Author's Note: Here's a quick 2-3 chapter fic for the January Challenge. It'll be surrounding the prospects of Knapp's Stair Step Model and relational dialects. Don't worry if you don't know what that means, I'll make it clear in the fic. :o)
Enjoy!
Naruto rushed down the hallway carrying his backpack on one shoulder. He reached a hand out and grabbed his best friend's shoulder as they continued walking, "Hey man, what're you doing for Kakashi Sensei's final?"
Kiba looked up at his bright, blue-eyed friend and smiled, "You should know that already. I'm writing about getting Akamaru and how much responsibility that took", he said, adding physical quotation marks around the word responsibility.
Naruto kept walking, but a frown began engulfing his bright smile with each stride. "Well, what should I do?"
Kiba looked up at Naruto. Rolling his eyes he abruptly stopped. "Are you kidding me?"
Naruto stopped just in front of him. "What?", he asked, unaware of what it was his best friend thought was so obvious.
Kiba smiled, "Dude... write about Sasuke."
Naruto stopped, staring at the large paw print on the pack of Kiba's denim jacket as he walked away. Can I write about him?, he asked himself, still unsure of what was to come...
It was dark by the time he began making his way home. It wasn't that Naruto was afraid of the dark, he just knew what could be lurking there.
He quickly made his way to the door and unlocked the deadbolt, scurrying into his apartment as fast as he could. In his attempt to shut the door he caught his jacket.
"Damn it!", he grabbed the pocket and yanked, leaving a piece of it still caught in the door. He dropped his backpack on the floor and made his way to the fridge, looking for a nice cold drink to make him pass out.
He rummaged through the fridge, but after finding nothing useful for his motives, decided to settle down and begin his final essay.
He grabbed some pieces of lined paper and began scratching, I'll always remember my first days here at SU.