Note: HIYA! I was bored, going through my wonderful quotes, and decided to write a fanfiction about them! Just random oneshots loosely based on the quote at the beginning. If you want, you can send me some and I'll try to write something on them. This thing will however, not be updated regularly, just when i feel like it ((HINT: I like updating when i know people are reading, and i know when you're reading when you send me a review!!)).

Listening to: No Regret Life (Japanese Rock band of happiness!!)

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but I do have a shirt with pretty akatsuki clouds on it...it's the most comfy thing and very good for sleeping in!

"Everything has a price. It's just what you're willing to pay for it." - Anne Bishop

She stood there, staring in the window. Neji noticed she has done this for several weeks now: always the same place, same day, same time. He wonders why she stands there.

When he believes he has given her enough time, the dark-haired man walks up to his team mate purposefully. He knows she senses his presence, but she doesn't turn around. She always turns around.

"Tenten," he speaks first. He never has to get her attention.

He waits a little longer than usual, but eventually she replies, "Aren't they beautiful Neji?" He can here the longing in her voice. Tenten rarely needs anything, and never asks for anything.

She doesn't shift, so he has look around her to see. What he finds is a set of kunai engraved with a complicated pattern. It is indeed beautiful, but not particularly practical. Who would waste something so exquisite on an enemy?

"Ah." His reply neither affirms nor denies her claim. It has always been easier to let others hear what they wish.

"They're so…Oh Neji, they're so expensive, but yet so pretty!" the desire in her voice is overwhelming everything else. When she turns to face him, the yearning is even more apparent. "I've seen new ones come in every week and each one is more attractive then the last. How I wish I could get even just one…" She trails off, turning back to the display.

Somewhere in his thoughts, he finds the situation ironic. Most girls, no matter how independent they seem, wish for jewels or other needless pretty objects. His team mate, however, really has no need for such trinkets. She wants decorations made to kill, because, no matter how pretty they may seem, that is what weapons are: killing devices.

He merely looks at her, a ghost of a smile many wouldn't (or couldn't) see, and tells her it's time to practice. She takes one last look before sighing and following him to their training ground.

-Q-

The store is not difficult to find. The object he seeks, though, is. From the outside, the shop seems small, but it is filled with shelves and displays of weapons. Kantanas hang from the walls, many are practical but a few are much too noticeable to be of use to an ANBU. Shuriken of all sizes are placed in displays as well as cabinets, the larger are hung from the ceiling, high enough that even he, at his height, need not duck. But he cannot find what he is looking for.

There are many kunai, yes, but none have the elaborate decoration he saw in the window. When he asks, the clerk apologizes, saying they were sold yesterday. Neji frowns, but vows to come back the next week.

When he does, the kunai the clerk shows him are even more striking then the last. Dragons dance along both hilt and blade, winding around until noses reach the point. Each dragon is outlined with different jewels, making each kunai seem a different color. The jewels are held in place by a thin band of gold.

The price is quite large, but then, Tenten has given him more.