Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto does. I don't make money out of this and I don't plan on it. I just want to write.

Chapter 1

Coincidence or Not?

Sweat was dripping from my skin, my body doing its best to keep my temperature in check. It was only normal to feel this hot as I continuously thrust in and out of her, Hinata, who's been my girlfriend for 6 months. She was sweating as heavily as me, a fact that I noticed besides her two well-equipped breast that were bouncing with every push that I gave into her. She was moaning unintelligible sounds, clearly enjoying everything that I was giving her. We've been going at it for quite a while and she already reached her climax twice even before I could. I gripped on her waist tightly as I increased my pace, unable to deny that I also wanted, no needed to have my own release.

With that she squirmed even more in bed as I pounded into her with more force. She gripped hard onto my back that I could feel her nails digging through my skin. I was very close but I knew that if I didn't go faster then I would eventually grow tired of this repetitive motion that was straining my back. And after a few more of those quick and deep thrusts, I found myself seeing white as I felt my orgasm and my load spewing out of my shaft. Unsurprisingly, she also came at the same time as she uncontrollably squirmed under me, her whole body shuddering violently as the waves of pleasure hit her. She clenched her tight walls against my cock and milked it even more, draining every last drop of cum that it has to offer.

"Naruto!" I heard her scream out my name and I knew that our neighbors definitely heard what we two were doing. But I could never say her name like the way she did. In the few occasions that I said it, it was only a whisper or a grunt when I reached my climax. Somehow, I just couldn't do it. It would sound forced.

Slowly I pulled out of her and removed the soiled condom from my slowly dying erection. I tied the end of the latex and threw it in the trash bin beside the bed. I laid down with my back facing her. I flicked off the switch of the night light and I felt her covering ourselves with a blanket. She scooted closer to me and held me, wrapping her arm around my stomach. I could feel her breasts push into me. They were really well formed but soft. That at least I could appreciate.

"I love you Naruto." I heard her whisper to me. Those three words I hear every day, but those three words I couldn't say back. I knew Hinata really loves me but I also knew that I could never love her as much as she does. I do love her but it was more of a love for a friend.

I decided that I should just go to sleep but the almost silent cries that I heard from her kept me from falling into unconsciousness. Her grip on me tightened, as if not wanting to let go. She buried her face into the crook of my neck and I felt the warm liquid falling on it. I knew they weren't sweat but tears. Tears that I made her cry because of this fucked up relationship that we have.

You might be wondering what's wrong with us. Why does she love me and why couldn't I love her back? Was there another girl that I was in love with but I couldn't be with that's why I turn to her? Why do I still stay with her when I know that in the end she'll only get even more hurt because I didn't feel the same way as she does? Why do I have sex with her when I know that I couldn't get the same satisfaction that I give her?

Well, it's because I'm a coward. So what am I afraid of you ask? Many things but one of them is that I'm afraid of coming out. Yes, I am gay. I've known that I preferred men ever since junior high, when I suddenly found myself being in love with my best friend. But I never told anyone and I've managed to hide it perfectly from all of my friends. It was not that difficult acting straight. I could appreciate the female half of the population but never have I felt more for them than that. My sexual and romantic desires have only been focused on the male half of the population, especially my best friend.

So what about Hinata? Have I been deceiving her? Did she not know that I couldn't love her the same way she does because I'm gay? Well, the answer may shock you but she does know it. It was the risk she was willing to take. She convinced me to become her boyfriend, to try things out with her saying that I wouldn't know whether I really didn't like girls if I didn't try. It has been six months that passed and the time I've spent with her only proved that I'll always be a homosexual and that it couldn't be changed. So why am I still with her? I already know the answer. I've confirmed it many times. Then again it all goes back to what I told you earlier. I am a coward.

Many times it came across my mind that I should just end this relationship I have with her. It's not like she's not prepared for it. She knows that it's going to happen one day or another but I couldn't do it. A reason that I chose to be with her was because I didn't want to be alone. I grew up with no parents, transferring from foster homes to foster homes until I reached fifteen when my godfather showed up and took custody of me. I lived with him until after graduating high school but a few months after that he said that he had to travel away. I was already an adult and even though it scared me at first, I agreed to live on my own. I found a job where the pay was able to support my everyday living. My godfather gave me a bit of money monthly and somehow I managed to live decently with the goal of saving up for college. I lived by myself for a year and a half until I finally became Hinata's boyfriend and we decided to live together after the third month of dating, much to her father's disappointment. Her father didn't stop her though.

