100 NejiTen Oneshots Collection

A/N: Hi Guys! I have no ideas for a fic this week, so I resorted to this! I'm honestly so excited for this. Please enjoy!

IPOD SHUFFLE CHALLENGE

Song #1: One Last Time by Ariana Grande

(A/N: Oh noooo! Why do I still have this? Anyway, Let's get started)

I was a liar, I gave into the fire

I know I should've fought it, at least I'm being honest

"Don't worry about me," he said, looking at her. He was there, dressed in his new flak jacket, the 2nd division headband shimmering in the morning light.

"I'll be fine, I promise"

She shifted her arms uncomfortably into a pose, pouting as she looked at him. She wouldn't give into him. Who knows what the battlefield will bring? Who knows what he would succumb to?

"But Neji! I-I'm worried about you!" she pleaded, her eyes turning glossy. She was still looking at him with stained cheeks. "What if, what if you'll die? Or get injured? Or-"

"Tenten," he whispered lifting her chin up to look at his face. She hmphed one more time and crossed her arms. "I'm just being honest," she replied, thinking of the time he almost got killed.

"That's not happening again," he smiles, pulling her close. Finally, she gives in and allows him to go. It's for the sake of the village anyway.

"Promise you won't leave me?"

He smiled. "I promise.

And I know, and I know, and I know that you got everything

But I'm just nothing here without you

She was sitting on her bed, listening to Naruto mutter his apologies yet again. He insisted on it.

"I'm so sorry, Tenten," Naruto whispered, sincere. She couldn't think clearly. Was this really the end? What about his promise? What about - them?

"I'm really - so - I'm sorry!" Naruto clung on to her back, tears almost falling out of his face. Tenten's face was still frozen, but she felt sorry for the boy.

But there was happiness in his death. He was free, he was uncaged, and he could go see his father again. She wondered whether he remembered her or not.

And she knew it was especially selfish for her to think so, but she was just so desperate. Inside, she felt - nothing. Her arms around Naruto's back only tightened.

One more time, I need to be the one who takes you home

She remembered the days they were together, sharing subtle moments in tranquility. Never had she thought that it would come to this, this depressing feeling eating away her head.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Naruto sniffed. She would feel the cold wetness on her shoulder and she patted the boy on his back. She was close to crying too.

"Naruto," she smiled, her voice croaking. She wanted him to stop - it wasn't his fault he passed away. "Please, stop"

Naruto payed no heed as he continued mumbling his sorries and apologies on her shoulder. She tried her best to smile again, to comfort him again, to make him feel good, but none of it was working. She was broken too.

"I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry..."

Just one more time, I need to be the one who takes you home

(A/N: I'M SORRY IT'S SO SAAD! I just couldn't think of any way else to portray this song...anyway, hope it was - readable. I can imagine this happening after his funeral, at the late of night. Probably the aftereffect of me being so lonely. Anyway, welp.)

Song #2: Blue Bird by Ikimonogakari

(A/N: Oh, this one is a Naruto theme song. Makes it way easier. I'll be using the English version because I have no idea how to use Japanese, thank you very much)

You say if you could fly, you'd never come back down

You only have eyes for that blue, blue sky

She watched Neji alone. He was there, in front of his father's grave. She didn't mind his silence

It was twilight, and he hadn't said a word since morning. She frowned to herself. Why can't he just be himself? Why should the Hyuga clan be so full of destiny and laws and customs that their own members can't have freedom?

She eyes the white camelias they left in front of the grave. The petals were wilting, his face was as stern as ever, and it was peaceful. She knew Neji always imagined himself as a caged bird.

But what if he were free? He only really minded that freedom he always yearned for, never her or her feelings. It was as if he didn't even care about her.

you've yet to learn what sadness is

and are just now grasping what pain is like

even the feeling I have for you

must be expressed with words

"Neji," she mumbled, finding something to say. His eyes were just as dark as ever, looking back at the grave and then at hers. "It's getting late"

The cold evening wind rushed past them, ruffling their black clothes. It was chilly.

He only nodded with that same painfully longing expression on his face. He stood up picked up his pack, and took one last glance at the grave. He then walked down the alley, together with all the other tombstones.

She watched as he stopped in the middle, freezing in his tracks and his head hung low. She stepped closer to him, examining him.

She knew what he went through was pain far worse than anything she had experienced. And given the though she felt extremely empathetic.

She walked behind him, waiting for him to go. She hesitated for a while but decided to put a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly, he made one sharp turn and faced, her, eyes boring into hers.

"Tenten" he whispered, looking at her intently. "Thank you"

You know if you can just make it through, you'll find what you seek

She visited Neji later at the dead of night. Just as she expected, he was there, meditating in the training grounds. Immediately, the klunk of her kunai made it's way above his head.

