His Doll

Tenten was a doll.

Whether you thought of her as one or not.

She actually looked like one. With her porcelain skin, pretty brown eyes, soft hair put into two hair buns resembling a panda, a slim, perfect figure, with a little shrinking and holding perfectly still, she could be mistaken for one.

Tenten smiled prettily as she opened her door, "Hi Neji! Everyone's upstairs, let's go!"

"Hn."

Neji stepped inside her house and looked around while following the bun-haired girl.

Her house was very clean. Similar to his, it was plain and simple, traditionally designed, exotic plants, and mostly white and brown. The only difference would be random weapons hung on the walls everywhere.

"Neji's here!" Tenten said cheerfully, swinging the door open, revealing everyone, who was sitting there, chatting.

"Yo."

"Hi Neji-san!"

"Konnichiwa Neji-nii-san."

"Waddup!"

"HELLOOOOO!"

"Hn."

"Troublesome…"

"Hiiiiiii!"

Neji gave a slight nod and sat down next to Sasuke, as he watched Tenten sit down and have the three girls attack her v—

Wait.

"…Why are you attacking her?"

"Oh silly! We're not attacking her! We're redoing her hair!" Sakura laughed, pulling at one satin ribbon, letting a waterfall of brown hair cascade down onto Tenten's shoulders, while Ino pulled at the other one.

Neji raised an eyebrow.

"They do that all the time to her," Sasuke said plainly, "Just because Tenten's hair is apparently…"

"Beautiful!"

"Soft!"

"Silky!"

"And it's perfect for styling!" the three chimed in unison.

Everyone sat in silence for a while as they watched Tenten be tortured.

…Poor, poor Tenten…

"Tenten you're just like a doll!"

"…"

"No, not as in the useless and weak kind!" Sakura protested once she saw Tenten's expression.

"Like, you let everyone kind of… 'use' you, and you don't complain. Like us, we like to style your hair, and even though you hate it, you never complain!"

Well she couldn't, they'd start whining…

"And for Konoha! Tsunade-sama sends you on a million missions, and you never complain, even if it is 'your time of the month'!" Ino stated.

Well duh, she can't say no to the Hokage…

"And you always spar with Neji-nii-san, despite weather conditions," Hinata said carefully, smiling lightly when she noticed Tenten's blush, "You've gotten sick multiple times, and you still train with him. Not many normal friends would do that, hmmm?"

Insert Tenten's major blush.

Insert Neji's faint blush.

Insert Ino and Sakura high-fiving Hinata.

Insert everyone else smirking.

"Hey hey, Neji!" Naruto called, "Don't you think Tenten's like a doll?"

"I… suppose…"

True, she was. She never did really complain while sparring with him, and she always listened to his excessive whining about the Main branch, and never glared at him or roll her eyes. Though she did slap him once, but that was because he was really getting on her nerves…

She was pretty enough too. She, not as obviously pretty as Sakura, Ino, or Hinata, was pretty in her own way. Her brown eyes would sparkle whenever she smiled, and her lips would turn up into the most serene smile he had ever seen. Whenever she threw any weapons, her slender fingers would seem to dance. In the town of Konohagakure, she was known as a beauty, with a pretty face, a slender body, generous curves, and her upbeat personality just attracted all the males.

And Neji got really really pissed whenever someone gave Tenten a 'look', or approached her.

"Nah, I'm not like a doll," Tenten sighed, "It's my personality to not complain, and I'm definitely not pretty enough. I mean, no one has ever asked me out, like they have to the rest of you."

"You are pretty enough!"

She wasn't pretty, she was beautiful. So why had no one asked her out?

Neji would Jyuuken them away.

Tenten smiled tiredly as she reached up to pat her head, "Well… it feels decent this time…"

Sakura grinned, "It's in a half ponytail! Then we kinda… well, twisted it around, so it's really pretty!"

Tenten smiled, "Thanks!"

"Well, we should go…"

"Yeah…"

"Yeah… see ya Tenten!" Ino called as she followed the rest of the gang out of the door, and closing it behind her.

Silence.

Tenten stretched, and reached up to her hair to undo whatever Sakura, Ino, and Hinata did to her hair, but Neji's smooth voice cut her off, "Don't."

"Why? You like it?"

"…Yes."

Tenten half smiled and let her hand fall, "Why, I believe that was a compliment."

Silence ensues.

Tenten looked around. It wasn't everyday you had your secret crush over.

And Neji had to break the silence.

"…Why did you say you weren't like a doll?" he asked bluntly.

Tenten blinked, "Because I'm not."

"You are."

"I'm not."

"Think about it."

…

Tenten frowned and tapped her chin thoughtfully, "Well… I guess so, in the silent type and not complaining… I… hope… But not in the pretty way, because no one has ever asked me out…"

She sighed, "Unlike Sakura, Ino, and Hinata who get date offers every day…"

"You were never asked out because I Jyuuken'd all of them away. Otherwise they'd be all over you," Neji stated.

…

"That… didn't come out… right…"

Tenten cracked a smile, "Oh? Is wittle Neji jealous?"

Neji glanced over and advanced towards her, "You are a doll."

"I am?"

Tenten stepped backwards as he kept advancing, something glinting in her eyes. Lust?

"You are. And you aren't Sakura, Hinata, or Ino's doll."

"Oh really."

He smirked as her back touched the cold wall, and he placed his palms on either side of her head against the wall, leaning in and touching her forehead with his.

For someone that never had a girlfriend or is not officially going out with the girl he has now cornered, he's pretty bold…

"You aren't Konoha's doll either."

"Then who's am I?"

Neji's smirk widened and the glint of lust in his eyes became more evident.

"You're mine."

"And exactly how do you plan to claim me?" Tenten asked deviously, her serene smile turning into a smirk. His smirk.

"Thought you'd never ask," he whispered huskily as he leaned in and claimed her heart with a gentle kiss.

Tenten moaned slightly, running her hand through his hair as his lips moved to the sensitive skin at the crook of her neck, "And exactly how do you plan to make sure I am yours?"

"All of Konoha will know it by sunset."

"What will you do if someone hits on me?"

"I'll send them flying."

"What'll you do if I die?"

"I'll die with you."

Tenten's smirk widened, "You can't just—"

Neji pulled out a locket and swung it in front of her, "This."

The locket was in a heart shape, a shiny silver, with the words carefully engraved: Tenten's Heart.

"How did—"

"It was in my backpack. And of course I know you're wearing the locket I gave you, and you never bothered to look on the back did you?"

Tenten reached up to her neck, and sure enough she pulled out a silver locket Neji had given her three years ago for her birthday. Turning it around in her soft hands, she blushed as she read the words: Hyuuga Neji's Heart

"You…"

Neji's smirk widened as he skillfully twirled the locket in his hand up and caught it, "I have your heart."

It was on that day that Hyuuga Neji claimed the doll's heart.

To everyone else she was their doll.

To him, she was his doll.

His doll, and only his.