Title: Kiss and Make Up
Summary: First kisses are usually thought of as romantic, but that doesn't mean they always have to be. Takes place when Neji and Tenten are both six and at the Academy.
“Now isn’t there something you want to say?” Iruka prompted, gently nudging Tenten forward.
The six year old folded her arms and shot a glare at the small boy only a few feet away from her. Neji was glaring back, his white eyes now further emphasized by a large black mark directly under his right one. Tenten didn’t even bother hiding a smug grin at her handy work.
“No.” Tenten said promptly, stomping her foot slightly as Iruka sighed deeply. The other teacher, a new woman she didn’t know well, mirrored Iruka’s body language as she stood by Neji.
“Come on, Tenten, you don’t want to hurt your classmates, do you? I know you’re mad…” the woman started only for Tenten to narrow her eye’s further and point accusingly at the boy.
“He started it! He said I was stupid and that Lee was stupid and I’m not sorry I hit him! I’m just sorry you two stopped me from giving him another black eye!”
“You should be grateful they came when they did.” Neji said, his voice soft and cold. “After all, one lucky hit should not be considered victory.”
“Is that right?! Well I’ve always had good luck, so how ‘bout another go, Hyuga?!” Tenten would have leapt forward if Iruka hadn’t grabbed her around the waist and picked her somewhat off the ground, setting back firmly about a foot, with his hands on her shoulders.
“Tenten, that’s enough! Both of you!” he was one of the few teachers not afraid to scold Neji and the small boy hated it. His eyes seemed to glow with the intensity of his anger, that only slightly dimmed compared to Tenten's. “Now I will not have this kind of immature behavior going on in my class. Now both of you apologize, or it’s going to be worse when I call…”
“I bet Ojisan won’t make me apologize.” Tenten muttered more to herself than anyone else. Guy emphasized the need to get along with people, and she knew he wouldn’t exactly be happy with her. But he had also told her to always stand up for herself and her friends. And there was no way she was going to let anyone, not even a ‘genius’, push her around.
Iruka’s sigh was even deeper this time and far more exasperated.
“Something tells me, Guy, isn’t the person to take your cues on apologizing from, Tenten.” he almost muttered before his voice took on a much more authoritative tone. “This isn't up for debate. Both of you will show some maturity, shake hands, and let this go, or we can go to the office and you'll miss the rest of class.” he said, then shot a look at Tenten. "But don't think that means you're getting out of the homework."
There was a moment of silence as the two children stared at each other, both waiting to see who was going to go first. Tenten sighed. She didn’t want to make the teacher’s mad. Sure she wanted to punch Neji in the face again, but at the same time…she also wanted to go back to class. That and being the first one to make a move would really get under Neji’s skin. Before she could move though, he’d already brought his hand up and extended it towards her as she blinked, staring at it.
“It’s your turn, Tenten.” Iruka gave her another gentle nudge.
Tenten continued staring at the hand, her face getting redder. She knew Neji wasn’t sorry. She could see it in his eyes. He wasn’t sorry and neither was she. But now he’d made it look like he was being good and she was just being stubborn. Even if she’d had the same idea, it still made her grind her teeth that he beat her. Then a sudden thought raced through her mind and her brown eyes widened.
She’d heard a phrase once before. Just a few words that someone had hastily said to quell a fight. And while she wasn’t a believer in the fact girls had certain things, she also knew that Neji, in fact, still was.
Suddenly she smiled and nodded.
“Okay. Neji…I’m sorry.” she took his hand and before either the teachers or Neji could move she leapt forward, grabbed his face between her hands, and planted a kiss right on his lips that literally smacked when she pulled away with a dramatic ‘mwah!’
Both teachers and Neji stared in absolute shock as Tenten smiled.
“I thought maybe it’d be better to ‘kiss and make up’ instead of just shaking hands.” her smile couldn’t have been more innocent if she’d been wearing a halo, and both teachers instantly seemed to turn in her favor with a laugh, smiles and comments mostly to themselves about how ‘cute’ kids could be.
As they started to lead them into class though, Neji’s face had yet to change much, except that now it was bright red and had a hint of horror.
Tenten shot him another sweet, yet sinister, smile when the teachers weren’t looking.
She didn’t believe in cooties, but it sure helped that he did.