First I'd like to start out by saying a huge 'thank you' to anybody who read, and especially reviewed, my last two stories, 'Innocent Silence and Sinful Screams' and 'My Other Half.' I don't get paid to do this shit, nor do I get free cheeseburgers. I just write this stuff when I get bored or when I'm hit by inspiration, so when people say they like it, or even notice it all (they can dislike it, the fact that they checked it out is good enough for me as long as they leave constructive criticism) it makes me want to do it more because I get this warm and fuzzy feeling inside.

A new Fuel CD would be nice though.

Now down to business.

To understand this story at its fullest, I suggest you read 'My Other Half' because, well, this is a sequel or sorts. It is NOT, however, a direct sequel, and thus reading the other story is not completely necessary, and I'll do my best not to rely on you guys having already read that for this to make sense.

Anyway, this story takes place a few years after those events, and Kiba and Naruto are now in college.

And now, without any further ado, ENJOY :D

PS: No, I didn't misspell brunette. Brunet is the masculine form.

Dead Snow

Chapter 1

A New Time Now

"I fucking hate orientation!"

"Shut up Naruto, you're giving me a headache! If you want to yell about how much it sucks for hours, go find Sakura. I'm sure she'd be of some consolation."

It had been two hours since Naruto and Kiba had returned to their dorm room from sophomore orientation and Naruto, like last year after freshman orientation, was pissed as hell, storming around the room in nothing but a towel after having showered to wake himself up from the excruciating boredom.

"Yeah but she's annoying! At least you don't say anything other than 'shut up' every now and then," replied the blonde, to which Kiba just sighed and pulled his hair out of the ponytail he'd had it in. By now, he'd gotten used to Naruto teasing him and his sometimes-loud girlfriend.

The pair had been best friends since they were five years old, and they were so alike in the way they acted it was almost scary. And after Naruto was kicked out of his house for being gay, he'd lived with Kiba's family, so most people thought they were just extremely different looking brothers. Naruto had even added Inuzuka to his last name when he turned 18, officially making him Naruto Uzumaki-Inuzuka, and the memory of the goofy blonde signing the papers almost brought Kiba to tears, more so than when Naruto's mom had relinquished all custody of him to Kiba parents.

The vibrations of his phone going off snapped Kiba out of his nostalgic reminiscing. Seeing that it was the Naruto's boyfriend, he threw it at the blonde's crotch, causing him fall down, eliciting cackling laughter from the brunet.

"Augh, that hurt dude! What the hell!"

"Check it," said Kiba, still laughing. "It's Kyuubi."

Puzzled as to why his boyfriend would be texting him through Kiba, Naruto opened the phone.

[From: Kyuubi]

Dude, can you ask Naru to turn on his phone or something? He told me to text him after orientation about dinner but he won't get back to me :/

"Oh shit! Dude, I'll meet up with you later, I promised Kyuubi a date-night tonight. Later!" and with that, the blonde ran out the door.

Kiba looked up at the clock on the wall, getting to ten seconds when the inevitable knock came at the door. He opened it to see a half-naked, dripping wet Naruto.

"I still have your phone."

Kiba nodded.

"And I'm naked."

Another nod, this time with an amused smile.

"And really wet."

Kiba let Naruto in, trying to hold back a giggle but failing.

"It's not funny! What if I'd shown up like this!" exclaimed the blonde.

"I'm sure Kyuubi wouldn't mind that. In fact, he'd probably enjoy it," teased Kiba, avoiding the shoe that Naruto threw at him.

Ten minutes later, a dressed, and mostly dry, Naruto emerged from the bathroom. Nabbing his phone, he picked up a pillow from his bed and threw it at Kiba.

"I'll be back late Keeps. Don't wait up."

"Got it player," laughed Kiba, and as Naruto walked out the door, yelled out "Wear a condom!" to which all he got was a middle finger coming through the door before it slammed shut.

That's it for chapter 1! I'll continue to write tonight so that later on this week I'll have uploaded at least one more, maybe two.

Does anybody know how it's possible to start out the night listening to old-school Fuel, migrate to Eminem, then to KoRn, then Joe Satriani, and finally end up with Chopin? Somehow my musical needs of the night have been all over the fucking map. If anybody has an answer to this perplexing situation, send me a message or something.

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