Shino loved butterflies.
As strange as it was to say, from the time he was young, he always showed such an interest in the tiny winged creatures. When he was four, he loved them because they were "pwetty." When he was eleven, he loved them because they were the first insects he had in his collection. When he was seventeen, he loved them because they reminded him of the butterfly kisses his mother gave him before she died that year. There was something in the delicate beat of its wings or the beauty of its colors. The butterfly held a small-scale majesty, but to Shino, it was magnified many times over.
Kiba was certainly no butterfly. He was loud and obnoxious, gaudy and a pest. He loved the spotlight – craved it – and went through all means to get it. A butterfly emanated innocence; Kiba's voice alone dripped with every sensual intention he had ever dreamed up. A butterfly held its own silently; Kiba held her own, but liked to make quite a show of it. A butterfly could be synonymous with grace and poise; Kiba was synonymous with alcohol and sex.
Shino could not understand how he had come to love two things so different. A peaceful animal and a very friendly lover. Perfection versus Corruption. It truly did not make sense and for her, if it didn't make sense, he wouldn't feel better about it until it did.
He turned over on her side, facing the brunette next to him. Night had settled in and for once, Kiba was not out on the town, looking for "helpers" for his next big party. No, he was right here, inside Shino's apartment, curled up under the bed's comforter wearing nothing but a white wife-beater and his boxers. Shino smiled as he took in the sight, noticing the mischievous, child-like smirk Kiba held that was even present while he slept.
Shino reached out and slowly stroked Kiba's hair. His hand trailed down Kiba's arm before he pulled it back to him. He let his eyes close, her mind finally at peace. It all made sense. Perfection was out of Kiba's grasp, an unattainable goal. But he was loved regardless, admired despite her many obvious flaws and shortcomings. He was treated like a butterfly.
He was Shino's tainted butterfly.
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Ahem. Hi tis Eos herself here ok I put up disclaimers alllll over this.
I actually stole the entire story from my dear Uke Trish and yeah u can find the original story in hers which yes it RENT! But I thought it was cute so she let me steal it.
Masashi owns Shino and Kiba's asses unfortunately
P.s. Though I stole this from trish i might add more 2 it like more chapters....depends on how people like it