Neji put his thumb in his mouth; a hot, spicy taste burned his tongue, and he jerked his thumb out. He immediately knew what happened. "Stupid Hanabi switched our lunches again." Hanabi was addicted to spicy foods, and consumed them at levels of hotness that burned most people's mouths. She was known to mix Cajun sauce in with her wasabi to get it hotter, and she often ate spoonfuls of wasabi straight out of the jar.
"Maybe it was on accident-" Tenten said doubtfully.
Neji snorted. "You say that every time she does it." Hanabi did it way too often to be an accident.
Tenten frowned. She thought it was really heartless of the younger girl to do that to Neji. Unable to see, he wouldn't know until he put something in his mouth.
Neji's face suddenly darkened and he yanked up his pant legs. "Do my socks match?"
Tenten really wanted to slap Hanabi now. In fact, she would, as soon as they got home from school. Even better, she would make sure Hiashi knew. She wouldn't tattle-tale; that was immature and reflected badly on her. She wasn't part of the Hyuga clan- not yet, anyway- so it wasn't her place to say anything. But she could make sure Hiashi saw Neji's mismatched socks. He'd know right away his youngest daughter was the culprit.
"Tenten?" Neji's voice snapped her from her thoughts of revenge. "They don't, do they?" His pupil-less eyes narrowed. "What colors?"
"Pink and green." Neji gritted his teeth. Hanabi was really in for it. "At least the rest of my clothes match- don't they?"
"Yeah. I'm sure your uncle would at least notice that in the morning."
Neji nodded. "I hope that little brat gets grounded for a week." So, Neji planned on making sure Hiashi saw his mismatched socks, too.
"I don't; then we'll have to put up with her all week."
Neji hesitated. "…Not if we go out."