This story was written off of a prompt Crazy PurpleSage gave me, so I'm dedicating this story to her.
Purple
I think I'll wear purple today. Neji pulled out a pair of lavender slacks and a dark purple blouse with long flowing sleeves. Following his normal routine, Neji brushed his hair for 15 minutes to get out all the tangles. Then he added a purple barrette with purple ribbon hanging from it to his hair.
A knock sounded at his door. "Enter."
A servant brought in his normal breakfast tray complete with hot tea, toast and some litchi fruits. Neji needed to take care of his girlish figure after all. Finishing his meal, he grabbed his backpack which he had packed last night with all his homework and necessary books and headed out the door to school.
"You're looking regal today, Neji." Kiba elbowed him, laughing.
"Go away, Kiba!"
"Dude, what crawled up your butt and died?"
"You."
"Seriously. What's your issue? You're not usually this grouchy."
"Kiba, just leave me and my choice of clothing alone."
"Sorry, man. I didn't realize you were so touchy about your clothes. I'll catch you after class, ok?"
"..." Finally some peace and quiet. Neji sat down at his desk.
"Neji, you look so handsome." The flock of girls cooed.
Note to self. Don't wear purple. It attracts too much attention.
And this is why Neji no longer wears purple.
