Kiba is curious about the origins of Kankuro's 'skills' (not the ones that involve puppets). This is a sequel to 'Just the Way Dogs Are' and the fourth chapter of 'Gifts of the Kazekage'. This is rated M for the language, discussion of sex, and the sex itself. It is of the guy on guy variety; so if you do not like any of these things, leave now. I did not create most of these characters, but I am making them do things that could never be shown on Cartoon Network.

Lessons from the Toad Sage

One

"What? Naruto, but that's just…weird," Choji protested. "Isn't it Shikamaru?"

Shikamaru rolled his eyes, but made no comment. He went back to what he had been doing, doodling in a puddle of spilt sake. The table in front of him was covered in puffy liquid clouds.

"It's not weird! It's the kind of thing you do when you go out drinking." Naruto slapped his cup down and folded his arms, looking petulant.

"I don't mind," Kiba announced. He leaned against Naruto and tousled his hair. "In fact, I think it's kind of neat."

"Get off of me!" Naruto slapped at Kiba's hands.

Kiba flashed a tipsy grin at him. "I'll go first, then Naruto, since it was his idea, then Choji, Shikamaru, and Kankuro."

"Oh hell no! No way am I participating in any of your damn weird Leaf customs. I'm only here because I have to be."

"Would've preferred Gaara," Naruto pouted.

"You idiot. Like the Kazekage would go drinking with a bunch of chunin and a genin."

Kankuro shook his head and leaned back to drain his cup. He was the only one even close to keeping up with Choji.

Shikamaru sighed. He did not want to be here either, but orders were orders. If some higher up felt that this kind of activity would strengthen ties between the two villages, then out to a bar he would go. Neji had refused, saying that it was not a dignified activity for someone with his pedigree, Shino was off somewhere on a mission, it was a bad idea for Lee to be anywhere near a bar, and an even worse one to let Sai near Kankuro. The resulting carnage would defeat the purpose of these social outings.

"C'mon man, it's not like your giving away state secrets or anything," Kiba whined. He slid down the bench, closer to Kankuro. "It's no big deal and we all know anyways. Ino for me, Shikamaru, and Choji and Sasuke for Naruto."

"Hey! That doesn't count!" Naruto protested.

"Sure it does. You said we had to tell who we kissed for the first time."

"That doesn't count! I was trying to kiss Sakura and I missed. And stupid Sasuke got in the way."

Kankuro snorted. "You missed?! Moron. And the rest of you all kissed the same girl? That's damn pathetic."

"Hey! Take that back or I'll…" Naruto leaned forward and almost fell face first onto the table.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. This was your idea. So you can't get upset."

Naruto leaned back and muttered something about overgrown dolls. Kankuro glared at him.

Kiba turned to Kankuro. "Sooo. What about you Kankuro?"

"Not sure really. Temari had a bunch of friends over one day and they wanted to practice for some damn reason. So they practiced on me. It was stupid."

"So that's how you became such a good kisser?"

"No. But that's not what you asked, mutt."

Naruto frowned. "How would you know anything about that Kiba?"

Kiba winked at him. "Like this."

Choji half-choked on a mouthful of sake, Naruto's jaw dropped, and Shikamaru averted his gaze to the puddle-clouds. Kiba had pounced on Kankuro and started to kiss him. The Sand shinobi grunted, but he did not push Kiba away. Instead, he put his hand in Kiba's hair and pulled him closer.

After a time Kiba leaned back. The dog-nin was breathless and looked a little dazed.

"Oh, man, you're the best at that. And thanks for not wearing the make up tonight. It tastes like shit."

"For the last time idiot, it's not make up."

Kiba grinned. It was fun to tease Kankuro.

"So, where did you learn to do that?"

Kankuro rolled his eyes, but did not answer.

"Let me guess, you practiced on those creepy dolls of yours."

"They're not dolls and no."

"Then it had to be…"

"Change the subject, mutt," Kankuro growled.

Kiba pouted for a few moments. "Okay then, everyone should tell who their first was."

"No way!" Naruto protested. "That's stupid."

"No more stupid than your idea." Kiba slid back down the bench and threw an arm around Naruto's shoulders. "Don't be embarrassed. It was me for Naruto. Just a couple of weeks ago."

