So, story wise I know I still have 'Convicted' to finish off. And for those who are intently following it, I promise I haven't abandoned it. But this story is a little something I've come up with, as for the last two years I've had a fanatic fad on dinosaurs. Now I know what you're thinking; how the hell can Naruto and Dinosaurs ever be cast together In the same story? Yet alone a love story?

Well you're just going to have to read it for me to prove it. Nothing I can say will force you all to fall in love with this story, but it's definitely worth a shot. It's different, and a lot of thought has gone into it, I promise it's not cheesy and if you've been a fan of my Kiba/Saku stories previously, then just give this story a chance and please let me know what you think. You might even learn a little thing or two about dinosaurs along the way. Enjoy :)

"Well we can't just leave him here dad, we aren't completely cold-blooded."

"He has no knowledge of what goes on here, Sakura. This island will be too much for the boy to take in."

On the isolated beach of east Konoha, Sakura and her father Jiraiya stared down at the soaking boy sprawled unconsciously across the sand. Their rides stood behind them, snorting and grunting impatiently as the sun begin to set, casting a burnt orange glow over the beach and forest behind them.

"It wouldn't be the first person we've taken in. Stop being ridiculous dad, I know for a fact that you wouldn't be able to leave this boy here as Raptor bait." The pink haired girl squatted beside the unconscious teen. She placed a finger underneath his chin, lifting it so the neck was extended allowing him to breathe easier. "He looks around my age, huh."

"All the more reason to leave him here…" Jiraiya snorted, rolling his eyes. The last thing he needed was another village boy chasing after his daughter. She was, much to his distaste, rather beautiful, something she had inherited from her mother. But it wasn't just her beauty that caught the eye of the village boys and men; Sakura was also talented and strongly independent. There was no convincing her and there was no changing her mind. She was as stubborn as she was beautiful.

She scanned her eyes over his body, watching his chest rise up and down with laboured breathing. The coral reef along the beach shoreline left his legs covered in deep cuts and abrasions. His clothes were torn, and a head wound was prominent along the left side of his forehead. She pulled a small cloth that she carried with her out of her pocket and pressed it to his wound in order to stop the bleeding. The boy didn't move a muscle. "Jeez," she said, applying more pressure. "He's really out cold, isn't he?"

Jiraiya bent down beside his daughter to examine the lifeless body. Too often have they had bodies wash up to the remote island and too often had these people not survived much longer than a year. It was rough, dark, and brutal. Jagged cliff faces steeper than mountains surrounded the majority of the islands exterior surface. The jungle was nothing but thick, impenetrable fauna, and inhabited by the world's largest creatures. The world's most dangerous creatures. The world's most extinct creatures.

Behind them, their transport shuffled with agitation as the sun sunk deeper behind the horizon. The Pachycephalosaurus bellowed and grunted as Sakura yanked on the reigns to quiet him. "Hey, cut it out Dex." She said sternly. The dinosaur stamped its foot. "We better get out of here, the Kyoryu know the beach will be swarming with raptors once it hits dark. They're getting restless."

"Very well," the white haired man stood up and brushed the sand off his wrinkled hands. "If we take this boy, and he survives, he's your responsibility Sakura."

"Yes sir."

"It won't be easy, you know." Jiraiya shook his head, knowing full well that it would be too difficult for Sakura to explain such a large, difficult amount of information to someone so uneducated about the islands existence.

"I'm sure it wouldn't be that bad. Have a little faith in me will you?"

He looked at the boy once more. He was quite a handsome boy, which made Jiraiya even more concerned about the whole ordeal. "And there'll be no funny business-

"Dad, stop. Just help me get this kid on to Dex before nightfall. Save the fatherly warnings for another time, yeah?"

Jiraiya rolled his eyes for a second time and mumbled something underneath his breath. Sakura couldn't quite make it out, but she couldn't really care either. She was just focussed on fixing the boy and making it back to the village before dark. "Hey, easy!" she yelled as she watched her father climb the saddle ladder and hurl the boy over Dex's neck. "He has a broken collarbone; don't just throw him about like a ragdoll."

