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pandoraimperatrix · 4 months
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NejiHina Week 2023 
Day 3:  Dating 
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The Hyuuga do things the old way, so, they didn’t date. 
Dating were for modern girls, for the daughters of civilians, and the new growing class of merchants, Hinata, being born daughter of the oldest shinobi clan of what came to be Konoha, would never be allowed such freedom.  
In truth, from the moment it was made obvious that her mother had given her father a daughter, her destiny was already sealed. She would marry Neji, the would-have-been perfect heir, and produce the purest of byakugan blessed children. And when it became clear that her temperament too soft for the ruthlessness of shinobi life, it reinforced the council's opinion that Hinata’s only utility was to bear the son that would take over after her father stepped down and fix the line of succession. 
There was nothing romantic about this plan, the trouble was that, despite the old geezers of the Hyuuga Council believing themselves as their masters, they never counted on Hinata’s newly wedded husband being a rebel. Had always been a rebel and would not be playing his part as planned by the same people that robbed him of his father and his freedom. 
He had tried rejecting Hinata, once upon a time, it didn’t work, and it didn’t last. Some things are more powerful than fate, stronger than hate and more persistent than any wish of rebellion. 
And instead of hating her of trying to reject her further, of persisting in the misery, Neji rebelled in a different way, he loved his wife, instead of letting himself to be used by the very same powers that hurt both of them so much by simply using their union to procreation, he tried his best to make her happy instead. And if the heavens one day blessed them with children, unlike their parents, their sons and daughters would never doubt their worth to their parent’s eyes.  
Neji, when he decided – because it was his decision, not obedience – to marry Hinata, he also decided that he would give her what being born the Byakugan no Hime stole from her options in life. A warm home life. The normalcy of a date nights, kisses under the moon, flowers, chocolates and teddy bears. 
Trouble was, she didn’t quite care for any of that. She knew she should, but she didn’t. But Hinata wouldn’t tell him that and break his covert romantic soul. 
The man adored her, she owed him at least that. 
So, she played along, she indulged him, playing the part of the blushing bride, because she knew he liked it so much. And she’d make eyes to him in the semi-public space of a fancy restaurant with moody candlelight, and she would let her fingers touch his when serving him tea, always so very proper, so very chaste.  
It wasn’t a task, and she wasn’t pretending, she was indeed a private person, and although their relationship had never been, at least on her part, akin to the suffocating infatuation that rendered her speechless and a fainting mess (looking back, being able to tell to his face all her thoughts about him, even those not too pleasant, when she used to be a depressed, timid little genin might have been a sign).  
After a month of marriage, she knew that the easiest way to drive her cold, austere Hyuuga husband absolutely mad with desire was to act like her meek authentic self. 
After all, he never wanted anything or anyone but her, he had told her so. 
But when they were back home, when it was only the two of them... Well... 
She giggled when he pulled her up as soon as the shoji doors slid shut behind them. 
“Anata, they’ll hear us,” she warned him, her ears ringing as she tried to not slip from his grip as he swiftly hooked her legs on his shoulders. 
“You are the one being loud, Hinata-sama,” and then he stopped, and looked up, eyebrows rising and mouth watering, “tsuma...” oh, it was absurd how hearing him call her that made her feel, mostly because it was so rare “you are not wearing your bottom hadagi.” 
“I-I was feeling too warm,” she didn’t lie, but feeling warm in the middle of the winter had little to do with the weather. It was him. Just him. Neji licked his lips and somehow pulled her even closer in a rough move, making Hinata huff, already panting, and he haven’t even really touched her. 
“And why is Hinata-sama feeling warm when it’s snowing outside?” He teased her first with words and then with actions, one of the hands that had been supporting her lower back slid across her butt cheek to the top of her thigh, softly pulling the lonely fabric of her kimono, as if he was unwrapping a present. “Does she have a fever?” 
Hinata wanted to rub her thighs together to relieve the ache between them, and Neji must have felt the pressure of her muscles squeezing his neck, because he pushed the last bit of silk off, exposing her lovekissed inner thigh and her expecting weeping core. 
