"You have got to be kidding me."

Tenten hadn't thought her day could get any worse, and yet there she stood, her day considerably worse than a few short moments ago.

What had started out as a normal routine mission had quickly turned into one of the worst missions of her life. And now… now this? Did they expect her to sit quietly and accept it?

Tenten did her best to reign in her anger, but her voice still sounded short and clipped, even to her own ears. "So, you're telling me that you don't have any other rooms available? None at all?" Hell, she would take a dingy springy mattress in a room the size of a closet at this point. Anything but…

"I'm very sorry," the clerk replied, sounding very unapologetic. "But we are filled to capacity. You were lucky to even find these two rooms available."

Tenten turned her glare to her sensei who had the presence about himself to look sheepish. She had told him to book accommodations earlier, but he had been adamant they wouldn't need them.

"Fine," she said finally, turning back to the lady behind the counter. "Is there any other hotel in this town that might have a room for me?"

"I'm afraid all the hotels and motels are full due to the festival this week."

Great. Just great. She turned again to her teammates, Gai and Lee looking uncomfortable with her display of anger—they were used to her getting annoyed with them, but she didn't often get angry. Neji, on the other hand, was ignoring her temper tantrum altogether, his gaze fixed on the furnishings of the lobby around them. She suspected that it was taking every ounce of self-control he had to keep his gaze away, and she swore she saw the hint of a smirk on his infuriatingly perfect lips.

"Can I at least swap rooms with one of you?" she asked the two bushy-browed men before her. She would take having to sleep in the same room as Lee or Gai over having to share a space with Neji. Anyone but him.

Gai shuffled uncomfortably from foot to foot, his gaze darting away from her without giving an answer. Lee sent her an apologetic smile. "Sorry Tenten," he said, "but Gai sensei promised to spend the evening teaching me the fundamentals to a new taijutsu attack."

He leaned forward, his voice dropping to a whisper while his eyes strayed to Neji for a moment before finding hers again. "Also, Neji would not like if you shared a room with one of us."

Tenten didn't care one iota what Neji liked, not at the moment. She was mad at him and she wanted to remain that way—preferably as far away from him as she could get.

Before she could form a retort, Gai called Lee and the two of them made their way to what would be their room for the night. Tenten heaved a sigh, knowing she wouldn't be able to get out of this, and resigned herself to the fact that she would just have to keep her wall of anger up. She would not let him break it.

"Are you ready, Tenten?" Neji asked, having made his way to her when she wasn't paying attention. He watched her with his shrewd lavender gaze, and Tenten felt the urge to smack the smug look off his face.

She didn't answer quickly enough for his liking, and Neji heaved a long-suffering sigh before grabbing her hand and starting towards the stairs that would take them to their temporary room. She glared at the back of his head, but his grip held when she tried to pull away from him.

"I didn't give you permission to hold my hand, Neji. Let go." She made sure her voice was stern, but still he didn't even so much as loosen his hold on her. She gritted her teeth. He was insufferable.

Neji unlocked the door to their room and pushed it open, tugging her in after him as he walked through the threshold. Tenten wanted to bolt out the door, take her chances elsewhere—anywhere but here—but Neji was already closing the door behind them. Only after the door was shut and locked—seriously, did he have to lock it too?—did he let go of her hand.

It was late, their mission having had taken a lot longer than expected, and Tenten was exhausted. All she wanted to do was shower and crawl into bed, but the way Neji was looking at her made her realize he had other plans in mind. Plans she would not let herself get dragged into.

Before he could so much as step closer to her, Tenten held out a hand in warning, glaring at him. "Since we have no choice but to share this space together, we need to set some ground rules." Her glare intensified when he opened his mouth to interrupt, and he promptly shut it again, arms crossing his chest stubbornly and his lips flattening into a frown. "First," she continued, "no touching."

This made his lips turn upwards into a smirk, and Tenten had to ignore the way it set her heart racing. "Are you afraid you will not be able to resist me if I touch you?"

