A/N: This is a sort of a prelude to a fic that I might put up, if you like this. It's a series of glimpses at Shino's life. Set in the real world. Shino, I admit, is gonna be a bit of a bastard. But he has good reason, I think. You'll find out, if I post it.
Shino gazed down at his empty pint glass, deep in thought. "You know what? Forget it. You're impossible, I'm out of here!" the man beside him declared, standing. "Goodbye Shino, have nice life." He turned and started to walk away; Shino turned and stared after him before yelling over the noise of the bar
"Is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with. 'Cause I've seen more spine in a jellyfish, I've seen more guts in eleven year old kids. Have another drink and drive yourself home. I hope there's ice on all the roads, and you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt, then again when your head goes through the windshield. Is that what you call tact? You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back. 'Cause You left the frays from the ties you severed, When you say best friends means friends forever!"
The man turned to face the drunken singer "You're a bastard, you know that don't you?"He calls, balled fists trembling in rage. "Just trying to be like you, Kiba" was the reply he received. *step* *step* *THWACK* *CRACK* *THUD* two steps forward and he punched Shino across the face so hard he broke a finger, stunned, Shino fell sideways off his bar stool. He wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth as he said
"This song is just for you, just so you know how much I hate you.
This song is just for you, just so you know I can't stand the sight of you.
This song is just for you; just you know I never want to see you again."
With an angry growl, Kiba stalked out of the bar, never once looking back or pausing. If he had, he would have heard his once best friend mutter
"This song is just for you just so you know I hate me too"