He opened one, eyes, staring at her. She smiled. "You should be sleeping"

He opened the other eye. "You should, too"

She laughed, a hearty giggly laugh to shield her pity for him. "It's okay, we'll train tomorrow, and everything will be fine"

He smiled, closing his eyes once again. She immediately took this gesture as she laid down beside hi, resting her head on one of the roots of the tree. It was still chilly, but Tenten didn't have any family to return to, anyway.

Later, Neji found out it was becoming hard to meditate. He erased all worries of his father, and took this one moment of solitude to stop staying in the dark and make an effort to express his feelings.

Once more, he cracked an eye opened as he examined the snoring kunoichi beside him, making a quiet nuzzling noise. It was better, he thought, not to worry so much.

so keep trying to break free, to that blue, blue sky

That blue, blue sky

That blue, blue sky

(A/N: One again, sappy, plotless, and I don't even know anymore. I promise I'll get better at this)

Song #3: Roses by The Chainsmokers

(A/N: Finally, a fresh breath of air :3 I have a good idea for this already)

Taking it slow, but it's not typical

Tenten smiled as she pulled out her scroll. This looked like a bunch of easy opponents to counter. She looked to her left to see Lee smiling, jumping up and down ready to beat the hell out of these opponents.

And Neji? Let's just say he was ready to pummel these nin scum.

He already knows that my love is fire

She sighed happily as they settled in a restaurant downtown the land of Rice Patties. They had successfully took out the mission, each of them rewarding themselves with a hearty snack.

"Finally! Food!" Lee exclaimed, smelling the freshly cooked yakiniku that was set down before them. She smiled as well, with the thought of finally being able to replenish her chakra after a long mission.

She smiled as Neji handed over a piece of beef onto her plate with his chopsticks. She gave him a short forward glance and he smirked as well.

His heart was a stone, but then his hands roamed

They were walking home. The journey home only took two hours, due to Lee's 'youth' and their arrogance to reach home as soon as possible. She hummed happily, tracing the cobblestone footsteps of the trail.

"And after that, Naruto got punched so youthfully by Sakura! It was an amazing sight!" Lee exclaimed, jumping up and down as he looked at them walking backwards, she stifled a laugh before Lee turned around.

"Come on! If we run, we can reach home two times faster!" Lee said, giving them a thumbs up from behind. She smiled and nodded again because it was true that she did want to return home quickly.

"Okay," she answered, but before she can register anything Lee's dust trail already swept over them as he ran in the speed of light, shouting something about squirrels and youth.

She stood there, dumbstruck, before Neji offered her a hand. "Shall we?" he asked.

Heck yeah.

Well, I'll be a daydream

I'll be your favorite things

We could be beautiful

Being pulled by Neji was exhausting, enlightening and extremely amazing, she decided.

She blinked as blurry faces and shops and trees and tall, giant, mountains loomed past them, the air whipping behind their heads. She giggled at the exhilaration, her eyes getting teary from the speed.

In the distance she could already see the Konoha gates, late sunlight seeping through the large opening the doors foamed. She looked at him and he looked at her back.

Running with Neji was breathtaking.

Get drunk on the good life

I'll take you to paradise

Say you'll never let me go

They stepped in the gates, feeling the fresh air and chatter of the village. It was bustling with noise, with the preparations of the Konoha festival sounding and sweeping color all around the village.

Lee had probably already gave the mission report by now, so the time was all left to them. Neji was already walking in front of her, and she followed, passing the booths of fish and food and other sorts of festival gates.

She watched as lanterns were being hung all around, music was being played. The festival would start soon.

"Glad we ended the mission early," she smiled, watching Neji as he tilted his head back to look at her. "Yeah"

Deep in my bones I can feel you

Take me back to a time only we know hideaway

Before she can even register what was happening, Neji already swept his arms around her and enveloped her lips into a chaste kiss, pulling her away from the festivities.

The sound of the fireworks and the cheers behind her were muffled due to the amazing sensation she was feeling as she tasted the sweetness of his lips.

It felt good, it felt nice, and she didn't think of not experiencing it again.

We could waste the night with an old film

Smoke a little weed on the couch in the back room

Hideaway

The area was peaceful now. They were the last of the people to leave, with the noise of the fireworks gone and the majestic view of the lake left only to themselves, as Tenten rested her head on his lap.

He smiled as he stroked her quietly, watching her giggle beneath him.

She loved his touch, she loved his smell, and she just loved being with him, especially with all the glowing lanterns above them and their peaceful souls.

She smiled as he touched her forehead with his hand, his eyes closed as they absorbed the peace.

"Neji?"

"Hn?"