"No." Yes. He wasn't fooled for a second, his smirk widening significantly at her unconvincing reply. "Second," she continued, "no talking. I'm mad at you and I don't want to hear whatever excuses you have come up with."

"How are we to clear up this misunderstanding if I am not allowed to speak?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Misunderstanding?" If Tenten weren't so angry, she would have laughed. "Did I just happen to misunderstand seeing that woman all over you, and you allowing her attentions? I didn't realize we were allowed to flirt with other people in this relationship. Maybe I should go down to the bar and find someone to flirt with as well."

Neji's once amused face instantly turned hard and he glared at her, a growl rumbling in his throat at her words.

"No." Tenten held up her hand to stop him. "You do not get to be jealous right now, Neji." No way in hell was she going to pander to his manly pride. "If you can flirt with other women then I have every right to do the same."

Tenten could see him visibly trying to calm himself; his fists clenched and unclenched at his side and he inhaled deep breaths through his nose. Finally, he began to relax. "I am sorry that I have upset you, Tenten," he said, his voice low. "But I promise that I was not flirting with that woman. I barely even noticed she was there."

"Right," Tenten scoffed, "because you couldn't see the way she was flaunting her boobs in your face, or feel her hands touching you?" It made her sick to even recall the scene, and Tenten could feel her anger rising again.

"We were in the middle of a mission and I was collecting information on the enemy. I was focused on my job. If I had made a scene, I could have jeopardised my position."

It made sense. Of course it did. Tenten knew Neji had gone in to spy on their target, having to use his byakugan to spy on where their target was having a secret meeting behind closed doors. They needed the intelligence as part of their mission—one that ended up going pear shaped, though they had succeeded in the end.

Neji took advantage of her silence and stepped towards her, reaching out to take hold of her hands. "Do you truly believe I would be attracted to another woman, Tenten?"

Tenten's shoulders slumped and she felt water pool in her eyes, though she refused to let them fall. "No, of course not," she replied softly. "But she was so beautiful and voluptuous and I'm, well… not. Sometimes I wonder what you see in me at all."

She wasn't planning on getting all deep and emotional with her boyfriend, but the insecurity had been weighing on her mind for some time now, and she couldn't keep it to herself anymore.

Neji squeezed her hands, his eyes soft and no trace of amusement on his face as he searched her gaze. "Do you wish to know what I thought of that woman? I noticed a pesky fly buzzing around my head, nothing more. I would not be able to recall what she looked like even if I tried."

He reached up with one hand to caress her cheek, chasing away a tear that had broken free. "Do you wish to know what I think of when I see you?"

"What?" Tenten asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"I see the beautiful, fierce, kind woman who I fell in love with." He cupped her face in both hands, making sure she could not look away from him. "You are perfect for me, Tenten. I will only ever want you by my side."

Tenten opened her mouth to say something—what exactly, she wasn't sure, having just had the breath stolen from her by his words—but before she got the chance, he covered her lips with his. He kissed her passionately, one hand sliding around her neck and into her hair while the other circled her waist to pull her closer.

He pulled away far too soon for Tenten's liking and rested his forehead against hers. "Am I forgiven?" he asked, using his arm to cinch her closer still.

Tenten knew she couldn't stay mad at him, not after what he had just told her. She smiled. "You're forgiven."

"Good," he said, eyes shining with heat. "Because it would be a shame to waste the evening being angry when we could be doing other, more enjoyable things together."

Neji walked her backwards until her knees hit the bed and she toppled onto it. She pulled him down with her, a mischievous smile on her lips. "We better not waste anymore time then, should we?"

"Definitely not," Neji replied before devouring her mouth once more.

Guess what? It's NejiTen month! Which means, I will be gifting ya'll with NejiTen content almost every day this month. There are some prompts I won't be participating in, but I'll hopefully be posting multiple times a week. I hope you enjoy. Most will be short one-shots like this, or drabbles, but some of them will run into each other with the same storyline, and I have one story planned that will be posted in three parts, since it was too big to post in one.

I'd love to hear your feedback on my stories - especially if you enjoy one in particular. Stay tuned!