Jiraiya only grunted before climbing the saddle ladder and mounting his own Kyoryu. The huge Pentaceratops was eight metres in length and stood three meters in height. Its large frill was deeply intimidating, and the horns protruding from above the eyes and nose made it a force to be reckoned with. Sakura admired her father's dinosaur, as did the majority of the village. Pentaceratops had a mean temper and were often difficult to catch let alone break in and ride. Jiraiya and his family owned a variety of dinosaurs, but he had made his mark in the village with his Pentaceratops, and knew it was a suitable Kyoryu to protect his family during jaunts.

"I'll get a bed ready for him once we get home, and get him hooked up to some fluids. We'll need to keep him hydrated." Sakura gently tugged on the reins, turning her Kyoryu to the right and making sure the boy remained flipped over the neck of her dinosaur. "We'll run a few blood tests and see if everything's okay, and when he wakes up we'll take it from there I guess."

"You'll take it from there. This is your idea, not mine," Jiraiya reminded her.

Sakura rolled her eyes. "I'll take it from there." She kicked her Kyoryu in the flanks, and used her fist to put pressure on a particular point of the Pachycephalosaurus' spine. "Dex, yottsu!"

After the command, her dinosaur lowered its arms to the ground. Pachycephalosaurus' are extremely fast runners, using their two hind legs to reach incredible speeds. Having this boy lying unconsciously in front of Sakura meant she needed a smoother ride to ensure his safety, so with the pinch of a vertebrae and a vocal command, she allowed the dinosaur to use all four legs to run home, making it a smoother, more comfortable ride.

As the two set off towards the jungle and away from the beach, the sun sank even deeper into the horizon. A darkness cast itself over the beaches white sand, absorbing the warmth, taking with it every last ounce of daylight. Further up the beach a sour odour of decay seeped into the air. Three figures stood in the distance, snarling and snapping at each other as they watched their pray ride off into the dense, dark bush.

Sakura patted a damp cloth along his forehead. The tiny beads of sweat disappeared, and the boy remained in a deep, sickly sleep.

"What do we have here?" Tsunade asked sternly, walking into the room and putting down her medical case. Sakura stood up to greet her mother, a nervous churn twisting in her stomach. She swallowed before stepping aside and placing the sleeping boy into view.

"Father and I discovered another boy on the east beach yesterday afternoon. There must have been another plane accident, but he's the only one who's washed up so far."

Tsunade folded her arms and raised her eyebrows unapprovingly. "So you think its okay to bring them into our house? For all you know Sakura, he could be some kind of serial killer."

"Says you, who's taken in THREE people who have washed up upon the shores."

"Yes, but they proved to be an asset to the island," Tsunade grabbed her stethoscope from her bag. "A Vet and a University professor. Two people who now play a large role in this community's survival."

"And let's not forget the third person mother dear," A smirk crept across Sakura's face as she neared her victory. "A common thief. A mere bandit with little to no use. Yet, you decided to save him, and he turned out to be quite a nice man. Just like what this boy can turn out to be."

"Control that attitude of yours missy. It'll get you into trouble one day." Tsunade smirked at Sakura before turning her attention towards the boy. She placed the stethoscope to his chest, listening intently to his heartbeat. "Heart rate sounds normal,"

"I did a quick overall check at the beach; just the leg abrasions, a broken collarbone and a small case of hypothermia. Could possibly revert to shock when he wakes up. I'll be sure to monitor his vital signs and keep a close eye on him until then."

Tsunade looked at Sakura and smirked, raising an eyebrow. "You would keep a close eye on him, wouldn't you. Those abs would be a waste to go un-looked at."

Sakura's face turned a deep shade of pink. "Mom!" she yelled, glaring daggers. "You're welcome to leave any second now!"

