Summary: He's just silly putty in her hands.
Disclaimer: Toboe LoneWolf does not own Naruto.
Toboe LoneWolf: a silly little drabble to break me into writing again. No real editing or thought. XP
EDIT: Oh maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan, THIS IS SO BAD. PLEASE BE NOT READING, FOR ONE DAY I WILL REWRITE THIS. (hits head on desk)
Backrub
Neji stared at her with a dumbfounded look. What?
Tenten rolled her eyes and made an impatient gesture. "Come on, Neji."
Neji blinked and turned around. "No. I'm fine. I need to train. The jounin preliminaries are next month and I have to be ready by next week—"
There was a soft thwock as Tenten hit her head against a tree trunk in response to Neji's stubbornness, along with some faint mumbling of "idiot," "prodigy," and "pig-headedness." She growled as she ground her forehead against tree bark, and then she whirled around, her hands outstretched into claws.
"Just come here you and—"
Neji's eyes widened as Tenten practically leapt at him, and he quickly side-stepped. "Tenten, why do you insist on—"
Tenten crowed as she made another pounce, and her hands landed on her target: Neji's shoulders.
And immediately started kneading and rubbing at knotted and tense muscles.
Neji stiffened, straightened for a brief moment before surrendering to Tenten's hands.
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"I hate it when you do that."
Tenten smirked, patting Neji in the back and lifting her hands off his shoulders. "I know, but you like it anyway. Besides, you were knotted up."
Neji considered the statement, before reluctantly agreeing. He brushed himself off from the forest floor and stood up. "Now may we resume our sparring?"
"Alright," Tenten said as she followed, but not before reaching up and making a low whisper in his ear.
"If you're good, I'll give you another one."
Sparring was exceptionally quick today.