NejiTen OneShots Chapter 2: If I Had You, a naruto fanfic

Disclaimer: Naruto? Not mine. Song? Not mine either. (If I Had You by Adam Lambert)

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So I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather
And I'm doing me up with a black color liner
And I'm working my strut, but I know it don't matter
All we need in this world is some love.

The young man was walking slowly under the disco lights, loose white shirt tucked neatly inside his black pants, collar slightly parted to give it a more casual look, a black leather jacket over it. Shiny black boots on his feet, hair in a low ponytail, a black bandana over his forehead and aviator-styled sunglasses hung over lavender white eyes.

There's a thin line between the dark side and the light side, baby tonight
It's a struggle, gotta rumble, trying to find it.

Where was she? He was looking around more obviously now, searching something with his eyes while at the same time trying to ignore the half-drunk women's looks and touches. He frowned. She had been here for the past week, same time, same place. They always drank together, talked together, had fun together…

There was something about her that allured him. Maybe those dresses she always wore, elegant yet simple, expensive yet comfortable, modest yet seductive. Or maybe her chocolate brown eyes with those flecks of gold-at first he thought she used contacts-or her darker colored hair pinned up on two buns, letting a few curls frame her face. Or maybe it was her personality. Like the sky, calm and controlled one day, gray and stormy the next.

And there she was.

But if I had you, that would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah if I had you, then money fame and fortune never could compete
If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy
Yeah, if I had you
You-y-y-y-y-you
You-y-y-y-y-you
You-y-y-y-y-you
If I had you

She was wearing a loose, sleeveless white summer dress that ended perfectly at mid-thigh, white spaghetti strapped sandals on her feet, straps going all the way up to below her knees. Hair in usual buns and a gold necklace adorning her neck, making it look more fragile than he knew it really was. Gold bracelets grazed her wrists and teardrop earrings hung from her ears.

She looked surreal like she always did. And it always took his breath away.

From New York to LA getting high rock n' rollin
Get a room trash it up, 'til it's ten in the morning
Girls in stripper heels, boys rolling in Maseratis
What they need in this world is some love

"I thought you were leaving from your business trip today," her voice was like that melody you heard once and never wanted to stop hearing it.

"I decided to stay one more night."

She blinked at him, long eyelashes swishing in confusion. Her confusion then turned into amusement as she tried to hide her smile behind her glass. "Really?" When he merely raised an eyebrow she continued, "You're still going to L.A. right?."

"I am," he admitted with a smirk, making her breathing hitch, "tomorrow, at ten a.m." She faintly wondered why he was being so specific.

"Ah, good to know I suppose…" she then said slowly, almost as an afterthought. He glared at her from under his sunglasses and then he abruptly stopped. Why would it bother him to know that she was not interested in him outside the party zone?

There's a thin line between a wild time and a flat line, baby tonight
It's a struggle, gotta rumble, trying to find it

"Do you wish to dance?" Her eyes lit up at the question and he had the urge to smile at her eagerness. She nodded while intertwining her fingers with his, sending involuntary shivers down his spine. She had the softest hands…

Before he knew it they were dancing, a fast, disco beat with a seemingly never-ending rhythm. Her type of song, he knew. "We should do this more often," he whispered to her as she was momentarily close to him.

She merely smiled with a silent yes and a gorgeous laugh that seemed to blend in with the music. "Maybe I could travel to L.A. some day."

Some day…

"I could use the company," he answered her, knowing that he could really really use the company.

He saw her lick her bottom lip in an attempt to stop a smile. Was she trying to bewitch him with her innocence? "So could I…" he heard her mumble as the song came slowly to a stop.

The flashing of the lights
It might feel so good
But I've got you stuck on my mind, yeah!
The fashion and the stage
It might get me high
But it don't mean a thing tonight

They walked back to the bar, the mood suddenly darkening between them as it seemed to light up in the club. He stopped her suddenly, a firm yet soft grip on her arm. "Join me tonight."

She looked at him seriously, the intensity surprising him. "Why?"

Why?

He managed a ghost of a smile. "Because we could both use the company."

That would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah, if I had you, the money fame and fortune never could compete
If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy
Yeah, if I had you
You-y-y-y-y-you
You-y-y-y-y-you
You-y-y-y-y-you

They were heading to his car now, a slick black Maserati with very dark tinted windows. It surprised her, the amount of money he had. "Where is your hotel?"

He gave her a small smile. "Not far."

If I had you

That would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah, if I had you, then money fame and fortune never could compete (never could compete with you)

The hotel suite looked expensive and could probably accommodate at least ten people comfortably. He took off his coat as she took of her jacket, welcoming the warmth the room gave her. "Are you here alone?" She asked him quietly.

If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy (it'd be ecstasy with you)

He turned around and stepped closer to her, "not anymore."

Yeah, if I had you
You-y-y-y-y-you
You-y-y-y-y-you
You-y-y-y-y-you

Now in bed, sheets and limbs tangled together, she turned to him, fingers tracing the contours of his face as he looked at her.

"Tenten."

He blinked, pupil-less eyes entrancing her for a moment. "What?"

She laughed, making him look more confused. "My name. It's Tenten."

He flipped her over positioning himself on top of her, his breath tingling in her ear. "Neji."

If I had you, you, you

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I'm just going to post as much variety of my writing as I can. I don't really like songfics but here's one for those who do. It's another NejiTen because I like them.

Thank you very much for reading.

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