NejiTen Oneshots And Drabbles

Kaiten

"You're sure about this?" Tenten asked for probably the hundredth time.

"I don't know what you are so worried about," Neji leaned back against the counter, with a steaming mug of green tea in hand. "It isn't as though I haven't fed our daughter before."

"I know, I know," Tenten peered past him where their child was happily swinging her chubby legs in her high chair, and playing with the handful of cheerios that she had been given. "It's just that she isn't feeling great-"

"Which is why you can't take her to the childcare center at the gym," he interrupted. "I know."

"And you haven't had to feed her in a while," she continued, "and she is teething, and she's gotten to be much pickier about what she'll eat, and-"

"Tenten," he sighed. "Aren't you the one that keeps bragging that I am a genius? I am sure we will be fine. Look," he held out his arms and glanced down to his clothes. "I'm even dressed appropriately."

"You're gonna thank me for that," she muttered, filling her water bottle. "I keep telling you to wear less-nice things around the kids."

"I even have the extra hairties," he held up his wrist, smirking. "Go workout."

"Well…" she hesitated, surveying their home one more time. "I guess it couldn't hurt. I mean, it's not like I'll be gone that long," she trailed off.

Neji watched her with amusement, sipping his tea. "Front pocket. Left."

"I'm sorry?" she looked up.

"Your keys," he answered. "That is where you put them. Right after you put your phone in the microwave."

Tenten quickly ran to get her phone out of the microwave – she must have put it in there when she transferred the scrambled eggs so they'd keep warm.

"Cut up banana," she pointed to one bowl. "Eggs. Fruit. Yogurt. One of my pop tarts. Some small cubes of cheese. Dry cheerios. Goldfishy crackers. Sippy cup of milk. Sippy cup of water. Extra paci. Keep the bowl of fruit in the fridge until the last minute. I think it being cold helps with her teething."

"You are just going to the gym one block from here and not to Suna, correct?" he arched an eyebrow. "Precisely how much do you think she'll eat, Tenten?"

"There is no telling what she'll eat this morning," Tenten reached for her coffee and chucked the last bit. "Two weeks ago it was 2 bananas and three eggs, every morning. A week later, it was all apples and fruit and maybe some egg. Yesterday it was a little bit of everything," she motioned to the lineup on the counter.

"Tenten," Neji started.

"Oh! And remember to keep things out of her reach, and her reach is farther than you think it is." Neji slid a glance over to his daughter while Tenten continued to rattle off instructions. "I made sure that this is all finger food, you don't want to deal with her and utensils right now. If she will only eat the yogurt, throw down some cheerios and she will eat those and let you feed her-"

"Ten,-"

"And she has this new thing where she likes to take the cup and mash it onto the highchair tray, and that makes the milk leak out, and then she drags her fingers through it and, actually, yesterday, she did this really funny thing with-"