Title: "What about werewolves?"
Rating: K+
Pairings: None. Maybe in the next one.
Summary: Ninjas, especially young, can be afraid of monsters, too.
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own any characters. The belong to Kishimoto Masashi. If they did belong to me, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction.
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Omnium Gatherum: A miscellaneous collection; a hodgepodge.
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"Neji-nii-san?"
"Hmph?"
The pale boy looked up from his studies. His cousin was standing at the door.
"Yes, Hinata-sama?"
"C-could you p-please tell me… Do werewolves exist, Neji-nii-san?" the small eight years old girl asked.
What?
Little Hanabi was sleeping, he was studying as always, and Hinata should have been sleeping, as well. Was she having nightmares? He stared at her with his pupil-less eyes. She did look kind of upset. She wore a worried expression and her fingers were twiddling with the fabric of her nightwear. Well, her fingers almost always twiddled, but she did look a little …terrified, maybe?
"Why are you asking, Hinata-sama?"
He should probably not be asking, however it sort of …interested him.
"Umm… I, err, I mean, t-these kids in the academy today… were talking about m-monsters and …umm… werewolves. I just thought I should ask you…"
"No."
"Eh?" She looked up from her hands.
"Werewolves don't exist, Hinata-sama. There are plenty of monsters, but not werewolves. But, anyway, a ninja should be able to face any kind of monster."
"Oh"
He went back to his scrolls, but he knew she was still standing at the entrance. When he realised she wouldn't leave, she turned to face her again.
"Yes, Hinata-sama?" he asked politely.
"N-nothing. Thanks, Neji-nii-san. Goodnight."
She bowed and turned away to leave, but something still bothered him.
"Do you need company?" he said without really thinking.
A Hyuuga, let alone an heiress, should never need company. Plus, he shouldn't be asking anyway. It wasn't right.
She looked at him hesitantly. At last, she nodded and sat down near the door.
"Thank you, Neji-nii-san", she said quietly.
Neji didn't answer, only shook his head and continued his studying. After several minutes, (or was it an hour?) he looked at her sideways. She had fallen asleep, her head resting on her arms, which were folded on her knees.
Neji rubbed the cursed seal on his forehead. He had learned to hate her, and even though hatred was too big for a nine-year-old boy, he really did. However, she was just a little girl, and times like that made it a little bit difficult hating her.
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A/N: This is my first time writing fanfiction EVER. No, wait, I think I've written something about Harry Potter once… Well, back to the point, Neji is kinda out of character here, but I had this idea and I just wanted to write it! It still bothers me, though.
Also, this is the first of one series of one-shots, based on random words I picked from the dictionary. This one was "werewolf". Next one is "floodlight", but I don't really have an idea yet. I think it might include Kotetsu and Izumo.
Any feedback would be awesome! And, if you spot any grammatical errors, please tell me and I'll fix them. =)