There was too much going on in my mind and I was really tired. I made her climax three times and I only got to reach it once. It was very tiring but my sexual frustrations have built up and I needed the release. Even if she was a girl, I was fine with it. A curious thing about me is that even though I'm gay, I'm not crept out by girls. Okay maybe I was especially when I did it with Hinata the first time but I have gotten used to it. Yet even so I still didn't find her breasts and her 'lower regions' to be as sexually appealing as a man's well-formed chest and abs and equipment. And every time we did it, I wished I was doing it with another man. A certain someone who left me.

Deciding that I should just postpone my thoughts for the next day, I relaxed my mind and soon I found myself in the realms of slumber.

The next morning I found that I was facing Hinata and embracing her. It wasn't something I would do intentionally but I knew my body wanted the warm feeling of having another body close to it. Her pert breasts were pressing against my chest as well as her cheek. She too was holding me as tight as ever. I knew Hinata really loves me and sometimes I wish that it could just be this way. That I could also learn to love her just as much but to me she has always just been a friend. A very close friend that I live together with and sometimes have sex with but never making love with.

She must have felt my slight shuffling because I saw her open her eyes, pale white pupil's that intrigued me the first time I saw them. She leaned to kiss me on the lips softly. I received it and put a little effort of returning it. She would usually be the one to initiate our kisses and whenever she did I have always done my best to ensure that I kissed her back.

"Good morning." she greeted me. I greeted her too as it was a routine that I was following. "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit." I mumbled.

"I'll go make us something." She gripped the blanket and took it off her. The sunlight passing through the window shone on her naked body as she stood up. She was truly a beautiful woman and I'm sure that many guys would have been jealous of me to have her. By then, she wasn't uncomfortable being naked around me even if it didn't involve our bedroom activities. She grabbed a t-shirt from my drawer, large enough to cover to about her mid-thigh. People may think of Hinata as a very shy girl but I could say that she was way past that phase by now.

When I heard that she had reached the kitchen, I decided that I might as well get out of bed and take a shower. The digital clock on the nightstand read 7:25 which made me panic for a little bit but then I remembered that it was a Saturday and my shift at the mall wouldn't be until 1 PM. I worked at a sports equipment store that also sells gym equipment. I'm a fitness enthusiast and I dream of being a sports trainer but since I still didn't have enough money for college, I chose to work on that store as it was in line with what I want. I enjoy my job very much as well as speaking to the different people who were buying the equipment so it didn't really bum me that much that I couldn't be the sports trainer I planned to be yet.

I mentioned that I was also a fitness enthusiast and by that I meant that I go to the gym at least 3 times a week. I planned to go to the gym today to release all my pent up energy and to maintain my muscles' tone.

And so I got up and took a nice, warm shower. After that, I put on a pair of shorts and a tank top that I'll be wearing at the gym. I put on socks and my very comfortable orange running shoes. My wild blond hair seemed fine so I didn't bother combing it and it wasn't that it wouldn't just spring back up into its wild style if I did bother combing it. I made my way downstairs to find that Hinata had already finished making breakfast. There were fried rice, eggs and bacons, just the perfect meal to fuel me before I start my workout.

I noticed that Hinata hasn't eaten yet but it didn't surprise me that she wanted to wait for us to eat together. Seriously, it's like we're a married couple instead of just boyfriend and girlfriend who decided to live together. If I was straight I'd no doubt ask her hand in marriage but I'm definitely gay so I knew I really wouldn't have a very fulfilling relationship if I stayed with her. You may think that maybe sometimes I wished I was straight but no, never have I thought about it. Well maybe back when I was still confused but once I've finally accepted the fact that I'm gay, the thought never came back. I like cocks and that's final. So why the hell am I still staying with her?

I moved towards her seat and gave her a quick peck on the cheeks. She blushed at it and no matter how many times I've done it she seemed to always do that. So like I said, sometimes I initiated kisses too. Well, this one was just a peck on the cheek, not a kiss on the lips and it was more of a routine than a show of affection. Honestly, I did try to love Hinata back as she did so I would always do things like that before to see if maybe I could get some fulfillment out of it but I didn't and it sort of became a habit. Oh did I confuse you even more? Oh yeah because I said I didn't want to be straight? Well I don't, but that doesn't mean I didn't want to at least love Hinata like she does to me back. At least her.

"I'm going to the gym this morning after breakfast." I told her.

