"Neji..." Sometimes he could be so sweet, in his own pretentious way. She kept her fingers in his hair, rubbing it gently between her fingers as her expression grew more concerned, then angry, edging close to infuriated.

"Hinata did what?!" she snarled, fingers unconsciously tightening in his hair. "She did this to you? How're you just going to lay here and take it, Neji?"