Note from the Junkie: Hello, everyone! Thank you for taking the time to read my Original Character story. For those who have read my work before, i'm trying something completely different with this story. Each "scene" will have the perspective of multiple characters, this chapter for example is written entirely from Kiba's P.O.V. The dialogue and setting are repeated, but the 'emotional meat' is all Inuzuka flavored. I'm so excited to write more and as always comments and reviews are more than appreciated, they make me dance! A special thank you to: kibainuzukalover145 my first follower on this story, fellow Inuzuka fan and a generally kool person. Go check out her work too if you haven't already!
Enjoy chapter 2 of Love...Stupid!
-Kiba-
How I ended up in B.A.D on a Tuesday night? I'd been out walking with Akamaru when I'd caught my lady's scent of chocolate, spice and leather. She was delicious. And just like every single time I caught her scent, I got hard. There was no way I could go home with a…problem, so I sent my dog away and followed Kiera.
Clubs gave me headaches. Not only were the lights going on and off sporadically but the music was too loud and the smell of horny people wearing cologne clogged my nostrils and made it impossible to focus. My eyes scanned the crowd, looking for anything silver. Silver meant Kiera, and I didn't know how I felt about that. She was the love of my life and I couldn't be with her, all because of my stupid Ma. Silver! Damn, it was just a tank-top. Look at me, Kiba Inuzuka heir to a clan and one of the best ninja in the village, getting anxious over a tank-top. That's what Kiera did to me. That…sexy woman could turn me into a stupid, horny teenager in seconds. And I hated it. I didn't want to hurt her, or Taki for that matter but, Kiera did things to me that no one else could. I felt so good around her, and her damn legs…to die for.
"Kiba? What are you doing here?" The innocence in the voice sounded abnormal in a place like this so I turned around, half expecting to find a small kid looking up at me. Instead, it was a friend of Kiera's, Mo. If Mo was here that would mean that Kiera hadn't left yet, but where was she?
"Hey Mo, did Kiera drag you along again?" I ordered a drink from the pin-cushion of a bar-tender and sat down on the stool next to her, which if I concentrated smelled like my girl.
"Yea. It's hard to say no to her once she sets her mind on something."
"I know the feeling…" Mo suddenly found the floor fascinating to look at and didn't say any more. Fine. If she wasn't gonna bring it up, then I would. "Where's my lady?"
"…in the bathroom." Pin –cushion handed me my glass, spoke to Mo in a hushed tone and excused himself. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him walk down the hallway that led to the 'back rooms; that was not good. "You just missed her."
"I'm not a fucking idiot Mo." I downed half my glass at once and the familiar burn of alcohol did nothing to stop the question that seemed intent on being asked from escaping my mouth. "Who is she with?" Again, I wasn't sure if I wanted to know or continue living oblivious. Kiera could do that to a guy, confuse him beyond belief and turn him crazy.
"Sai."
"Sai." I pictured the Anbu artist in my head; and wondered why the hell she'd want to sleep with a guy who you can't even have a normal conversation with. He was so different from me…why? But then again, maybe different was what she needed. Wanted? No—I couldn't let myself think like that. Kiera was my lady and she loved me, in her own way. She didn't need anyone else, or at least that's what I kept telling myself as I grew angrier. How long did it take to find someone back there? If she wasn't out in two minutes I'd go back there and rip her off of him myself! I felt my claws begin to grow as I pictured her perfect body bent in pleasure for his cock, the way she took it was so fucking sexy…she practically begged me to fill her and we always fucked like an alpha and his bitch. Kiera was my fucking bitch and that little pussy of a man thought he could screw her without consequences, oh the next time I saw that fucking bastard. "Where the fuck is she Mo? I'm not gonna sit here and wait for her to get done blowing him."
"She'll be—here she is. Kiera!" Mo frantically motioned her over, she must have seen how pissed I was getting. Fuck, that woman was sexy. There was only one thought in my mind as she approached the bar, I'm gonna fuck the shit outta her!