"Okay. Ino asked me yesterday to help her shop this morning. The mall opens at 9 so she'll pick me up at 8:50. I'll probably be there until afternoon. I'll just make you lunch after I eat." she offered.

"No you don't have to do that Hinata. I'll just eat outside for lunch. You just worry about preparing yourself for when Ino comes." I said to her. She's done so much for me already so the least I could to was not work her out too much.

"Thank you Naruto."

"I should be the one thanking you Hinata. You already made breakfast for us and then you offered to make lunch for me. You're the kindest person I've ever met." I said sincerely.

Hinata blushed at my compliment. She was really happy every time I appreciated what she does for me so I never forget to show it to her.

We finished our breakfast and I noticed that it was already 8:10 so Hinata should really be taking a shower now if she didn't want to be late. Girls just take too long in the bathroom. I went to the living room and opened the TV. I flipped the channels and found District 13 playing. The movie was really cool with all its parkour and free running. When I first watched that movie I really wanted to try those moves but there weren't really any traceurs who did it in the city so I passed on it.

After watching for about half an hour, I got up from the couch, deciding that the food on my stomach has already settled and that I'd be able to jog my way to the gym. I got my small bag which contained a shirt that I'll use as change after workout, my gloves, a tumbler filled with sports drink and a small towel. I called out to Hinata to tell her I was heading out. I heard an 'Okay, be safe.' from her and then I was already outside and jogging to the gym.

I arrived at the gym at around 9. The twenty minute jogging to the gym was enough for my warm-up. I entered the establishment to find about only five people working out inside. I quickly logged in and went straight to a wide space inside the gym. I still needed to do my stretches and range of motion exercises to prepare my body for the coming workout. As I did my stretches, I heard the ring of the bell indicating the door opening. I saw that four of the guys whom I saw earlier when I came in heading out, leaving only me and this one guy who was doing some biceps curls alone. Well not alone exactly since the fitness trainer who owned the gym was sitting on one side and reading some men's magazine about body fitness.

Getting back on my workout, I finished doing my stretches and range of motion exercises and deemed myself ready to pump some iron. I got a bar from the racks and placed it on the flat bench. I loved doing bench presses. It's one of the exercises where I can lift the most. The pecs are huge muscles and I really like shaping them up. I placed the bar and made sure to align it properly so that when I put the first plate, it wouldn't topple over. I got two 50 lb plates, holding them with each hand. I placed them in the bar and adjusted it to the center. I always started at 100 lbs even though I can lift way much more than that. As they say, always condition the muscles first if you don't want to get sore or injured.

Since it was a relatively light weight, I didn't bother to ask for a spotter. Bee, the fitness trainer was still probably busy as well as the other guy who was doing the biceps curls. I've never seen him before. He must be new to the gym or maybe we workout at different times and just hadn't bumped with each other before. I laid on the bench and placed my hands on the bar, careful to always maintain the neutral position of my wrist. I didn't want to injure it because it's a joint that doesn't always go back to good as new just by resting for a few months.

I pushed the barbell up, releasing it from the bench and as I inhaled, I let it drop down slowly until the bar was only about two inches above my chest. And then as I exhaled, I pushed it up. It was light, like I was pushing without resistance. But I still maintained the correct form and didn't hasten my warm up set. I managed to do about 20 repetitions until I placed the barbell back on the bench's holder. I sat up and circumducted my shoulders just to feel my muscles. Now it was time to increase load. I went to pick yet another pair of 50 lb plates and placed it on the barbell. Now this one would be a little harder. I positioned myself on the bench once again. I gripped the barbell and then that's when I heard someone call me.

"Hey, do you want me to spot for you?" I turned my head to the left and found that it was the guy who was doing the curls earlier who asked. I didn't notice it earlier since he was far away but now that he was just about 5 feet away and looking down on me that I realized that he was hot. He was definitely my type: dark brown hair in its own wild style, tan skin, dark eyes and two pointy canines. He had two red fang tattoos on his cheeks and his body was just so ripped that the muscles were clearly outlined in his black tank top. It was godlike. There was sweat on his forehead and on those big guns of his but it only defined their shape more. And once I was done looking at his body I once again returned to look at his face. There was a mischievous smirk that curled on his lips and that was when I realized that I just checked him out. And he caught me checking him out. I hoped that he wasn't a homophobe because I didn't think I could stand being ridiculed and treated like dirt, the very reason I was so afraid of coming out.

