the power in my hair @soushoryuu
He was flipping through a bulky book when he felt her eyes on him. Her gaze was sharp, burning a hole through his back. It was a glare worthy of the Uchiha name--a name he hoped to share with her soon.
He was able to ignore it for about five minutes, his interest caught by this book on the History of War. With a sigh, he turned to face her yet again. It was a weird location to have a date at, the library that was so often frequented by his teammate, Sai--who he actually grew to tolerate in the years since their first rocky meeting. He liked it for it's quiet, and for the fact that they could stay hidden in a corner, their faces blocked from the world by piles of books, and exchange kisses.
That was what he would have liked to be doing at the moment, but instead, she seemed to be looking at him with an uncomfortable expression on her face. Something about him was biting at her lately, and he only prayed that it would be something he could improve on. He wouldn't lose her.
"What?"
His tone is low, deep, hushed. He wanted to get to the bottom of this, it had been going on for days now, nearing to weeks. He could feel her distancing herself.
Tenten was like him in some ways, and that posed a problem among them way to many times. Both were stubborn, both were too eager to fight for what they thought was right, both could never back down in an argument or battle. Both hated talking about feelings and problems so they ignored them, hoping they would go away, but they only got worse.
"If you have a problem, tell me."