"Took you long enough." I sipped my drink and enjoyed watching her squirm under my gaze, I was practically undressing her with my eyes. Unconsciously I licked my lips, she looked so good. My dick grew even harder just looking at her in those damn pants. She wore them to piss me off and turn me on at the same time, they framed her cute little ass nicely but her legs were hidden, those cargos left everything to the imagination. I loved Kiera's legs. They were long and graceful with just the right combination of muscle and shape, not to mention they looked amazing wrapped around me. "We both know I hate to be kept waiting."
"I'm sorry." She had that teasing, sultry tone to her voice so I knew she wasn't. Not to worry, she'd pay for it later. "You look great puppy." That stupid nickname she'd given me back when we were kids sounded so dirty now, so wrong. And then it was my turn to melt under the blatantly sexual scrutiny of her eyes. I could follow the path of her dark blue irises as they traveled down my body, coming to a stop at my dick. "So sexy."
"You smell delicious Kiera." I grabbed her tiny waist and she didn't need much initiative to get in between my legs, because she belonged there. Her hips moved against mine and her belt buckle rocked into my painfully hard cock, I hated when she did that. "Damn, baby if you keep doing that I'll fuck you right here, right now." The scent of her arousal spiked and I needed more of the scent that acted like an addicting drug to me. My tongue traced the line of her jugular and I felt her pulse quicken beneath my touch. Kiera moaned and her neck tilted back invitingly, I resisted the urge to sink my teeth in.
"Kiera, I'm going to get home now, okay? See you tomorrow."
"Alright, thanks for the help Mo."
Kiera stumbled over her words, it was cute. But if I ever told her that she'd bitch so, I settled for smirking to myself and mouthing the place where her neck and shoulder met. "Yea, thank you…now I get to take this sexy thing home. But seriously, can you make it back alright."
"Oh…you're welcome Kiba. And don't worry I've walked home countless times, what's one more."
I looked at Kiera and was met with eyes that were the darkest blue staring up at me lustfully, I was sure my own were smoldering and for a few seconds we were motionless and silent. I was being surrounded by her lovely scent and it was driving me crazy. I would have been content to just stand there, breathing her in indefinitely but was shocked out of my drugged-like state by a feather light touch to my slash marks. Her touch was something I'd been missing terribly, and her slightly cool fingertips felt wonderful against my skin. Lithe hands started to course up and down my body and I had to resist the urge to whimper as she played with my nipples through the material of my shirt, I settled for growling at her hoping it would warn her to not touch me there again. All that did however, was turn her on even more and I could fucking smell it! "Fuck baby…can we get outta here?'
"It's a long walk, you gonna make it?" The little bitch started caressing my dick through my jeans and yanking on my hair, two moves I liked…a lot. I hated doing it but I let myself have a moment of submissiveness and allowed her to her play with me because there was no way I could stop the flow of moans and other things from pouring out of me. "By the feel of this I don't think so."
My head snapped up at that sarcastic little comment and fingers moved on instinct to unbutton her sexy cargo pants and get inside her…tight, hot, and so wet. Fuck. The noise she let out as I started to finger her was beautiful, and as she began to move with my hand's motions I remembered that my claws were out. Kiera liked it rough so I gave her just that, little breathy cries and sexy moans punctuated the air as my claws started fucking dancing inside her, I was so good with my hands I could get her to cum any time I wanted. But, she'd tormented me and this was sweet payback. "You're so wet I don't think you'd last either." She loved it when I talked dirty to her, the little slut, and the more I spoke the closer she got to the edge; which was a good thing because we needed to finish this quickly before people started to pay too much attention. "Baby, that's it. Moan for me, fuck yea…you feel so good. Can't wait to be buried inside you."
"Kiba, don't stop." Like I would now? The things people say in the throes of passion. Fucking hell…she'd worked her way into my pants and was now teasing my cock with fingers that were like ice. It was so fucking good. It got even better when she crawled up onto my lap and we started grinding against one another; there was no point in stopping the screams as I was soon covered in her dripping arousal. The scent of it was making me nearly blind with desire and I was surprised at the amount of self-control I had at that moment to not fuck her right then and there. "Fuck—you Kiba…I need…ahhnn!"
