Being a Mom

By, The Angels of Death

Summary: Nejiten! Tenten must learn to give up her dreams of becoming the next Tsunade, and become a STAY-AT-HOME MOM! But first, she must become accustomed to her new lifestyle: TEACHER!

Pairing: Nejiten

Surprised…to see me? ;D

Chapter 7: The Transvestite

Tenten and Neji snuck a glance inside twelve year old Eiji's room. Eiji sat at his desk, carefully combing his long, soft, well-taken-care-of hair.

Tenten gave off a silent sigh and dragged Neji in their bedroom.

"So…are we going to have some fun?"

"No, Neji. I'm not playing checkers with you."

"Come ooon. I promise not to cheat."

"Neji. I had a dream."

"That one day, men can be treated as equals?"

"…That too. But…And this is serious…I had a dream that…"

"…That?"

Tenten's eyes drooped to the floor and she bit her lip.

"…I had a dream…that…Eiji…"

"What about Eiji?"

"THAT HE'D BE A TRANSVESTITE!"

DUN DUN DUUUN.

Neji stared at Tenten, slack-jawed. Tenten wobbled down to the floor and broke down crying.

"EVERY MOTHER'S DREAM IS FOR HER SON TO BECOME A TRUE MAN! I HAVE A SUSPICION THATHE MIGHT BECOME A TRANSVESTITE!"

Neji's mouth flapped in the wind, before he shook his head.

"Tenten! That is ABSOLUTELY absurd! Our son cannot be a TRANSVESTITE! HE IS OF HYUUGA BLOOD!"

"Neji…think of your RELATIVES!"

Neji stopped, and quietly sat down. Images were blasting in the back of his eyes, and he fainted.

Images of finding his cousins wearing dresses…lipstick mysteriously found on his uncle's lips from 'a kiss from a woman'.

'Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo! THE AGONY AND SHAME OF THE HYUUGA BLOODLINE!'

There was knocking on the door. Tenten sat up from the floor, rigid. And Neji opened his eyes. He said ever so quietly.

"Is it the transvestite?"

Tenten looked at Neji in shock and whispered fiercely.

"Neji! We don't know if our son is a transvestite yet."

"HE IS! I KNOW HE IS! OUR SON IS A TRANSVESTITE! A TRANSVESTITE!"

"WE DON'T KNOW THAT FOR SURE YET!"

More knocking on the door. Eiji's call was muffled by the thick wooden door.

"Mom? Dad? What are you guys doing in there? I was checking for any pimples in the mirror, and I heard you guys screaming 'TRANSVESTITE'."

Tenten and Neji swung their heads and looked at each other as a sign of understanding.

'He's a transvestite!'

'He checked for pimples!'

"Mom? Dad?"

Eiji swung the door open, to find his mom on the floor, and his father sprawled on the bed, both looking at him with O.O eyes. Eiji sweatdropped.

"What? What's the matter with you guys? Is it my shirt? You don't like the color pink?"

Eiji stood there, wearing his mother's old Chinese traditional training outfit. The PINK one.

"Oh god."

"Eiji…is…is that…my CLOTHES?"

"Yeah, I thought it looked pretty, so I wanted to try it on."

Both Neji and Tenten fell to the floor, knocked unconscious. Eiji shrugged, before posing in front of the full length mirror in his parent's room.

"I look good in this. No wonder people thought mom was so cool."

A moment of silence…

"I wonder what a transvestite is. Mom and dad were yelling it out pretty darn loud…"

……………………………

"It sounds funny. And it's fun to say. Traaaaaansvestite. Transvestite. TRANSVESTITE. TRAAAANSVESTITE."

Hyuuga compound members crowded around the entrance of Hyuuga Neji's house.

Hiashi limped towards the front of the crowd.

"What's going on? What is the commotion?"

"Hiashi-san! We're hearing the whole family yell the word 'transvestite' for at least an hour, now."

"…I shall investigate into this matter later."

"Ah. That's good."

"Hm…"

"Ah…Hiashi-san?"

"What is it?"

"…Are…are you wearing…lip gloss?"

"………………"

"………………"

Everyone turned around and oggled at Hiashi's questionably shiny lips. Hiashi laughed nervously. All the members of the family peered at him with a look of scrutiny.

"Hiashi-san…"

Hiashi's eye twitched, before he snapped.

"ARE YOU ALL TRYING TO QUESTION MY AUTHORITY?"

All the members stood, back straight, and saluted him.

"SIR, NO, SIR!"

"So stop asking me those damn QUESTIONS!"

"SIR, YES, SIR!"

"NOW DO ANY OF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME?"

"SIR, YES, SIR!"

"AND WHY IS THAT?"

"WE CLASSIFY A MAN WEARING LIP GLOSS AS DISTURBING, SIR!"

"GOOD! I mean…That's bad! Now go march to your rooms!"

"Sir, yes, sir!"

Eiji made numerous poses in front of his mother's full length mirror, snapping pictures of himself, to add on his myspace.

All the while...

Saying…

"TRAAAAAAAAAANSVESTITE."

TBC…

Oh yes. I've made a comeback. After MANY refreshing days of VACATION, I'm BACK. And the story WILL BE ALIVE.

But I won't update as quickly as I used to, though. -shrug-

Keep up the support you guys give me. It REALLY boosts up my confidence. ;D Oh yes. I winked. ;D

-The Angels of Death :D