Chuckling, Tsunade packed her stethoscope back into her suitcase. "Don't get too caught up in all of this, Sakura," the blonde motioned towards the boy. "You have an orthopaedic essay due on Saturday."

Sakura felt her stomach drop. "But I have a speed jaunt on Saturday, I've been training for this since February. You know this." Her mind raced to the annual Konoha Speed Jaunt, a day where contestants entered a race that involved riding dinosaurs. Fast, entertaining, and incredibly dangerous, Sakura had been working her and Dex to the bone preparing for the day.

"No buts about it. I want it on my desk, eleven AM sharp." With that, Tsunade closed the door to the room. Sakura sat on the edge of the boys' bed. Her eyes rolled as she let out a long, frustrated sigh.

Having a mother who was a doctor was great in the sense that Sakura now had an extensive knowledge on diagnostic first aid. The downfall was having a career driven mother who wanted her daughter to be her successor, when all Sakura wanted to do was race.

She heard a soft moan, and the boy started to breathe up. She stood at his side and placed the damp cloth to his forehead again. He was starting to break out in cold sweats, a result of his hypothermia, and his stomach began heave. Thinking quickly, she raced toward the other side of the room to grab a bucket before racing back to his side. And just as she predicted, the boy rolled to his side, vomiting what felt like litres of sea water into the plastic bucket.

"Gross.." she mumbled, pulling his blanket over his chest before walking over to the sink to empty the bucket of vomit. She returned to his side as he began to flutter his eyes open and groan woozily.

The boy moaned as he tried to sit up. "Where… where am I…"

"Hey, hey, take it easy," Sakura said as she gently pressed his chest, ensuring he was lying down again. "You're okay now. You're a bit beat up, but you're going to be okay. Welcome to Konoha."

The brunette boy tried to steady his eyesight. The first thing he could make out was that the person beside him was female. A rather attractive female. She had choppy pink hair that sat at her shoulders, and her build was petite and slender. She was wearing khaki green shorts which sat loosely on her waist line bearing her lower stomach, and a black singlet top. A stethoscope was hanging around her toned shoulders. It appeared he was in some kind of hospital room, although there were no other beds or people. The roomed beeped with machinery, precise diagrams of the human body covered the walls, a high-tech computer and desk was set up behind him and everything seemed to look surprisingly modern. But the girl's appearance was not very professional at all, nothing like what a doctor should look like, and that bugged him.

"What happened," he said as he started to panic. He glanced down at his arms and saw tubes and needles connected to his skin. He started to shake them off as shock set in and his mind went into overload. "Get this off of me! What do you think you're doing!"

"I need you to calm down," Sakura spoke soothingly, placing a hand on his chest to try and make the boy settle. He continued to freak out, his chest rising up and down in fear. "Those are drip lines; they're just replacing all the fluids and electrolytes you lost during your accident. Every thing's going to be okay, I need you to relax so I can explain everything that's happened."

The boy, although still rather edgy, tried to relax as he sank deeper into his bed. His body ached, and he had no idea why. The last thing he remembered was being caught in a terrible storm during a sailing trip with his father and sister, and a huge wave came crashing down on the-

"My name's Sakura," the pink haired girl said softly as she pulled a chair up beside him. "My mother is a doctor here in Konoha. She's a little busy at the moment, so I'm going to be looking after you until you're feeling better. Now I'm going to ask you a few questions, and I want you to try and answer them as best as you can. There's no pressure, okay? Just take all the time in answering them as you need."

The boy nodded slowly. His head was pounding and there was a terrible ache in his right shoulder.

"Alright," Sakura began, taking out a notepad and pen. "First of all, are you able to tell me your name?"

"My name is Kiba…" he replied. His voice was a little raspy, probably a result of his shaken up condition.

"Do you have a last name, Kiba?"