"You need me and this cock don't you baby? I know. Cum for me sexy—so I can cum on you." I needed to taste her, any part of her. Her mouth was the closest thing so I started to do battle with her tongue and almost recoiled at the taste of another man on her lips. It was only there for an instant so I was unsure of whether or not it actually had been real or if it had just been my sick imagination. But, that was unimportant right now, my sexy lady was cumming and I needed to make our scars new. I broke her skin and tasted blood and that was what sent me over. Dear Gods it was amazing to be with her again. My Kiera had a tendency to shake like a leaf after intense orgasms, and it always made me feel incredibly cocky to know that I could still make her tremble. "Come on baby, come on…I know…I've missed you too."
"It's been way to long puppy…let's go back to my place and get cleaned up. You've certainly made a mess of things." She sucked my cum off of her fingers like it was a yummy treat and I was looking forward to tasting her later, but clothes came first.
"Kiera…I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll feel it for days."
"Good boy." She slipped me out of my shirt, touching every single inch of skin on the way. Her shirt was next, not that it was muvh of a shirt to begin with, guys and some girls started staring so I handed her my leather jacket. Kiera looked amazing in those damn pants and my damn jacket, but everyone else saw it too and I rushed her out of there before I needed to punch someone; I don't remember paying the bill.
I was finally able to think and breathe clearly as we left B.A.D, and what I was able to breathe in I was not pleased with. Kiera's natural smell was mixed with the arousal of other men, I couldn't detect exactly who it was—maybe it was the fact that I'd just left a club full of horny guys, or maybe it was because there were so many of them on her! "Who have you slept with?"
"What the fuck?!" Who the hell did she think she was? She was my woman whether or not she wanted to be. "Why does it matter?" Why does it matter?! I'd fucking show her why it matters!
"I need to know. Kiera I can smell them on you so don't try to hide it, all I want are names."
"No."
"You're gonna tell me baby, or I'm leaving." I wouldn't let myself be affected by the little whimper she made as I stepped away from her. It pulled at my heart, and it left me feeling…I didn't know.
"Puppy, if I tell you you're gonna get mad—"
"I'm getting mad anyway." I was so angry I started growling at her like an animal, why the fuck was she getting turned on? I didn't get it. What girl gets aroused when their ex-lover practically threatens them with physical violence? Oh, that's right…Kiera. I loved her so much but there were times when I questioned her feelings for me and whether or not she just desired me sexually. She'd been through so much that it was understandable why she didn't like to show her true emotions. But, I thought she'd be able to trust me enough by now to show me if she cared or not and wasn't just using me for sex. The very thought made me—I'd never felt so small and insignificant. She was just standing there, looking at me and I couldn't take it anymore! I was so upset that I tried to mask it with anger. "I'm fucking waiting Kiera. Tell. Me. Now."
"Iruka Sensei, but you already knew about him. You, of course. Sasuke, Naruto, Gaara, Shikamaru, Neji, Genma, Izumo and Kotetsu and Sai…Kiba, talk to me." I saw her lips moving but didn't comprehend the words. How could she do this? I knew every single person on that list and, some of them were friends on mine! I'd complained to them about the situation with Kiera before and they'd all just sat there telling me that it was going to be all right, that she'd come around. The fucking bastards! They'd been screwing my girl behind my back and didn't even have the balls to tell me. I'd fucking kill 'em all! "Kiba, you're starting to freak me out. Please, talk to me puppy."
I was brought out of my thoughts by the sound of Kiera's voice. That sweet, sexy voice that I'd heard calling my name countless times…had been heard by other people. Her body that I'd fucked and loved and dreamed of during long nights by myself had been touched…by hands that weren't mine. I wasn't sure whether to rip her throat out or take a kunai to my wrists. I was in such a state of shock that it was hard to move, let alone think rationally. So, when I hit her…it hurt me far more than Kiera.
