Warning: Land of improper grammar usage ahead

Shonen Ai/ Yaoi

Possible oocness (though I tried hard not to make them that way)

Bad words of curse

I do not own Naruto, Kiba, or any other character that appears in this fic.

Rating will go up if the story gets goes in that direction.

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Please try to enjoy and not be to critical.

Kiba covered his mouth with his palm to stifle a yawn. His amber eyes traced the lines of the pages lazily. Who the hell assigns a book like Great Expectations? The longest, most pointless piece of dribble Kiba had ever had to endure reading. Right now he wanted nothing more than to be able to bring Dickens back to life, so he could kill him again.

"Hey. Can I see your notes?" a blond boy asked, reaching over to grab the notes Kiba had been taking on said piece of crap.

Kiba yanked them away before the other boy could lay his fingers on them. "Read the damn book, and take your own notes Naruto," he said glancing up. His dark hair fell in his eyes and impaired his vision of the other boy some.

"Ah. Come on Kiba. I did read it," Naruto lied. "But your notes are always so much better than mine. It's easier for me to remember details if I look at yours." He made the best puppy dog face he could, his large, bright blue eyes watering some as though he was about to cry.

Kiba shoved the notes into Naruto's lap wordlessly. More because he didn't want to see his friend fail (and he knew he would if he didn't read Kiba's notes) then because of the begging face. "You're such a retard sometimes, you know that?" Kiba said, his eyes still jumping from word to word, his brain sorting and processing the slop he was reading.

Naruto just gave a wide grin in response, and began reading over the notes. Thanks to Kiba, he was guaranteed to at least not fail this test.

"Seventy seven percent," Naruto said with glee, beaming up at Kiba. It was a few days later and their teacher was handing back the test.

Kiba rolled his eyes "One hundred and three percent," Kiba said holding up his own test for Naruto to see. He had not only gotten all the questions right, but most of the extra credit too.

Naruto frowned some, his face darkening. "Whatever," he said, glancing down at his test, a pouty tone in his voice.

Kiba's mouth twitched at the corners, turning into a slight smirk. "Maybe if you actually did the work…" Kiba paused for a moment waiting for Naruto to say something. "Hnnf" Naruto snorted. Kiba wasn't that much smarter than he was. He just did the bare minimum to get by usually. Most of the time his test scores weren't any higher than Naruto's own. It was only the past couple weeks after his teachers had had a talk with his mother about his failing grades that Kiba had really begun to put forth any effort.

"If your notes had been better I would have done better," Naruto muttered, stretching his arms out on the desk and laying his head down on top of them. Kiba snorted in response. "Make it up to me!" Naruto said suddenly glancing up at Kiba. "Buy me some ramen for dinner." "You're kidding, right?" Kiba asked, staring down at Naruto blankly. "If not for the bad notes, then for the other day that I gave you some money so you could buy lunch." Kiba clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Naruto had him there, he did owe him at least one meal. "Fine," he said finally. "But I'm limiting you to two bowls. I know how you'll gorge on food if I let you."

A grin split from ear to ear on Naruto's face. "Thanks man," he said as he got up to leave for his next class, slapping Kiba's back in a friendly manner on his way out. Kiba looked at his wallet and sighed. It looked like Naruto would be the only one eating tonight. He really needed to find a way to make some spare cash.

"Ramen. Ramen. Ramen," Naruto sang as the two boys sat at the counter of a ramen shop. "Don't make up a song to sing about a food item, or I'm disowning you," Kiba muttered irritatedly, noticing the weird looks Naruto was getting. "You don't own me in the first place. It's not like I'm your bitch."

The entire restaurant got quiet as Naruto loudly expressed the last three words. "You…dumbshit," Kiba said burying his burning red face into his hands. "Eh? Eh?" Naruto glanced around at all the people staring at him. "I was telling him I wasn't. I wasn't!" "You idiot! That makes it sound like I want you to be!"

A fit of giggles and snickers went around the room. "Is the ramen almost ready?" Kiba asked the girl behind the counter, doing his best to tune everything else out. She had her fingertips against her lips, trying to hold in laughter of her own. "Any minute now. I promise."

The rest of the meal was eaten in a moody silence. Naruto kept trying to strike up a conversation, but Kiba just gave him cold looks. Finally they paid for the meal and headed back to their dorms.

"You can't stay mad at me!" Naruto whined, tugging at the bottom of Kiba's shirt as they walked into their dorm room. "It was as honest mistake!" Wordlessly Kiba kicked the door shut and threw his bag on his bed.

"Kiiiiiiiibaaaaaa," Naruto's tone of voice was getting more high pitched and annoying. Kiba started unbuttoning his shirt, still ignoring the little blond. Naruto's face turned into a pout, and he turned towards his own bed.

Suddenly he spun around and came flying at Kiba, tackling him onto the floor. They wrestled for a moment before Kiba pushed Naruto off of him. "What the hell was that, you little freak?!" he screamed. Naruto gave him an innocent little grin. "You're talking to me again!" he proclaimed. Kiba's eyes open wide for a second, and he seemed like he was about to snap. Then a small grin spread across his face too.

He grabbed Naruto in a headlock and started giving him a noggie. "You're demented, you know that?" "Oww ow! Does this mean you forgive me?" Naruto asked, trying to pull his head free. "Sure, why not?" Kiba responded, letting go and slowly standing up. "You get so annoying if I try to ignore you anyways." He flopped down onto his bed, face first so he landed on his stomach. Naruto sat down on top of his back, still smiling his innocent little grin. "Aww, you know you love me." Kiba snorted "Yeah, sure. Just get offa me. You're heavy. Been eating to much ramen, fatty?"

Just for that crack Naruto lifted his feet off of the ground so his full weight was on Kiba. "What was that?" he asked in a child-like tone. Kiba grunted and rolled over on his side, causing Naruto to slip off his back and fall on the floor.

Standing up gingerly, while rubbing his sore butt, Naruto stuck out his tongue at Kiba. He went to his own bed, turning out the lights right before hand.

The lights were out for about ten minutes, when through the dark came a soft voice. "Hey, Kiba?…I really am sorry." A few more minutes passed by before the rough reply of "No dude. Don't worry about it." Cut through the silence. The last words of the night spoken.