"My last name is Inuzuka, but how is that important? I just need you to tell me what the hell is going on-

"Kiba you have to understand I'm going to explain everything in time, but what's important right now is getting you better and making sure your central nervous system is all okay. Do you understand?"

The boy didn't say anything. "Alright. So your name is Kiba Inuzuka, do you know how old you are Kiba?"

"Im nineteen." The boy grunted. "What sort of questions are these anyway? I'm not ten years old."

Sakura frowned at Kiba's attitude. This was going to be a lot harder than she expected.

"These are questions so I know you haven't suffered any brain damage or memory loss during your accident. Now do you mind cooperating? Because I have a very short temper, and I'm sure the last thing you want is another broken collarbone as a result of me losing my patients. Do I make myself clear?"

Kiba sat wide eyed in his bed. This girl was definitely not stuffing around. "Alright," he said, taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry. It's just I have no idea what the fuck is going on."

"I told you that I will explain everything in time. I'll gladly answer everything that you need to know, But first I need you to answer my questions. Now, do you remember the last thing that happened to you Kiba?"

Kiba looked down at the bed sheets beneath his hands. His mind drifted to the last thing he could remember, the sound of the sky above him rumbling, and the sound of water crashing hard upon the boast deck. The sky was dark and the water was even darker. It was cold and wet as lightening filled the sky, colliding with the sound of deafening thunder.

"I… I was on a sailing trip with my father and sister. We were sailing the Atlantic Ocean, uh, on our way to Puerto Rico for a holiday. We encountered a storm and the last thing I remember was a huge wave coming directly for the ship."

"I see," Sakura scribbled down notes onto her paper. "Kiba, what's happened here is actually pretty common within our community. What I'm about to tell you is… well, it's going to be quite a lot for you to take in. If you're not ready to listen to everything I'm about to say, let me know and I can leave you by yourself for a while to try and figure-

"No,' the boy said, cutting her off. "I want to know everything. I want to know where I am, where the hell this place is, and where my sister and father are."

"Well for starters," Sakura stood up and walked to the sink towards the left hand side of the room. She poured Kiba a glass of water, handing it to him and watching as he sipped at it slowly. "You're in a town called Konoha. We're a large island situated inside of the Bermuda Triangle."

"That has to be a lie. I've never even heard of Konoha before. It wasn't on my dad's map when we set sail."

"That's because… Technically, we don't exist. There's no trace of evidence that this island is even existent on any world maps." Sakura swallowed. Maybe her father was right, this was going to be a lot for the boy to take in.

"Whoa whoa whoa, so you're saying that this island is completely hidden away from the world? No governments even know it exists?"

Sakura laughed. "Well, not exactly." She stood up before taking her stethoscope off her shoulders. She grabbed a T-shirt from a drawer, and handed it to Kiba. "There are one group of people who know about the island. How about this, if you think you're feeling well enough, why don't I unhook you from all these drip lines and we go for a walk, and I can explain everything along the way?"

Kiba nodded, letting a small smirk crawl upon his face. A walk was exactly what he needed, and all this fancy medical equipment was starting to give him the creeps anyway. Sakura removed the last of the drip lines as Kiba pulled the shirt she had given him over his head. His collarbone continued to ache, the sharp pain tearing through his shoulder and chest as he pulled his arm through the sleeve. He looked down at the picture printed on the front and frowned. On it was the Skull of some kind of dinosaur, with words saying 'Stop Parasaur dehorning!' in bold writing. "Dinosaurs?" he said, raising his eyebrow. "Don't you think dinosaurs are a little bit childish?"

"Tell me; have you ever actually seen a dinosaur, Kiba?"

The brunette scoffed, trying to hold back an insulting laugh. "Does it look like I existed sixty million years ago, Sakura? Dinosaurs are extinct. Everyone knows that."

Sakura smirked before opening the door. "Yeah, sure. Extinct."

Please tell me what you think. I have the next chapter ready, but it will only be uploaded if I get enough feedback. So please review!