Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. T.T
This is dedicated to my friend Nezumi because she inspired this and because I deleted the other sucky fanfic I wrote for her!
Title: A Thousand Needles
Genre: Angst
Rating: T
Pairing: Implied NejiSaku; One-sided NejiTen
Summary: She had always been alone. Love was nothing to her. But in the end, she felt the pain of a thousand needles.
She had always been alone. Since her parents' death, she had left the past behind her. Her dedication to weapons was fueled by her desire fore revenge. She had closed out others. Regret was a feeling she did not know.
She had probably used a thousand needles. She always wielded the weapon. She had never felt its sting, its pain. She felt nothing. She didn't know emotion.
She never knew she loved him. How could she? She had not known love for fifteen years. She had decided love was what caused pain, so she dismissed any attraction towards him. Love was nothing in her eyes
The day she finally acknowledge those feelings, he gave his heart to another. Porcelain skin, eyes the color or spring leaves, rosette-colored hair- the maiden he lost his heart to had a face right off a china doll.
Finally Tenten had felt the pain she had thrown mercilessly at others.
The pain of a thousand needles.
This was just a drabble I wrote in about half-hour, so its not my best. This refers to the inner turmoil Tenten must feel after losing her parents. It's not real though, so please don't review going "OMG! Tente acts NOTHING like that in the anime/manga!" I accept flames, but please remember that this is FANFICTION. Plus, I kinda think she puts up a front... -.-; I DO NOT SUPPORT NEJISAKU!! Nejiten is the best!!!