The Big Contest

Kiba was sitting offstage. The eighteen-year-old dog-boy was rather excited for his shot at the dance floor. He had been practicing for hours! Of course, this was an excellent feat for somebody like him.

Lee was on stage now, dancing his heart out. Kiba never really understood why the young sixth Hokage, Naruto, would hold a dance-off. He never really understood Naruto, anyway, so nothing was new.

Lee had finished, and walked off stage. Next up was Kiba. Kiba walked on stage, grinning. Oh, did I forget to mention that Gaara was MC-ing?

"Alright, here's one of Konoha's Homedogs, and I mean that as literally as possible, Inuzuka Kiba!" Gaara said, as gangstery as possible.

Gaara mashed play on an expensive jam-box, which started playing "Who Let the Dogs Out". Kiba sure had a one-track mind.

To avoid the following images entering your head and causing you to puke out your nose, ears, eyes, and any other bodily openings, the following dance scene with Kiba's horrible dance skills will be replaced with Gaara tap-dancing.

Gaara goes tap dances!

Temari is mortally wounded! Temari collapsed!

Kankuro is mortally wounded! Kankuro collapsed!

You lose…

END REPLACEMENT SCENE!

Everybody ran off to the bathrooms to puke out of there everything, and Kiba was left on stage. Gaara, stuck in the DJ booth, took out his gourd and vomited into it.

"Agh! Kiba, what the hell was that?" Naruto yelled.

"Um… d-dancing?" Kiba said, with a little bit of tears in his eyes.

"I call that 'Raping the minds of everybody by doing something that resembles raping a chicken!'" Naruto shouts, "And from now on, to save everybody from this horror, I will BAN DANCING in Konoha, until you can learn to dance!"

"BAN DANCING?" Gaara shouts, "But… What will I do when I have free time?"

"Gaara… chill, man." Naruto said, "You don't even live here."

"Oh yeah…" Gaara said, "Well, later, foo's!" Gaara takes his leave.

"I wasn't that bad, was I?" Kiba asked Naruto.

"Dude, you were totally off the wa-hizzle, a'ight?" Naruto said.

-

Kiba sat glumly at the Ramen shop, looking over at a couple on the other side of the chairs.

One was Temari of Suna, and the other was a guy with spikey red hair, dressed in mostly black, his Suna headband on his forehead. The back of his jacket said "Sen, Super Break Dancer, foo!" Kiba assumed he could breakdance. He also remembered Temari was one of the best dancers at the Dance off… Perhaps he could ask for tutoring from the two… of course, after they got their tongues out of eachother's throats.

Kiba slowly moved over to a chair beside them, and Temari looked at him.

"Oh great…" Temari said, "It's that guy who made everybody barf out of their pores…"

"Hey man, learn to dance!" Sen said.

"Yeah… um… I was just going to ask you guys… Since you two are both great dancers… could you teach me a few moves?" Kiba asked.

Sen whispered something in Temari's ear, and she chuckled a bit.

"Alright, mutt-face," Temari said, "We'll teach you how to dance."

"Alright!" Kiba said.

"Meet us over at the training grounds tomorrow at three." Sen said, "And wear loose clothing, y'know, something that you can move around in."

"Great! But, how will I pay you?" Kiba asked.

"Oh, well… how about you do everything we say until you learn how to dance?" Temari said.

"What? No way!" Kiba shouted back.

"Fine then, no dance lessons." Sen said.

"Alright, alright!" Kiba said, "I'll do whatever you say…"

"First, you have to call me Captain Awesome." Sen said, grinning.

"And you have to let me feed you veggies!" Temari said, knowing the dog-boy's one weakness.

"V-veggies?" Kiba said, nervously, "A-alright… I can… d-deal with… th-th-th-that…"

"Great. We'll see you tomorrow at three." Sen said.

-

Yah! Chapter one of Woofloose, written! Don't worry, I'm still writing Of Dogs and Men, but I just can't think of what to put for the next and last chapter… Sorry homies. I mean, dogs… guys… people…