Combing for love
NejiTen Just a drabble about Neji and Tenten in a cute situation. And yes, it has to do with hair. D
Disclaimer: Did I ever mention it's sorta depressing to write that I don't own Naruto?
A/N: I just realized that my best friend and I are bishie bitches. And that Naruto is cuter without his forehead-protector. To me, that is. Oh, and before I forget: THANKS so much for all the reviews I received on my other stories. 3
By the way, charas are sixteen in here 'cause I wanted them to.
"My, what a trip!" Tenten exclaimed when she sat down on the floor of the little blockhouse she and her team-mate Neji would spend the night in. He looked out the window, his eyes calm. "It's still raining." He announced bluntly. The two of them had taken shelter in the small hut because of the stormy weather and they were still soaking, but at least they had it dry in there. "I'm freaking wet. Where is my towel?" The kunoichi muttered annoyed. "By the way, Neji, you would do better if you would dry yourself already. The last thing I need is an ill partner. Oh, there it is." Tenten pulled her hair out of its typical buns and began to dry it. The Hyuuga looked at her for a second, sighed, grabbed a towel out of his bag and sat down beside his team-mate. He dried his hair, but while doing so he watched her slightest moves. The brunette was a bit intimidated by that. "Neji, why the hell do you stare at me like I was some kind of sensation?!" The Jounin was startled; he had just snapped out of his daydream and he didn't know what to say. After a long pause he answered: "I've never seen your hair open, so I guess I was amazed. You without buns? That sure is a sensation." She smiled at him. Then she pulled out two futons and handed one to Neji, the other thing she took from her bag was her comb. Tenten gently brushed through her hair with it. "I wonder what- ow!" She had cried because the comb was stuck in a knot in one of her strands and now she didn't get it out for it was hurting so much. The Hyuuga looked at her, then got closer and pulled the comb softly out of her brown tresses. Tenten felt awkward somehow, but she asked: "Would you… ehm… comb my hair,…" Merely audible she added: "Neji-kun?" "Hn." Soon after the young man was very well concentrating on his task. The female liked the stroking of the comb and began to relax. She never thought that she would be alone with Neji someday and he would comb her hair or to say it exactly would like to do this. For it was THE Hyuuga Neji. The white-eyed human ice cube. He was working very hard by now to make sure that the hair of the girl he silently adored would look perfect. He caressed every single strand in the same way. If it was his decision the rain would never end and he would get to comb his comrade's hair for some more time. The guy got secretly sad when he gave the comb back to her. "Thank you, Neji-kun. That was certainly the nicest thing a boy ever did to me. I'd like to be combed by you more often." The last thing was blurted out, although Tenten had mentally forbid herself to do that. She turned the brightest red Neji ever had seen on another person than his shy cousin and she rolled over on her futon. "Good night…" "Have sweet dreams, Tenten. I will… about you and your hair." He could almost feel the warmth of Tenten's blush in the air.
'Maybe I get to do that again soon.' He thought and as a Hyuuga, he of course had a plan how to do so.
I came to this when I saw a NejiTenten fanart and wondered what would happen if Neji ever saw Tenten with her hair down. And as a little NejiTenten fanatic who besides is such a hopeless romantic I thought of this drabble. As always, I'd like to hear your opinion. If somebody finds a grammar error in that piece, which will certainly happen, please let me also know in a review.
Bye for now,
Miyu
