[Of all the times for his sight to fail him and blur and for boldness to overcome him-- now Neji's left standing in front of the touted traitor with no way to do anything but keep on with the act. It'd be humiliating if only the other hadn't spoken a word, if only he'd been left in silence with the blasted lights and new shadows of not only them, but the snickering crowd. Now wasn't the time to think of that, though, or think of how easy or difficult it'd be to lunge forward and hit that chest with a well calculated (and still hopelessly inaccurate) tap of his palm. It wasn't his issue to pretend to resolve any longer and besides
he really did need that water. The hurt in his stomach and throat and mouth went beyond just wanting to stop it.
So maybe this was infuriatingly humiliating after all. Straight-backed, Neji considers. He can't offer his strength to this one-- those exams so many years back. Suddenly, he remembered those. Can't offer much for speed, not now, and what in heaven's sake could this one possibly want in turn--]
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he really did need that water. The hurt in his stomach and throat and mouth went beyond just wanting to stop it.
So maybe this was infuriatingly humiliating after all. Straight-backed, Neji considers. He can't offer his strength to this one-- those exams so many years back. Suddenly, he remembered those. Can't offer much for speed, not now, and what in heaven's sake could this one possibly want in turn--]
To put it simply, I'll leave you alone.