Authoress' Note:

Let's face it: I don't give Neji x Tenten enough love, and they really are adorable. And, I'd like to thank a skanky Tenten basher out there, because you compelled me to write this story. Not only did you show me how much I hate Mary Sues, (even more) but you also showed me that apparently, Neji doesn't give a s--t about her, and that Tenten is a jealous shallow useless b--ch. So thanks.

Not. Not.

Your Mary Sue fic needs to burn in hell. (I don't remember who the person is though.)

As a result, this is a fifty themes anthology (from an LJ community) inspired by my love of this pairing. I'll show the world… I'll show you ALL! Neji x Tenten is certainly, undeniably, definitely, indubitably, out of all the pairings:

D E S T I N E D - R O M A N C E

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, and I scream at the butt plug that wrote a Neji x OC story and decided to make Neji call her a 'useless, jealous bitch,' and say that she 'needs to disappear.' Ugh…

Warning: Slight crack.

Destined Romance

Chapter 01: Cinnamon

"So, Neji-kun, why is it that you don't like sweets again?"

"The reason is not necessary."

"But I'm asking you, so an answer is necessary."

"Think of any reason you can. Then go with that and quiet yourself."

Tenten paused, before another thought came to mind. She turned to him, who was deep in mediation and apparently, not paying any mind to her. Leaning forward in the grass, she asked, "You were raped by the Sugar Man-Fairy?"

His lids shot open, revealing shocked, moonlike eyes. He scowled at her ridiculous question and at the excitement in her eyes as she awaited the answer. "Tenten," he growled, "Control your hormones. Please do not incorporate me in any of you male-on-male fantasies. Please."

Inwardly, he shuddered.

"Alright, then how do you control you testosterone?" she asked, raising brown eyebrows. Titling her head to her side inquisitively, she didn't wait for an answer. "I mean, how do you keep all that stuff packed in your testicles?"

Chocking on his spit at the statement, he released hacking cough. Where had that come from? Awkwardly, he hissed, "Tenten, stop being ridiculous." Because it made him utterly uncomfortable.

"Either we talk about that or sweets! I'm tired of watching your— !" (incredibly, hot, sexy, attractive, seductive, and slightly girlish, she added in her eccentric thoughts) "— meditating face! Talk to me for once!"

"Fine," he agreed, tired of her yell. "What do you want to know?" he asked submissively.

"Um…" she trailed off, taping her chin thoughtfully. "Oh! Do you like cinnamon?"

"No. I dislike all sweets."

"But 'cinnamon' can kind of sound like 'condom' if you change a few letters around, and of course, add a 'd,'" she informed, watching him choke again.

"The hormones, Tenten," he reminded.

"But I thought you wanted to talk about sweets, not testicles. That is, unless you want to talk about the male sex gland." She raised her eyebrow, obviously implying something indecent. "Would you?"

"No, Tenten, I would not," was his exasperated reply. He sighed.

"Okay, then cinnamon it is. It's sugary, but it can kind of burn your throat if you eat too much. And I eat a lot of it. It's also a proven fact that when you mix brown sugar and cinnamon, things can get heated."

"Tenten, what is the point of this conversation?" he asked impatiently. There were trees that needed to be blown away with his kaiten, and thoughts that needed to be… meditated… to… Anyway, he was aggravated at her nonsense words.

Leaning forward, she met his lips unexpectedly. He made no effort to move away, and she wasn't sure whether it was because of the shock, or if he actually enjoyed it. It didn't matter to her either way, because at least it was happening.

When she pulled away, she smiled at him triumphantly.

Her reply to the action was a scowl and a, "Again I ask: what is the point of all this?"

He hadn't even hesitated.

What a slap in the face!

She yelled, "You're the brown sugar! I'm the cinnamon! Things are always heated because of the sexual tension! A doi, Neji! Get a freakin' clue, idiot!" Shacking her head disappointedly, (he was a supposed genius) she exited the training grounds angrily, leaving a rather befuddled Neji in her wake.

Owari

Authoress' Note: Next chapter out soon.