Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I don't know why I have to say that cause it's PRETTY DARN obvious that I don't. Oh well!
Author's Note: This is a sad Kiba Inuzuka story. After reading, you would want to hug Kiba and wish he was real. This story will make you cry, if you can produce tears…
I woke up at 6 in the morning, hoping that I wouldn't bump into Mr. And Mrs. Kishiniyo. My adoptive parents never liked me because of my red cheeks. I tiptoed down the stairs of the huge mansion, trying not to make a sound. I was almost to the kitchen until I heard footsteps. Crap… I was about to get the beating of a lifetime.
"KIBA INUZUKA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING AWAKE?!" Mr. Kishiniyo screamed with his arms folded. I was so scared, I peed a little. I was ready to get the beating over with so I can go to school.
"I-I-I was going to school, sir…" I begged him not to beat me with my eyes, but he didn't care.
"At 6 in the morning?! Your school starts at 7:30!" Mr. Kishiniyo's fists were clenched. He was about to punch me. I could tell. I decided not to say anything.
"You know what?! You're not going to school today! Stay HOME!" He grabbed me by my shirt and dragged me up the stairs. I fell on my face mid-way to the beating room, but Mr. Kishiniyo didn't care, he just kept pulling me.
Finally, we made it to the beating room. He picked up his favorite metal bat and did his stuff.
Author's Note: So…Kiba isn't living the sweet life right now…He surely isn't Zack & Cody…