His breath hitched, and she could see the tip of his tongue between his teeth as he looked at her pussy as if it was the most fascinating thing he had ever seen. 
“Anata” she breathed, “please...” 
Without looking at her, his hand slid inwards from where it was resting on her top of her naked thigh, carefully, with his thumb, Neji separated her labia and Hinata trembled, goosebumps spreading across her skin as his grip from her lower back moved to hold her hip in place as he continued his exploration, spreading her moisture down to her opening, an up around her pulsing bundling of nerves. 
“Oh, no, no, don’t t-tea-” she protested as he continued to massage her but refused to touch her where she needed him the most, “ ah Neji...” 
“What?” he asked, finally looking at her and revelling to Hinata with his tortured expression how teasing her was taking the toll on him too, she wanted to reach down and discover for herself how much. She loved how dominating he could be, but it could also be frustrating when he got in one of those moods.  
Neji sighed and pillowed his head on her thigh, threads of chestnut hair falling on his eyes, clearly amused by her flushed cheeks and obvious impatience “do you want something, Hinata-sama?” 
And then, holding her gaze and with a small smile playing in his lips, he flicked her clit for the first time, finally. 
How Hinata didn’t come instantly was a mystery to her. 
She squeezed her eyes shut, enduring the violent waves of pleasure as he kept moving his finger in the pattern he found out wouldn’t get her there too fast, but would rend her completely defenceless against his power over her. 
“Ahhh” she panted, that was torture, absolute torture, she wanted to cry she wanted to push him to the floor and ride him all night, she wanted- 
Suddenly, Hinata found herself pressed against a wall, her husband using his free hand to push the silk away from her other thigh as he opened her legs wider and kissed her feverish skin of her inner thigh. She threaded her hands in his hair, pulling off his headband, uncovering the birdcage seal, something that caused so much pain, for so many years, she never thought that seeing it up-close would one day take such an erotic meaning. 
She wanted to kiss it, to kiss him, desperately, but he did it first. 
Hinata cried out as he sucked her clit into his mouth, his thumb intruding into her opening in tandem and curling up, it was overkill and she trashed on his shoulders, spilling wetness down his chin and neck, but he didn’t stop. He took his thumb out with a little struggle to not hurt her as her walls spasmed and when she was starting to calm the contractions, he fucked her with his tongue instead. Hinata choked, her legs shaking uncontrollably, heels hitting his back making Neji chuckle against her folds. 
When she managed to open her eyes again, he was waiting for her, lower face moist with her juices, hair mussed, cheeks dusted with red ardour and an arrogant self-satisfied look on his bright white eyes. Hinata sighed lowered one hand from his hair, touching his face softly, he moved his face, eyelids fluttering, following her caress like a kitten, and when her fingers touched his lips, he sucked them in. 
Not in a million years Hinata could have guessed that being married to Hyuuga Neji would be like this. 
“Bed,” she managed to say finally, “our bed, I... I...” 
“Are you sure?” his voice was so smooth, Hinata shivered, her legs squeezing him again, “because I’m still hungry, Hinata-sama, and I could make you come with my tongue again, and again, and again...” He punctuated every ‘again’ with a lick on her still pulsing core and Hinata fussed, desperate. 
“No, no, please I want to touch you too, please” she all but sobbed. 
He gave her a last lick before wordlessly helping her down, pushing her legs from his shoulders, and sliding her body to the floor where she stood on weak legs and, as usual, almost a head and a half smaller than him. 
Hinata grabbed he lapels of his haori and pulled him down for a searing kiss. She could feel now, through his hakama, how hard he was, and was very pleased with herself even thought, to be fair, she didn’t do a lot yet. 
She pulled back before he got too much control back, and pulled him by his hand to their canopy wedding bed. Hinata released his hand to climb on the soft beddings, and Neji just followed her, sitting at the edge, waiting. Eyes locked to his, she sat on her calves, oh so properly for a woman who had ruined an heirloom silk kimono by refusing to use underclothes soiling it with cum just to tease her already besotted husband. Hinata took her hands to her obijime, but her husband shook his head. 