"Good Night"

Say you'll never let me go

(A/N: Corny as hell, but one heck of a fic to write. This one is my favorite one by far. Fluff is needed sometimes too, you know)

Song #4: A Sky Full of Stars

(A/N: Woah! Okay, I don't exactly memorize the lyrics, or know the meaning of the song at all, but let's DO THIS!)

'cause you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of stars

Shikamaru winced when Temari thrust her fan to the side and blew away everyone else. She smirked triumphantly as the last of the enemy scrambled away in fear.

She turned to him, smiling brightly, and he couldn't help but feel just a little bit distracted by her rather than calculating his 56th strategy of getting her to agree with him on dinner.

"Finished," she said, still sporting that proud smirk on her face. He smirked too, shrugging as she folded her fan and set it on her side. "Let's go"

I'm gonna give you my heart

Shikamaru laughed when Temari's cheeks puffed and she started choking. She had agreed to the all-house special, the most bitter bite of bread the restaurant had to offer. Being her usual proud self, she took the offer head on, much to his reluctance.

"Shika...I'm dying" she squeaked, groping desperately for a glass of water. He chucked again as he handed her his own, watching her down the drink like a madman. He looked at her face, that troublesome blonde hair he wanted to look at forever, and those fierce coumarine eyes that even scared himself.

"What are you looking at, crybaby?" Temari asked, pouting. He also noted that her cheeks were slightly rosy, and that he should probably think of an escape plan before he gets beaten to a bloody pulp.

"Nothing," he smiled, and she continued on eating.

I don't care, go on and tear me apart

"Is that all you can do?" she asked, surveying him quietly with that same arrogant smirk on her face. He shrugged. It was too much of a drag to do it anyway.

"It was the best I can do," he says, looking at the baby crib he just built with his very own hands. He felt her by his side and took a sidestep only to see her smile, fierce and beautiful at the same time.

She was a living goddess.

He reached out his hand to feel the tiny growing bump on her tummy, feeling it's warmth. She laughed beside him and punched him lightly on the shoulder.

"I still hate you, you know?" she said, her eyes softer and less fierce but beautiful nonetheless. He exhaled beside her.

"I know"

'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky, full of stars

"He looks like you," she smiles, the smile still the same triumphant, proud one he was so used to seeing. And there was truth in her saying; his features looked like him, the same big brain he kept, the same hair.

Usually, he would very much like the fact that his son would be like him. He didn't need two troublesome people in his house (as if one wasn't enough) and he was fine.

But he also very much liked Temari, her beauty, her smile, and everything about her. Troublesome as it sounded, he loved her, and no matter how much times he would get offended, (the broken finger) teased, (crybaby) and looked down upon (the chunin exams) he accepted the fact that he loved being with her.

He looked at his child once, more small, delicate features radiating from the child himself. When he cracked open an eye, he stared in awe in how much it looked like his mother.

And when the baby smirked, that same, powerful, beautiful smirk, he smiled in triumph and pulled her closer.

I think I saw you

(A/N: ShikaTema! Surprised you, didn't I? But I decided that they would be the most fitting here. Have you guessed the theme? Yeah, it's the smirk. I love their chemistry, their design, and their dynamics in general. Hope you liked it! :3)

Song #5: Waiting for Love by Avicii

(A/N: YASSS! I was secretly hoping for this song to play, and it DID! Have you got any idea for the couple I'm gonna write? Yeah, ne neither)

When there's a will, there's a way kind of beautiful

And every night has it's day so magical

And when there's love in this life there's no obstacle

That can't be defeated

"Sasuke-kun," she smiled, placing a hot compress on his forehead. He looked at her in surprise, but she kept that sweet smile on her face. "You're home"

"I'm home," he repeated, plopping down on the couch beneath him. It was three weeks since his last journey, and he led himself to believe that he wanted to be with her again, or her comfort, at least"

"I missed you," she whispered, still looking at him. It was weeks since he last saw her. Yet even though he wanted to continue on his travels, he still wanted to see her again. She deserved it; he loved her.

"I did too"

For every tyrant a tear for the vulnerable

In every lost soul the bones of a miracle

For every dreamer a dream we're unstoppable

With something to believe in

"You're leaving so soon," she says, looking at him pack. It was only five days and yet he was going again, probably for a week, a month, who knows how long?

"Yes," he answers, not even daring to look back. He hated the fact but he needed to go. It was in his blood. His Uchiha blood. Adventure was made for him.

Her frown deepened as he packed up the last of his weapons, safely securing them in his holster. He seemed to have noticed this, and smiled daintily.

"Don't worry," he says, looking at her glossy eyes. "I'll be home soon"

She tries to smile in return, but her smile is warped into some kind of mutant facial expression in between disgust and stupidity. "I hope so," she croaks, holding back the tears.

