Disclaimer: Don't own.
Title: Chest Bindings
Genre: Romance; humor
Word count: 911
Summary: Neji always knew he was genius. He had a solution for every problem on the planet. Tenten, however, thinks his solutions are absolute crap.
"So Neji, good spar today!" Tenten grinned happily as she walked with Neji, her hands were clasped behind her back and she literally skipped while walking with him.
Yeah. Despite the cuts, bruises, various internally damaged organs, but they were healed immediately, and her tomboy attitude, she was literally skipping.
"Hn." Neji grunted absentmindedly as he began to notice something.
Guys were staring at Tenten.
And they were grinning pervertedly and whispering to each other.
So, ignoring Tenten's jabberings, Neji began to stare at her to see why the hell they would stare at her for so long.
Her face? Well yeah, she was pretty put… why'd they whisper it?
Hair? Unique, everyone did stare at it but… not pervertedly…
Did her shirt have that many cuts?
Tenten stared at herself in the mirror and frowned as she tightened the bandages behind her back.
Why the hell did Neji suddenly tell her to wear chest bindings instead of bras?
She wasn't even allowed to wear sports bras anymore.
What the hell was wrong with him?
Neji smirked to himself as he leaned against the tree and twisted the top off his water bottle as he waited for Tenten to arrive.
Yup. He had realized men stared at Tenten because of her figure. Obviously he wouldn't make her get a fatter waist or thin her hips, but he could decrease her… er, yeah.
He was so a genius for a reason.
"Whoa… look at that chick… wasn't she like, way hotter yesterday?"
"Oh my God, I know… what happened to her chest?"
"…Did the Hyuuga do anything?"
"Holy shit, was she stuffing her bra yesterday?"
Tenten's lips twitched and self control fought against natural instinct as her fingers brushed the handle of the kunai lightly. She tried to ignore the whispers and walk calmly to the training grounds like usual but…
"Well. That Hinata chick should tell her what she's been eating."
"WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP ALREADY?"
"AND I WON'T MISS NEXT TIME. SO JUST SHUT UP AND SCRAM!"
"RUN!" the boys screamed girlishly and ran off in separate directions as Tenten seethed, steam almost literally coming out of her ears.
Oh yeah. Neji was a genius all right.
He had gotten rid of the majority of the perverts.
And now she's even stronger!
Damn, a kunai got him again.
"My my Neji," Tenten landed in front of him, smiling mockingly. "And you're always telling me to pay attention."
Neji smirked and pulled the kunai out of his shoulder, and pressed his hand against the wound after dropping the weapon. "You're getting better."
"Damn right I'm getting better. Thanks to you I'm known as the flat-chested chick who hasn't entered puberty." Tenten glared at him and pulled out another scroll.
Tenten huffed in annoyance and dropped the scroll and pulled out a roll of bandages from her backpack instead. "Thanks to you and your idea of chest bindings, I am now officially nearly flat chested. Why don't you tell Hinata to wear chest bindings?"
"…Are you saying my cousin's…"
"Neji. Admit it. Everyone in the village knows it."
"So." Tenten continued as she cut his shirt with the dropped kunai smoothly. "I'm wearing a bra tomorrow."
Neji stared at her.
For one thing, she was stripping him.
Another, she was telling him what she was going to wear under her shirt the next day.
And the third thing, she was disobeying him.
"…What size bra do you wear?"
Tenten raised and eyebrow slowly. "…What?"
"...I mean, why not the chest bindings?"
The corner of Tenten's lips quirked up. "Hyuuga Neji, you were inquiring what size bra I wear."
"…I was not."
Tenten smiled slightly as she tied the bandages behind his back. "There, that should stop the bleeding. And I am so telling Hanabi you want to know…"
"I DO NOT."
Neji glared at her. "Chest bindings."
"I don't want to. It doesn't piss me off that much, but it does severely annoy me."
"Then too bad. Wear them.
"I told you."
Tenten clenched her fist, "I DON'T want to wear the damn chest bindings!"
"Why the hell not?" he glared at her.
After all, it wasn't everyday that someone disobeyed him.
"I DON'T WANT TO!"
"WELL TOO BAD, I'M TELLING YOU TO…"
"HYUUGA NEJI, IF I WANT TO WEAR A BRA, I CAN WEAR A BRA. YOU DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO PREVENT A GIRL FROM WEARING A BRA."
"WEAR THE DAMN CHEST BINDINGS. WHAT'S WRONG WITH THEM?"
"I LOOK FLAT CHESTED AND LIKE I HAVEN'T REACHED PUBERTY YET. DAMN YOU HYUUGA NEJII, I AM 15 YEARS OLD, OKAY?"
"IF YOU DON'T WEAR THEM THEN PERVERTS ARE GOING UNDRESS YOU WITH THEIR EYES AGAIN."
"...Are you serious?"
Tenten frowned again. "…Well then… The only way to solve this is…"
Tenten grinned and leaned in, touching her forehead against his. "The only way that I can be satisfied and you be content is for them to know I'm taken."
"Taken? By what?"
"By you." She whispered softly and closed the small gap between them, kissing him tenderly.
"…You had this planned, didn't you…" Neji murmured softly, smirking slightly.
"Yes I did. But you know, just because I'm yours doesn't mean I'm not telling Hanabi…"
"Don't you dare."
Author's Notes: Edited; only changed the super long period parades and colloquialism.