Kiba pulled Naruto closer and started to nibble on his ear. It was also fun to tease Naruto.

"Kiba!" Naruto was beet red. He pushed Kiba away. "No fair! And besides that doesn't count."

"It doesn't? And why would that be?"

Naruto muttered something. He hunched his shoulders up and dropped his head. He glared at the rest of the table from under his eyebrows.

Kiba tousled his hair and chuckled. "Okay, next. Choji?"

"That girl who works in the sweet shop. She's nice."

"Of course. Shikamaru?"

Shikamaru grimaced, he had been afraid of this since the whole annoying conversation had started. He looked across the table; Kankuro was staring hard at him. His stare was not as scary as Temari's, but it still made Shikamaru wish he was anywhere else but where he was. Maybe Kiba would just move on if Shikamaru ignored him. Kankuro's reaction would be bad enough, but if Temari ever found out about this conversation…

"C'mon Shikamaru. Let me guess…"

"Move on mutt," Kankuro growled. "Get this over with. You go next. And we don't need any details, just a name."

"Okay, okay. Anko."

"What?!" Naruto exclaimed. "But I thought you were…"

Kiba shrugged. "I just follow my nose, sometimes to a guy, sometimes not. It was during the chunin exams while we were waiting for the rest of you guys to show up. You guys were taking so long and we were bored, so we…"

"Don't!" Shikamaru slapped a hand to his forehead.

Kiba shrugged and then continued, "And Iruka I guess, if we are looking at it that way."

He laughed, Choji's eyes were wide, Naruto's mouth was hanging open again, and Shikamaru's eyes had rolled back in his head.

"Iruka-sensei," Choji choked out. "Our teacher?"

"It was after we had graduated, so technically he wasn't our teacher anymore. You wouldn't know it to look at him, but…"

"Kiba!" All three of the Leaf shinobi burst out.

"Kankuro? Let me guess, one of Temari's friends?"

"No."

"I know: Baki."

"Hell no! When it was time, he arranged for a woman. It's part of our training. I can't believe this village just leaves it to chance." He shook his head. "You guys are so soft."

"Hey! Take that back! What kind of training is that anyways? That's stupid!" Naruto paused. "Did he do that for Gaara too?"

Kankuro grimaced. "I don't know and I don't ever want to. It's important training because you have to be prepared in case someone tries to capture or kill you during or right after or tries to get information from you. It's amazing the things people say after and during sex." He looked at Kiba, an evil grin spreading across his face, "That is, when they aren't howling like their mutts."

Kiba slid back along the bench and leaned close to Kankuro. "All I heard was you swearing, no secrets in that."

Kankuro grinned down at Kiba for a few moments more, thinking about how he would get to hear him howl again before the night was done. He cocked his head and looked at Naruto. "I'm a little surprised at your attitude though, considering who one of your teachers is."

Naruto snorted. "Ero-sennin? Like he knows anything. All he ever does is spy on young girls."

Kankuro raised an eyebrow. "Really? Is that so?"

Kankuro's expression became distant, his eyes wandered over the other patrons in the bar. They were sitting in a booth near the back of the bar and Kankuro had taken the seat with the best view of the door. Shikamaru guessed what he was doing; even in this social situation he was still on the look out, still alert to any possible danger.

"Yeah, that's so. I can't imagine that old pervert teaching anyone anything useful about having sex." Naruto laughed. "You really don't know anything Kankuro."

Shikamaru braced himself. As usual, Naruto was saying the most foolish thing possible, and Kankuro did not suffer fools at all. He was very surprised therefore, when the big jounin did not react by putting his fist through Naruto's face. Instead, he shrugged.

"Yeah, well maybe. I suppose you're the one who knows best what he knows or doesn't know." He looked around the table. "Are we done with this stupid bonding shit yet?"

He stood and stretched, eyes wandering around the bar one final time.

"Are you coming, mutt?"

Kiba knocked Naruto face down on the table in his rush to join the Sand shinobi.

"Later guys."

Kiba grabbed Kankuro's arm and all but dragged him from the bar.

"Why's he in such a hurry?"

Shikamaru and Choji exchanged dismayed looks. It was hard to believe that someone with so much power could be so dense.

