The white sword

Yeah, you guessed, another fic made just to see if I can take it all the way down. My fave couple from Konoha, probably 5-6 chappies, mostly like I got used to.

I'll also try not to change the P.O.V as much as I usually do. And BTW, I don't own Naruto or any of its characters. While everyone is happy, let's get started!

Tenten's P.O.V:

I had known no one from my family. My family had been the Academy, and then my teammates and my sensei. Though Lee and Gai-sensei were sometimes annoying, and Neji was sometimes obsessed with his fate and stuff babble, they were my family. The ones I trusted. The ones I could count on. The ones I could tell everything. The ones who understood me.

Still, though most of the time I kept this off my mind, I thought a lot about how my real relatives looked like, how they were, where they were now and if they ever thought about me. I mean, since I knew myself I lived alone. It's a mystery how I did this, but probably this only hardened me and made me strong as I am today.

But nothing made me think about my real family more than that package.

Flashback (yay, first real flashback!):

I woke up in the middle of the night because all my instincts were telling me I was watched. Kunais were already in my hands when I jumped out of my bed to a corner of the room. Looking around I saw there was no one. The window was also closed and nothing seemed wrong with it. After I checked the whole house I dressed up to go outside for a nocturnal walk.

Just when I was to exit the house I saw a package at my feet, left in front of my door. So it wasn't just my imagination, someone has been around my house just minutes ago. I looked at the little card that came along with the wrapped box- it said 'Tenten'. So it really was for me.

I slammed the door and threw the packet on the table. It was long and slender, and didn't seem very heavy. After throwing a few shuriken at it and making sure anything ready to jump out of there and snap my head off was dead, I unwrapped the packet hastily. A sword.

End of flashback (dun-dun-dunnnn!)

I took a long look at the sword again. The way it was crafted, the blade, the shine, the metal… it seemed to glow its own white light in the dark forest. I got used to carrying it around wherever I went. No one asked me what's with it, it's not like it was a new thing me walking around with a weapon.

I rested my hand on the blade and felt the cold metal against my skin. It was almost like the sword was pulsing along with my own heartbeats.

"Tenten? Is that you?"

"Huh? Oh, hya, Neji…"

"Do I disturb you?"

"No, not really! I was just…" my voice trailed away as my attention moved back to the weapon laying on my knees.

I felt Neji sit down behind me and instinctively leaned back until I was sitting very comfortably resting my head on his chest. Yeah, I kinda liked him and I suspected he felt the same too.

"What's that?"

"Oh, this? Just a sword." I didn't know whether to share how it got to me with him or not.

"Could it be… the legendary White Sword of the Silver?" he asked silently.

"The legendary what?"

That's it, short, but I dunno if I'll make the chappies longer. I think this is just right for how I want to make this fanfic.

Any thoughts?