Protector
She'd always seen men as something to be protected from. Her father has been alchohalic, and after her mother died, tried to turn to Tenten for his various needs, hitting her when she wouldn't comply. That's why she had become a ninja, to protect herself. After a few encounters, her father had learned his lesson, through pain. He was long dead, and nobody else tried anything intimidated by the headband. But she'd still retained her fear of men.
She often awoke in the middle of the night, choaking on a silent scream, in a cold sweat, the last images of her father's leering face burned into her eyes. For so long, she had cried herself to sleep again, crying for all the abuse she'd taken, for the normal home and life she'd never known.
No more.
Somehow, he always knew she awoke, and comforted her. She would cry into his chest, as he played gently with her hair, and wispered comforting words to her, finally singing her to sleep with a smile on her face. And then, Neji would gently kiss her, and her protector would sleep silently, next to his treasure.