Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or any of the characters that appear in the anime/manga series. I like cake.
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I. Hate. Marshmallows.
It's not that they're not tasty, no. They taste just fine the way they are. But truthfully, there's not really too many occasions that a person can go and enjoy them. It has to go with something. It needs to be enjoyed with hot chocolate, or toasted over a campfire, or made into some other concoction made solely for the purpose of saying "Look what else I can do with these things!" You can't just pick up a bag and start popping them, people will look at you funny.
That's not just my opinion. Neji has a secret craving for the stuff; he eats them in his room. Key word is secret, and he keeps it that way. If someone found out that if his favorite after-mission ritual is sneaking off into his room and enjoying the fluffy sweets, that would be the end of his 'mysterious genius' image.
But it's not just that, no. If it were, even I would be able to give it the ol' Hyuuga disdain and let it be on it's merry way. My boyfriend, though I like him very much, just doesn't seem to understand that there's only so many times a girl can have her eyes compared to sweets before she passes out from saccharine overdose. If that even exists. "…and your lips as rosy as…well, and your eyes, as creamy, and as white as… as… as marshmallows! Yes, and so rich and sweet and…" and it sure takes all of my self control not to scream in frustration. Just thinking about the things makes me want to burn something.
Actually, that's not a bad idea at all.
If you'll excuse me, I must be off. There's a bag in my cousin's room that needs to be set on fire.