artistarochelle

*~Wings of Steel~* .:fyd818:. "Look, it's Neji!" "Neji's here!" "Neji, look over here!" "Ne-e-e-ji, I have something for you!" If Hyuuga Neji had to hear his name (accompanied by squeals, giggles, or sighs) called one more time, he was going to Gentle Fist the person into the next decade. Clenching his jaw and curling his long fingers into fists at his sides, Neji ignored the (annoying, high-pitched, driving him insane) simpering cries battering his ears from all sides and continued striding purposefully forward. If he stopped, he would get caught. And he'd rather face an entire, battalion of rogue nin - at midnight, on a moonless nigh