-0000-

Akamaru pushed the doggy dog open with his nose and entered the apartment. He sniffed; it was as he suspected, the Sand shinobi was with his master. Akamaru surveyed the mess; judging by the condition of the room there had been a terrific struggle that had ended with Kankuro pinned to the floor by Kiba. The Sand shinobi's arms were above his head, tied at the wrists by a strip of cloth. Kiba was kneeling between his legs, holding Kankuro's hip with one hand and stroking him with the other.

Kiba turned his head a little to gave his dog a quick nod. Then he leaned down and to lick Kankuro's chest, slipping his hand to Kankuro's ass.

"Damn it mutt! Watch the nails!"

"Heh, never mind that." Kiba's voice was low and hoarse. "Gonna turn your pretty ass red with rug burn. Gonna…"

The rest of the sentence was lost when Kankuro hooked his bound wrists around Kiba's neck, pulled him down, and kissed him. Akamaru watched the rhythmic motion of his master's back and hips for a few moments more and decided to go, the two shinobi were far from finished. But that was no problem, the soft night was still young and he could keep himself occupied. When Kankuro arched up off the floor with a muffled curse, Akamaru moved on.

Some time later, Kiba grinned down at Kankuro. "Man, you should really let me do that more often. That was great!"

He surveyed the room. "Kind of hard on the furniture though."

Kankuro snorted and stood. He headed to the bathroom, rubbing his ass and muttering.

Kiba chuckled. "Oh, just admit it. You like it."

He strolled to his bedroom and stretched out on the bed. This was the sort of inter-village bonding he preferred. It was much better than the boring meetings or stiff, formal dinners. It was too bad that Kankuro did not visit more often. However, as long as Temari remained the official liaison, his visits would be few and far between. Kiba wondered if there was an opening for someone to go to the Sand village on a regular basis, but then realized that Shikamaru would get any job like that.

Kiba sighed, it was not fair.

A hand settled on the back of his neck; Kiba twitched.

"Hey!"

"You should pay better attention."

"No fair, man. Your smell is all over me right now."

Kankuro's fingers trailed along Kiba's spine. He joined Kiba on the bed.

"You have to tell me who that woman was so I can thank her the next time I'm in your village."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You know, the woman Baki found who taught you about sex."

"You weren't paying attention, mutt. I said that she was the first person I had sex with, not some sort of teacher."

"There was someone else? Who?"

Kankuro snorted but did not answer. He pulled Kiba to his knees and slipped behind him. Kiba leaned back, putting one hand behind Kankuro's head and twisting so he could press his mouth to Kankuro's. After a long, languid kiss, Kankuro's mouth moved down Kiba's neck and along his shoulder.

"Ready already?"

Kiba could feel the answer to his own question pressed against the small of his back. Kankuro tilted Kiba's chin farther back and stroked his throat while his other hand wandered lower.

"First you're not paying attention and now I've got a hand around your throat," Kankuro purred in his ear, making Kiba shiver.

"You're one to talk. Besides who pinned who just now. If I wanted to…"

He ended with a whoosh of breath. Kankuro had pushed him face down into the bed. He lifted Kiba's hips up and spread his knees apart.

Kiba rested his chin on his forearms. "It's not fair. I never get to take you like this, but… Hey! That's cold!"

The hand that was not between his legs slapped his ass.

"Quit whining mutt. It'll warm up soon enough."

Kankuro was right about that; the combined heat of his fingers, Kiba's body, and the friction between them warmed things up in no time at all. Kiba started to rock back and forth and wiggle his hips, trying to get Kankuro to touch him in just the right way. Kankuro could do it easily, but he ignored Kiba, and kept on teasing him until Kiba growled. Kankuro laughed, it was easy to get Kiba worked up and he liked to hear the mutt growl and whimper. He curled his fingers and the growls turned to gasps.

Once he had Kiba ready, the puppeteer removed his hand. Kiba turned his head to watch Kankuro stroke himself. He loved the sight of Kankuro's body as much as he loved his smell. The puppeteer went at a slow deliberate pace, knowing that it would drive Kiba crazy. Finally he turned back to the Leaf shinobi, taking his hips in tight grip. He pushed a little way in and stopped. Kiba growled in frustration and tried to push back.

"Impatient are we mutt?"