"So, do you want me to spot for you or not?" he repeated his question. I exhaled deeply in relief. So maybe he didn't think that I was checking him out. But whatever reason there might be for him not to mention it, I was just grateful that he didn't.

"Yeah sure. Thanks for your offer." I replied, trying to sound as natural as possible. I returned to my original position under the barbell and then the 'hot' guy placed his hand on the center of the bar where he would support me.

"Okay on three." he said, and I readied myself for the weight and took a deep breath. "One, two and three."

I pushed the barbell as hard as I could and lifted it from the bench's holder. He assisted me in taking it off but I wanted to lift it on my own first. And besides, if there was ever that slight chance he was into guys too, I would definitely want to show off. Yeah I wished.

"Okay. Let me have all the weight first. I'll tell you if I need assistance." I instructed him. I heard him say okay and then I let the barbell go down. I could feel the weight pushing down on my muscles. Unlike the warm up set, this time I had to give it my all. I knew that I could do ten repetitions and for the first five reps, I managed to do it perfectly. But during the seventh rep was when I felt the heavy strain on my muscles. I still tried to do it with perfect form as possible but it was like my strength was going away. Each rep took two times longer two perform. The last reps were always the hardest yet the most important part. It was the time where the muscles overexert and tear, which is the goal of body building. Muscles get small tears and then once you get enough rest, the body would repair it but better than it was before because the body wouldn't want it to get torn again. It's an adaptive mechanism.

"Come on, you can do it." I heard my spotter encourage me. And when I heard it, it was like my strength returned. I only had two reps left to lift and as if like magic, I was able to do the remaining reps like I did in the first reps. I didn't feel the pain I had to endure. I returned the barbell to the holder and at last my body was free from the iron that weighed more than my own body. I was breathing hard as I sat up.

"That was awesome. Usually people have the hardest time during the last reps but you lifted the last two reps as if they were your first two. And I didn't even help you lift the load. I just stood guard." he said, his expression showing that he was really impressed.

"Thanks." I said to him.

"Yeah no problem. I'm Kiba by the way." he introduced himself and reached out his right hand to me. I took it and shook hands with him.

"I'm Naruto. I haven't seen you here before. Did you use to go on another gym?" I asked.

"Yeah. I used to go to the one located downtown but since I got a new apartment in this area, I had to find another place to train and this was the one that caught my eye." he said. It took all I had to stay calm 'cause looking at him right then was really making me nervous. He didn't seem to notice how uneasy I was becoming as he continued speaking. I didn't usually have a problem with talking to guys before but there was just something different about him. He's hot alright and there were also other hot guys who lifted in the gym but they never had this effect on me like he did.

"Hey, are you doing anything tonight?" he asked and that actually surprised me. What on earth did he just say? Was he like asking me out? Whatever it was I answered him truthfully.

"I have work tonight. Why do you ask?" I was curious about his reason. You don't usually ask those things to strangers you just met, especially when both of you are guys. I mean isn't that the line guys usually use when they want to get a date with a girl?

"Oh that sucks. I thought maybe I could ask you to play some basketball with us tonight. One of my friends can't come and we're one player short." he said with disappointment.

"Sorry, but even if I were free tonight, I don't actually play basketball." I told him.

"Oh I didn't think about that. I should have asked that one first. Anyway, I think I've rested for too long so I'm gonna go back to my set." He walked towards where he was doing the biceps curls earlier.

"Want me to spot for you?" I offered him, only realizing what I said once it came out of my mouth. I had to get close to him. He was so my type and even though there was the huge chance of him being straight, I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity given to me. As long as I got to watch him up close. It was an unusual thing for me to do as I was shy around guys but even I couldn't understand why I did it and from where did I get the guts to offer him something like that.

"Yeah sure. Could really use some help too." he accepted and I was just jumping for joy inside.

Throughout the whole gym session, Kiba and I have spotted for each other. I've never lifted so much weight in my entire life but with him there it felt like reserved power flowed through me. I had to impress him and I suppose I did but still, he was way stronger than me. I could definitely see it from his body built because I kinda spent most of my time checking out, doing my best not to get caught. It was a good thing that there wasn't any other gym members who came so it was just us and the instructor who was busy reading that were inside the gym.

I've finished my session earlier than he did. He said he was still going to do cardio training so I told him I'd be heading off. I had to get home because I still have my shift for the afternoon at the mall so I took my leave.

