Swimming in Hearts

By Hiddnleaf

Theme Song: I Can't Stop by Flux Pavillion (Play the song as you read)

A/N: Well, I hope to get back in the business! Hope you like this AU story about hunky Kiba and cute Naru :) read on! NOTE:This isn't a story about random hookups, so if your looking for that, please look elsewhere; but don't worry, there will be one eventually ;)

Kiba-

One Lap. Breathe. Stroke. Stroke. Breathe. Two Lap. Repeat.

That's the one thing on my mind, and I just gotta swim my way out of this. I can't stop. Keep going. One arm behind the other. I get out of the pool, dry off quickly, and head for the smooth tile of the locker room. The grimy walls and rusted wall lockers line up in rows, and I go to mine. I grab my boxers, change as fast as I can, and get out of that retched place. I quickly get back into society, with cold dark hallways, and nobody around. I guess this is what you get when you're a one person swim team.

Except today was different. There was one boy in the hall. One. The boy that just moved here. He's different. I can't quite put my finger on it, but he's different. Kind of like me. How I am the only one who loves swimming, in my entire grade. He has spiky blond hair, and is about three inches shorter than me. It's well past six o'clock, so I might as well give him a ride home.

"Hey... whatchya doing here? It's really late..."

"Ya.. I know.. But..." He said precariously.

"What is it?" I asked trying to be nice.

"My dad said he was going to pick me up today after school. No doubt about it. He almost always means it..." He said straight into my eyes.

"Well, don't you have any friends to give you a ride home or something?" I ask again.

"No." He stated more than bluntly.

"Well... Errm... Come with me... I'll give you a ride." I offer at him, and he jumps at it.

"Well, thanks..." He said coming along to my old hand-me-down car.

"How old are you? I mean, you're not driving yourself..." I ask turning on the ignition.

"I'm 15. I just moved here, so don't expect me to know exactly where my house is." He said very nicely. 'Great...' I thought to myself. 'I'm gonna be driving this kid home all night..'

"Hey, I don't even know your name... sorry about that, I'm Naruto Uzumaki. And you are...?" He started asking me the questions as I drove out of the empty parkway.
"I'm Kiba Inuzuka, I'm 16, and I live right back there..." I point directly behind us.

"Oh... okay. I think I remember I live over here..." He points in a dark alley, off the main street.

"Are you sure?" I really don't want my car stolen tonight. "Ya, I'm positive now."

I pull in, and realize he really doesn't have much of a house. He lives in a one bedroom apartment, with bars on his windows. Is this guy some sort of freak? Is he a murder? What's up with this? Where are his parents? A million questions pop up into my mind. But I guess he realized that, and He answered them all for me.

"I know, I know. I live in a shit dump. It's all I can really afford, mainly because my dad kicked me out... see, mom died, and then he just started being mean, and I tried to run away, and then when I was walking out the door, he said that he'd get me at school, in one month, and bring me home. And today was that day. And he never showed up... " He said too quickly, and almost to tears. I feel so bad for this poor kid. Literally, I'd let him stay at my house rather than letting him fend for himself in this back alley.

"Well, let's go inside Naruto... I'll be there if you need anything..." I pat him on the back, but he shrugs my hand away.

"No... I'm fine... that was a month ago. I can handle it. You come inside, the least I can do is feed ya for driving me home. Com'on." He said with a half-smile half-tear as he opened the car door. I guess I'm eating here tonight. I text my mom that I'm eating out. I unbuckle and get onto his porch, and he invites me in. His house on the inside isn't that bad. It's nicely decorated, and neat, and something almost unbelievable for a fifteen year old to pull off. But he had some ramen inside the microwave faster than I could take my coat off, so I guess it all works out.

"So, Kiba. What do you do?" He asked as the microwave was running.

"Mmm, Not much. Just a lot swimming here and there, and hoping to go into animal science." I say, "I hope to be a vet someday... maybe even a dog trainer. Or a pro swimmer if I get that good."

"Sounds cool! I think I'm going to be a cook, or maybe a senator, or something like the president. All ways wanted to be in charge, I guess." He said with a smile. Well aren't those two careers completely different. Not what I'd expect, but who cares. This kid lives on his own and he's fifteen. He's above me in most places.

"Well, thanks for inviting me in!" I say as I draw down to the small table. He places the ramen bowl in front of me, and my nose begins to tingle. It's a bit tasty if you ask me. Just like his shoulders.

"Well, thanks for driving me home! It's the least I could do. Haha! I love my ramen! I live this stuff pretty much!" He said way more enthusiastically than his voice in the car.

"Well let's dig in." I say as I take a small forkful and shove it in my mouth. It's amazing. I can see why he can live on this stuff. I finish my bowl quickly, and put it in the small sink. "Well I guess I'll be going now..."

"Well, Ok then. I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow... Oh! I forgot to tell you something about me in the car... My dad kicked me out because I was gay."

A/N: whaaaaaaaaat? Homophobic fathers? Whaaaaaaat? That's not good. I'll make another chapter tomorrow! Keep reading! Really hope you liked it! Please tell me If it dragged on in some spots, or If I got the right touch yet. Review if you like it, Favorite if you don't! Well, I'm done! Buh bye! Hiddnleaf –Out!