Title: [to be revealed]
Genre: General, slight drama, romance? I'm confused. x_x
Summary: . . .
They were sitting on the outward deck of their home, the part where a kind of porch jutted out into the yard so they could watch a whole lot of the sky even with a roof. On the one hand, it was a wonderful area because they could count the stars. On the other hand, they were ninja and they didn’t have many chances to do such a thing.
So, yes, they were sitting, Neji leaning on one of the posts and Tenten leaning on him. They were inexplicably wrapped in a blanket (otherwise not so inexplicable, for Tenten did love their blanket). It was ridiculous, actually, because as ninja they had had enough experiences concerning temperatures at its harshest. One cool night was in no way a real excuse to be wrapped up in a blanket together.
But so what? They were married, after all.
Tenten supposed that the nice thing about scarcely having moments like that was that when they did happen, they were just so much sweeter. The bad thing, of course, was that they happened so infrequently that she sometimes viewed his and her careers as maddening. She loved her job, though, so she simply relished the few moments of genuine serenity with the love of her life she had.
Just like now. Under the blanket his hand contained hers and kept them warm. Her hands were often much colder than she actually felt, but she loved it when he warmed them. Defiantly she tried not to think about how she liked it when his entire body warmed hers, because she was in her twenties, dammit, and she should be too old for lusting nonsense. Though of course there was no clear explanation for everything they felt and did for (to?) each other.
Which was probably why her heart ached. They had been married for a grand total of four weeks, and his first real mission back on the job turns out to be a long one. A really long one.
She didn’t want to ruin the moment, really, she didn’t, but when her heart ached and didn’t allow her to enjoy watching the stars with her husband, well…
“Is there any reason,” she asked softly, “Why you rushed in?”
Neji turned to gaze at her in that way that meant he didn’t understand the question. He said nothing, and patiently waited for her to continue.
“I could have waited until this mission was over,” Tenten told him solemnly. “We didn’t have to marry so soon…”
“Why wait?” Neji asked. “It was inevitable. Fate. Why prolong something like that?”
She fell silent. How could she explain to him that she didn’t like the implications? Classified as it was, she knew that the mission he was taking would be A-rank at the very least. For him to insist on the wedding before rather than after was like him saying he didn’t want to regret anything.
Tenten did not want to lose him, not when she had just finally gained him.