"It was nice meeting you Naruto." he said to me with a smile. "Maybe we'll bump into each other again here."

"Yeah. It was nice meeting you too Kiba." I replied nervously. I've never met someone as friendly as him before. Except besides me. And that smile of his, I loved it. It was genuine and it almost made me want to stay longer. But I had work and I didn't want to get fired so I exited the establishment and jogged back to my apartment. I'd be taking my shower there.

My shift was the same as usual. Walking around the store and offering help to the buyers who asked which shoes to buy for this kind of sport, or which brand of ball I would recommend. I like my job and I could say I'm pretty good at it too. The store sells different equipment and when it comes to the gym equipment, I know them inside out.

It was half past four and I've been working for 3 and a half hours already. I have my break at 5 PM and then I resume at 6 till 10. Saturdays and Sundays were the busiest days and I've been walking back and forth and have spoken to about 30 different customers since my shift started. Hinata texted me that she was still in the mall along with Ino who just couldn't seem to stop shopping. She asked me if I wanted to have her buy me food so she could drop it at the store I work at before she and Ino went home. I texted back and told her to buy me some burgers and a bottle of water. She replied and said she'd be here at around 5.

So, I still had about 25 minutes before she gets here. If I was any other guy I would have been looking at the clock and wishing for it to go faster so I could meet up with my girl but I just didn't feel that way about her. She was really just like a friend to me, a best friend. I'd love to be with her but not as much as I should be.

"Hey uhm, excuse me. Can I get some help over here?" I heard someone call from behind me. It seemed like I was lost in my thought so it took a while before I responded. But that voice, I knew I heard it from somewhere before. Sometime recent. And when I turned around I was proven correct as I saw Kiba standing right in front of me.

"Oh Naruto, it's you? So this is where you work?" Kiba had a look of surprise on his face just as I did.

"Kiba?" What a coincidence meeting a person you just met earlier again on the same day.

"What a coincidence." he remarked, speaking the same thought that I just had. What was he doing here? Somehow I couldn't believe that this was just coincidence. There had to be a reason behind this.

"Yeah. So, what can I help you with?" I asked him professionally. He was a customer after all.

"I need a pair of shoes that I can use for parkour. It has to be light yet can absorb shock efficiently and has a good grip on the ground. And if it can support the ankles firmly then much better." he described.

"I know just the thing. Follow me sir."

"You don't have to call me sir. I mean we already know each other." Kiba told me, chuckling a bit. He must have found it a little funny that I just called him 'sir'.

"Sorry, it's just I'm used to calling my customers like that, Kiba." I said his name, following his request. Once again I walked towards the shoe section and made sure Kiba was following me. I couldn't help but feel nervous around him again.

I searched the shelves looking for a certain brand that just came out a few months ago. That brand was specially designed for traceurs(1). I gave him a black shoe that had a red lining, a reminiscent of the tattoos that were on his cheeks. He took it and inspected the shape and design.

"Well you certainly know what shoe to give me. I like the design but I have to give it a try."

"I'm sure you won't be disappointed. This Tobu(2) brand is specially made for parkour. I've tried one of them myself." I informed him. It was part of the job because it would be hard to recommend when you yourself haven't experienced using the items you sell.

Kiba put on the pair of shoes and when it was snuggly fitted, he tried jogging in place, even jumping and landing as softly as he could on the floor, his knees bending gracefully like a true parkour master.

"These are awesome. I'll take them." he said enthusiastically. It seemed like the shoe impressed him a lot and he was really looking forward to trying it.

"Just follow me." I led him to the counter and there he paid for the shoes. It was $140 so whatever Kiba did for a living, it certainly wasn't like what I was doing. When he finished paying, he walked back towards me and then again I felt a little nervous.

"Hey thanks for the help." he said to me with a smile.

"No problem. It's my job anyway." I shrugged. Well it was true but I'd certainly do anything for a guy as hot as him.

"May I… ask you something?" His voice was low but kind of serious and he was looking at me straight in the eye. Oh no, could it be about what happened in the gym earlier?

"Uh sure, what is it?" I asked anxiously. He then moved closer towards me, too close for having to ask a question. I couldn't move as he neared me and then I could feel his warm breath near my ears. What was he going to do?

"Na-naruto?" That voice, Hinata. I turned at the direction and saw her holding at least 4 different shopping bags which surprised me as she was not really the type of girl to go for shopping. Then I suddenly remembered that Kiba was about to ask me something but when I turned back he already moved away. And then remembering that it may have something to do with earlier events, I sighed in relief. Nice timing Hinata.