“Let me,” and he reached forward, Hinata smiled and took her delicate fingers off her obi, choosing to rest her hands around Neji’s neck even if she knew, that he would take forever to unwarp her, that it would be absolute torture, that an entire ocean would be waiting between her legs when he finally slipped the last strip of silk from her body as if he wasn’t desperate to drown again. 
Frustrating as it was, because she needed him desperately, it never got old, how reverential he was at each inch of skin revealed, as if he had never seen her before, as if he had never had her before, as if he wouldn’t have her forever. 
She shivered when he finally pushed the kimono off her shoulders, covering the absence of fabric with bruising kisses and tried to make her lie down, but Hinata stopped him with one hand on his chest. 
“Anata, you’re still dressed,” she reminded him, and he truly seemed surprised when his clouded eyes glanced down, eyebrows knitting as if his genial brain couldn’t fathom the mysterious presence of his three-piece kimono. Hinata giggled and slapped his hands away when he went straight to the front knot of his hakama. “Your haori first, love, I’ll take care of the rest.” 
Obediently, he undressed from his upper garment as his wife fumbled roughly with his trousers. Each pull made him harder and when she all but hugged him to reach behind to undo his obi, burying her soft face on the crook of his neck and breathing him in, Neji’s dick twitched, begging for attention. 
Tired of waiting, Neji cupped her tight rump and pushed Hinata on the bed, pushing the nagagi off his shoulders himself as she lay there, with a too sweet smile, creamy white skin framed by the endless waves of her midnight hair. 
And she was his. Only his. 
He had planned to take his time with her, to make her beg, to make her taste at least a little of the insanity she put him through ever since they were barely people. How many nights had he spent as a teenager, trying to go back to hating her, because it hurt less than seeing her bloom into a beautiful woman that would never be his despite been promised to him at birth, all because of a mistake made by other people, mistake that drove him to resent her and push her away dangerously close of vacating the place in her heart that he had always been entitled to. 
But he had been wrong. 
He didn’t lose her after all. 
She would explain to him that too, on their wedding day, he was frightened, and she was so serene, she was so wise, his wife, his Hinata-sama. And she explained to him that his place in her heart would always be his, that she would always be his, they were destined to be one and nothing would ever change that. 
So, what was the use of trying to stall the inevitable? 
He plunged into her with a guttural moan, she was so wet that no matter how incredibly tight she was, he slid in with ease. 
Hinata’s mouth opened agape in a perfect ‘o’, and she spread her legs wider as Neji pulled back and entered her again, now deeper. 
“Oh Hinata-sama,” he said like a prayer, head lowering to suck a path of fire down her throat, his hips starting a punishing pace, one hand holding his upper body up while the other grabbed her hand, threading his fingers with hers over her head. His lips sucked under her bouncing breast and then he bit on it, she cried out. 
Her free hand grabbed a handful of chestnut hair, pulling hard and Neji moaned in protest, in pleasure too, before dragging his lips to her waiting mouth, letting her suck his tongue like her pussy sucked his throbbing cock viciously. He could feel she was close and he let go of her hand to reach down and flick her clit rendering Hinata into a sobbing mess as her arms flapped around with the aftershocks of her powerful orgasm. 
Neji stopped moving, but remained inside of her and her body stopped shaking to become limp and putty under his. He kissed her temple and her eyes, easing her to come back to earth, to come back to him. And then he bit softly at the cartilage of her ear. 
“I’m not done with you yet, Hinata-sama.” 
She sniffled and blinked her half-moon eyes open to him. Her lips were swollen with kisses, cheeks blotchy, perspiration covered her face, absolutely gorgeous. 
“What you need?” She asked in a breathy voice. 
“Turn around.” 
She swallowed hard, nodding and obeyed. Neji hissed when their movements made his cock slip out of her. 
