A/N: This is just a short little drabble inspired by the stormy weather.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
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One, two, three… four, five, six, seven…
"There are seven crows," Neji murmurs quietly, lilac eyes sweeping over the stormy gray expanse of sky. The wind tugs at his clothing, increasing in intensity, shrieking, then dying down to give way to the low rumble of thunder
'There are eight actually," a soft feminine voice corrects him, its owner perching on a tree branch above his head. From her vantage point, the grass looks like a foamy green sea, and Neji, with his broad shoulders and confident stance, a lone lighthouse, sturdy and strong. She watches him for a moment longer before leaping and landing solidly on her feet in the space beside him.
Neji's lips quirk into a soft smile and he turns his gaze on her. Slowly, he reaches to tuck a few strands of hair behind her ear, taking his time to run his knuckles over her jaw. His hand moves to trail down her arm and then finally, he gently intertwines his fingers with hers.
"Ready?" He asks quietly, picking up his pack from the forest floor with his free hand and slinging it over his shoulder. Tenten readjusts her scroll on her back and flashes him a grin.
"Always."
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A/N: Thank you for reading and please review!
~M.I.