Okay. So I hope you guys like this. Please realize I'm not expressing my own views on Jewish people or Nazi's. I've always found the Holocaust an interesting but touchy subject, so I decided it would be cool to make a story like this. Please review! –WTR.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did, all the guys would be gay! Except for a couple.

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"Come, you filthy Jew." Kiba said angrily, latching his tanned hand on to the man's elbow and pulling him towards an alley. When Kiba was positive there was no one around to watch their confrontation, he let go of the man's elbow and reached his hand out. He could practically feel the fear coming off of the man.

"My name is Kiba Inuzuka." He said in a monotone voice. The man only looked at him for a moment before looking down at Kiba's outstretched hand. Kiba waited patiently for the man to shake his hand.

"Please-p-please don't hurt m-me." Kiba's eyes widened as he heard the man's plea and realized what he was doing. He was trying to shake a Jew's hand; a Jew who had most likely been beaten half to death by the hands of a Nazi. He stared into the large blue eyes of the man in front of him, while softly whispering, "I won't hurt you. I want to help you."

The man only stared back with a helpless expression on his face, but eventually mustered up the courage to gently place his own small hand in Kiba's.

"Naruto Uzumaki, sir." The brunette nodded at the tanned man in front of him, before lightly unclasping Naruto's hand and grabbing his elbow once more. They quietly trudged down the alley.

"W-where are you taking m-me, sir?" Naruto asked carefully. Kiba turned to look at him, but Naruto averted his gaze before they made eye contact.

"We're going to my home. Naruto, stop it. I won't hurt you." Kiba said firmly, as he noticed Naruto's cringe at the word 'home'.

Naruto only stared blankly up at the sky, where dark clouds were merging.

"The sky..." Naruto stated absently.

"Yes, what about it?"

"It's going to weep."

"Rain, you mean?"

"No. It'll weep."

"You're a strange one."

"Am I really? What are you then?"

"..."

Kiba stopped walking when they had reached the end of the alley and proceeded to strip off his jacket.

"Sir, what are you doing?" Naruto questioned. You never stop asking questions. Or talking in general, do you?

"I'm taking off my coat." Kiba said matter of factly. He then started tugging on Naruto's coat sleeves, but was unable to strip him of it.

"N-no, sir! Please don't!" Naruto whimpered, pulling his coat back on. He hesitantly took a step back from Kiba and wrapped his arms around himself. What am I doing, helping a Jew? I could get us both killed. Not could, I will... Kiba thought.

"Naruto, I won't hurt you. I promise. And I know how scared you are, and how you're debating whether to trust me or not. But I need you to trust me, Naruto." Kiba said, placing a hand on Naruto's shoulder. And yet I can't resist touching him.

"I-I think I trust you. I'm a bit undecided, though," Naruto paused, "About the coat part. Why do you... why do you want it?"

Kiba's face stayed blank, but inside his mind was reeling. Why didn't I explain it? God, I'm an idiot. Just look at him! He's scared... scared of me. He has his reasons though. If I were a Jew, I really wouldn't want a Nazi to look at me. Let alone talk to me. And especially not offer me help.

"The star, Naruto. If someone sees it, they'll know you're a Jew."

"But I am a J-Jew."

"Yes, I know that. That's why I'm taking your jacket."

"I'll... be cold, sir."

"I know that too. I'm giving you my jacket instead."

"But why, sir? I'm just another... Jew! Why are you helping me?''

''I'm not sure myself why I'm helping you. But please, Naruto. Take the help. I don't know anything about you, but I have a strong feeling that you're an important person. Someone who can't... someone who doesn't deserve this.''

''None of us deserve this Kiba. We've been punished for something that we haven't done, for being someone we can't help to be. I'm sorry Kiba, but I can't take your help. Not when everybody around me is being slaughtered. '' Naruto burst out, forgetting for once that he was a Jew and that Kiba was a Nazi.

Kiba stared at Naruto in surprise. He hadn't expected this from such a frail looking man. He slowly let go of Naruto's shoulder. He looked to the ground. He had had it all planned out, and now this had happened.

''S-sir? I'm so sorry. Please s-sir, don't hit me. My friends would worry about me, and I don't want them to worry.'' Naruto whispered, his hands fidgeting.

''I won't hit you, Naruto. Are you not worried about yourself? That you could die any day? And please, don't be sorry. I don't know what I'm doing. It's just... I saw... and then... my heart... and I just... I couldn't... and I don't know anymore. I'm so confused.'' Kiba cried, dropping his jacket and falling to the ground. He pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around himself. Tears gathered in his coffee coloured eyes and cascaded down his cheeks. Naruto watched in horror as his enemy fell to pieces in front of him.

''Kiba... Kiba, please. Just relax. I can... I can help you make sense of things. I can help. Just stop crying. Please, Kiba. Stop it. Trust me Kiba.'' Naruto murmured, dropping to his knees beside Kiba and gently wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Soon enough, listening to Kiba's hushed sobs, Naruto began to cry too.

