Reunited
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO AND THE COVER IMAGE!
The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that I wasn't in my room. My room's walls were dark blue whilst this room was coloured in a deep red and decorated with black furniture. Next thing I noticed was that it was 9am (thanks to the alarm clock on the bedside table). I got off the bed and opened the door, trying to figure out whose house I was in. I went to the door next to mine and opened it. Nothing. I was just about to leave when I heard something coming from the room. I slowly went inside and found a door built into the room. Must be a bathroom for this bedroom. I decided I should go outside and wait for the person to finish showering (the noise I must have heard from before).
I sat on the bed and waited for the person to come out. If I would have known what was about to happen, I would have waited in the room I was in before. Standing before me was Neji with only a towel around his waist; he looked really hot, but I didn't think he was appreciating me ogling him. I blushed a new colour of red that probably hasn't even been invented yet. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" I kept repeating. He just smirked and stepped closer to me.
He gave me a sincere smile and hugged me. I gasped in surprise and hugged him back unsurely. He pulled away and grabbed my wrists, his eyes staring into mine. His brows were furrowed and his eyes showed concern. "Are you alright?" he asked in the softest voice I have ever heard from him.
I nodded and answered, "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" That's when it hit me. The events of last night replayed in my mind: the guy trying to take advantage of me, Neji saving me and falling asleep in the taxi. Neji must have seen the distant look in my eyes because he shook me lightly, bringing my thoughts back into the room.
"Ten, are you alright?" he repeated. I stared at him and nodded slowly.
"Yeah. Thanks for saving me, Neji." He gave me a little smile and I hugged him to show him that I was very grateful. To my surprise, he hugged me back and I felt my body explode from the sensation of our skins touching…then I remembered that he was still half naked. I quickly pushed him away, and looked at the door of the room. "I think you should put some clothes on." There was silence and then I heard him chuckle. I guess he wasn't as embarrassed as I was about the situation.
"Just wait here and I'll get changed." I obediently sat on his bed and waited for him to get changed in the bathroom. When he came back, he looked as stylish as ever. He grabbed my hand and dragged me to the kitchen. "What do you want for breakfast?" I shrugged my shoulders, telling him that I didn't mind. He opened the fridge and grabbed a few ingredients to make some omelets and they tasted amazing.
"TenTen, I have to work today. Would you like to come with me to the studio? Otherwise I will drive you home or wherever you need to go," he told me.
"I'd like to come with you." He nodded and sent me up the bathroom to refresh myself. As I came out of the bathroom, there is a set of clothes laid out on the bed. I smiled; he could be so nice and caring when he wanted to be. I looked at what clothes Neji picket out: a pair of black skinny jeans, a red and black halter top and some black ballet flats. I put the clothes on and looked in the mirror. After I was finished, I went back downstairs to see Neji waiting for me.
We got into his car and drove to the studio. While he drove, I texted my friends who texted me thirty-eight times and called me thirteen times. I told them that I was fine and that they didn't need to worry. After I sent the text, I got a call from Ino.
"Hey, Ino."
"WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU? WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER OUR TEXTS OR CALLS? DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED WE WERE ABOUT YOU? WE WERE READY TO CALL THE POLICE!" Ino yelled. I had to move my phone away from my ear to try and stop my ears from bleeding from her loud voice.
"Ino, I'm fine. I was at a friend's house and I didn't answer your texts or calls because my phone was turned off. I'm sorry if I made you and the girls worry."
"WHICH FRIEND? WHY DID YOU HAVE YOUR PHONE TURNED OFF? HOW CAN YOU BE SO CARELESS?" Ino shouted on the other line. I cringed at how loud Ino was.
"Ino, please calm down and stop shouting. I had my phone turned off because I wanted some quiet time. Besides, how was I supposed to know that you and the girls would be calling me? By the way, why did you call me yesterday?"
"You won't believe this! Neji Hyuga has a fashion show coming up and I got us four tickets for front row seats! AHHHHH!" Ino exclaimed excitedly. I knew that she was probably jumping up and down at home. She probably forgot what I told her about our past relationship (if you could call it that).
"I don't know if I can come, Ino. If you forgot, the recording for that new music video is starting soon. Maybe when another fashion show is on," I told her.
"TenTen, this opportunity only happens once in a lifetime. Please come with us. I'm sure you can reschedule the music video for another day," Ino whined. I sighed; when Ino was set on something, it was impossible to change her mind. Sometimes I wished she wasn't so stubborn.
"I'll see what I can do, but I won't promise anything. I'll call the producer and see if I can reschedule. I'll call you later." I hung up and sighed again. Sometimes I had to wonder how I managed to be friends with Ino. She sometimes drove me absolutely insane and we often were complete opposites, but somehow we managed to be friends for years.
"Ino? As in the model, Ino Yamanaka?" I turned and saw Neji. His eyes were completely focused on mine; had I ever mentioned how gorgeous his eyes are? Such a beautiful silver with a light hint of lavender. I always felt like they looked straight through me and into my soul. When we were friends back in high school, he could read me like no one else. I didn't even have to speak a word and he could already tell what I was feeling.
"Yeah, that's the one." He raised one of his eyebrows in question.
"Since when do you know her? Last time I checked, you hated talking to girls because they acted 'too girly' for you." I knew he was only curious, but for some reason, I took it as an insult. It sounded like he thought that I couldn't make friends with anyone of the female gender. How dare he?
Before I could stop myself, I was shouting at him. "Well, the last time I checked, I didn't need to have any girl friends because I had you. Then you decided to ditch me for the popular group. Let's not forget how you were the one who embarrassed me in front of the whole school because you thought you were too cool to be friends with me anymore." A couple of seconds passed before I realized what I said and I immediately regretted it. Sure, he was a jerk back then (and kind of still is), but he saved me from a guy that was going to rape me, gave me a free dress, comforted me when I needed it most and let me stay at his house.
Silence. Neji just stood in front of me and his eyes stared at me; they looked cold and distant. I bit my lip, almost drawing blood, waiting for him to say something. He blinked and the distant look was gone. Instead, his eyes looked guilty and upset.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you the way I did. It was wrong of me to push you to the side like you were trash. That was one of the biggest regrets I've ever had in my life. Every day I wondered what it would be like if I hadn't hurt you the way I did. Then I see you again at a party and you talk to me like nothing ever happened and like we were still best friends. That was the best feeling I had in years. I would never do that to you again, I promise."
He looked at me sincerely and slowly pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back and smiled softly. I missed this. Only Neji could make me feel like this; like everything in the world just fell into place. "Thank you. I'm sorry for yelling at you. I didn't mean to, but I just lost my temper," I whispered into his ear. He hugged me even tighter in response and his hand delicately pushed my head against his chest. I was calmly listening to his heartbeat when I felt his arm move from my waist. I lifted my head in question, to see him looking at his watch.
"Time to go to work."
