(A/N: Ah yes, thank you all for the reviews and I'm happy you took a liking to this Fic. I'm a bit busy now days so I apologize if I take longer to update! In the meantime, I will be posting some NejiTen Drabbles so you know I'm still writing and alive lol)

Chapter 7

Neji jogged at a steady pace a few feet behind the Uchiha. The guard was gracious enough to slow his pace, making up for the fact that the Hyuga almost punched his face in earlier that morning. He had some nerve, the assassin though as he dragged himself out of bed. Despite how early it was, Neji found himself slowly getting used to the routine of waking up early, jogging, and then eating breakfast; only to resume his own form of training in the privacy of his chambers before being dragged out by Itachi to spend time and be social with the Prince. After that, he is to train with Lee or Master Gai. Within these few days Neji has also witnessed the Princess out and about early in the morning. Rock Lee had taken charge of her early morning activities or created some. As it was told to him by Itachi, she is to wake up before dawn, go jogging with Rock Lee, have breakfast, work on her weapon technique (which in this case was the wooden staff first before she was handed a sword), clean up, have her lessons for the day, have lunch, then she had free time. The prince himself didn't know what she occupied herself with her free time, but hasn't seen her within the palace walls during it. Along with that, Haku wasn't anywhere to be seen within that same time according to Shikamaru.

"Hm?" Sasuke glanced over to the other side of the trail they were running.

Neji glanced over in the same direction. There she was, panting and sweating. Her hair was falling out of her buns as she tried to catch up to Lee, who was obviously going slowly for her. Tenten had a pained expression on her face as she ran, but she didn't stop, even when Lee did to wait for her. It's been a few days, the Hyuga thought to himself. It will be longer, but if she kept this up her stamina would have increased significantly.

"She doesn't know when to quit does she?" the assassin sighed.

"Once Princess Tenten sets her mind to something, she won't stop until she achieves it, even if the world is crumbling down before her." Sasuke replied, admiration was sprinkled upon that frosted compliment.

Mentally shrugging, Neji glanced back at the princess and found himself smirking. He will be looking forward to the day when he defeats her again, only that time, she will actually be worth the trouble. They reached the gates and walked around the courtyard for a bit to cool down. Slightly panting, Sasuke ran a hand through his raven hair and looked up at the clock tower.

"Why doesn't it chime?" Neji asked out of the blue.

Sasuke shrugged. He had no idea, really. The sky had begun to turn a magenta color. With that, the Hyuga walked to his chambers where he will await his breakfast. Upon approaching his door, he notices that it had not closed all the way. Leaning against the wooden frame, he closed his eyes and listened for footsteps. The maids don't walk in at this hour, and Itachi always comes after breakfast. The assassin's hand went to his side. Shit, no weapon. This left him to tackle the idiot into the ground once he was spotted. Steading his heartbeat, the Hyuga kicked in his door and spotted the intruder. Lunging at him, he knocked the person on the ground, his arms twisted behind his back.

"GOD DAMN, HYUGA."

Ivory eyes scanning the golden crown, Neji sighed; the prince, of course. Releasing him, Neji stood and sat on his couch. What idiot would sneak into an assassin's space and not expect to be attacked? Oh yeah, this idiot. The prince straightened himself and glared at the Hyuga. Neji offered no apology, which caused a vein to pop in the prince's head.

"What are you doing here?" Neji asked flatly.

Shin-Ten crossed his arms over his chest. He was checking up on the Hyuga and was going to give him a briefing on the Desert Prince's arrival. Neji rolled his eyes as he leaned more into the cushioned couch, the sweat felt cool against the pillows. The arrival of this Desert Prince was apperently important to the Royals. The prince was the youngest of three; his older brother and sister not chosen to be heirs, however were handed high status. This prince was also a child hood friend of his and Tenten's.

"You said 'was'." Neji stated.

Shin-Ten nodded. He used "was" because his parents find his friendship with Tenten to have potential to...sprout into something. It was absurd, since it's obvious the two saw each other only as friends. And the Desert Prince looked to Tenten for company, not passion.

"I'm still shocked that he can stand her."

"Probably because she was the only one not afraid of him. His sand magic is deadly. He had no friends to begin with. According to some rumors his own siblings are afraid of him."

"Oh, great. A socially awkward monster and the annoying ungrateful baby under the same roof. How fun." Neji grunted.

