disclaimer: i am not japanese, therefore i do not own naruto

this is my first story, i hope you enjoy it!

Hanabi looked out the window and sighed happily. Kiba was training with Hinata in the courtyard below, and, oh, it was a glorious sight. She had always appreciated the young man's rugged good looks, but they were especially rugged and good today. She had just gotten over her nasty break up with Konohamaru and she was back on the scene. And what a scene it was.

Hanabi turned away from the view and headed off to the training grounds. At 17, she was already a jounin, but Hanabi aspired to be an ANBU because as a child she thought the masks were awesome, and at 17 she really had nothing better to do.

As she stood in front of the compound gate pulling her long black hair into a ponytail, she felt something large and furry lean against her, nearly pushing her over. "Hey Akamaru! Who wants some kisses?" Hanabi said as she ruffled his ears.

"I do!" a voice said behind her, before a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her into the air. Hanabi gave Kiba a wry look.

"You would," she said, slipping out of his grasp. "Toodles, Akamaru!"

As she hopped her way to the training ground, Hanabi beat her head against the wall in her mind. She had just remembered why she decided to give dating a try-- Kiba doesn't love just one person, he loves everyone. And being possessive, Hanabi was hurt anytime he even talked to a girl she didn't know. She had hoped Konohamaru would take her mind of him, and he had until he decided he wasn't ready for a relationship.

Hanabi threw kunai at a stump. Actually, she threw the kunai through the stump. She spent a happy few hours cursing Kiba and his Free Love, and Konohamaru and his non-commital. Seriously, who decided that they weren't ready for a relationship 8 months into the relationship?

Around midnight, she was back in her room, lounging in her sports bra and undies. Rubbing her hands around her head, making her oily hair stick out in crazy directions, she yawned. "Dude," Hanabi said to no one in particular, "I want an Icee." Being contradictory in nature, she was too lazy to poof herself down to the kitchen, so she just walked.

Upon entering the kitchen, she saw a shirtless young man in pajama pants burrowing through the fridge. "Oh, hey Neji," Hanabi called as she sat down at the table, waiting to get into the freezer. Hanabi stretched out her arms and caught herself thinking, "Man, I didn't know Neji had such a sexy back."

The sexy back turned, revealing toned abs and arms full of food. Well, arms full of meat. As the young man put his midnight snack down, he pulled a chicken leg out of his mouth and stuck his head around the meat mountain,saying, "It's just me, Hinata."

Hanabi and Kiba stared at each other.

"Oh my God, did you sex my sister?" Hanabi yelled, jumping back from the table, horrified.

"What?! No!" Kiba shouted.

"Then did you sex Neji?" she asked, her eyes growing even wider at the thought.

"Oh, Jesus, no!" Kiba spat out. "I'm just here because I got kicked of my apartment after taking so long on my last ANBU mission!"

"Oh," she said thoughtfully, pulling an Icee out of the freezer. "I didn't know Kiba was an ANBU..."

An awkward silence fell over the two, broken occasionally by slurping from Hanabi or belching from Kiba.

At last, Kiba snapped. "Could you please put on some clothes?"

"Could you please get out of my house?"

hey everyone! i hope you liked my first story! i would like it if you would comment or pm or critique or whatevs, but im too lazy to do it, so i dont mind if youre lazy too. hanabi in this story is based loosely on me, so if you have any questions about what she says or does feel free to contact me. my (actual in real life) twin sister fleacollar999 is making pictures for each chapter of Becoming ANBU for me. yay twin! she does lots of stories (mostly sasuhina) here on fanfic and lots of pictures on deviantart. check her out!

link to picture: .com/art/Snack-Time-by-fleacollar999-134753020 theres a deviantart thats supposed to go in the begginning of that like...