Sasuten 1
A/N- Neji Hyuuga is dead. I am in shock. So I decided to write this. This has probably been done before, but I need to write this. If there is a story frighteningly similar to this, tell me. But I swear, everything I am about to write is from my own head. I'm going to draw from my own experiences to write this. I have never had a loved one die, but I have been abandoned by someone I love, and I have been bitterly disappointed by an ex-boyfriend. I am no stranger to suffering. I am no stranger to sorrow. I am no stranger to depression. I am no stranger to having questions that will never ever be answered.
Chapter One. Why did you leave me?
Tenten did not cry when she was told about Neji's death. She collapsed onto Rock Lee's shoulder and did not move for several minutes. Her heart shattered in that one instance, and didn't ever go back together.
Tears rolled down Tenten's face now.
It had been four months since that fateful day when she had been told about Neji's death. Sixteen long weeks had passed.
Everyone said it would stop hurting. Everyone told Tenten that things would start looking up eventually. Everyone promised that she would get over his death soon enough.
But she hadn't.
Tenten still sat in front of Neji's grave with tears falling down her face four months later.
She knew that she would be alone in the cemetery. It was prime dinner time in Konoha and everyone was at home with a loving family eating.
Tenten didn't have a family. She had no one to come home to. So she might as well visit her deceased teammate.
Neji had been the closest thing to family Tenten had ever had. He'd loved her faithfully right up to his death. They'd planned to marry after the war. Well the war was over, and Tenten was all alone.
She had lost her appetite since his death. She barely ate one square meal a day. She didn't want to eat. For it reminded her of the times she had cooked for Neji when he was alive.
He used to show up at her window wondering what Chinese dish she would cook them for dinner. He had always hated the cafeteria like feel of the Hyuuga dining room. So he would sneak off to Tenten's apartment most nights for dinner.
Tenten cried even harder at the memory. Now she couldn't bear to eat dinner alone in that cursed apartment.
Then he would stay after dinner and they would either kiss on the couch or watch one of their favorite shows. He had only spent the night a handful of times.
Tenten unbuttoned her crimson Chinese style shirt. Then she removed the right sleeve. Her smooth skin waited for her.
Tenten took a kunai out and sliced into her arm. She only cut slightly into the skin, but blood flowed from the self-inflicted wound.
She wanted to feel some pain; to be sure she was alive. Because she felt so dead.
She hastily re-fastened her shirt. Then her gaze landed on the grave stone and she continued to cry.
Neji had always prided himself with being invincible. He had the impenetrable defense. But he had died.
If he could die so easily, what hope did Tenten have? A normal Chinese girl with no bloodline limit. Or even a traceable bloodline for that matter!
Hinata was also suffering from Neji's death, but mostly because she now had to lead the clan. With Neji gone Hinata was the heir.
Tenten cried even harder. How could he have decided to throw his life away? Why did he have to? Why did the only person to love her have to be ripped away?
Sakura Haruno had parents, and a man that loved her that she loved back. Her important person, (Naruto) hadn't been ripped away like Neji.
In fact, Neji had died to protect Naruto. Tenten had tried to hate the blonde hyperactive ninja with all her heart but she just lacked the ability.
Naruto had apologized to Tenten after Neji passed. He had said that he was the sorriest person to live. He had begged Tenten to look into her heart and find a way to forgive him.
Tenten had forgiven him. Only because he was so genuine about his apology. And she didn't want anyone to unnecessarily suffer. She could bear Neji's death on her own, and didn't want anyone else miserable.
Tenten looked down at the gravestone. "Why did you have to go?" She asked the air. "Didn't you know how miserable I would be? Do you know that I miss you every day?"
The only thing that responded was the cool night wind. She was utterly alone and would most likely stay that way.
Tenten gave herself a few more minutes of grieving before she stood up and dried her tears. The stars were already out and she should get home.
Instead she looked up at the stars and wondered where Neji's soul was. She hoped he had found his father Hizashi and they were happily reunited at last.
Like father like son, she thought sadly. Old Hizashi had died saving someone else just as Neji had.
The stars glittered beautifully above her. She had been told stories of each one being a ninja who died valiantly. She knew that if that were true than Neji would be above her. His soul deserved the most beautiful paradise.
She pulled his ninja headband from her pocket. It had been given to her from Hinata. The Hyuuga heiress had known of her cousin's relationship with the weapon mistress and could think of no one better to give the band to.
Tenten pressed the cool metal of the band against her lips and whispered, "I love you, Neji." into the wind.
Then she pocketed the band and began the lonely trek to her home.
She was alone again, as she always had been.
A/N- Sasuke will be in the next chapter. I just wanted to write about Tenten's sorrow. I wanted to devote an entire chapter to it. Don't worry; this whole story won't be about loss and sadness. Only most of it will be like this.