"They actually occupy each other. I see her let her guard down with him. That in itself is a sight to see." The prince said, ignoring that last comment.

"Oh?" The Hyuga cocked an eyebrow.

Shin-Ten nodded. The desert prince was to arrive tomorrow before lunch. He was going to stay to watch the competition out of respect to the Desert King's allience to the Golden Kingdom. At this Neji shrugged. He wasn't one for politics. The competitors will join in the welcoming feast, but then have a late night group session. The assassin grunted. How annoying. He didn't want to be observed by them yet.

"Your sister hasn't quit yet." Neji announced suddenly.

"It has come to my attention that you have been watching her." The prince announced just as suddenly.

The Hyuga spat. No, he hasn't. She's just shown up where he has been. They have crossed paths often since he has arrived to the Golden palace. The prince hummed to himself and cocked an eyebrow at him.

"I find it hard to believe that you do not fancy her-"

"I do not fancy her." The Hyuga shot abruptly.

Shin-Ten laughed. It was a joke. But in the back of the prince's mind he felt that the assassin enjoyed playing with her. Take that spar for example, he had marked her, and by Sasuke's report he had been very playful with his little sister. Furthermore, the prince thought, in each conversation the prince held with Neji, Tenten would pop up one time or another.

"Be prepared to be awakened earlier tomorrow, Hyuga. Expect Itachi in the morning." The prince walked to the door.

"Of fabulous..." Neji grumbled.

There was soft knocking on Neji's bed chamber door. Stirring, the Hyuga grunted, giving whoever it was permission to enter. Itachi strode into the room and tapped his shoulder. Sitting up, the assassin rubbed his eyes and walked into the bathing room. Soon enough the two were outside of the palace, jogging. Itachi kept a steady lead as Neji stared at the back of his head. What was that the other day? It was like Itachi was a totally different person whenever his magic is activated. Unless the nice guy attitude was just an act. Sensing the Hyuga looking at him, Itachi turned and jogged backwards.

"Is something the matter, Neji?" He asked.

Neji shook his head but was caught of guard.

"If you call me Neji, then I can call you Itachi." The assassin said.

"I suppose. If you wish, however I'm not sure how the king take it if you and I addressed each other so casually." Itachi shrugged before turning back.

Neji grunted. So much for that. But the Hyuga really can't be all that "nice" with the Uchiha anymore. There was a little sliver of something dark. He should have expected it, however he couldn't wrap his brilliant mind around the fact that Itachi could have pulled a fast one on him in order to cooperate; making him feel like a sucker in the end. Sucking his teeth, Neji glanced around; deciding to drop the thought for the moment. No one he expected was around. He quickly glanced at the clock tower, then behind him. In disappointment, the assassin sighed and shook his head to himself.

She wasn't running today.

Horns blew and the golden gates to the palace were wide open. Nobles, guards, the Minister of the Royal church had gathered around to greet the Desert Prince before entering the palace. The carriage had stopped in the courtyard, just before the steps. The court women giggled and buzzed behind their fans, glancing between the carriage and each other. First exited a young woman, her blonde hair pulled up into an interesting set of pony tails. Her grey and real dress sashayed as she stepped aside to allow her brother to exit. That's when the gasps had begun. The Desert Prince poked his head out of the carriage, only to be greeted by a swarm of giggling women, blushing and trying to get his attention. The two had barely made it through the lot outside. But a sigh of relief was heard from the blonde as they entered the palace, their Royal guard leading the way.

"I can't remember the last time that happen..." The blonde princess groaned.

The Desert prince remained silent. They were greeted by the Golden King's Advisor at the throne room doors. Kakashi bowed to them, his fist over his masked mouth and led them into the grand room. The King sat straight, a golden crown encrusted with red gems sat on top his head. He gave a pleased look as the Desert prince entered, looking indifferent. The Queen smiled down at the prince and princess, her eyes shined as she gazed down upon the young teens.

"Welcome back to our kingdom, Desert Prince. We hope you're stay is enjoyable, as it has always been." The king announced to the room.

Tenten shifted in her seat beside her Father. She didn't go jogging today. Tsunade had shooed Rock Lee from her mansion so she could sleep and look presentable to the visitors. When the princess was woken up, she was highly annoyed that her friend was not there, but her ladies waiting to bathe and clothe her. Glancing over at Shikamaru, who was seated on the side with his family, she made a face at him. The Nara cocked an eyebrow before lifting his chin. Tenten pouted and waited for her father and friend to stop talking.

