Ho ho ho.

[moonsheen]

Me thinks (because finals are coming up, because I am a masochist, and because it is that time of year) I'll be climbing aboard that holiday drabble meme. You know the drill. Gimme a concept/characters/pairings/whatnot and I'll see what I can do. Series are (in no particular order and prolly missing a few) Naruto, X, Yami no Matsuei, Puchi Puri Yuushi (for the obscure), Shamanic Princess (for the more obscure?), Saint Seiya, and, ah, hell. Toss in Fruits Basket. I'll give that a shot. Will try to get these done in a timely manner this time around, too.

Well. Here goes.

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[asprosdrakos.livejournal.com]

Neji and Hinata. Snow and christmas lights. Everything else is your call. And I think it's entirely your fault I enjoy the pairing as much as I do. Thank you. ^_^

[moonsheen.livejournal.com]

Always glad to find others who like these two ^^ And ah yeah takes place some point after Naruto knocked some sense into Neji. (He's fifteen? Sixteen here? Something like that.) I tried my best.



“Hinata-sama,” he told her honestly. “They look ridiculous.”

Her hands paused unwinding the latest coil; the bulbs swung and clinked against one another. She gazed at them steadily and the corners her lips turned up.

“…They aren’t lit yet, Neji-niisan,” she answered; pulling off a strip of the tape she’d left on the window sill and reaching. “And I like them. They’ll be pretty, once I can…” She had to jump, to properly pin the section up. “Once it’s done.”

“Hn.”

She settled back onto her heels, and turned her head. Her profile was dark against the white glare from other side of the glass. “You can come in. If you want.”

Neji stayed rooted in her doorway.

“No thank you.”

Her shoulders dropped. “…Allright,” she said, unraveling another coil of lights. She seemed to summon some courage from the distraction, because a moment later she added, as gently as she could, “I’m sorry you had to stay-”

Neji made a tired sound. “Ordered, Hinata-sama.”

“Ordered. I’m sorry you were ordered to stay…?” She ventured. “Father...He--he did have a point, though. About the weather…” She nodded at the window as she stretched again. The lights jingled.

“It wasn’t necessary.”

“He was worried for you.”

“Of course.”

Hinata measured out the next row. “It’s true,” she insisted. “The path gets icy, and it’s hard to see in the snow, isn’t it? Even with the Byakugan, concentrating on all of that at once…It would give you a headache. You could slip. Or…or…” Her voice dwindled away as her cousin drew a loud, tried breath.

“Hinata-sama,” Neji said levelly, giving his head a practiced bow. “With all due /respect/. It sounds more like you’re the one worrying.”

Hinata stopped with both of her hands above her head, leaned against the top of the window, bulbs dangling in her face.

“I am,” she said, sounding puzzled—as though she’d thought that had been the original idea. It didn’t occur to her to flush until a moment after she’d said it. She hung her head, and reached again, trying and failing several times to get that last corner to stay up over the window. “Um.”

“…Hopeless,” Neji breathed, so low she could barely hear him.

“I don’t think so--”

“Not that,” he said. “/This/.” And he breezed into the room with four heavy, purposeful steps, stopping behind her and snatching the lights from her hand. He pressed the wire mercilessly under his thumb. It stayed in place. Blue, red, and yellow bulbs glittering, he stepped back and glared at them. “There.”

“Neji-niisan...”

“They still look ridiculous.”

“…Just wait until they’re lit.” Hinata closed her eyes. “And thank you.”

“/Hn/.” was all Neji had to say about that.

[asprosdrakos.livejournal.com]

Wonderfully done - such a lovely picture of a quiet moment. I love it. Thank you!