Hair-Raising Antics
Tenten was truly startled. For the first time in the years they had known each other, Neji actually looked panicked. He was frantically running his fingers through his usually perfect hair, inspecting every strand for… something. Whatever it was, Tenten couldn't figure it out. The frightened look in his eye intensified as he latched onto a certain hair, dropping all the others. Tenten looked at it briefly, trying to ascertain what was wrong with it, when Neji finally spoke.
"Tenten, I think my life is ending."
Tenten blinked, totally confused by Neji's statement. She searched his face for any traces of sarcasm, and when she found none, she looked at the hair again. Her eyes widened, and she struggled to suppress her laughter, as Neji looked at her solemnly and said,
"Well, if I'm going to die, then I want you to kiss me."
At that, she couldn't hold it in any longer. Tenten burst into peals of laughter.
"One split end isn't going to kill you, Neji." She giggled as she fought to maintain a straight face. "Lee has hundred of them and he's still alive."
Lee, who had been standing nearby and watching the whole affair in silence, nodded serenely – until he realized what Tenten had said.
"Hey!"