Crying was something she couldn't hold back, anyway.

His smile softens and he realized he's leaving her again, alone and sad. He feels incredibly guilty and takes two steps forward. "You're always leaving," she says, and he notices the way her voice is scratchy.

Her tears pluck off when she feels his fingers on her forehead, being pushed back lightly. She blinks, and looks at him, with the same barely-there smile on his face.

"I'll be right back"

Monday left me broken

Sakura sighed as she knocked on Naruto's door. She smiled softly when Hinata answered, with a smile on her face.

"Hi, Sakura-chan," she greeted politely, and she smiled again as she left herself in. Boruto and Himawari were tackling their father on the couch, and the shinobi himself was laughing heartily.

Suddenly his gaze was fixed on her. "Oh hi, Sakura-chan, what brings you here?"

Tuesday I was through with hoping

"So he left again, huh..." he mumbled to himself, and Hinata kindly pulled out a seat for her on the table. She sat, still smiling stupidly, and not exactly knowing what to do.

"That bastard, leaving you here like you were nothing," he mutters, and Sakura quickly shakes her head. "Noooo! Don't think of it that way!" she pleads, trying to sound happy. She remembers his fingers on her flesh and dismisses the fact that he doesn't love her anymore.

"He says he's coming back soon, so I just need to keep waiting"

Naruto nods slowly before going to the kitchen to get a glass of water for his guest, and she watches him amusedly.

Wednesday my empty arms were open

"How come I've never seen my dad before?" she asks, and Sakura freezes at the question. Her own daughter looks at her in curiosity, and honestly, she doesn't know how to answer it herself.

Sarada sees the shocked expression and tilts her head to look at her. "Mom?"

Sakura stares at her daughter, with the same onyx eyes that her husband has, and tries to smile. "Well, he's gone for a while," she answers, still at attempt to look good.

The last thing she wanted was her daughter thinking poorly of her father. Sasuke was a good man, and he didn't deserve to be though of that way.

"He's coming back soon"

Thursday waiting for love

Waiting for love

Sakura sighs as she marks the date on the calendar with a red marker.

How long has it been? Months? Years? Decades? She couldn't keep track.

All she knows is that she's there, husbandless, and her daughter is growing up without a father. Then she looks up to see all the other calendars with slashes of red ink over their numbers, and the loses grip on her marker as her tears start falling and she bangs her fist on the wall.

She'll keep waiting.

Thank the stars it's Friday

It's the end of the week, and for once in her life she stops thinking about him even though it's just for a night.

She forgets him, she forgets waiting, and she dances to the music and the bright lights as the beat keeps dropping and she doesn't know who she is or what she is and what her life is anymore.

I'm burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday

She watches as Boruto makes jokes about his father. Said man was throwing a fit, and Himawari was trying desperately to pull them apart.

She watches as her own daughter sits alone on the dock, dipping her feet into the cool water. She stopped for a moment and pondered what it would be like is he were here.

"It gets better," Hinata says, handing her a candy bar that was meant for her children. She attempts to smile one more time, and accepts the treat gratefully.

Guess I won't be coming to church on Sunday

She watches as Tenten puts flowers on his grave. It's late afternoon, and she decides to accompany her. The poor girl was broken anyway.

"He never liked flowers," she told her, stifling a chuckle, but still keeping that same, sad voice. Her hair was in a braid now, and she was beautiful more than ever. Sakura immediately felt pity that her beauty should be wasted to such an extent.

The letters engraved on the tombstone were clearer than ever, and the look on her friend's face was so similar to hers they both watched in grief as the sky darkened and it started raining.

Her suffering was far worse than hers.

I'll be waiting for love

waiting for love

Sakura was on fire.

She approached the gates, seeing the familiar haircut, the robe, the face she longed seeing for the past century.

Her soul is lifting, and she thinks she's seeing visions, but then he comes closer, and it's all water and sun and reality again.

"Sasuke-kun" her voice is barely over a whisper, and his head turns her way. "You're home"

So come around

(A/N: A little SasuSaku won't hurt, right? Anyway, I thought this song was perfect for them being the dysfunctional family and all. I admit I've strayed a little from canon, but oh well. The first and last sentences are the same, so I'm fine with that)

END

A/N: Hi Guys!

Yes, I didn't use an iPod, and yes, I used Spotify, because I DON'T HAVE A DAMN IPOD. So here you go. Hope you enjoyed this, it was a thrill to write. And yes, I'm making a part 2, if you guys like it, and I'll give it next week.

Anyway, I'll be busy. I have summatives crashing in here and there and such, I barely have time (hence the odd oneshot) but I hope you enjoyed nonetheless.

Until Then!

(PS. Which one was your favorite? Personally I like the roses one but oh well)