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Author's Note: Companion to 'Questions.' Slight reference to 'Fortune.' Tiny rant, my own moodiness crammed into a ramble.
Summary: It's the closest I can get to an answer. NejiTen
Answers
People ask me why he chose me. How do you expect me to answer that? He loves me, I love him. Isn't that enough?
No, of course not. People tell me, 'You're just average. You're only moderately pretty and not a genius like him.' It makes me feel like saying, 'Well, it's not like you're above average either, are you?'
I might be average, but I love him. He's special the way he is. I hope I'm as special to him as he is to me. I'm constantly grateful he chose me. We depend on each other, whether it be training or anything else.
You know, people also ask me, 'Why do you still train with him even though you'll never win? Don't you ever get bored? He always wins and you always lose.' I could find another person to train with, but I won't. I love him…and besides, I don't know anyone else who would voluntarily train with him. (That was a little mean, but true. Even he admits it.)
And everyday when he comes over to my house after training, I always make him some tea and set out something like cookies or crackers. I always burn the cookies, but he eats them anyway and tells me, 'It's the effort that really matters.' But hey, everyone tells me I make excellent tea. The tea is great.
I also like to do his horoscope. I once told him he was Yang and I was Yin. Neither can exist without the other one. I had set him up that time and both of us knew it. He kissed me anyway. I think he thought it was sweet I had tried.
At first he had been reluctant to make PDOAs, or public displays of affections. I didn't really mind; PDOAs are a huge step in a relationship. I understood that he had to take this slowly, and I never pressured him about them. He eventually realized that PDOAs are a way to show how much you love someone. And after the first time, he never hesitated with them again.
Sometimes, when he's been away or he's just plain old tired, I play the piano for him. I don't think he knew I could play a musical instrument that well. Well, perhaps that's not the wording. 'Well enough that he's not relieved when I'm done,' would be a better fit.
But that's slightly off topic, isn't it? How do you expect me to answer a question like that, anyway? That'd be asking why your mom loves you. It's simple: You love her, too. And ultimately, that's the only answer I can give. I do so many things for him, I guess that's why he loves me. Because I love him. So…
Please get off our cases before I set Neji on you to gentle fist you to an early demise.