"Prince Gaara, I would like you to meet Tenten's competitors." Fei-Ten said waving to Captain Fugaku to bring in the group.

Gaara nodded and glanced at the door. The competitors came in and lined up before him and his sister.

"Well well, this is really happening." The Desert Princess murmured to her brother.

Gaara remained silent as he observed each one of the competitors. He evaluated each one based on their physical appearance; Intelligent, Fake, Weak, and...

"Hyuga." The desert prince mumbled under his breath.

Glancing up at Tenten, he met her eye.

"Seriously?" He mouthed to her.

"I know, crazy right?" She mouthed back making an amused face.

Gaara watched as they bowed to him, each one looking at him curiously.

"Competitors, this is Prince Gaara of the Desert Kingdom and his older sister Princess Temari. He will be observing your training as well as the competition." The King announced.

Gaara nodded to the group, and kept a side glance of the Hyuga Assassin. The king ordered them to introduce themselves. Kabuto of the East mountains, a medic. Sai a nomad as well as an artist. Haku, an assassin of the Kiri Guild. Gaara glanced at the weak looking fellow briefly before returning his gaze. Then, there was-

"Hyuga. But you already knew that, didn't you, Desert Prince?" The Hyuga assassin announced.

Shikamaru glanced from Gaara to Neji. The Hyuga needs to keep his mouth shut. The Desert Prince kept a straight face. He figured that he wouldn't have any respect for the higher grace, so Gaara brushed it off; it never really bothered him. The King clapped his hand and the competitors moved out the way so the Prince was in full view of the Hua family. Bowing his head, Gaara requested the company of Tenten, who cheered in her head for her savior. The King nodded and allowed it. Tenten bolted from her chair and clung herself onto the redhead's arm.

"I have so much to tell you, Gaara." The brunette exclaimed.

Gaara nodded and bowed once more to the king and Queen before leaving the chamber, his arm linked with Tenten's. Neji glanced at Shin-Ten, who looked at him.

"Seriously?" He mouthed.

"Crazy, right?" The prince replied.

The Hyuga puffed up his cheeks. Princess Tenten flew out her throne to the redhead. And the prince had only a please by reaction to it. What the hell was that all about? If it was Neji he would have pushed her off.

"But it's not me...why am I thinking to hard about this anyway? I don't give a fu-"

"Princess Temari, I will message your father that you have arrived safely. For the mean time, Sasuke will escort you to your room." The King announced.

Temari bowed to the Royals and followed the Uchiha out the chambers. Neji glanced over his shoulder and saw Shikamaru rise from his seat, bowed and took his leave.

Well, well, well.

Gaara looked around the gardens as he walked with the princess through the game park. The royal guards had been doubled since the kidnapping attempt. Tenten had told him about the Hyuga assassin, but he could tell she didn't tell him everything. He has poked her cheek. To his surprise, the amount of powder on her face was more than what she normally wore, explaining her unusual light completion at the moment. Tenten also say a few words about the the Kiri assassin. Based on what was said, Gaara couldn't believe that he was from Kiri. But he knew best out of a lot of people not to judge so quickly.

"Kabuto is happy to be back," Tenten hummed as they strolled.

"I haven't seen him since he left with Orochimaru to study medicine."

The red head hummed himself. Indeed, it was odd seeing him again after all these years. Then again Kabuto was a few years older than they were. But then again, Tenten was older than him by a year as well.

"Is Naruto coming to the feast?" Gaara asked.

"Of course. He's been dying to see you again." Tenten replied letting go of his arm.

Gaara watched as she plopped herself on a patch of grass any laid back. Her dark pink dress was going to get grass stains. All well. The Desert Prince sat himself next to her.

"What are you looking at?" He asked.

"Sometimes I would lay back and watch the clouds with Shikamaru when we both have nothing to do." The princess explained.

"I think you mean; when you successfully run away from Lady Tsunade so you don't do your lessons." The redhead corrected.

"Or that." Tenten smiled brightly at him.

"That's something I haven't seen in a long time."

The two royals looked up. Itachi stood before them, the Hyuga Assassin (who looked at her curiously) and the Prince beside him. Tenten cocked an eyebrow and her face returned to normal.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I haven't seen a smile like that in a while; a pure pleasant smile." The Uchiha answered, softly smiling himself.

