Once more Neji and I paused during our sparring match so that I could readjust my bra strap under my tank top.
I guess I should explain that I woke up late and in my rush to get ready to spar with Neji I grabbed the wrong bra to wear. I accidentally grabbed one of my nice bras that one wears for nice occasions with minimal physical activity; however it wasn't until I was almost to the training grounds when I realized my mistake. Neji could probably already sense my chakra and I'm sure he would have been more upset if I decided to leave to change into something more appropriate, so I thought it best to suck it up and suffer through the discomfort of sparring in the wrong bra for one day.
The first time my left bra strap fell we were five minutes into our match. Neji noticed and immediately stopped his movements. He looked at me and pointed to my shoulder.
"TenTen, your . . ."
"Thanks," I said cutting him off from his statement while replacing the offending item back in place.
Presently, I lost count of the number of times I had to make an adjustment, but I would venture a guess of nearly thirty now. After the last adjustment, we didn't resume our match. Neji simply lowered his stance and walked to his bag to retrieve his water bottle. I took his cue and found my own canteen while the awkward silence of the situation invaded the space between us.
After many moments waiting for something to be said, Neji broke the silence.
"We should end our sparring match today and pick it up tomorrow without any distractions."
" Heh, heh. Sorry about that."
I sat down for a moment next to our bags before returning my canteen to its previous location. I leaned back on my hands to look up at Neji.
"Neji, were you going easy on me today because of . . . the . . . you know?"
"There is no benefit for me if I go easy on you TenTen."
"You're right, I'm sorry. What was I thinking?"
I then stood back up and dusted the grass off the seat of my pants. The damn strap fell down again! But before I had a chance to even raise my own arm, the strap was put back in place. My mouth dropped open and I couldn't even form a coherent thought as I saw Neji's hand fall back into place at his side. I did a double take between my shoulder and Neji's hand before looking at his face and seeing the faintest blush adorning his cheeks.
"Neji . . . did you . . . just . . ." I stammered in confusion.
"It is my understanding that such garments are adjustable to better fit the wearer, perhaps-"
"Did you just imply that I am small?"
"No, I-"
"You know, Neji, I was in a rush this morning and grabbed the wrong bra. I'm sorry for ruining your training. I promise that tomorrow there will be no wardrobe malfunctions."
I yanked my bag off the ground and looped it onto my shoulder. I took a deep breath before storming off, but then I had a thought. As embarrassing as today was for me, I think Neji deserves some embarrassment too. I let out my breath and turned to face Neji with a mischievous smile spread across my face.
"If my bra strap distracted you this much, I'd hate to think what your reaction would be to see the top of my thong sticking out above my waistband."
Neji's face instantly reddened when he heard me say 'thong.' Just the reaction I wanted. I smiled to myself as I started to turn and walk away.
"But I usually prefer going commando to wearing a thong anyway," I added.
I really can be evil sometimes. As I was taking my first step away I heard a thud behind me. Neji was no longer standing where I left him; he had fallen to the ground on his back. I quickly got to his side to discover he was out. The only time I've ever seen anything like this happen is when Hinata is around Naruto.
Oh . . . OH!
"Neji?"