Who the Hell is That?

Tenten gawked.

Neji shrugged.

Hinata stared at Neji.

"Neji-nii-san…"

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME, HYUUGA?"

"I told you the truth of what I really thought of you. I think you're a tomboy, you hardly look like a girl, and you're a pathetic excuse for a girl. I wasn't finished though," he paused.

"Oh, so YOU look more feminine than ME?"

"No."

"Well that WOULD make sense, with your LONG and SMOOTH and SLEEK and SILKY long hair!"

"…How do you know the texture of my hair?"

Tenten blushed, "Um… !"

"…What… the… hell…"

"HEY, YOU'RE GAY!"

Hinata sighed. What turned out from being a nice pleasant chat, ended up in a horrible fight.

What's wrong with Team 8? Gai and Lee are youth addicted, and now Tenten and Neji are… going… insane…

Hinata's eyes widened as she processed the information. The Hyuuga prodigy. Hyuuga Neji. Was going. Insane.

Well. That's going to be hot gossip around the village.

She took a sip of her tea and leaned back. Might as well carefully observe the process of Neji going insane.

Neji narrowed his eyes and stood up and approached Tenten. He smirked as he bent down and grabbed the silk ribbons that held her hair in buns.

He thought he was going to see her hair down.

Unfortunately her quick reflexes prevented her hair from falling down.

She blushed heavily and glared at him, "I HATE YOU HYUUGA NEJI!" she screamed, "YOU KNOW I HATE HAVING MY HAIR DOWN!" and ran out of the room.

Neji tilted his head, "What the hell is wrong with women?"

Hinata coughed.

"Um, most women."

Tenten…

Tenten stomped angrily through Konoha, "Damn Neji, why the hell would he say that, he is more feminine than me, with that long hair, and WHY THE HELL DID I TELL HIM I SNUCK INTO HIS ROOM TO STARE AT HIM?"

"You snuck into Hyuuga's room to stare at him?"

Tenten spun around and glared, "Shut up Sasuke…"

Sasuke smirked and left.

The weapon mistress resumed to stomping through Konoha and finally reached her house. She slammed the door shut and ran into her bedroom.

She stared at herself in the mirror. Stare. She let her hair down. Stare. Brilliant idea. Evil smirk, "I'll prove Neji wrong…"

She grinned and ran into her closet, and pulled out another Chinese outfit she had, "Oh, Neji's gonna have the world's largest nosebleed…"

Neji…

Neji crossed his legs and closed his eyes and he prepared to meditate.

Hey, nothing wrong with meditating to stop thinking about your female teammate, I MEAN, CALM DOWN AND NOT GO INSANE.

Neji let out a sigh, and inhaled deeply.

Relax… calm down…

"HYUUGA NEJI!"

Neji cracked open an annoyed eye and both his eyes shot open and widened to the size of dinner plates.

Holy shit.

Who the HELL was THAT?

She was about as tall as Tenten, but Neji was positive Tenten would never dress like that. She had smooth and silky chestnut brown hair that reached up to her elbows, and was layered. She was wearing a blue Chinese dress. It didn't have any sleeves, and it ended below her knees. It was light and flowy, and had slits up to the middle of her thigh on the left side. The border of the sleeve and the bottom was a slightly darker shade of blue, and the two rope like things across her chest were the same shade of blue. (A/N You know, like on Tenten's shirt? Yeah.) She was wearing the same ninja sandels everyone else wore, so Neji could figure out she was a ninja. She was wearing aquamarine earrings, and a light shade of pink lip gloss that shone with the reflection of the sun.

Neji could only think one thing. She. Was. –BEEEEEEP- ing. Hot.

"Who the HELL are YOU?"

She smiled seductively, "Neji-kunnn, don't you remember me?" she pouted, and tilted her head, her bangs slightly falling to the right.

"You… you're… you…"

By now Neji's poor nose was gushing blood maniacly.

She smiled cutely and sat down next to him. And scooched over. Invading his personal space.

Neji's left hand, the one without the bandages, went up to his face and pinched his nose to try to stop the bleeding.

She smiled cutely again, "Oh Neji-kun, you're bleeding… is it because of me?"

Neji's lavender eyes rolled upward and he fell backwards.

She looked at him, "Whoa… I know I wanted him to have the world largest nosebleed, but he didn't have to faint from the loss of blood…"

A bit later…

Neji slowly woke up and saw the same girl taking care of him.

She grinned, "Neji, you're awake!"

His nose started gushing blood again.

Her eye twitched, "Gosh, did I take it too far?"

"Who are you?"

She grinned, "I'm Tenten! Remember? You said I was too tomboy-ish, un-girlish, and I was a pathetic excuse of a girl? So, I decided to prove you wrong!" she said cheerfully as Neji started to grab tissues.

He laid back down, "Damnit, when is this nosebleed going to stop…"

She grinned and gently kissed his forehead.

He blushed furiously.

He sat up and leaned against the wall, "You're really Tenten?" he asked slowly eyeing her.

She grinned, "Yep! Want proof?" she pulled out a kunai and threw it. It landed directly about Neji's head, barely avoiding it.

He smirked, "So you are Tenten. Seems like you have some femininity in you after all."

She stuck out her tongue, "Hmph!"

He smirked again, "I never did finish."

"What?"

"After all that, I was going to say I liked you for your courage and loyalty, and you're a good sparring partner. You never give up, you always help me perfect my techniques, and I appreciate that," he finished blushing and looking away.

Tenten's jaw dropped to the floor, "That has to be the closest thing anyone can ever get as a compliment from you."

He glared at her.

She grinned and skipped up to him and leaned against him. He was about 3-4 inches taller than her, but she didn't mind. Right now, anyway.

She smiled gently, "And I think that roughly translates you 'I like you', right?"

He smirked and threw the tissues away, the nosebleed finally stopped. Perhaps Neji will die of the loss of blood later?

"No, it doesn't."

She tilted her head, "Nani?"

His left arm snaked around her waist, and his right arm twirled a strand of hair as he pulled her closer.

She blushed, "N-Neji?" she squeaked.

He leaned closer until their noses were touching, "That doesn't translate to I like you."

He closed the gap, and claimed her lips with his own in a sweet and gentle chaste kiss.

He pulled back, "It translates to I love you."

She blushed furiously and started shaking her head until her forehead smashed against his nose.

"EEK, OH MY GOD, SORRY NEJI!"

"GAAH, ANOTHER NOSEBLEED, GOD DAMNIT, WHAT THE –BEEP-!"

Despite the situation, she giggled, and started to wipe his nose with a tissue nearby, "Aw Neji, I'll always love you, even if you'll be known as the man with the most nosebleeds."

"HEY!"