Title: Accuracy
His kiss is as subtle as the whisper of a sword stroke, and cuts her just as deep. Light from the fading sun dyes his dark hair golden, adding a flame of color to his pearly eyes, and reflects off the shuriken she holds between her fingers.
Word Count: 106
Characters/Pairings: Neji/Tenten
Comments: Written for Blooming Cosmo, because she was kind enough to make me an LJ icon.
His kiss is as subtle as the whisper of a sword stroke, and cuts her just as deep. Light from the fading sun dyes his dark hair golden, adding a flame of color to his pearly eyes, and reflects off the shuriken she holds between her fingers.
Her lips are dry, and she doesn't say, "Do you love me, really?" because she knows the answer. His hair turns black as he steps away from the light, from her, and walks away.
She never knows how to feel, so she throws the shuriken, and it hits the dummy dead center.
Sometimes Tenten wishes she wasn't so accurate.