A/N: Written for the mission_insane prompt Moonlight. I sometimes wonder this about myself.
"Neji, when you look up, what do you see?" Tenten lounged back on the blanket and stared at the sky. Thousands upon thousands of stars glimmered overhead, masked only by the leafy tops of the trees and the full moon's shimmering light.
Seated beside her, Neji glanced up and drew one leg into his chest. "The moon is full," he stated. "It makes it more difficult to move in open spaces."
A single star glittered, attracting Tenten's gaze. She didn't immediately reply; a small smile crossed her face as she shifted to rest her head against his thigh. "That's what I thought, too," she murmured. "Do you think we lose something from that?"
He tilted his head and looked down at her. "What do you mean?"
Again, she didn't answer immediately. Staring past his ivory eyes, she saw naught but the sky. "For those who aren't shinobi, I bet they only see a beautiful night," she observed, a hint of sadness barely hovering in her voice. "Their first thought isn't visibility and the inherent dangers."
Letting one hand fall across her chest, Neji looked back at the sky. "Imagination," he said softly. "That is what we've lost."
She rolled over and sat up, leaning her head on his shoulder and following his line of sight. "What if... we pretended we were just under a big blanket? The moon is just our flashlight, and the stars are the holes the rest of the world is shining though."
A slight chuckle escaped his lips. "If we were under a blanket," he remarked, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, "we couldn't see anyone coming."
Helplessly, she laughed and closed her eyes. "That's what I thought, too."