I'm back with a new story! For those of you reading my star wars fanfic, have no fear. A new chapter should be up soon. I just have mild writer's block. This song fic is dedicated to/was requested by my friend Steph aka Sydney aka Snow Bunny. She left an really long review on my star wars fanfic. Anywayz, this story takes place in National Treasure 2. Remember when Ben and Riley go to France for like 5 minutes? Yeah well in this story they were there for about...4 days. So Riley gets to have a little fun. Also I would like to apologize in advance for any messed up history facts. I sleep in my history class.
Disclaimer: As much as I would love to own Riley (he's hot! I know I'm sick but he is!) I don't. Tear
Riley was laying on his hotel bed. Paris was a beautiful place, but walking around it all day was exhausting. Just as he was about to fall asleep, Ben's voice made him stir.
"I didn't expect us to find the next clue so soon. Our flight is at the end of the week, so this could be a pretty good vacation. Short, but enjoyable."
"Uh huh, that's nice."
"You know, when Benjamin Franklin was an ambassador he stayed in France for a while."
"Ben! Please, I just want to sleep. You can riddle my brain with as many facts as you want, just let me sleep."
"Ok,ok. Sleep is a good idea anyway." Ben replied as he walked over to his bed. Riley was out within a couple minutes, but Ben still had some energy.
I wonder if Abigail is awake...
Riley woke a few hours later to see the hotel room empty. There was a note left on the table. Apparently Ben left to go shopping.
Probably for more artifacts.
It was actually pretty late. Whatever, Ben was always a little weird. Late night "shopping" might be his thing. After Riley took a shower, he decided to go out on the town. Fifteen minutes of searching later, he finally found an interesting club. Speaking in French wasn't his greatest attribute, but he figured he would be ok. Flashing his ID, Riley strolled in the strobe light infested nightclub.
I want to rock with you
I want to rock with you
Just once
I want to rock with you
Come on…
Oooh ooh ooh – ooh – ooh
Oooh ooh ooh – ooh – ooh
Oooh ooh ooh – ooh – ooh
He made his way over to the bar, figuring it would be a good idea to just enjoy the music instead of trying to talk to anyone. Sure not everyone in France only spoke French, but Riley was never that good at trying to pick up people in bars.
Not that I'm trying to pick up anyone. I'm just sitting here, drinking some strange alcohol and trying not to look like some freak.
While Riley was ranting to himself, he didn't seem to notice the figure creeping up behind him.
I want to rock with you
Strobe lights make everything sexy yeah… sexy yeah
Shadows dancing on the wall
I wanna rock with you
Let's converse
Talk with your body
Don't say anything at all
I want to rock with you
A sudden tap on the shoulder snaped him out of his thougths. Riley spun around, almost spilling his drink to find himself face to face with one sexy looking french man.
"Bonjour," he said. "Voudriez-vous danser?"
Riley sat there, trying to keep his jaw off the floor. This guy's voice, his eyes, his hair, his body. Everything just screamed out "take me back to your room, rip my clothes off and have your way with me." Well it did to him. Since when had Riley have a soft spot for French guys?
Rock with you
Wanna rock with you
I want to rock with you
Wanna rock with you
Wanna rock with you
I want to rock with you
Wanna rock with you
Oooh ooh ooh – ooh – ooh
Oooh ooh ooh – ooh – ooh
Oooh ooh ooh – ooh – ooh
Oooh ooh ooh – ooh – ooh
It seemed in all his staring and dirty thoughts, Riley hadn't replyed to his hot peice of french eye candy.
"Hello? You don't understand French do you?" He asked.
"Um, no. Not really," Riley stuttered.
The stranger chuckled, "Well I asked if you would like to dance?"
Strobe lights make everything sexy yeah
Shadows dancing on the wall Do you see me?
I wanna rock with you
Let's converse
Hesitating, if only to keep himself from exploding, Riley answered slowly. "Well I'm not very good..."
"It's ok. I can teach you." Riley still hesitated. "Come on, you won't die or anything." Riley finally gave up and followed him onto the dance floor. They slowly started swaying on the dance floor.
"You know, I don't even know your name."
"Gaspard. And yours is?"
"Riley."
Talk with your body
Don't say anything at all
I want to rock with you
Shhh
I want to rock with you
Rock with you
Wanna rock with you
I want to rock with you
Wanna rock with you
Gaspard simply nodded and moved closer to Riley, slipping an arm around Riley's waist. He thought it would help Riley's anxiety, only made his pants tighter. But he liked it so he didn't try to move away from Gaspard. As they were dancing Riley noticed there seemed to be other gay and lesbian couples dancing. Gaspard saw his curiosity and leaned his head closer to Riley's.
He spoke softly. "Didn't know this was a gay bar did you?" Riley chuckled and shook his head.
Gaspard whispered once again, "Doesn't matter. I'm glad I found you."
Wanna rock with you
I want to rock with you
Rock with you
Oooh ooh ooh – ooh – ooh Wanna Rock With You
Oooh ooh ooh – ooh – ooh Wanna Rock With You
Rock with you
Wanna rock with you
Wanna rock with you
I want to rock with you
Wanna rock with you
Riley looked up into Gaspard's eyes and smiled.
"I'm glad I met you too."
Gaspard grinned and moved even closer to Riley. By now both his arms were around Riley's waist and vice versa.
Strobe lights make everything sexy yeah…so sexy
Shadows dancing on the wall
Our bodies as one
As the song drew to a close, Gaspard knew he had to make his move. His arms slowly drifted upwards while he snuggled his head in Riley's neck. Breathing in as much of his scent while he still could. His hands slowly caressed Riley's body as they climbed closer to his face. Gaspard was leaving little kisses on Riley's neck, trailing closer to his lips. Riley was trying to surpress the deep moan building up in his chest, but he soon let it lose. He didn't care if anyone heard him, all of his attention was on something else.
I wanna rock with you
Let's converse
Talk with your body
Don't say anything at all
I want to rock with you
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
I don't always want to end my chapters in suspense. It's just what works out best for me. It's that or 3 in 1 chapter combos. Here you go Steph. I made the pairing and everything. If you don't see this...I'll hurt you. I'm already writing the second chapter. I need to stop and do something productive...like homework. Psh. Look out for chapter 2, coming to a computer screen near you in like 3 hours.