Naruto and Kiba stayed like that for a half hour as rain poured. A helpless Jew and a confused Nazi comforting each other as the rain wept along with them. Life is cruel.

''Naruto. Do you hear that? Footsteps.'' Kiba raised himself from the cold cement floor and threw his jacket to Naruto. He was soaked to the bone, and so was Naruto. The blonde stared in distress at the coat for a couple seconds before taking his own jacket off and handing it to Kiba.

''Follow me, Naruto. And if you happen to not be behind me when we reach my house, I WILL hunt you down.'' Kiba growled, clutching Naruto's coat.

Naruto only shook his head at the threat before hurrying along beside Kiba.

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They reached Kiba's house in record time. Not only had the rain been pushing them, but the fear of getting caught hurried them along.

''So this is your home, huh?'' Naruto asked, making a 360 degree spin to look at everything around him.

''Yes. Let me show you to where you're staying.'' Kiba smiled. Naruto liking his home made him feel happy. Kiba led the way along a dark hall. There were paintings of his family members adorning the hall, so walking down it made you feel slightly intimidated.

''Scary, right?'' Kiba joked, tilting his head at a painting of his sister.

''Horrifying.'' Naruto agreed, sparing a small smile. This was very different from his home. He had never been a very fortunate individual, so he lived with what he could. Dark wood bordered the door frames and the bottom half of the wall. There were intricate designs carved into the wood, and it took a while to figure out what exactly was carved in it. It seemed like the carvings told a legend about a ruthless warrior trying to free an imprisoned princess.

''Kiba... could I tell my friends about where I'll be staying?''

''I'd prefer it if you didn't... but if you must.''

''Thank-you.'' Naruto never thought he'd be saying thank you to a Nazi. Kiba only nodded and stopped in front of a door on his right. He pulled a key from a pocket in his suit's coat and eased the key into the hole. A loud creak was made as the key was turned. In that same moment, a new door was opened in Naruto's life.

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Kiba Inuzuka and Naruto Uzumaki were standing shoulder to shoulder inside Kiba's kitchen. After Naruto had gotten settled in and phoned his friends about his living situation, Kiba decided Naruto should help make dinner.

"Naruto, did you tell your friends exactly where you were staying?" Kiba asked, pulling out cooking ingredients from various cupboards.

"Of course." Naruto answered.

"Naruto! They might have been screening phone calls!" Kiba whirled around, his face pale.

''Oh, is that what you're worried about? My friends and I developed a code when we learned of the call screening.'' Naruto laughed, reaching for a knife. Kiba breathed out in relief. You scared me half to death!

''Oh, yes. Right.'' Kiba whispered. He set some water to boil then calmly walked to the large window in the room and closed the drapes.

''Don't worry, Kiba. I'm being cautious.'' Naruto frowned. He placed a loaf of bread on his cutting board and swiftly cut five pieces.

''I'm not worrying. What makes you say that?'' Kiba smiled at the blond.

''Oh, really? There's a nervous stride in your walk. Your smile is fake.'' Naruto stated. His face was blank.

''Fine. So what if I'm worrying?'' Kiba retorted. He hated being wrong.

''So nothing. Simply stop worrying.'' Naruto sighed. He hadn't looked Kiba in the eye since their encounter in the alley.

''Yeah, yeah.'' Kiba mumbled. He was irritated enough already. He handed Naruto assorted vegetables to chop as he began seasoning chicken breasts.

''So... If my staying here is a secret, how are you going to deal with... for example, water use?'' Naruto asked.

''Uhm... I haven't really thought that far in advance.'' The brunette admitted, smiling sheepishly.

Naruto grinned at Kiba's fidgety state. ''You could always say attractive men keep winding up at your door and you can't help but passionately embrace them in the shower.''

''W-what?'' Kiba gawked. Color tinged his cheeks.

''I had so much fun saying that you wouldn't even know. '' Naruto laughed. He held his cutting board over the boiling pot of water and used his knife to push the vegetables inside. Kiba's mouth remained agape. Naruto chuckled and shook his head as he placed his hand on Kiba's chin and pushed upwards to close his mouth.

''You might swallow a fly.'' Naruto answered the unasked question.

''O-okay.'' Kiba stuttered. He had barely recovered from the shock. He simmered the chicken in a lightly greased pan. Naruto stood beside him stirring the vegetables.

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Kiba stood outside of Naruto's doorway, listening to the blond fiddle around in the bathroom. His room was almost pitch black, and when Kiba flipped the switch, light illuminated the room.

''Oh, it's you again.'' Naruto stated. He was drying his hands on a small blue towel and his eyes were swollen.

''I just wanted to check up on you.''

''Good night, Kiba!''

''...Are you sure you're okay?''

''I'm fine. Go to bed. I swear you've been in here at least four times.''

''I'm sorry...''

''Worrying again?''

''No.''

''Just go to sleep. I'll make it through the night.''

''I suppose so.''

''Good night, then?''

''Good night.''

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