Hear You Me
By, Walking Contradictor
Summary: Nejiten. Neji's at the brink of insanity. Come, come, Tenten. Be his angel.
Pairing: Nejiten
Chapter 1: To console
Come, come angel.
Hear his cries of sadness.
Come, come angel.
Give him your warm caress.
I've come to a new realization. The rain is fitting for the mood for today. My mother died, and I'm left with nobody. No one. All alone.
Today is her funeral. Most of the Hyuuga family only attended as a show of respect. I scowl at them. They must've only come to uphold their status of giving a damn. No body knew my mother. Only I did. And my father.
My father. I miss him. He was just another someone I didn't know. Another someone. Another nobody. Another person. Another person I miss.
A caged bird. I feel like a caged bird. I long to go out and be free. To spread my wings. To fly. To be alive.
Hm…maybe that's a good idea.
Oh dear. There he is. On a roof. Trying to test if he can fly. And it's Tenten to the rescue. Wonder why's he's so suicidal today. Hm…I must investigate.
Cue Pink Panther music
And away I go. I slink from one dark corner to another, until finally, I'm right behind Neji. Heh, wouldn't it be funny if I shoved him off? Ah, I'm starting to get a little brutal in the mind.
"Tenten."
Ah crap. I'm caught. Turn off the music. I think that's what gave me away.
Tenten's an odd ball. I just realized that right now. Her, with her pink panther music, trying to sneak up on me. Oh well, I must tune her out, and think of other things on my mind.
My mom died. She died before she could see her son become a full rank jounin. It had been her dream. Crap. I let her down. Hm…this inspires me to jump off this roof and fly away.
Ah geeze. He's starting to get a little sad there. I can feel it in the air. I can smell it. I can…taste it? No, that's just disgusting. Anyways, he's sad. What should I do? I'm not used to these situations…
What do I do?
Well…that's the huge question. People confuse this huge question with the other huge question where the dude goes on his knees and proclaim his love for the chick, and the chick goes all crazy and accepts even though she didn't think it through, because the shiny object is overwhelming her brain.
………I went off subject.
Right. What to do now…I can't hug him. That's wrong. I can't…pat him on the head. He might slice my hand off. I mean…I'd touch his hair, so I assume he'd be royally pissed off.
Right. New solution!
……Sit next to him and stay quiet, like you life depended on it.
So here I am, sitting next to him silently.
Stage one complete. Whoo! Mission accomplished!
"Tenten…I…"
Ah crap. He's talking. New mission! Listen to him. Yeah, that's what I'll do.
"My mother passed away."
Holy crap. Didn't expect that. What to do…what to do.
I put my arm around him and hugged him nice and long. Why?
……He was going to jump off the roof.
………………Also because it's nice to hug him. Don't tell anyone though, or I'll hunt you down.
The End
That was the lamest story I ever made. I'm serious. It was gay! u.u Ah well, review if you can. Later.
-Walking Contradictor