Rated: K
Warnings: Slight OOC, randomness, Hyuugacest
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. My Neji is mine. A girl can dream.
A/N: So I was sleeping one day and my alarm clock woke me and up and for some reason I had a sudden and random inspiration to write this fic. It was itching my fingers all day so here it is.
Woohoo.
Anyways if you dislike Hyuugacest it would be in your best interest not to read this. Even though it's really not that obvious…
As you know I am a hobo who lives for your reviews. So… review please?
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"Neji! Neji-onee-san!" Hinata was in a rarely exuberant mood today.
"Huh? What did you just call m--" He was soon cut off by Hinata.
"Neji... I got you a dress," she blushed faintly. "It's black."
Neji stared at it, trying his best to conceal his utter shock. "Hinata. I appreciate the thought but..." he paused, "why a dress?"
"Huh? I thought onee-san liked dresses!"
Neji winced. "Uh Hinata... I.. I'm not a girl.."
They stood awkwardly looking at each other for several tense minutes. Finally Hinata broke the silence.
"Oh... then what about your hair..."
Hearing the word hair Neji began to unconsciously touch it. "Ah yes my beautiful long hair. It isn't a crime for men to have lovely long hair you know."
"Oh." Another awkward silence. Hinata decided it was better to just walk away now.
Anyways she had something she needed to do.
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Dear Diary
Turn's out I'm not lesbian...