Tenten shrugged, unsure of how to answer. She glanced at Gaara, who had closed his eyes. Itachi asked why they were on the ground. A form of exclusive social interaction which did require any formal status or proper etiquette.

"So, you're just hanging out?" Neji commented shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Didn't you hear me? Come on, Hyuga, keep up." The princess said as she laid back down on the grass.

"Your dress will get ruined."

"I have more."

"The dirt will get everywhere."

"And this the bathtub was created."

"There are bugs."

"Yeah, and?" Tenten shot back at the Hyuga.

"Will you two quit it?" Shin-Ten groaned.

"He started it, Shin…" the princess mumbled under her breath.

Neji was slightly annoyed but slightly amazed at the same time. She really did not give three fucks. Standing over her, Itachi offered for them to accompany himself and Neji to the training chambers. Tenten refused, and Gaara just grunted. How social, Neji thought. But there won't be any distractions, then. Tenten waved her hand lazily at Itachi, telling him to not worry about her. The Desert prince agreed, staying that she is safe with him. With one last look at the two Royals, Itachi gave in and nodded at the assassin. Tenten watched as the Guard, her brother, and the Assassin leave.

"Ugh, he is so annoying!" Tenten groaned.

Gaara let out a chuckle, knowing she meant the assassin and not the Uchiha, whom she loved as an older brother.

"Tenten, don't like that. It's not his fault he's here."

Propping herself into her elbows, Tenten looked at Gaara with big brown eyes. Indeed, he was right. Playing with a blade of grass, Tenten began to tell Gaara what happen over the past year, in detail. She recalled the kidnapping of a few months ago, which Gaara was informed of, however was given limited information. Gaara took hold of one of her hands, eyes still closed, and began to play with her fingers. He liked those small physical interactions. The Brunette then told him about her studies. When the question of her Master, Gai, came up, Tenten sighed. The master had become so busy that Rock Lee had to teach her, but she found out that she wasn't turret learning how to defend herself.

"Oh?" Gaara's face tensed.

Tenten carefully told him about her little episode with the Hyuga. Gaara opened his green orbs and looked at her. He wasn't sure if she was being serious or not.

"You're wearing more powder than usual."

"Well-"

"It annoys me."

Tenten sighed. Gaara can be so demanding at times, but it didn't bother her too much. Reaching over, Gaara licked his finger and wiped it across the princess' cheek. Her natural skin peeked through the layer of powder that had been wiped off. Moving her face away, Tenten shook her head and sat up.

"Fine, I'll take it off...C'mon, let's head to my mansion." she said standing.

Gaara stood and watched as she stretched her arms over her head. All his did was blink and her arms were wrapped around shoulders. Pressing herself against him a pleasant sigh escaped her lips. She was really happy he was here with her. Gaara let out a half smile and wrapped his own arms around her small waist.

"Carry me." She demanded.

Gaara rolled his eyes.

"Seriously? We aren't nine Tente-"

"Carry me!" the princess insisted.

Giving in, Gaara scooped her up into his arms and carried her, bridal style to her mansion. The Ladies and Royal guards glanced at the pair briefly, some uncertain of what they were witnessing; the princess smiling in the arms of the desert prince. Reaching the mansion, the red head whisked her upstairs. Tenten went to her dressing room and was undressed by her ladies. She was washed and dried, her skin returned to its natural tan color. Waltzing back to her bedroom, she stood before Gaara, fully dressed and glowing.

"Much better." Gaara nodded.

Tenten twirled around once in her fresh gown. The skirts lifted slightly and swayed gracefully, the ribbons dangling from the heming. This was her favorite dress; dark green with golden trimming. It was a gift, she remembered, from Master Gai on her birthday last year. She wore it all the time last year as an everyday dress. Gai was so happy to see that she loved it, especially since she was able to feel pretty in it. It was a nice, simple gown, there was no corset lining, no itchy lace, and the skirt didn't require a damn hoop. It was pure comfort and style. She had gotten many gifts, but her parents saw that dress more than they saw their gifts with her. Her mother was pleased, of course, that Gai had put so much thought into that gift and had taken into consideration the discomforts of being a Royal. The King was indifferent, for his daughter was happy; and that's all that really mattered to him. The brunette gave a little hop. She was also pleased that her bosom fit nicely in the bodice and wasn't pushed up against her chest, or spilling out due to the corsets. A beautiful dress indeed.

