This oneshot is based on my personal experience... I own nothing here, except the sad, sad, realization. My characters are a bit OC, (as I have explained to you) and I'm terribly sorry for having done so. Breath in, Breath out... Here goes my sad, sad (true) story.

Neji sat in a chair in an exquisite round table, his friends chatting around him. He could see Hinata and Naruto having another one of their ridiculous thumb wresting in front of him. Beside his chair, Sasuke was being fed by Sakura, and the two were exchanging terribly annoying goo-goo eyes. He let his gaze lingered at the two for a moment until Sasuke caught his eye, making him force to look at the situation on his left, which was worse. Shikamaru and Ino were nearly glued to each other. That Nara guy looked like he was eating Ino's lips.

He looked away and sighed, the masked people on the dance floor catching his eye. He stared carefully and found that Kakashi replaced his mask with a Zorro-like one and was dancing like a chicken on the floor. Gai-sensei did not fare better, he was doing one of his aerobics and hitted anyone who dared near him. Tsunade, however, dressed up real well, looking like a devious angel.

The soft breeze blew and he could feel another presence, a long awaited one. He envisioned himself, standing up, walking stiffly towards the gate. A girl, a very pretty one, by the way, entered that floral gate, a black mask covering half her face, apart from two brown orbs that added confusion to his confused emotions, held up by a majestic stick at the side. Her dress was not of a Japanese kimono one, but of an American gown, leaving her shoulders bare and exposed, like a flower in a battlefield. Her curves were undeniably there, and her hair was down, forming soft curls at the bottom.

Neji offered his arm to her and she took it in a rather boyish way, contradicting her lovely façade. She smiled slightly in embarrassment, showing pearly white teeth that almost made Neji smile. But being a Hyuuga, and thank God he was, he still remained rather cold-looking and austere. Still, the eyes were the doors to his soul and his emotion was half-shown, if anyone did look closely into his eyes. Sadly, Tenten was looking and she smiled as she guided his hand to her waist and took the other in her other hand. The soft music drifted and they started to dance, Neji miraculously found the way to dance quite well.

He looked once more into her beautiful eyes and beads of salty perspiration formed at his temples. She was looking damn lovely, he thought. I hate to know that she was already taken.

The last thought brought Neji back to reality and he looked at the gate, making sure that she was really there. She was, and he envisioned her right, right down to her curly-ended hair.

He buried his head in his own hands. Two pearly tears fell from his eyes, two tears offered for the girl, because as he looked up, he saw his only love, Tenten, dancing with her own prince charming. And he finally realized that he only get to dance with his own princess, in his dreams.

I'm glad I told you that story. I needed to let this one out. Please do review.

Cheers,

Gai-Sol