This is it! Finit-o! The End! The last themes of the Theme Sets. I've been at this monster for so long, I'm not sure if I'm truly glad it's done or miss it like it hurts.

Theme Set: Delta 5/5

41. Revenge

It does nothing. The Cloud is decimated, the Leaf has an advantageous contract, the war front soldiers return home alive and victories, the Hyuuga name prospers.

Hinata's eyes are not healed.

42. Clueless

"At no point in your life, you never thought about, you know, being with, dating, Neji?" Ten Ten forced out with a laugh.

Hinata blinked at the abrupt change of events. The party was loud around them but suddenly it was all white noise as Hinata gave a nervous smile. "I-I don't think that's important."

"Come on, just between you, me, and the margarita," Ten Ten winked, "a secret between us girls." Because it was a question that had been long wondered but dared not voice. "You never thought about being his girlfriend?"

Being Neji's official girlfriend gave Ten Ten confidence that she was important to him, that she was a most treasured female in his life, but some times that confidence shook. A single moment when Neji focused too intently on the demure girl in front of her, his eyes too reminiscent of the days before that disastrous Chuunin Exam; when he turned away from her, cutting her out to speak with Hinata, because of 'Hyuuga matters'; when he used his breaks on away missions to dig up stunted plants to carry back.

"Ten Ten…" Hinata offered meekly.

Ten Ten laughed, on her seventh glass of margarita, what they said about liquid courage was some times true. And she had definitely needed a lot to finally ask the question that had long prodded her. "Come on, Hinata, no shame in it." Because if the answer was an affirmative, then she didn't know if she had the power to keep Neji with her.

Hinata bit her lip. A surge of fear, trepidation, and the urge to say something – anything - to avoid the answer was strong. Ten Ten chugged down the rest of alcohol.

"Hey, no worries." Ten Ten smiled, "I'm not judging. It was probably like some childhood crush. Everyone has one of those on their male relatives."

Pearl white eyes looked at her.

"I probably won't even remember this in the morning." She joked, motioning towards the many empty glasses on the table, though she doubted Hinata had missed that, she rarely missed anything and saw more than what most thought. That was what made the Hyuuga so frightening.

Hinata's gaze was not pitying, nor domineering. It was strong, sharp, resolute, discerning, and beneath it all was a sad understanding.

"I'm long past that point in my life," Hinata said quietly, "where I need titles to affirm my importance to him."

43. Return

She smiles, awkward and a bit cocky, the twitch of lip she learned from years of being undercover and working with fellow agents who were sarcastic and witty and never questioned her competence.

His throat closes up. There are no, no words that can describe how he feels about her sudden appearance, the dead coming back to life, the revelation that she had been on such a sensitive high level, deep cover mission which means the Hokage had lied to him, them, all of their friends. The fuller hips, languid smile, the body that whispers sex, sex, you know you want me in ways more blatant then before. The confidence in her stance and knowledge of her body and, darn it, that was what made it even more sexy.

"Hi." She says.

A pause.

"Neji, I"

He has his fingers in her hair, holding her head in place, as he kisses her with all the pent up frustration, anger, betrayal, hate, spite, terror, and love that he had never allowed himself to show and had torn him apart when he realized he would never have the chance. She instinctively jerks back but he accounted for that and her lips open, gasp oh or maybe it was what or why but he doesn't hear, doesn't care, only her mouth is open and he moves his tongue against her in a wet slip slide. When they finally part for air, her eyes are glazed and shocked.

"I missed you too." She whispers.

44. Prodigy

Gifted. Genius. They have all sorts of words for him. Skillful. Talented. Brilliant. Accomplished. Fifteen years old and jounin. He commands respect.

But he still doesn't know how to make her not flinch when he reaches out for her.

45. Dream

Soft skin, wet tongue, shaking gasps, low moans, the slip-slide of skin on skin, black-blue silk drifting across his vision, encompassing heat, wide wondering pale white eyes so much like his-

Neji jerks awake, his body strong tight with tension and arousal. He can only brush this off if it is the first he had such a dream and if he didn't want it so damn much.

46. Irony (otherwise known as Hinata Knows Neji Better Then Anyone)

Unexpectedly, Hinata laughs. She laughs and laughs, grasping her middle, bending her back, leaning onto the wall for support. Finally as she calms she wipes tears of mirth from her eyes.

"You think that's why I forgave you?" She asks fourteen-year-old Neji.

He stands stiffly in front of her, in shock and indignation, and now also part fear. He had repeated the question several times over the year, but Hinata had never answered. Now he has speculated his own reason and she, meek and unassuming Hinata, had burst into outrageous hilarity.

"Then why?" He forces out, each word heavier then all the previous times he had ever uttered them, because this time he will get a response, and he doesn't know if it is something he wants to hear.

She straightens, back tall but shoulders relaxed. She stares at him with an almost amused light in her eyes, some cynical gleam that is foreign to him.

"I forgave you," she says in her quiet voice, "because I knew, that way, you would never forgive yourself."

He stares at her blankly, unable to assimilate what she truly means under the shock.

"Between the two of us, we both know who is better at breaking a person apart. I know," She smiles diminutively in irony, "because I suffered at your hands for years. And I knew, if I forgave you, your guilt, bitterness and self-hatred would never go away. We are our own worst critics. You'll berate yourself, belittle yourself, rebuke and criticize with no mercy. You'll be far more meticulous and accurate than I could ever be. You would live in constant torment and agony, unable to reach absolution. And you would do it all unto yourself. I wouldn't have to lift a finger." She looks as if she should be spreading her arms wide, to encompass everything she had conveyed, but she doesn't. "And all I had to say was: I forgive you."

47. Protector

Neji has grown up tall, and strong, and powerful. Less then what he had expected and more then what others expected. He is a full head taller then Hinata and her slight form is all the more dainty standing next to his broad shoulders as he blocks out the rest of the world.

48. Choice

"You. It's always been you."

49. Wonder

Neji watches his younger child grow. Tsubasa is three, is four, is five, is eight, is ten, is fifteen, is twenty-two years old and through her whole life the skin of her forehead remains unmarked.

50. Life

When Tsubasa lifts up her newborn babe in her arms there are tears not only in her eyes but her mother's. Hinata is choked up, seeing her grandchild and knowing there is a future for the man the baby will grow up to be, free of a Seal.

. : spread your wings and fly : .