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One Week [fic] 1/2

Title: One Week
Genre: humor, romance
Rating: T or PG-13
Notes: Inspired by one of tainted4life's FST tracks, "One Week" by Barenaked Ladies. Its lyrics are just too hilarious to resist - it spawns plotbunnies like crazy. I'm too sleepy to continue, but the next part should finish it. ^_^ Unless I can think of a way to incorporate more lines and words from the song.

One Week lyrics

* * * 

the vertigo is going to grow cos it's so dangerous
you'll have to sign a waiver

-Barenaked Ladies

* * * 

He looked up as he felt the pressure of watching eyes on him, abandoning the paperwork that being the Hyuuga clan-head entailed. He turned to face his new wife, silver eyes questioning. She straddled a chair backwards, chin resting on top of folded arms, her eyes sizing him up.


The silence grew and stretched between them. Finally he buckled, burst out: “What is it?”


Tenten cocked her head to one side. “I’m angry at you.”


* * *   


He fumed. She had been ignoring him for almost a week – him, not only a Hyuuga but the Hyuuga, head of the clan. No one ignored him. When he spoke, people jumped. When he frowned, people trembled. When he needed something, they brought him multiple editions thereof.


And when he wanted his wife, she should damn well be there. Dammit.


He jerked his head up as he realized she was passing by his study. He dashed to the door, sliding it open with a slight crash.




She turned slowly, gracefully, eyed him with a cool, distant eye. “Yes, Hyuuga-sama?”


He hadn’t expected to flinch from something that was, after all, a proper title for him, delivered in a perfectly polite tone. He had used to resent at her easy familiarity, the way she had adopted his first name without any honorifics attached, he remembered. When had he grown so used to it?


He realized he hadn’t answered her yet; she was raising a sardonic eyebrow at his somewhat dazed silence. He bristled slightly. He did that, not her. “Come into my office,” he barked, to cover up his discomfiture.


She bowed to him, somehow managing to include an air of complete irreverence in her perfectly-inclined spine. “I do apologize, Hyuuga-sama, but I am needed at the Hokage’s office. Do you not remember – you…requested that I negotiate the clan’s usage of the main park for Heiji-kun’s birthday party?”


He did remember. And he cursed the deep-grained protocol that stated leaders must not rescind orders – it made them appear weak. He struggled briefly with his conscience, then noticed she had taken her leave and was already at the end of the hall.


“Wait!” he called, and there was a note of pleading in his voice that surprised both of them. “Why…why are you avoiding me?” he asked, utter bafflement actually making an expression on his face.


She stared at him. “You’re crazy if you really don’t know,” she said, then hopped over the wall.


* * *       


He spent the rest of the day pacing his study, spinning on his heel so furiously that he caused little whirls of wind in his wake. What should he know? How had he upset her? They’d only been married for two weeks – somehow this week of cold-shoulder and of actually sleeping in the separate suites for the master and mistress didn’t feel like a week of being wedded, but if it counted, then it was three weeks.


How had he managed to upset her so much in only two weeks?


* * *   


“Mmm…come back to bed…” Tenten protested sleepily as her new husband left the bed, curling in on herself to compensate for the loss of his body-heat.


“Tenten, we have to go back to Konoha,” he told her, already pulling on his pants.


“What?” Tenten protested, sitting up in bed. He paused in dressing to eye her. “It’s our honeymoon! We got here yesterday – YESTERDAY! We’re cleared till the end of the week, aren’t we?”


“Something’s come up,” he said, shoving his feet into his ninja-sandals without looking away from her. “The clan needs me there.”


Tenten sighed, but acquiesced. He was pleased – he knew she understood how important it was that he proved himself, as a new, young, unproven clan-head. “I’ll start packing.”


* * *     


He poked experimentally at the dish placed before him. “What is it?”


She beamed. “It’s braised chicken, with Yong tonics – amomum, some nutmeg, cassia bark…”


“Why is there sesame oil in the serving-dish?” he asked.


“Well, that’s the traditional way of serving it,” she explained. “It’s an old recipe*, you see…”


“Ah.” He delicately picked up a small piece of meat, wondering for a little while at the coriander on top of it, and then placed it in his mouth. He chewed slowly, appreciating the taste. At least his wife could cook, not like Hiori’s…




“It’s good,” he said. As he picked up another piece of chicken, he began to make idle conversation. “Speaking of, the chef has told me he will have a shipment of sushi-grade bluefin tuna soon. I look forward to it; there’s something very appealing about fish that’s never touched a frying pan…”


Her face had fallen slightly, though at the time he hadn’t known why. Didn’t she like sushi?


Speaking of…


“Pass the wasabi, please.”


* * *         


The door slid open with a hiss. “Did you call me?” she asked, one hand on her hip.


“I summoned you over fifteen minutes ago,” he commented, not looking up from his papers. “Where have you been?”


“…I had some training to do.”


Involuntarily his mind jerked back to the memory of sparring with her in the forest, the way she’d soared through the air – the glitter of sunset light on her weapons, kunai, senbon, a beautiful silver katana she had won off a samurai sword-master  – the flash of her eyes as she snarled at him, their faces only inches apart…


“Heiji-kun’s birthday is in a month,” he said, half-absently. “As son of the vice-commander of ANBU, it would be well if the clan feasted the boy. Go and arrange for the use of the Konoha Park for his party, if you please.”


