Drabble eleven is finally here! YAY! HAPPY 100 REVIEWS EVERYONE! YAY ME!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. If I did, then I wouldn't be typing this. So haha, I will always win!

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Drabble Eleven – Lost Socks

Dedicated to my 100th reviewer, whoever that may be!

And to all my fans and reviewers that put me and my stories on their alerts and/or favorites!

Also, for all those who have lost their socks, like I have this morning!

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Tenten looked in her drawer, grabbing for socks, her special ones, her favorite ones, the ones with small shuriken and kunai designs on the yellow hems and fuuma shuriken designs on the rest of the orange socks. She had got them when she was shopping in Sunagakure, in which she was on a mission, and she just had to buy them.

Why?

Because they had weapons on them.

Tenten kept searching for the socks, but they weren't there. She bit her lower lip and took a deep breath, along with a high-pitched whimper.

"Argh…Where is it?" Tenten cried, now throwing old socks behind her back, whimpering every now and then.

"OH NO! THEY'RE NOT HERE!" she screamed at the top of her lungs after a few minutes of searching.

Meanwhile…

Neji was having a good day today. Hinata hasn't bothered him yet. Hanabi hasn't harassed him with jokes about Tenten's "slightly" over sized breasts, and then blackmail him later. Hiashi hasn't yet emotionally tortured him yet. Lee was no where in sight.

And what's better, Tenten was rushing towards him, arms flailing in the air, almost like asking for a hug.

He quirked an eyebrow and in his mind made up a little fantasy that Tenten was rushing towards him to kiss him, hug him, smile at him, be his, but instead, stopped in her tracks, and waved her arms in the air violently screaming, but Neji's small fantasy blocked that from coming through his thick-like skull.

"SO NOW! I CAN'T FIND THEM!" she shouted and then pouted, placing her hands on her hips, making a small hmph sound.

"Hn." Neji replied harshly, rather, not wanting to get into whatever she was yelling about.

"IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY WHEN I LOST MY FAVORITE SOCKS OF ALL TIME!" Tenten exclaimed, pouting more.

Socks? Neji mentally shrugged the thought away and glared at her. Tenten glared sheepishly back, not wanting to get him angrier than he already was.

"Hai. Now get out of my face." Neji waved his wrist and walked away leaving a stunned Tenten behind.

Okay and I thought Sasuke needed an attitude adjustment… Tenten thought as she shuddered at the cold breeze of Neji's aura.

She started running back home, wondering why Neji was uncomfortably cold today. Especially today.

The day when she had lost her favorite socks…

Meanwhile…

Neji had walked back home as he opened the door, Hanabi ran towards him, waving pictures in his face about how he stared at Tenten's breasts.

Yes.

The picture clearly stated that…Neji was staring at her boobs.

Neji brushed her away, running for his room, opening it and soon, slamming it. He went straight for his dresser.

Pulling out socks, he held them and glared at them.

They were orange with yellow on the hems. Weapons embroidered the socks as he felt the aroma of lavender waft right through his skull, into his brain and he…

Smiled.

Wait, wait, wait…

Hyuuga Neji.

The Hyuuga Neji.

Smiling?

Yeah, he was smiling as he held the socks. An image of his female teammate came to mind and a line of blush swept past his cheeks and smirked.

"Looks like they're not lost after all," Neji murmured as he held Tenten's socks in his hands, and maybe, the only thing he "found" (um, Neji? Don't you mean…steal?) of his secret love.

And maybe…Tenten just shouldn't know.

Unless…she's the kunoichi watching him hold her socks in a near by tree.

And guess what?

It is.

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End drabble eleven.

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Really, really short, but I like it. Unless you don't, but, thanks for reviewing anyways! Arigato everyone!

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