Author's Notes: Another request from LJ. NejiTen.
Let Go Now
"Let go," he says.
She shakes her head stiffly, fingers clenched on the top of the book case, the tips of her feet balanced on one of the shelves. One of the boys has played a trick on her and run off with the ladder, leaving her stranded on a wall of books. She's not afraid of heights, it's just... It's so high. And Iruka-sensei is going to scold her for being late, even if she does come back with a history on sword folding.
"Let go," he repeats and she can tell he's getting impatient, his white eyes narrowing just a bit.
She gets annoyed right back. "You don't even have your arms out," she says pointedly over her shoulder. Neji huffs quietly, a very put-upon ten-year-old.
"Why should I if you're not going to jump?"
She wrinkles her nose at him but he can't see it as she's facing the book case. (Years from now, there won't be anything she can hide from him.)
"I am so going to jump. I just..." She shifts her feet a little. "I just..."
Below her, Neji lifts his arms.
"Let go," he says again, quietly.
And she does.
END.