The Confessions of an Idiot
Enter: Neji
TaurenLeaf
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As I poured myself a cup of bitter tasting drink, I asked myself, why did I leave my job? Why is it that I chose retirement and yet—still working? But most importantly, why didn't I ask my secretary how to make a decent cup of coffee?
No worries, I will get past that dilemma. For another matter, it seemed my first article did not do so well (ahem: one review?) but I will just have to improve this time.
Closing my eyes and concentrating hard, I began to see images of familiar faces. Even so, those names did not come to me; except one—Hyuuga Neji.
At first glance, I was not sure whether he was a girl or a boy. He (I know now, that he is in fact, a boy) had no breasts, but his shoulders were broad, like a man's. He wore his hair down, long and straight, yet his voice was not as high pitched as was a girl's. But the problem was quickly solved, I just had to be careful to not use he's or she's while addressing him. I couldn't offend my highly wealthy clients—at least not out loud.
However, this solution did not end my curiosity. And from there my search grew on—I wanted to find the truth, no matter what. I watched him from windows and bushes, hiding when necessary and one time, was nearly trampled by monkeys. Dare I say it, I was a stalker.
Following him around did not help. He hung out with a boy and a girl, and was always talking about training. It was hard to tell, he could've been just another wannabe Hokage boy, or a girl stating that women work hard too.
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I was counting up the week's profits when the door opened. Hands filled with ten dollar bills, I glanced at my schedule. Is it seven already? My eyes widened when I noticed just how much money I had piled on my desk.
"So, Hyuuga Neji, is it?" I asked politely. My movements were quick; I was able to cover the money without exposing even a tiny bit. Or so I had hoped.
"Yes."
"So, first, tell me a little about yourself." I said promptly, although my voice was somewhat muffled. The line was from Counseling for Dummies, and I made quite good use of it.
"No."
"Haha, you like to get straight to the point, don't you? Okay then, tell me, what's wrong?" I asked in the most concerned—and muffled—voice I could muster in the situation.
"Before that, why are you in that position?"
You mean why my head is on my desk and my arms around it like I'm playing Heads Up, Seven Up? Well, you see, I was counting my money when you came in! You, who doesn't know how to knock, forcing me to cover up my money! And oh yes, my head is big enough for that... "I have a huge headache," I said, thinking quickly (voice still muffled, the five and ten dollar bills shoved halfway up my nose and jammed against my mouth did not help either).
"I see. Then I'll come back another day," Hyuuga Neji's voice said, rushed.
"No, no, it's no problem. Stay, please." Yeah, please. Stay with that 50 dollars…
"I should really go; I don't want to bother you. At all."
"NO—STAY! I mean, be a dear and uh…get me that green cup, would you?" I said. Uh-huh, hurry up and turn around for a few seconds so I could hide all this money!
I glanced up and I began to think my plan working, when Neji turned back around to me. "Which one was it?"
"The green one, dear." Didn't I already say that? Get on with it! Do you need me to spell it out for you? G-R-E-E—
"Um… would you happen to remember where you placed it?"
I coughed. "Just go out and ask my secretary for a cup of hot water."
"All right."
I heard the door open and close. Yes! Finally gone! How long did that take? Such an ignorant fool! Quickly, I shoved the money into my (brand new) Gucci bag. So much for the hours spent separating tens from twenties…
Relaxed and happy my money was hidden, I resumed my usual fake, perky attitude.
"Your water," Neji said, back with a thermos of hot water.
"Yes, thank you. You can just take a seat on that yellow chair."
"I refuse." Neji stated, sternly. How rude.
"Um, sure, just take any chair then."
Neji took his pick and sat. I stared in amazement. "Dear, that would be the yellow chair…" What the hell? Does He-She not understand Japanese? "Can you see okay? Is it the lighting here?"
"No. I…um…"
"Hmm?" What was it?
There was a pause. "I'm color blind."
Well, that would explain a lot. "I see…"
"Overuse of the Byakugan brings color blindness. It's like how the Sharingan causes blindness."
"That's not right; missions shouldn't cause you to use the Byakugan much at all."
"It's not the missions…"
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Ah…Now I remember a new name—Tenten.
But that would be next week's article...
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A/N:
TaurenLeaf Primary –To clarify, Neji uses Byakugan for something else….involving Tenten, or more generally girls. Anyways, HAHA ALL IN ONE DAY!
TaurenLeaf Secondary – Good job Primary. I still wonder, why DOES it take you so long?
