D: It's not like I want to own Naruto. Kishimoto can have Naruto. I want his money.

9/28/10


Sympathy

They leapt through the trees, traveling back to Konoha.

"What's wrong with your shoulder Neji?"

The Hyuuga found he had absently been rubbing his left shoulder. "Nothing. The old wound from my fight with Kidoumaru just acting up."

"It's never done that before, has it?" Tenten remarked.

Neji did not like the look she was giving said body part, like she was mentally drawing a bulls eye on it and filing away the memory for future use during sparring sessions.

Their upbringing under Gai had unfortunately inculcated within Tenten the belief that the cure to any ill and weakness was to beat it out, through severe and relentless training.

"You could try being comforting for once, you know," Neji suggested. He winced a little, to show the pain he was suffering.

Tenten looked startled, then thoughtful. She edged closer. Neji nodded in encouragement.

She whacked him on the back.

"There, there," she said in a honeyed tone.

Giving him a Gai-esque thumbs up, she grinned, and jumped onwards to the next branch, giggling.

Glancing behind him, Kakashi mused that it would be a while before the weapons master would realize that that was no way to treat a potential boyfriend.


A/N: And so I have complied with the requirement to make this a humor/hurt/comfort fic. Beats me why it can't just be humor/hurt. It's worked fine so far.