Out of my own experiences, the only thing that could outmatch the pain of having to bear the object of your accretions worship someone else, is being in their friend-zone. Let's see how our favorite Weapon Mistress deal with being placed in such horrible zone no living soul should have to suffer.
Here's my disclaimer. I do not own Naruto. I do not wish to own Naruto. I do not have any plans of world domination, and consequent dethroning of Masashi Kishimoto. He's fine in that high horse of his (high from my perspective, y'know –vertically challenged), and he's doing a damn good job the way things are. So lest we'd like to see a rushed, clichéd, shoujo -fied story of a blond boy finally having the guts to confess to a certain clan heiress, let's all herald the genius of Kishimoto, and be contented that someone as hopeless as das moi is not behind the wheels.
And disclaimers are too troublesome. This'll be applicable for the entire story. By my power as author and almighty creator, only this disclaimer alone should suffice. Problem, bro?
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"Let's get one thing straight," Neji Hyuga propped his palms on the mahogany desk of the Captain's office. His lips set in a thin line, and his eyes fiery with determination (or as fiery as Neji could get), he addressed each and every soul in the room in a monotonous but commanding tone. His disdain and exasperation rolled off him in waves, "I am not fraternizing with my vice-captain. Whoever concocted such lies has gone too far, and should suffer due consequences by my own hands. Tenten has been, and will always be, a good friend of mine; nothing more, nothing less. Are we clear?"
Neji Hyuga had just publicly ratted me and my feelings out.
Worst, he publicly friend-zoned me.
I wanted to faint, dead-away.
Alright people! I have a favor to ask y'all. I need this story to become my first ever to reach one hundred reviews, or more. I need y'all to be nice. I'll make awesome updates, and a fantastic batch of cookies (all bought, I assure you) if you can give me my dream 100 reviews. Please?
