6AN: So, I've been making a lot of these songfics lately and well, here's another one for you to cry, laugh, and fangirl over.
The Last Goodbye | Billy Boyd
This is how I imagined the final parting between Neji and Tenten.
"It will be as it is fated."
They stand in the waning light of a crescent moon, waiting to greet the bleak, midwinter dawn. Neji is his usual stoic self, lips pressed into a thin line, pearlescent eyes all seeing and scrutinizing. He's weary, though. The occasional quiver in his habitual fluidity, and how his skin has taken on a near-translucent pallor is evidence of one too many sleepless nights. In comparison, Tenten appears dishevelled. Her hair tumbles down her back in snarled, chestnut tangles, and the kunoichi's clothes are beyond salvage. Slowly, painfully, a smile creeps across her face, but it's merely a ghost of the real thing, and Neji thinks that if it could, his heart would sigh. They've reached the crossroads of their undefined relationship. It's the final fork in the road which, come morning light, will lead Tenten one way and Neji, the other.
"Your fate," she breathes quietly, "will make my own a tragedy."