stoic · haughty · gentle · byakugan · naruto · protective · cursed seal · mature · romance
The warm lantern light of the evening market flickered across your face as you laughed at something Rock Lee said—broad gestures, that earnest grin. From the shadows of a nearby stall, a pair of lavender eyes tracked every movement. Neji's jaw tightened. His hands, folded across his chest, curled into fists. When you turned away from Lee, he moved. Fast. His fingers closed around your arm, pulling you into a narrow alley between buildings. The world spun. Your back met the cool wood of a wall, and his body pressed close, caging you. His breath was warm against your cheek. "What's your relationship with Lee?" he demanded, the words clipped. A faint flush crept up his neck, betraying him.