“Not all the way,” he said holding her hip in place. “There,” Neji pulled her hair out of the way and kissed her sweaty temple, “perfect,” he put his tip against her folds and started pushing in again, Hinata squeezed her eyes and he stopped. Neji slid one arm under her head, making it serve both the purpose of pillow and also to force the face to be turned to his. “No, look at me.” 
She bit her lower lip but did as told, he pulled her leg up, hooking it backwards around his hip and then, with her eyes locked to his and one of her breasts in his hand, he fucked her, hard. 
“Ah ah ahhh” she made as he hammered inside her shaking the entire bed, her juices coating both of them and the sheets as his hips hit hard against her ass, Hinata could feel a new orgasm building up in tiding waves again, the urge to close her eyes and just let the feeling drown her was big, but he told her to look at him so who was she to deny the man that did nothing but love her, protect her, pleasure her? 
“Nej-j-j-jiii ahhhhhh,” she barely noticed his husky chuckle as she shook again in a fit of orgasmic spasms, but this time he didn’t stop, as endeared as he was always were at her body’s adorable reactions, he was close too, and as Hinata was forced through a second orgasm, he came spilling inside her with a groan against her ear. Neji held her tightly for a few more moments before his body relaxed and he rolled onto his back. 
Hinata took a couple of deep breaths and then turned to cuddle with him. 
“Anata?” 
“Hn,” he made, his chest heaving. 
“Thank you for the date night.” 
He responded only with dry chuckle. Hinata smiled satisfied and kissed his jaw before letting her eyes fall shut and following him into slumber. 
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I don’t remember if I wrote NejiHina smut before. Mostly because I used to not write porn at all lmao. And now Lene (Cyanis for you) has me bugging her to do a NejiHina smut week, I’ve became a depraved old woman, shame on me! 
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kalira · 1 year
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Relationship Rekindled
Written for @nejihinata​‘s NejiHina Week - Day 3: Rumors
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T; 1.1k Neji/Hinata, Hiashi
Hiashi is certain that there cannot possibly be any real basis to the rumours that his daughter and (regrettably) successor has been growing closer with her cousin, but an interview with Hinata to be sure of it - and to warn her against allowing too much closeness with Neji - is in order all the same.
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jazumindrawzfanart · 4 months
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“The cards give you images and symbols to focus your vague intentions and transform them into action. Your will is the magic. In other words, you are the magic. If you can create something in your heart and then act on it to make it happen, that is magic. Very simple, very straightforward—no witches, no spells, and no broomsticks.”
-Theresa Francis-Cheung
NEJIHINA WEEK 2023
DAY 2: TAROT
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nejiweek24 · 21 days
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Hi! I was wondering what the rules for putting our entries in are? Do we use a certain tag, @ this blog or both? There is another event placed around the same time that is using #nejiweek2024, and I was wondering if there was a different tag you are using so it doesn't get mixed up. Also, do we have to complete a certain amount of prompts on the bingo card, or as many as we want/can?
Yes! We originally wanted to be the ones hosting Neji Week, but another blog has been promoting the event, so it's been a little confusing for us. So yes, the biggest difference is that the other one is a more general audience event, tops PG-13 ratings for the works. So, we have to we want to refocus the event on it being more mature since neither of us is interested in censoring or limiting what participant do. So far we are using the #Neji Bingo, #Neji Bingo 2024 tags or you can tag the blog. I have also been considering creating an open collection for AO3, but I have yet to check how to handle that.
It would be cool if you got bingo (5 consecutives prompts) in either a row, a column or a diagonal. But you can do as many or as little as you want!
-ShiningStarDan
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gakuto-sama185 · 1 year
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☯️Nejihina Week 2022☯️
Day 01: Marriage
Happy start of Nejihina Week!!
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nejihinata · 2 years
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You didn't think we wouldn't have our nejihina week, did you?
We are already accepting prompts for NejiHina Week 2022!
You can send prompts as sentence starters, color (or a palette), an AU, a word or whatever you think that fits in our event. Feel free to send us the asks!
We are going to receive prompts/themes until November 5th.
Stay tuned for more updates!
Please here on tumblr send them through the ask box only. It is better for us to gather all the suggestions.
Reblogs will be very appreciated! 
