Just wrote this one night when I was bored of sitting and just thinking. The song is The Real Thing by Bo Bice. Enjoy.
Neji didn't think he would be spending a Sunday afternoon sitting on a park bench.
His girlfriend sat in his lap, her ice cream cone was almost finished.
"I wish we could stay like this forever." Tenten shifted so she could lean more against Neji.
"Hm?"
"Stay perfectly content." Tenten said what her mind was thinking.
"We can." Neji gave a small smile at Tenten's surprised expression.
"Yes, we can." Tenten smiled confidently.
"I love you."
Every word I say, I mean it
Every single day, I feel it
"What?" Tenten said through gasps, since she almost choked on her ice cream.
"You know what I said." Neji bent his head forward to rest it on her shoulder.
But sometimes when you talk
It's obvious you want to show it
So don't blow it
"I….Uhhh……" Tenten was lost for words, she had never thought her boyfriend would say that.
Her ice cream was on the ground now.
Neji didn't understand her hesitation.
"I need you to answer." Neji said nervously.
Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing
"Well, that's….good." Tenten desperately searched for something to say.
It's a good thing
Neji grabbed her shoulders and swiftly turned her around.
"What do you want from me?"
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
"Neji…."
"Is it that hard to answer?" Neji stared at her, trying to depict any sort of shame.
Tell me that it's fate driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on
Tenten's face shifted into one of adoration.
Neji sighed to let all his doubts out.
She reached out and gently stroked his pale cheek.
Neji's stomach clenched as her hand softly ran down his cheek and then his neck.
Her touch was relaxing, almost ticklish.
I can read the signs between us
I feel it inside when you come nearer
Neji could only see Tenten, there was no more park.
His attention was all on her.
There's a stillness in the air like no one else is there
And every moment stays in the moment
"I could never be like this with anyone else." Tenten's eyes shone with emotion and her smile returned.
"Tell me…." His voice was a murmur, barely audible.
Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing
Tenten leaned down to whisper in Neji's ear.
"I want you always here with me. I will always trust you."
Neji turned his head, his lips now touching her jaw line.
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
"I only want you." Tenten said, almost seductively.
She shifted herself.
Neji's lips were now against her cheek bone, his head tilted a little.
Tell me that it's fate, driving me insane
"It's almost time." Tenten said this softly but, didn't whisper into his ear.
"Time for what?" Neji's mind was too foggy to actually think about what she was saying.
He just wanted an answer.
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on
"Hinata's helping me pick out an outfit for tonight." Tenten cupped his face in her hands and placed their noses together.
"Tonight?" Neji definitely had a hard time thinking about anything else right now.
"Our date to the special restaurant." She added a giggle, amused by Neji's state.
"Oh, yeah." Neji mumbled as he twisted some of her bangs.
"Then I guess I'll see you tonight." She kissed his cheek for her farewell.
Neji's hand fell from her hair and he did nothing to stop her from leaving.
Sometimes it hurts to watch you leave
It feels like you're taking a part of me with you
Tenten avoided answering.
Neji didn't know when she would answer.
I never know how it'll be
I guess it's just a mystery
Neji smiled remembering her entertainment in it.
Their relationship was the most important thing to him.
But is it the real thing
That keeps me hangin on
I hope it was good. I kept going over it and then decided just to post it. Please Review.