Gaara watched her from his seat amusingly. He knew she would have prefered men's trousers and a tunic top, but due to her status, that is not possible, as well as her gender. A smile came to his face as Tenten hummed herself as she went over to her vanity and looked in the mirror. She told her Ladies to apply only liner and mascara to her face from now on. The ladies nodded and commenced in decorating the basic make up compounds on her face. When, finished, she looked in the mirror once more and pursed her lips. Reaching for the lipstick, she applied a soft pink to her lips. Finally turning to the redhead, she asked him if this look was any better.

"Much better." the desert prince approved by nodding his head.

"You've always liked the simple things in life." Tenten said adjusting her veil.

"Of course. And you've always hated conformity."

"Glad we have a mutual understanding of each other." Tenten winked at him.

Gaara leaned back in his chair. The feast was tonight. Just a few more hours before he could see his friends.

Neji grunted as he continued his pull ups. He had been paired up with Haku for this little training session. The purpose of this, he figured, was to allow the Prince and Princess to roam around without any distractions. Distractions being Neji, Haku, and Kabuto. It's not like he wanted to be dragged around by Itachi or the Prince; he really had no choice. The others are already speaking about the Hyuga and the princess, in such a manner the assassin cannot comprehend due to his one track mind and dislike of the situation as a whole. And thus, those thoughts are instantly casted away while focuses on his training.

"Thirty-seven, thirty-eight..."

Neji glanced next to him. Haku was struggling a bit with his pull ups. The Hyuga himself was well into the fifties already and was going to push to one hundred. Taking a breath in he focused his hearing over his shoulder at Kabuto and that Sai kid. Clanking was being clashed between them. Since they aren't allowed to use real metal (in cause one accidentally severely injures the other and cannot perform to their full potential), Neji had to strain his ears a bit to listen for patterns in steps, and grunts. They weren't allowed to use magic either during this time. The assassin could tell that Sai was holding back his scroll, bored and itching to whip it out.

Haku grunted and just hung on the bar. The Hyuga had more of a physical advantage over him, he observed. As well as stamina, for the two go hand in hand. The black haired assassin blew a lock of a long strand out of his face as he dismounted from the bar and sighed. He needed to be in private to practice his magic. It was funny, Haku thought, that everyone was fully aware of the Hyuga's abilities, and yet he was not the slightest worried about that. There has to be a blind spot, Haku thought to himself. Everyone had a blind spot, he just to figure out where it was first.

"Alright, men. That's enough. There an hour before the feast and you all must bathe and dress well!" Master Gai exclaimed from the doorway.

Neji was escorted by Sasuke to his chambers. He bathed quickly and dressed in a white long sleeved tunic top with green pants and a matching sash. Tying his hair back, he looked into the full body mirror. He was questioned by Haku earlier why he wore his head band over time. It was "a reminder of his unfortunate fate", as he put it briefly before he ignored the Kiri assassin for the remainder of the time. Smoothing out his pants, the Hyuga sat himself on his couch and stared at the ceiling, waiting for an Uchiha to come and take him to the feast. However, to his surprise, It wasn't an Uchiha. It was Rock Lee. The bow cut teen was in emerald green and gold robes, and had a cloak around his shoulders.

"Are you ready, Hyuga Neji?" he asked brightly.

Neji sat up and followed him out of his chambers without another word. Rock Lee had begun asking him a series of questions, trying to make some kind of conversation with the Hyuga. The trainee had asked him about his adjustment to the palace; The assassin replied with the fact that he came from a noble family, this was just of higher formalities and larger land. Rock Lee then asked about his opinion of the others. Neji replied the with the same answer he had always thought to himself and has spoken out to the prince, which heavily implied him being superior to the other competitors. Rock Lee shrugged and spoke about how he would actually sweep the others away with his abilities. The Hyuga made no response. He was superior, that's it.

"Have you made any friends?" Rock Lee asked suddenly.

Neji cocked an eyebrow at him. Friends? Why would he need friends? He didn't feel the need to create a bond with someone, since his father died.

"Don't you get lonely though?" the green clad teen looked a bit shocked.

"I don't really think about it too much. But really, when you think about it, you will always be alone in some way." the ivory eyed teen explained.