"Oh Hinata." I greeted her in return as I turned back again to her direction. "I'm talking with a customer so could you wait a little bit?"

"Oh I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have interrupted." she apologized.

"Nah don't worry too much. This one's an acquaintance of mine. I met him earlier in the gym." I introduced Kiba to her.

"Yeah it's okay, uhm, Miss Hinata." Kiba said to her. I saw Hinata blush a little. It wasn't everyday someone called her a 'Miss'. "It may be rude to assume, but are you his girlfriend?"

"Yes. Hinata's my girlfriend." I told him. If I didn't want Kiba finding out about my secret preferences, then I had to show him this so he wouldn't even consider it if by any chance I slip up on my acting or if it just looked so obvious that I was checking him out earlier. If he finds out I'm gay then he'll probably stay away from me and I didn't want that.

"You sure found a beauty, Naruto." Kiba complimented. "Anyway, I have to go. I still have a basketball game to attend to, remember?"

"Oh yeah I do." I said, being reminded of how Kiba asked me to join him. I wish I could but I have work and I wasn't really into that game.

"Then, see you next time if we ever bump into each other at the gym." He turned around and headed for the exit.

"See you." I said before he got out of hearing distance. He then turned his head and gave a smile to me, or a smirk. I was slightly surprised by that. It really felt like there's something about Kiba that I just couldn't put a finger on. He really intrigued me especially how he acted today.

"Uhm, Naruto?" Snapped back from my thought by Hinata's sweet voice, I turned to her and saw her handing a paper bag to me. It was probably the burger I had her buy and come to think of it, I was getting hungry.

"Thanks Hinata." I said as I took the package.

"I should go. I wouldn't want to keep you from work and get you fired now would I?"

"There's no customer at the moment anyway and I do have 5-6 as my break remember?" I reminded her. She nodded at the realization. "I'm sure my boss wouldn't mind. So, did you and Ino have fun?"

"Yes. I actually enjoyed the shopping. Though not as much as Ino did. But maybe we can do it together sometime, just the two of us." she suggested. She's my girlfriend and it would only be natural for her to say things like that. And for me, I couldn't say no because I wouldn't want to disappoint Hinata.

"Sure. Would you want to go tomorrow?" I asked her. Yeah sure I said that I'm gay and that I couldn't reciprocate to Hinata the extent of her feelings for me, but that didn't mean I didn't enjoy going out with her. Best friends hang out with each other and she's like my best friend/girlfriend. It sounds crazy right?

"I think next Sunday would be fine. My legs are really tired right now. Ino and I have been walking around for five hours." I chuckled at her statement. Imagining Ino with her high heels, I wondered how she managed to endure all that pain and walking for five hours. All for the name of shopping and looking glamorous I guess. I'm just glad Hinata's not like that.

"We should oversleep tomorrow, sounds good, ne?" I suggested.

"Yes." she agreed.

After a little more chit-chat with Hinata, she then said her goodbye and went home. I went to the backroom of the store to eat my fast food dinner. I opened the brown bag to see a King Sized burger with all its TLC and half-inch thick meat. As I started munching on the burger, my thoughts drifted off to Kiba.

I never expected meeting him again today. Could this meeting have meant something? A sign maybe? What I did know was that I really found him attractive. His tan skin, his wild brown hair and those dark eyes. He was so hot and those red fang tattoos only made him look more… feral and dominating. And when he took off his shirt earlier to wipe off the sweat on his body, god I almost lost grip on the dumbbell I was holding. He was ripped. A body that Michaelangelo couldn't have matched with his sculpting. For a moment there I actually imagined what it would be like if he was on top of me. If Kiba was anything, he looked like a dominating one and it's something I want that Hinata could never give. I wanted to be dominated.

But then again, it led to the thought that there was no way he was gay. There was just no chance. I admit it. My life is so fucked up.

A/N:

So I finally started on rewriting this story. The main goal is to fix discrepancies in the story and to catch wrong grammar and words that seem to be out of place and replace them. I may have difficulty in choosing what tense to use but I'm sure that wouldn't make much difference..

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(1) Traceur – A person who does parkour, a discipline with the principle of achieving the most efficient way from point A to point B.

(2) Tobu – I don't know if any real Tobu brand exists but I made it up because Tobu means 'to fly' in Japanese.