My fist had connected with the side of her mouth, and she didn't even make a noise. All she did was look at me and spit blood onto the dirt. I was still shaking with rage as I pulled her into my arms. "Why baby? Why?"
"…Kiba."
She wasn't even fighting me. She just stood there! "Why?!" It came out half sob half scream and I didn't even care that I was making a scene in the middle of the street. This needed to be dealt with. It appeared at the time that the only way I knew how to deal with it was by getting louder and more violent.
"Because—I love you."
"If you loved me you wouldn't have slept with…them!"
"If you loved me you'd tell your mother to go fuck herself and stay with me!"
"It's not that easy Kiera." And it wasn't. Kiera couldn't have children and the Inuzuka clan needed heirs, desperately. My Ma was acting as the interim leader until I married and I had planned on marrying Kiera…but then Ma found out about her condition and set up this arranged marriage with Taki. I could never tell Kiera why my mother, who had liked her on Monday, decided by Wednesday that we couldn't continue being together. Ma liked Kiera, thought she was the best girl in the world for me but, she could never get pregnant and that was the deal breaker. My lady has the ability to drain chakra, and she sometimes does it without thinking. I can't tell you how many times I've passed out immediately after doing it with her because she took away all my energy. So, if she got pregnant, she'd kill the baby instantly without even realizing that she'd done it. The way a doctor explained it to me was that when a baby is first conceived it's just a few cells and a collection of chakra keeping it alive. Kiera's draining abilities would destroy this insignificant amount of energy like a bucket of water kills a flame. Who knows how many of our kids she's potentially killed…for a long time we didn't use protection and probably wouldn't have started if her brother hadn't found out, gave me a lecture and made her go on the pill. "I have an obligation to my family—what's your excuse? The second I'm outta the picture you go and start riding the cock of every guy you know!"
"I don't need to explain myself to you. We aren't together anymore!"
"Were we ever baby? The way you acted I wonder sometimes."
"Shut the fuck up!"
"What are you gonna do if I walk babe? You gonna go back to Sai and let him touch, let him fuck what you know is mine!"
"I'm not something you can possess, especially now that you're engaged to some other godsdamn woman."
I closed the distance between us and picked her up until she was forced to look down at me, my claws were digging into her waist and drawing blood. She didn't care. "I didn't choose this. But I can't change it."
"Who are you talking about Taki or me?" The venom in her words actually caused me physical pain and I wanted her to feel it too. I ran my nails over her sides leaving ten bleeding scratches in my wake, one for each guy she'd fucked. Kiera could handle pain, years of Anbu training prepared her for that but, when she confused the pain with pleasure is when it started to get interesting. "Kiba…"
"I'm talking about everything baby. I didn't choose my family and I can't change them. I also can't help loving you and wanting to just fuck you up every single time I see you, even if you are sleeping with other guys. I didn't choose to feel this way…but I wouldn't change it for the world." I meant every word I said. Kiera drives me insane but it's the good kind of insane. The kind that makes you miss her after five seconds being apart while wanting to break shit at the same time.
"Kiba…please. I want you to fuck me, please! I can't take it anymore—"
"You want me?"
"Yes…" I forced my claws into the open cuts and the way she shivered in pleasure as her own blood flowed down her body was something not many people would understand. But I did. She loved it because it was me doing this to her. She belonged to me, for as long as those cuts were visible. Some may call it twisted, sick but it was our love and it was perfect.
"Then answer one question and answer it truthfully…did you ever call my name out when they were inside you?"
"Yes." My claws raked over the now deep wounds again and I can't say I didn't get the slightest satisfaction when she finally made a noise of pain and discomfort.
"That's my good girl…" Kiera moaned out my name as I quite literally dragged her over to a cheap hotel and threw her up the stairs to the rooms, the plan of going back to her apartment was forgotten. What the place looked like, unimportant. What people would talk about after our little public exchange, unimportant. What apologies I was going to have to make to Taki for fucking my ex-girlfriend, unimportant. All that was important was Kiera and all of the pain we'd caused each other…all of the pain we were about to inflict.