“…I hear and obey.” Her voice had been flat.


* * *      


He stood very still in his study.




* * *  

*Braised chicken with Chinese tonics: famous dish in Shanghai.



( 16 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 9th, 2006 07:11 am (UTC)
As always, you are an excellent dealer supplier of NejiTen goodness.

I look forward to seing more. Nighty night!
Oct. 9th, 2006 02:49 pm (UTC)
Thanks. It is crack, crack of the purest. ^_^
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Oct. 10th, 2006 04:45 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :)
Oct. 9th, 2006 10:29 am (UTC)
tsk tsk tsk nice going neji...=]
Oct. 9th, 2006 12:11 pm (UTC)
Ah, Neji, you ass. The fact that he's spent the past three weeks being a total ass and is still standing around, scratching his head going "...the hell did I DO?" is just beautiful.

I'm a little confused as to why he's the clan head. I mean, obviously that's AU, it's just not a really delineated AU. If that makes any sense.

Anyway, lovely as usual, dahling.
Oct. 9th, 2006 02:52 pm (UTC)
Thaaaank you. ^_^ I didn't think it was so much AU as it was a futurefic. I mean, I can imagine Neji - after the Branch House prejudice was more overthrown - being chosen as Head over his cousins. (I mean if we're going by pure genetics, he's just as eligible, right? Maybe Hiashi formally adopts him)

And he is dense.

Plus there's that little detail we talked about...now THAT's frigging AU. ^^;;
Oct. 9th, 2006 02:59 pm (UTC)
! You have a point-- especially since he's the oldest.

Oh LORD is he dense. Dense, dense, dense.
Oct. 9th, 2006 07:53 pm (UTC)
He's so dense he is like unto a BLACK HOLE.
Oct. 9th, 2006 12:27 pm (UTC)
Oh Neji...you silly, silly man. Haha, but I love how he finally realizes and replies with an "Oh..." XDD

Now I must finish reading the other fics you have posted cause...last weke I had no time to read anything. *zoom*
Oct. 9th, 2006 03:02 pm (UTC)
Hee! And honestly I shouldn't have had TIME to write anything but I am a procrastinator for school. Which includes writing fics instead of essays.
Oct. 10th, 2006 12:40 am (UTC)
Hyuuga Neji's Byakugan seems to have more than one blind spot. The other is where you'd least expect it. When it comes to his own wife.

Oh gosh, I love your stuff wingsover. They're great!
Oct. 10th, 2006 02:26 am (UTC)
thanks for the comment. ^_^ And the blindspot comment is SO true. He's so used to reading people on the surface he overlooks the deeper stuff, sometimes.

Tenten loves him.

Tenten will do things she doesn't like because she loves him.

And he'll forget that she doesn't like to do them and takes them as matter of course.
Oct. 10th, 2006 07:40 am (UTC)

I quite picture Neji as the Hyuuga clan head, really. (Uhm, Hinata and Hanabi marrying off other men, so technically they don't have the Hyuuga name with them anymore, and so that leaves Neji-kun... And I'd think this is how Hiashi would mend the "wrongdoings" of the Main to the Branch family...)

Hyuuga Neji, ass extraordinaire! ^__^ Hahaha One of these days he'll be whipped (even more than Shikamaru's dad), I'm sure. Bwahaha.

Go knock some sense into your dear husband, Tenten!

You have to continue. Goodness knows how hard it is to actually find well-written NejiTen stuff. (and in general, Naruto stuff.)

Oct. 10th, 2006 02:53 pm (UTC)
Thank you for the lovely long comment. *grins* I don't know quite how the marrying-off system would go - maybe if the heir was proclaimed, the man would take her name - but I do agree about the way Hiashi might make it up to Neji. And, I mean, I do think he might be one of the best choices.

Oct. 11th, 2006 09:21 am (UTC)
I usually comment long enough that you can compare it to an ENTRY, actually, so no problem. ^__^ (be warned -- this is long, too!)

I think it'll be that way -- Hinata and Hanabi marrying and having Hyuuga as their maiden name -- since I think this would be one of the points in tradition that would rather manifest male dominance/supremacy and female subordination. I dunno, I think that's how it'd work out in Konoha. After all I haven't seen any clan being headed by a woman. (Oh no I'm beginning to sound like a sexist!) Or the Naruto world, for that matter.

(And if memory serves me right, ancient Japan did believe in male supremacy, so women were just bound to be housewives. But then again in Konoha females are allowed to become ninjas -- provided they are called kunoichi, while the men, still, called shinobi. Which is another manifestation of discrimination, of some sort.)

And yeah, besides, Neji is just as eligible as Hinata and Hanabi -- he actually has the birthright (screw Branch and Main categorizing) since he is firstborn.

See? Told ya it was long. ^__^
Oct. 13th, 2006 09:17 am (UTC)
Am i an idiot for not knowing why she got upset at him talking about tuna? ~infrd
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