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nejihina-and-mlb · 4 months
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Background:
Neji and Hinata are in the line of sucession of throne after their marriage but days before of the marriage a dark wizard appears in secret in hinata's garden and threatened her to kill Neji. In order to not happen that, the wizard offers her a deal: if one of them die the other one will be safe.
Next day, Hinata decided to save Neji goes to the Magic Tower and steal a poison but Neji was there and saw her taking something so he decide to follow her. Once she arrive at the library, where no one can see her, and is about to drink the potion. That instant Neji, hidden behind a shelf, recognizes the liquid and stop her.
Hinata surprised inquiered his actions and begs to have the poison back. Neji refuses her demand and claims and explanation. Hinata starts to cry, letting him now something's is wrong.
-This is something I have to do- says Hinata while cries
-Hinata-sama, you know I won´t do that. Just let me know whats the matter- says Neji calm in the outside and hoping that that wasn't an suicide attemp, but a misundertanding.
-I gotta save you...- Hinata's suffering fave is all he can sees. In a blink, the young woman unsheathe the word which was in Neji's belt and point him with it.- Give it to me - her face, full of tears, had a decided look. She was sure that would's scare her lover but she had to try. This time, was Neji's face who was flooded with anguish, but he just said:
-I won't never.
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Is this something related to Nejihina week? It was, at the begging but then...i changed my mind
Anyway i'll try to do something else for the week. And sorry for the possible mistakes in the story, if you tell me ill fix it!
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cyanis-art · 4 months
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NejiHina Week 2023
Day 3: dating
I made this art with all my love and affection for my wonderful and incredible friend Ray, who left us three years ago. She was an admirer of seals and dedicated herself to her fun arts and stories with them. Then I wanted to make this drawing of Neji and Hinata having a date in a seal aquarium. 🦭✨💜
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oivsyo · 1 year
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[Ōtsutsuki wedding]
For NejiHina week  @nejihinata​
prompts: Marriage, Midnight
A highres of this art is available on my Boosty 
the art is inspired with valyrian wedding scene from HotD and with Galadriel scene from the Hobbit. 
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For a very long time I wanted to draw something for NejiHina on a wedding theme, since I have a lot of HCs about it and I absolutely do not like Hinata's wedding look in the canon. There is nothing individual about it, nothing showing that Hinata is a Hyūga.
And for a very long time, I've been thinking that the Hyūga clan has a lot of elements from Chinese culture, so I went further in my HCs and AU.A tried to make a fantasy setting with more Chinese culture  elements, bc it fit Hyūga so  much.
I wanted to show that the Hyūga honor the old gods and ancient traditions of their ancestors. All the most important rituals and ceremonies in the clan take place at night, preferably on a full moon. The wedding of the clan's heiress is just one of such events.
It took me a long time to form an image in my head. I watched House of the Dragon, there was a scene of the Valyrian wedding of Rhaenyra and Daemon. it was stunning, ethereal, ancient,  breathtaking - everything I wanted for the Hyūgas.
Initially, I even wanted to draw a short comics depicting the ritual, but I'm exhausted emotionally at the moment, the year is very difficult. But maybe someday I will return to this idea.
Creating the outfits, jewelry and hair designs was a challenge. I wanted to make the outfits simple enough so that they don't look heavy and overdecorated, but at the same time I wanted them to be beautiful, elegant, so that details conveyed the meaning.
I wanted to make many layers of fabric, long sleeves, but it should not cover the rest of the costumes. In general, costume design is not my best developed skill, but I really like how it turned out  :)
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karinonsan · 4 months
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Home movie date 😆☺️🤗
Late, but it's for nejihina week!!! I want to do at least one and I knew I want to do this one! UwU
Merry christmas!
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nejihina101 · 7 months
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Welcome~
This is the NejiHina Archive
Hello! this project started on September 28th, 2023.
Discclaimer: this is a - m a t u r e - blog, you WILL find content which might be sensitive for some people
I have LOVED the potential of this ship for years. So... this is, I guess, my contribution to the fandom. As the title states, this is an archive, my mission is to collect or backup the information around the intended ship in this fandom. This blog is always under construcction and evolution.
