A/N: I'll admit, Neji is a bit of a bastard in this fic. I don't really believe his character is this cruel in canon, but I needed to make him a bit evil in order to satisfy the rabid plot bunny!
Neji wrapped his arm around the shoulders of the pink-haired kunoichi walking next to him. It had been pathetically easy to convince her to go on a date with him. She had been overly distraught once she realized that her precious 'Sasuke-kun' truly had deserted the village, both mentally and physically. All the failed attempts to retrieve him had only worsened her condition. She had been ripe for the plucking, and his general similarity to the Uchiha in terms of demeanor, ability and appearance made him an easy substitute for her lost love.
Normally, such foolishness would be beneath him, but he had overheard Lee mentioning that he was finally going to ask Sakura on a date, and for some reason, that had irked him. Despite the massive injuries he had sustained, the annoying boy was back, stronger than ever, with even more determination. To Neji, who knew one could never escape the cages they were born into, Lee's sheer confidence that he could excel despite the drastic confines he was under was a constant thorn in his side. Because Lee was still healing, it would mean nothing if Neji bested him at sparring for the time being, but there were other ways to erode one's confidence.
Neji walked with Sakura in silence, but he allowed his fingers to trace patterns on her bare shoulder, slowly building her arousal. Once they had walked to an area that was relatively secluded, Neji led Sakura into a dark corner, pressing her into the wall and kissing her without warning.
At first, Sakura stiffened and Neji thought that he may have miscalculated…that she might actually humiliate him by trying to push him away. But then she relaxed slightly and tentatively wrapper her arms around his waist. Her lips moved inexpertly, and Neji surmised that this might be the first time she had ever been kissed. But the mewling noises that were coming from the back of her throat seemed to indicate that at least she was enjoying herself.
Given that she hadn't made any protest so far, Neji pushed his luck even further. Slowly, he let one of his hands creep under the thin top she had chosen to wear for their date. When his thumb gently caressed her breast, she stiffened once more, but yet again, she made no active attempt to deter his efforts. With as desperate as this girl seemed to be, Neji began to think that he could actually deflower her right there against the wall and she would let him with barely a squeak.
However, the angry presence that had been following them the entire evening would have none of that.
'Finally,' Neji thought to himself, getting one last grope in before Lee stormed over and pulled him away from his pliable date.
"Neji…what are you doing to Sakura-san! Someone of such beauty and character should not be treated in such a way!"
Sakura turned a bright shade of red, looking extremely guilty about the position Lee had caught her in.
"Lee-san!" she squeaked. "I…I can explain. Neji-kun and I…we're on a date," she said shyly, looking down at her feet to avoid seeing the crestfallen look in his eyes.
As Sakura tried to disappear into the wall, Neji stepped close to his rival and whispered in his ear. "You see, Lee. You will never win. I will always best you in any sort of competition."
Then he linked arms with Sakura and turned to take her home, leaving Lee to watch them walk away with tears streaming down his face.