Rain
"Neji, stop, please. You're giving me a headache." Tenten complained.
He stopped his pacing, only to take a second's glimpse out of the window. He saw rain; heavy, fat drops falling in sheets. Above them, the sky was layered with thick, black, angry clouds; pregnant with more rain. He grumbled something incoherent, and went back to walking up and down the room again. Tenten rolled her eyes with a sigh, and returned to polishing her weapons scattered across a wooden table.
The rain kept falling in a light patter. The clanking of Tenten's weapons as she moved them around rang throughout the room. The clock ticked.
"The rain doesn't look like it'll stop." Neji commented.
"No." Tenten agreed, rubbing a kunai vigorously with a cloth.
"Not anytime soon."
"Mmm…" she mumbled, blowing at the kunai's surface.
"Not in time for tomorrow." He stated.
Tenten frowned at the kunai, clearly unsatisfied with a certain area. She picked up the cloth again.
More rain. More clanking. More silence between them.
Neji unfolded his arms and stormed over to where she was sitting. Gently, he trapped her face in his hands so she was looking at him; their faces inches apart.
"You're not worried." He breathed.
"Should I be?" Tenten asked, dropping all the things in her hands.
"I thought you said you wanted it to be on a sunny day." He said.
"I do."
"Then why do I feel like I'm the only one distressed?"
Tenten laughed, and Neji blinked in return.
"Neji." She said simply; putting a hand over his one on her face.
"It's the weather. We can't control it, and there's no point in stressing over it, is there?" He closed his eyes and sighed through his nose.
"Besides," she added.
"I wouldn't care if there was a blizzard out there." The Hyuuga's eyes snapped open again, searching her face.
"At least I'd still be getting married to you. That's all that counts."
He blinked at her for a few more seconds.
"I understand." He said before planting a kiss onto her forehead.