Naruto Chicken Soup!
A/N: This is a series of one-shots and drabbles. It is my own perverted chicken soup. They range from harmless fluff, to hardcore smex! Enjoy, and REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto!
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A is for Animal
Pairing: Kiba/Sakura
Rated: T
Words: 265
Sakura didn't know how she had gotten herself into this. Somehow, that cute puppy dog look Kiba gave her had gotten to her, again. And now she was running in the forest, trying to win a game. Kiba knew she was competitive, and had used it against her. Sometimes she wished she could just go back in time, and stab herself for agreeing.
It was the oldest game made in history, tag was its name. However, this was a special brand of tag it was ninja tag. Ninja tag was more thrilling; you had more of a chance to be hit by chakra. Her tired legs told her to stop and rest, but the sound of Kiba nearing made her pump more chakra to her legs.
Before she could move away from the attack, she tripped on a root. Falling face first into the hard ground. "For Kami fuckin' sake!" Sakura grumbled as she got up. "Already giving up, well that's to bad for you Sakura," Kiba chuckled as he watched Sakura dust herself off. "I should accidentally throw my fist at your cute face," Sakura growled.
Kiba pushed himself off the tree he had been casually leaning on, and headed towards Sakura. "Sounds fun, but I got something else on my mind," Kiba said slamming his lips onto Sakura's. To make his point clear he rubbed his erection against her. Sakura mewled happily, agreeing with Kiba's suggestion. "Kiba, you are an animal," Sakura half laughed, half moaned as Kiba pulled her panties down. "You know it," Kiba chuckled. He really did love ninja tag.
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A/N: You might be wondering where Akamaru is. Well, Chouji, LOL, is eating him! Sorry for the clichéd ending, and Sakura's responses. But anyway, please review! Spread the love, and PRESS the BUTTON!