standard disclaimers.
TenLeeNeji
life is in the details, the rest is...
Gai-sensei once said that life was in the details (that was actually in reference to the difference between a few degrees between a perfectly executed Lily-Opening-On-The-Morn Lotus maneuver or getting your backside turned into a kunai pincushion, but all of Gai-sensei's lessons were as much on life as they were on taijutsu anyway), and Lee took that particular piece of advice to heart (more so that he did the rest of Gai-sensei's pearls of wisdom).
The bandages TenTen wrapped around his numb, bleeding hands after finishing his punishment of 250 punches on the practice dummy (of course, she called him an idiot and a masochistic one at that but Lee didn't finish his 75th lap around the village punishment for failing to do 990 one handed push-ups so he really
had to work hard on those punches), and the weight of Neji's hand on his shoulder after a late evening training session (but Neji had taken a bad spill on his left knee and neither one of them were going to say a word about it anymore than they would talk about Lee's bruised ribs because even if they were teammates and almost but not quite friends they were still
guys and not going to be the first to bitch about it) were small details, but they were his life.
If you didn't notice the small spaces life crept into, you could miss it entirely, Lee decided. Like how Neji stole all the blankets but still made room when Lee squeezed in next to him or the slick lilac scented touch of TenTen's hair against his cheek. Life was in the details as much as the world could fit in the confines of a crowded bed on a early spring morning.