Teammates

Fairly early in his life, Neji had come to the conclusion that the Jyuuken style was not kind to its users. This realization hadn't made him decide to quit it, but he had learned that there were certain ways the human body was not supposed to move, and Jyuuken used most of them.

He'd also figured out pretty quickly how to relive muscle tension with a few well-placed jabs at his own pressure points. It wasn't particularly soothing, but it did the job.

That, however, was his treatment of himself. His teammates were often at a loss as to why they were different.

Tenten's shoulders, wrists and upper back deserved attention due to the stress her weapon-handling put on them. Lee was a walking case of muscle strain at the best of times, never mind when he opened gates.

The simple fact that they never understood was that, while Neji had the flexibility to and could very well give himself a gentler and more relaxing work-over, there was no point. It was impractical, because he had other things to do. With his teammates, while the jabbing would do if they were in a tight spot, it was better to take his time and do it properly, because, well...

They weren't him. They were his teammates. End of story.