Are you new or curious to this fandom? maybe you are asking yourself "why ship Nejihina?" well, the reasons are varied and you may need to check different post from different creators to understand the perspectives, so you can read the Manifiestos and learn more about the canon behind the ship.
If you love NejiHina as much, this is you getway to enter the wonderful world of posts and creators who feel just as strongy about them. To enjoy the art, click here for:
Fanarts | Fanfics | Fanfic Recommendations | Headcanons | Cosplay
I am also working on a directory for blogs to follow, so if you share or create content and I haven't included you, leave a comment here.
And if you are feeling silly here is some shitposting because why not?
Sometimes different members of the community organize challenges like:
The NejiHina week by @nejihinata [Around December]
The Hyuga Clan week by @oivsyo [Around Summer]
The Kinktober [October]
Someone please organize a spring challenge xD
I have noticed that some post aren't as popular as other, if you want to check something that maybe has gone under your radar here are some underrated post with less than 200 interactions, or maybe you want to know the most popular post.
Are you feeling daring?
Here there's also some spicy content and the kinktober
Regarding other languages
This blog will contain post in english and in spanish as we continue to expand, I can't curate other languages at the moment, but if you submit it with the appropiate categorization I will make sure to include everything.
You do't know how to submit? Here are some guidelines.
Have a wonderful day!
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pandoraimperatrix · 4 months
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Too Kind
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NejiHina Week 2023 
Day 1 – Mission Together  
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To say Neji was tense was an overstatement, and the bitter thoughts intruding his mind, although nothing new, haven’t plagued him since his humiliating defeat at the chunnin exams almost three years before. He had been lucky back then, that the byakugan could only see through walls and not through his thoughts, he used to think really nasty things about his uncle and cousin.  
Right now, well, truly it was ever since receiving his orders, his thoughts were as nasty, no, they were nastier. And Neji could even boast about how larger his range of nastiness had become since he stopped isolating himself, judging his person to be far above such things as friendship as he used to do pre-chunnin exams and being miserable as result. Neji had spent the last two years joining the likes of Shikamaru, Lee, and worst of all, Kiba in outings to have fun with the boys (a concept once foreigner). Although his vernacular of awful thoughts had expanded, the list towards such thoughts were driven had shortened. 
Hinata-sama, after all, had no fault if her lord father, Hyuuga-sama, was completely out of his fucking mind. 
In truth, if Hyuuga-sama’s decision had any victim (figuratively, emotionally even, literally? No. She would never be victim in a strict sense, not in Neji’s watch no sir) it would be poor Hinata-sama.  
Of course, it was Neji’s sworn duty to stop any harm to come to her, and even if Hyuuga-sama didn’t have sent him with her to that incredibly stupid risky diplomatic visit to Kumo, Neji would have gone to the Hokage himself and demand to be put in that mission. Cursed seal be damned, his brains were already frying trying to understand the reasoning behind sending Hinata-sama to that place, to that people. 
“Neji-nii-san,” her sweet voice brought him back from his internal whirlpool of cursed thoughts of murder, “please stop, otou-sama will notice your killing intent and misinterpret it.” 
“There is nothing to misinterpret, Hinata-sama.” 
She sighed and rose one hand to push her growing hair away from her face. It was a windy morning and she was yet to climb over the litter prepared for her. Neji, knowing now Hinata, truly knowing her, not the stories he told himself about her to justify his hurt over his father death, knew she would only climb in that stuffy silly old thing while her father could see them leaving and then join the party by foot, charming every single bunke bastard enlisted to that absurd mission just by being her gracefully kind self and easing everyone’s mood.  
When the old fools from the council finally figured out that the Hinata-sama that they considered weak had every single warrior member of the Hyuuga clan, including her forced to usurpation little sister, wrapped around her little fidgety finger it would be too late and Neji would actually laugh. 
