DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO.
RQ: Yep. Another random oneshot. NejiTen. Next time, I hope it'll be ShikaTema. I'm dying for an idea. :)
Mute
"Hey." He didn't respond. Even though he was like that, cold and impenetrable, I knew. "I love you, too." NejiTen, Oneshot.
I walked, opening the front door.
"I'm home." I greeted him. He was sitting as usual, on his wheelchair, eating cereal while watching TV. I put my bag on the table, and gave him a light kiss.
"It's late. Why did you stay up?" I asked, kneeling in front of him. He continued to gaze through me, I tried it, yet I fail. He always seems to be wearing a mask, impenetrable, a closed book.
"Oh." I smiled, imagining his thoughts.
I stood, heading towards the bathroom. I could feel his eyes glued to my back. I brushed my teeth, wuickly yet thoroughly, not to leave any piece of dirt. I washed my face, refreshing myself.
I walked to our room. I got my brush. I combed my hair.
"Not too much frizz," I examined the ends of my coffee-brown hair. "no split ends."
I jumped on the bed. I draped the large silk on my body, attempting to sleep.
Neji headed to their room.
He saw TenTen, and could even hear her breathing. She was asleep.
Neji neared to TenTen, giving her a light peck on the lips.
"I'm sorry."
Every night was like that. Silent, uncomfortable, cold. It was all because he was useless, unable to feed her with ease and warmth that a husband does to his wife.
Every Night.
They were both mute, to death, as they would communicate, he could talk, she could talk, he could understand, she could understand.
But neither of them were loud enough.
They were both mute.
Angsty? Yeah well you know how random I am. If you re-read that, you could see the pain they have. Almost cried imagining the scene. Shortest oneshot. ever.
~Requimen1997