in which i realize that i need a nejiten icon

Mar 18, 2007 17:45

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The scar was still dark crimson against her tanned arm, it hadn't faded like the few others that were scattered over her body. He ran his finger down it, pressing his lips to the tender flesh, flicking his tongue across it experimentally. She giggled.

"Neji," She said gently, tilting his head up so she could meet his lips, "That tickles," she whispered against his mouth.

"How did you get them?" He pulled away, inspecting the scars closer. Tenten shrugged.

"Stuff...missions. I like them though. The scars." She lay back.

"Why?" Neji kissed his way up her neck, then leaned his head on her chest.

"Because," she paused, fingers twining absently through his hair, "It's like, they're like..." She sat up, leaning back on her elbows and he brought his head up, watching her think. "Every one just means...they mean that I survived." She smiled down at him, the moonlight playing in her eyes, "I survived."

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-tallah

naruto, fic, nejiten

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