Neji was proud of her. One thing bothered him though: he never spoiled his daughter all this time and he believed she could protect herself, yet he couldn't erase this strange feeling. Especially when he knew she had a close boy friend.

"What is it, Otou-san?"

Neji blinked, barely realizing that he'd been staring at Kiyomi for a quite long time. "Nothing."

Kiyomi seemed hesitant at first, but she looked into her father's eyes. "Otou-san, I know you have something to tell me."

The Hyuuga male crossed his arms. Maybe it would be good to talk to her now, he thought. "How close are you and that Nara boy?"

It was Kiyomi's turn to blink. "What?"

"You heard me. Just answer," Neji said in a I'm-a-dad-and-you-shouldn't-question-me tone.

It was a rare sight to see Kiyomi unsure, not knowing what to say. Meanwhile, Tenten stopped from her washing business just to watch the two with interest. "Otou-san, it is… Why do you ask?"

"Is there any reason why I shouldn't know?" Neji asked flatly.

"It's not that!" Kiyomi replied. "Well, Yoshio is my teammate. We respect and help each other to be better. Lee-sensei has taught us about teamwork and how important it is to trust each other."

Neji nodded. "And?"

"And what?" Kiyomi was visibly fidgeting with her fingers as if she was nervous. "He's a good friend. That's all." There was a silence until she spoke again. "Otou-san, why does my closeness with my own friend have to bother you?"

Her father didn't answer and closed his eyes as if collecting his mind. Tenten appeared beside him with a grin, pouring some tea into his empty cup. "Never mind it, Kiyomi. Your father is just like that. He doesn't want something bad happens to you."

Kiyomi's smooth eyebrows rose. "Something bad? You think Yoshio would even think of hurting me?"

Neji revealed his pale eyes again. Ignoring his daughter's question, he then spoke. "I believe you are strong enough to protect yourself. However, I won't forgive anyone who dares to hurt you – physically or emotionally. Remember that."

Tenten noticed the seriousness in her husband's tone. Well, maybe there was never a time when Hyuuga Neji wasn't serious.

The Hyuuga girl looked like she was about to say something, but hesitated. She glanced at her mother, then her father, and narrowed her beautiful eyes. "I think there's nothing wrong with having a guy best friend. You two were teammates. And if I remember correctly, you always trained together when you were young without Lee-sensei and Gai-sensei! Did it ever bother anyone?"

Tenten laughed. "You're right, there's nothing wrong with it actually," she said, earning a glare from her husband. "But don't say when we were young, Kiyomi. We're not that old."

Kiyomi didn't respond.

Her mother smiled widely before sitting in the chair beside Neji. "Are you and Yoshio going to follow our path? I mean, until marriage?"

At this, two pairs of pale eyes widened - one in embarrassment and one in horror. An uncharacteristic shade of pink made its way to Kiyomi's pale cheeks, and Tenten couldn't stop herself from chuckling. "Okaa-san!"

"Tenten…" Neji groaned, unwanted scenarios running in his head.

"What?" Tenten asked innocently. "Calm down. I was joking."

Kiyomi just stared at her mother in irritation even though blush was still visible in her pretty face. She looked like she was ready to snap – very Neji-like – but nothing came out of her mouth. Good thing Neji had taught her Hyuuga etiquettes, including behaviors towards parents.

The Weapon Mistress laughed again. "But it wouldn't be impossible if there really is something going on between you two."

Kiyomi immediately stood up. She bowed to her parents before muttering her excuse. "I'm going now. Thanks for the food."

It didn't take long for her to leave the kitchen.

Neji still glared at his wife, and Tenten only raised an eyebrow. "Come on, Neji. You know how it feels to be young."

Crossing his arms, Neji looked away. "You're being dramatic. They might not fall in love with each other."

"Probably not, now. But they still have a long road, Neji. You even had the courage to confess your feelings for me after seven years we had trained together, remember?"

"Tenten," Neji almost growled. "Don't remind me about that."

Tenten couldn't count how many laughs she'd let out today. "You really are an overprotective father – and an overprotective husband too, as long as I remember. And you are obviously overthinking. You shouldn't worry about her, Neji. She is a genius."

He still refused to look at her, so Tenten caught his chin and tilted his head towards her. "Or you are afraid a man would take her away from you someday. Huh?"

"Is that wrong?" He muttered. "She's my only child."

Tenten smiled. "I know. But as I said before, her road is still very long. Until the time comes, she will be alright. She's strong, physically and emotionally."

Slowly a frown on Neji's handsome face disappeared. Maybe she's right, he thought. Kiyomi would always be fine. Being a teenager didn't make her distance herself from him anyway. She was very close to him and always would be. That meant she would always be safe, as long as she had him by her side to support her.

"Well, I think it would be nice to have Shikamaru and Temari as our son in law's parents. After all, I fought Temari in Chuunin exam. It never crossed my mind that our children would meet like this! And Shikamaru is also one of your closest friends, so…"

"Tenten!"

A/N: Kiyomi means pure beauty, which I think suits her the best.

I've always loved the idea of Neji having a daughter! It would be sweet to see our cold and serious prodigy interacting with his daughter. Even though I made his daughter here as a teenager who is as cold as him, I think this piece is cute. I might write a sequel for this chapter in this oneshot collection.

Anyone would like to have a hot dad like Neji? Me!