Sick
Author's Note: How do you think our favorite ninja would handle training while also combating various illnesses? Think it might be funny? Heron thinks it might be funny too, and decided to step into the humor category. First up, Neji, poor Neji, and the possible ramifications of an inner ear infection. Others will come later if y'all think this is worth continuing. Tell Heron what ya think! Uh, please? Heh, so, is this worth continuing?
He knows that should he go and see a medic, they'll tell him to refrain from training. But there's an important mission coming up for the relatively young, newly-minted jonin, and he isn't going to stop training just because he doesn't feel good. He is shinobi after all, and 'not feeling good' is not an excuse to let himself become weak. Never mind lacking his usual grace, and never mind that his usually ghostly complexion seems even paler, if possible, he is going to train and nothing is going to stop him.
Neji is forced to eat his earlier thoughts as the ground stops him quite nicely. He thinks he might hear someone sighing in exasperation, but everything sounds so muted…is he under water? No, no, he can't be under water. He's in the middle of his training field. He tries to shuffle to his feet, but the damnable ground moves again and even has the audacity to smack him full in the face. Despite the pain in his nose, however, his ears hurt more and that's what bothers him. That and he feels like he might be afflicted with the dry heaves any second now.
Dizzy doesn't begin to describe him. The ground is spinning so fast that Neji wonders why he's not falling into the sky, and the sensation is nauseating. He doesn't have the time or spare concentration to realize he's in a less than dignified position. Normally one would not stop by the training field and be able to see the great Hyuga Neji with his face on the ground, his rear in the air, and his arms splayed rather uselessly to the side, but today is not normal.
"And people call you a genius." The woman's voice is flat, unimpressed. She's not even amused so much as completely exasperated with his less than genius antics. "Neji, don't you have the brains enough to stay home when you've got an ear infection?"
He'd like to answer, defend himself, but with a mouthful of dirt it's rather difficult to speak. Neji, at this point, would very much like to roll over and die from the humiliation. Instead, he gives a non-committal grunt and tries to glare but it's difficult when the woman knows him well enough to know his eyes are crossed, despite there only being miniscule difference in the shades of white between the irises and pupils of his eyes.
"Neji…" Tenten sighs again, and for once, her glare is more potent than his own. "You're an idiot. Now let's get you to the hospital so they can fix you and get you back on your feet. Literally."