"But with friends you won't have to be. They can support you and make you feel at ease to be yourself."

Neji stopped walking and faced the teen.

"What are you getting at?"

Rock Lee smiled softly at him.

"Call me Lee. And I want to be your friend, Hyuga Neji."

The Princess sat to the right of the Desert Prince, while The Desert Princess sat to his left. Tenten had invited the Uzumaki's; one main person being Naruto, a childhood friend her and Gaara both shared. The blonde was loud and hyper, the Hyuga observed. He was always smiling, and didn't seem to bright. He was just talking along, and wasn't stopping. Sasuke had surprisingly joined the feast, not in his uniform, but garbed in dark blue and black robes; he sat next to Naruto. The Uchiha kept his cool, seeing as though he was used to the blonde's rambling. Sometimes, the raven haired teen would exchange a few words with the Nara kid, who sat next to the blonde princess. Neji had put together a theory about the Desert Princess and the Nara. He had recalled seeing those two walking around casually together while on his way to the training chambers. Rock Lee sat next to Shikamaru, only provoking Naruto's enthusiasm to the conversation at hand. But overall the group of teens have a close bond with each other and were enjoying each other's company. The Assassin found it funny how the princess was the one doing the listening and not the talking. She was laughing and smiling, totally out of character. Or was this characteristic something he just overlooked? Neji wasn't analyzing her deep enough.

"I wonder what their talking about…" Kabuto sighed to himself.

"If rumors serve, you used to live here in the palace." Neji stated.

The silverette nodded and pushed up his glasses. Indeed, if he wasn't in this whole competition, he'd be sitting in with them, next to either Rock Lee or Sasuke and sharing a great conversation with them. Neji mentally rolled his eyes and glanced over at the Prince, who sat next to his father. The King was speaking to him quietly, however upon feeling ivory eyes on him, Shin-Ten glanced over at his candidate before nodding to his father. The prince's brow shifted south, but the Hyuga shook his head and glanced back at the Golden Princess and her group.

After the feast, Rock Lee had caught up to the Hyuga Assassin. Neji had already rejected his declaration of friendship, so why was he coming back to him? Shoving his hands in his pockets, the trainee walked the Hyuga to his chambers humming to himself.

"Who was that Naruto character?" Neji asked breaking the silence.

"He is heir to the Uzumaki clan. His mother was one of Queen Xiao-Lin's Ladies and a rumored teacher for some noble girls. His father used to be on King Fei-Ten's council, but once Naruto was born, he stepped down to help take care of him while his wife continued to work." Rock Lee explained.

Neji thought about that for a moment. The Uzumaki's were known for their fire-red hair, tempers, and their interesting magic. Naruto was blonde and didn't seem to be hot-headed. Apparently, the blonde's father was a Namizake, a clan that worked mostly as messengers under the Royal court due to their ability to teleport. The Hyuga sighed, he didn't realize who exactly was in the Royal circle due to his clan's...arrangement of members. Which reminded him…

"What about the Hyugas? They are still in this kingdom." Neji looked at the bowl cut teen.

"They really only come to balls and festivals. And that's the Queen's doing." was the reply.

"Who attends?" the assassin asked, now alert.

"Lady Hinata, Lord and Lady Hyuga...and sometimes Lady Hanabi, however she is-"

"Young. I know."

Rock Lee looked at him surprised. He had forgotten for a moment that Neji was part of that family, let alone the nephew of Lord Hiashi Hyuga. He apologized and stood at the door to Neji's chambers. Neji turned to open it when the trainee hesitated.

"If you ever want to...talk about something other than competition stuff...or something...I will be happy to listen...or whatever…" the bushy browed teen said awkwardly.

Neji glanced at him for a moment. This kid probably won't stop bothering him until he actually considered him a friend. Sighing, Neji nodded. Fine, he might as well. It was better than dealing with the prince or being alone in his chambers during down time, doing whatever flimsy work out tickled his fancy.

"Thank you." The Hyuga replied before stepping into his chambers, leaving the teen in the hallway.

Neji bathed and was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He would need to practice his magic sometime. The month wasn't up yet, but was just itching to feel that sensation of strength, that taste of power whenever he summons his magic. Closing his eyes, the Hyuga breathed in.

(A/n: now let's see if we can get about 16 reviews for this next chapter, since it's a little bit of a time skip.)