Kankuro shifted his grip. If Kiba wanted it a little rough then Kankuro was happy to oblige; he should not be the only one to finish the evening with a sore ass. He began to move faster and was rewarded with whimpers and groans. Kiba braced his forearms on the bed and pushed back against Kankuro, urging him on. Kankuro leaned forward to kiss the nape of his neck; he wrapped his arm around Kiba, and rocked back. Kiba found himself sitting in Kankuro's lap, groaning from the combined pain and pleasure of the impact. Kankuro slipped his hands along Kiba's thighs, pulling them further apart. Kiba rocked back and forth in time with Kankuro's movement, his hands grabbing for whatever they could reach; Kankuro's hair, his hips, the sheets.

"Almost there?"

The feel of Kankuro's hot breath in his ear made Kiba shudder.

"Almost. Just…harder…"

Kankuro's fingers wrapped around the base of his erection and found a set of pressure points. Kiba moaned, no longer able to form coherent sentences or even words.

"Not yet, need to hear you howl first."

Kankuro's teeth nipped at his ear, each tiny pinch made Kiba twitch.

"C'mon, let's hear it."

The breathing in Kiba's ear became more ragged, a sign that Kankuro was reaching his climax. He released the pressure points and began to stroke and squeeze Kiba in time to his own thrusts, until the dog-nin arched back with a howl. Moments after, Kankuro grunted and clutched Kiba's hips as his own pleasure crested over him.

When their breathing had slowed, Kankuro shifted Kiba off his lap.

"I'm getting water. Do you want anything?"

Kiba shook his head. He pushed the top quilt off the bed and slipped under the sheets with a contented groan. He stretched out and waited for Kankuro to return.

"That door for your mutt's not very secure. Just about anyone could get in here," Kankuro said as he walked back in, "and your door was unlocked."

"Had my hands full before, as you will recall. Man, if you're so concerned, then you should have locked it yourself." Kiba grinned. "But you were a little tied up weren't you?"

"Bastard."

Kankuro muttered something else about lax security and got into the bed. He kicked at the sheets until they had all been pulled loose. Kiba snuggled up beside him and put his head on Kankuro's chest.

"Stop that! If you want post-coital cuddling, go find some chick."

Kiba pouted at him and made his eyes all round and puppy like.

"That's not going to help."

Kiba kept looking at him for a few moments more and then relented. He twisted around until he was comfortable, curled up as close to Kankuro as he could get without touching him.

"Man, I needed that. It's been forever."

Kankuro raised an eyebrow. "Forever? What happened to two weeks ago with Naruto?"

"Uh…"

Actually it had been even less than two weeks, but Kiba was not going to mention that to Kankuro.

"And what happened to that cute little librarian I saw you with the last time I was here?"

"Uh, well…"

Kankuro saw the sheepish, guilty look on Kiba's face and snorted.

"Don't get all weird about it. It's not like we're dating or anything."

"So you've been…"

"Unlike the soft shinobi around here, I've been working, so the opportunity hasn't presented itself. But it's not something I expected from you, so don't feel bad about it." Kankuro paused. "So you and Uzumaki, huh?"

"Yeah." Kiba grinned at the memory. "It was pretty wild. If you think I'm loud… You should've heard him. When I…"

"I don't want to know!"

"Then why did you ask?"

"I didn't ask for the details! I just thought it was weird. After all that time with the most perverted shinobi ever you'd think he'd be a little more experienced."

"It is a little weird, now that I think about it. But how do you know about Jiraiya-sama?"

"I've read the reports. Remember what my job is, mutt; I keep track of security issues for Gaara. He does have a reputation outside of this village. A well earned reputation, I might add." Kankuro grinned. "When I was younger I had a small collection of his so-called novels."

"No way!"

Kiba laughed at the image that popped into his head of a younger Kankuro reading to his puppets and then doing other things in front of them.

"Never mind about those two. You've got to tell me about this teacher of yours. How does one teach that sort of thing anyways?"

Kankuro tucked his hands behind his head. "You really want to know?"

"Hell yeah."

"Okay, I'll tell you, but I don't think you will believe me. I'm never repeating it and it had better not come up as a topic of conversation in a bar. Ever. Got that, mutt?"

"Yeah, yeah. So tell me already."