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Neji knows all about so called "perfect women." He was raised with the idea that he would marry one. But now, tracing Tenten's scars, he's positive that he isn't going to go along with what his family says. He doesn't want perfection. He wants someone that will make him stop and think, someone that will make his emotions react in painful and annoying ways.
She curls closer to him, forehead pressed against his collarbone. Tenten is by no stretch of the imagination perfect. She curses like a common guard when provoked. She isn't soft; her hands are rough with calluses from her weapons, and she isn't graceful; the bruises on her shins from the coffee table in the front of their small apartment attest to that.
In all honesty, she is the most unfeminine woman he has ever met.
"Neji," she says. He tilts his head back to see her face, and she glares at him, all brown eyes and frowning mouth. "Neji, quit thinking so much. So what if your family doesn't approve? They didn't like the idea of Naruto and Hinata, at first, but they went ahead anyways, and now Hiasha's totally fine with it." She is sitting up now, her hair falling around them like a curtain as she leans over him. His shirt -- one that she stole from him months ago -- drapes around her small frame, and her bare feet brush against his shins. He fists a hand in her hair, the pale of his skin stark against the deep brown as he pulls her down to him, her forehead resting on his. The moment is ruined, however, when she props her elbows on his chest and crosses her eyes at him. She can feel his silent laughter beneath her forearms and she smiles.
His voice is quiet in the darkness of the room. "You," he says, "are ridiculous." That, he thinks dryly, is a perfect example of how imperfect you actually are. His eyes gain a faraway look, and she frowns at him. Again.
"Didn't I tell you to stop thinking about it?" She glares.
"You're really not what they wanted," he observes. She rolls her eyes, head tilting to the side as she does.
"But I'm not marrying them, Neji. I'm marrying you." She says this as if it negates all the problems they are doubtlessly going to run into.
And for her, it probably does. His world isn't so black and white, but for this moment, he's willing to go along with her.
"That's true," he says, and thinks and you're what I want.
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