Just like he knew that only when they’ve reached their destiny at Unraikyou she would climb back into the litter and play the part of Byakugan no Hime to perfection, and pretend that Kumo’s attempt to kidnap her over a decade ago was completely forgiven. 
Nevermind that the true Heiress of the Hyuuga would be in Konoha, unbothered and safe from harm. 
Neji was livid. 
“I know you are upset, but think for the bright side, we never get missions together, this one could be… fun.” 
He lowered his eyes to meet hers, heavens above… She was really… 
“Hinata-sama,” he said in a stern tone, she swallowed and her cheeks lost colour, “you are truly too kind.” 
Her face completely changed then, she bit her lips and squeezed her eyes shut, Neji wanted to punch himself. When would he ever learn to not hurt her? 
But then… That sound… No… What? 
Hinata-sama was giggling. 
“I’m sorry,” she said, “it’s the way you said it... I thought you were about to call me something awful and then…” she had another fit of giggles and even leaned forward, her hand coming to rest on his shoulder to support herself. Neji’s heart, he noticed to his absolute horror and confusion, could be heard hammering against his ribcage across from Kiri. “Too kind,” she repeated. 
He didn’t know what to say, and was too scared to name the warm feeling irradiating from her delicate hand on his shoulder and spreading through his entire body. 
“I meant… I meant too kind for your own good, Hinata-sama please-“ 
“I know! And that’s why it’s so funny,” she took a few sobering breaths “I’m sorry, I know what you meant,” her hand slid from his shoulder and it took all his self-control to not reach out and take it back, “and I shouldn’t expect you to insult me, even if you are upset. I mean, I was too! Honestly…. I’m sorry for laughing, but I am truly glad that at least…” 
She blushed then, and it was different from when her face was pink from laughter. Neji glanced nervously over her head where Hiashi-sama was very sternly giving the last orders to Ko who was leaving the envoy. His and Hinata-sama’s interactions were never… proper behaviour between souke and bunke members, Neji’s status as the prodigy and Hinata-sama’s position as the disgraced heiress didn’t mean they were allowed to act so familiar. And yet… 
“At least I’m with you.” 
Their gazes locked and for the first time Neji wished that instead of the all-seeing eyes of the Hyuuga, his doujutsu was akin to the Uchiha’s, so he could memorize that moment, her face, the curve of her smile, and how the wind blew threads of midnight hair to her soft lips. 
It was not a surprise, that feeling.  
He knew it well, he had felt it before, when he was a child when he didn’t know better. Even before maybe, in another life where such feelings wouldn’t be forbidden as they were now. 
Omake: 
“Daughter,” Hiashi-sama’s voice intruded the moment, and Neji lowered his eyes to the floor, the anger was still there, but a feeling way more powerful clouded its effects in his actions, “do not cause trouble to your cousin and the rest of the caravan. Remember your place and your duties, I wait for your return in three weeks from now.” 
“Hai, otou-sama, I received your command.” 
“And Neji,” Neji had to force himself to rise his head to look at the man that, by his own actions and decisions, wasn’t exactly helping Neji learn to stop despise him, “I know you’ll make the Hyuuga proud.” 
“Hai, Hiashi-sama,” his mouth said, but the string of colourful swears still played loud in the forefront of his mind. 
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kalira · 1 year
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Complex Sorrow
Written for @nejihinata​‘s NejiHina Week - Day 6: Midnight
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Neji may not share Hinata's grief, but he can support her through it as she struggles.
My sixth and probably final work for NejiHina Week this year!
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gakuto-sama185 · 1 year
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☯️Nejihina Week 2022☯️
Day 02: Momiji
A little late, but here it is! I hope you like it <3
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nejihinata · 6 months
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We are glad to announce the prompts list for NejiHina Week 2023!
Commissioned art by @/nat_sca on Instagram.
Thanks specially to @oivsyo for the permission given to use the clothing design.
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nejihina-and-mlb · 1 year
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This was supposed to be updated for the Nejihina week 2022 ( midnight day)but I had some issues to attend and...well you know, im late
I imagined them in a office romance: they have to stay until late and then all become too romantic and sexy.
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