Authors Note: made with 'iloveten10'
Recap: She laid there for a moment before finally taking a deep breath and walked sadly to the bathroom.
Neji walked down the hall, loosening his tie. As he turned a corner, he spotted his mother exiting a room he assigned for his slave.
"Mother…" He took his tie off, and looked at her with his charming stare. "Are the chambers prepared?" He walked closer to her. His mother was beautiful, and everyone could see where Neji obtained his appearance. His icy grey eyes and his dark black hair. He was a spitting image of the woman, with none of the physical traits of his father. His deadly charm is what he got from his father, who was one of the most power and gorgeous men in the world.
"Yes," She touched his face, staring in his eyes. He placed his hand on hers. "Who is it?" She asked.
"She's a young virgin, about my age. Her name is Tenten, you shall meet her when she arrives." He removed her hand and walked to his slaves room. It was black, everything was black. It wasn't as good or as big as the other's rooms.
"Is it to your liking?" His mother asked.
"Why is everything so dark?" He turned to her, looking more through her than at her.
"You want bright colors? She's a slave, all slaves rooms are like this." She held her hand out to the room. "Dark, we don't want their spirits to be too high up." She gave worried eyes at her son. He didn't argue anymore after her reasoning, it made complete sense. The doorbell soon rang, and Neji brushed pass his mother, walking down the big flight of stairs.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw his doorman standing at the door. In the doorway was the beautiful girl with chains around her wrists and ankles. Neji gave her a stare before completely approaching her.
"Please take these chains off of her." His voice was every calm. The man standing behind the girl did as told, releasing her. She rubbed her wrists and looked around the house. Finally she met Neji's milky eyes, that continued to stare at her. She stared back.
"Slave, enter the house! You are letting in a breeze!" Neji's mother shouted. Neji put his hand up.
"Her name is Tenten. Not Slave…" He corrected her. She didn't say anything, but Tenten did completely enter in the house. Neji extended his hand out, waiting for Tenten to take it. She stared at it for a bit, and placed her hand in his. Neji turned and led her up the stairs, brushing past his mother yet again.
He led her to a bathroom, where a hot bath was already drawn by his request.
"This is for you. When you are done, put those clothes on," -he pointed to a folded pile of clothes- "and come to my room. There are things to establish." He continued to gaze at her, making the girl shy. "Do you understand?" He said in an irritated tone when she didn't respond. She stood up straight and nodded. He gave a small nod and began to walk off. Tenten rolled her eyes and looked at the water.
Neji grabbed her forearm and turned her to him. He placed his face close to hers.
"And things like that will not be done, you aren't a requirement, I can get rid of you in a second." His voice was too calm, and it scared Tenten. She gave a horrified look. He released her arm and began to walk out. She grabbed her now red forearm and watched him leave and close the door behind her.
She was so overwhelmed that she put her back against the wall and slid to the floor, buried her face in her legs and silently cried.
Outside of the bathroom, Neji was unfazed about what happened. He watched his mother come down the hall, ever so elegantly. He admired her for a second, and then she spoke.
"Neji, what is your plan with this girl? You already gave her the upper hand with calling her by her name, and then you give her priorities. She will run over you, you are being so naive." She said. Neji didn't speak, he continued to look through her. After a couple of seconds with sitting there to no avail, she shook her head. "You just won't listen to me, giving slaves these priorities will beat you in the long run. Remember, beat them before they beat you." She touched his shoulder, and then walked away.
"That is so ignorant." He finally spoke. She turned back and looked at him. "Such ignorance, it disgusts me." He shook his head. "She's mine, I bid on her and won. She was bought a slave, but I can make her whatever I want. If I wanted to, I could make her a citizen or she could be made my wife, who says she has to be a slave?" He asked. His mother stared at him with a dumbfounded look. Neji turned and walked away, entering his room and closing the door behind him.
He began to strip his blazer off, and he walked and looked in the mirror. He quickly looked away, proceeding to hang his jacket up. He had someone who could do it for him, but he hated the feeling of helplessness.
Neji lightly laid back on his bed at stared at the golden ceiling, and the designs that circled it.
Gaara…out of all people, why did he have to bid on her? What if someone found out about my connection with his slave? This wouldn't end good.
A knock came to Neji's door which made his heart race faster. He frowned and sat up, walking to his door. He opened it quickly, and saw Tenten with her head down. Neji lightly put his hand under her chin and rose her face up for her to look directly at him.
"Don't be sad." His voice was soft, and he saw Tenten's whole demeanor change. He was so use to that reaction that he barely noticed anymore.
"I'm not sad…" Her voice was so light that he had to give effort to hear her. His hand went down to her hand and he pulled her into the room. She didn't fight it like she did the man pulling her onto the stage. Neji closed the door behind them.