Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. A/N: This was originally part of another story but I think it would stand out more on it's own.

The diary

September 7th. 10:17 pm

Ok. I'll admit I had a crush on Neji when I was younger. But who could blame me? He was cute, and smart and… Look I know he's an arrogant prick who rants about fate hating him. But let's face it, I'm not the type of girl guys really notice. And look at my choices. The only two boys in the whole academy to even look at me were Neji and Lee.

I'm lees friend and all but those eyebrows… all I can say is woe and he's so loud. Neji is a jerk, but at lest he's fun to look at. Plus he speaks at a normal volume.

But that's enough about them. They don't matter right now. I've found someone who actually noticed me. Someone who likes Tenten "the girl". Not Tenten "the girl with good aim". Or Tenten "the future weapons specialist". Just me. Plain and simple Tenten.

September 15th. 3:47 pm

It's funny how nothing seems to bother me when I'm with him. I'm not use to his lade back style. There's not tension in the air. It's like he washes it always. I can't be angry or even annoyed. I don't know how he doses it.

September 23rd. 1:30pm

With Neji tardiness is punishable by death. Training is a none-stop battle. You work until your body cant take it. Brakes are for the feeble. And the only thing worse then the tense silence is when he talks. If he's not complaining about destiny being cruel or fate fucking him over… He's complaining about me.

I'm too weak. Too slow. That attack was obvious. His favorite one is "And you want to be a Shinobi." (sp?) I don't have the energy to argue anymore. Hell not even Lee has that much energy.

You can't see it but I'm smiling. Oh, not just because I'm daydreaming about kicking the white eyed prick in the nuts. I'm smiling because I've found someone who's his exact opposite. He doesn't care if I'm late, because he's probably late too. He doesn't want or need apologies. There are no arguments. We can sit in silence and do absolutely noting.

Which is exactly what I'm late for. I'll pick this up latter.

September 24th. 12: 04 am. Where was I?

The best part is he always knows what to say. Whether it's "you look nice" or "is that new?" "It'll be ok" or "what's wrong?" more importantly, he doesn't have to say a thing.

When he holds my hand I know it will be ok. When he looks at me I know he cares. And when he smiles (which is kinda rare) I feel like nothing could ever go wrong again. I sound like a silly schoolgirl, right?

Look on the bright side. At lest I'm not calling myself Mrs.Tenten Nara.

October 3rd. 9:20 pm.

He's so strange (in so many ways).

October 3rd. 10:15 pm

He's perfect, and I know it because he so strange.


Next one will be written from Shikamarus' Ponit of view. It will be like... an afternoon in his life. Thanks for reading, and as always I can't wait for your reviews. -Ela