(A/N): Hii everyone! So... I think I'm just a little too into this story... I've spent the past few days working on this one chapter. It took me forever to write compared to the last one. But, nonetheless, I hope you all enjoy it!
I'm still kind of looking for an editor ^^;. With some proofreading that's not my own, I'm sure some of these chapters could be better. If anyone wants to help me, pleaseeee let me know! Also, I accept faves and flames, so please review/comment!
Updating is going to be random. My goal is to update once, twice a week if I'm lucky, but with school and our shcool's musical going on, I won't have too much time to work on this. Anywho! Kiba? You wanna help with the disclaimer this time?

Disclaimer:
Kiba: C-Wolf does not own Naruto. Not a single blade of grass or anything.
Me: C-Wolf?
Kiba: Yeah. It's shorthand for your account name.
Camellia: Don't mind him... the whole nick name thing makes him feel important.
Kiba: Hey! I am important, thank you very much! -Akamaru yelps in agreement-
Me: Well, anyway-
Me and Cam: Ja ne!!!When we had graduated from the Academy, Sasuke and I only saw each other at our house, where I would cook a simple dinner and we would discuss our training. Sasuke always talked so ill-favordly about Naruto, one of my friends from the Academy. He talked even more bitterly about Sakura, the pink-haired fangirl that seemed only to talk about Sasuke and care only for him. He explained how the only person he could really tolerate was his sensei, Hatake Kakashi, and even he was annoying. He always was late and he was obsessed with these perverted books. I didn't mind my team so much. I can recall the first day we met as a team…

"Ohayou, my children. My name is Yuhi Kurenai. I will be your sensei from this day forward. How about you all tell me a little about yourselves?"

I looked around at the other three members in my team. We did have an extra teammate, but the way the numbers were played out, one team would have to have that exception. The first one to speak was Shino. He wore a long coat that went down to his knees and had a collar that reached up to his nose. He had round, think, dark glasses and spiky, fudge-colored hair. "My name is Aburame Shino, from the Aburame clan. Do not distract or pester me, or I will have my insects eat you alive." I was slightly scared of his introduction, but heeded his warning nonetheless. My other teammates seemed to be a bit more terrified than I was which made me almost laugh.

"Well alrighty then. I'm Inuzuka Kiba, and this is Akamaru. I can't wait to kick all your asses in sparring, yahoo!" Kiba pumped a fist in the air and his small white canine yipped from the boy's head. Kiba didn't look much different from when I first met him, minus the fact he was taller and traded in his tan shirt for a gray jacket with black fur on the ends on the sleeves and hood. He looked at me and smiled. I was glad to have at least one person I really knew on my team. Sure, he was loud and obnoxious, but so was I.

"My turn! I'm Uchiha Camellia. As opposed to my clan, I do not posses the Kekkei Genkai of the Sharingan. I am an excellent trap master and have natural healing abilities. Don't piss me off, or you will have to answer to my Mekajiki." I shrugged a shoulder so that the large, thick blade that rested diagonally across my back made a light clinking sound. The blade was as long, but thinner than Zabuza's Zanbato, and the shape resembled a swordfish. Kurenai gave me a serious look, minus her eyes, that seemed slightly amused.

The last member of the team seemed to just stand there, twiddle her thumbs, and look around nervously. I remembered her, Hinata, from the Academy. She was always quiet, and spent her time training to surpass her cousin or stalk Naruto. Kurenai tried to encourage her to speak, and she seemed deeply embarrassed when she was acknowledged. "M-my name is H-Hinata Hyuuga. O-ohayou, everyone."

I honestly don't remember most of the details of our training. We learned new skills and sparred regularly, and of course, there were the Chunin exams. I had beaten a Grass Ninja without even breaking a sweat, then of course, was Kiba's battle with Naruto. I was utterly concerned for Kiba. From being around him so much, I had developed keener senses; at that point, I could smell the determination in Naruto's blood. Everyone thought Kiba was going to win as easily I was, but I knew differently. I hadn't even realized that I spent most of my concern on the dog boy until after his fight…

"What can I do for you, Miss?" the nurse at the front desk stopped me as I ran for the patients' quarters. I was glad she had done so, since I really had no idea where I was going.

"Could you please tell me where I can find Inuzuka Kiba? He is my teammate, and he just came here from a brutal battle at the Chunin exams."

The nurse smiled sweetly at me and gave me the directions. I thanked her, and waited until I was around the corner before I resumed running. I found the room with ease and knocked a few times. I heard a small bark from Akamaru, which I took as a sign that I could come in. I cracked the door open and took one step in. Kiba turned his shaggy head to the door and smiled. "I knew you would be here, Koinu."

Kiba had come up with the nickname himself and he was the only one who ever called me by it. If I had known more about the Inuzuka's at the time, I would have learned that this particular nickname was a sign of possession. Kiba had claimed me as his since he met me at the Academy. It was a nice feeling to be loved like that.

"I had to rub it in that you lost to that knucklehead." Kiba grunted, and I giggled. I walked over to his bed and sat next to him Indian style. Akamaru sat in my lap and I began stroking his head. "How are you feeling? You look like you're hurting a bit."

"Oh, it's nothing. I'm only in here for another day or two anyway. Some of our friends really had their asses served to them today, though. Like Hinata. I'm going to kill that bastard cousin of hers next time I see him…" Kiba sighed, releasing his tension and slightly wincing in pain. Then he smirked and looked at me expectantly. "I was expecting flowers, or something. Isn't that customary for a friend to bring flowers to their injured comrades?"

"Baka! You just said yourself you didn't get hurt half as bad as our friends and here you are complaining about flowers? Man up, Kiba!" He laughed at my astonished reply. His smile hung awkwardly on his face as if he was thinking. I wondered what he was thinking about that made him look so… blissful.

"Ah, nothing, nothing. Camellia, you remember what I told you after we met our team a few months ago?"

~* FLASHBACK *~

"I think I may be getting sick, Koinu." Kiba and I were lying in a grassy field behind Kiba's house. Since we were little, we always found this place relaxing. Akamaru was running around playfully with other little Inuzuka pups. The clouds were slowly floating by, and the sun was shining just enough not to hurt the Genin's eyes.

"Nani?" I turned to look at him. I propped myself up with my elbow and faced him.

He sighed, his hands serving as a pillow under his head. "Sometimes, my body feels, well, not normal. My chest gets tight, my stomach feels like it's full of butterflies, and I feel like I just can't breathe. Akamaru is noticing it too. He says he's not sure what it means."

"Does it happen randomly, or do you notice it at certain times everyday?"

"I dunno. I just know that it only happens when I'm around a certain person. It's like I'm allergic to them or something."

I began to laugh lightly. Kiba sat up, placing his arms behind his hips and putting all his weight on his hands. He looked at me confusedly.

"Oh, Kiba-san," I said, sitting up and mimicking his position. "You're not sick, you're in love."

"Oh." He laughed. I laughed along with him. I gave him a genuine smile and closed my eyes, a kind of expression I only showed when I was truly amused, and Kiba looked at me blissfully, almost distractedly.

~* FLASHBACK END *~

"Hai, I remember. Are you still feeling 'sick'?"

"As smart as you are," he shook his head and grinned. "You haven't figured it out. Ever since I met you I-"

Kakashi-sensei burst through the door. Even though most of his face was covered in a mask, I could tell he was serious. "Camellia, Sasuke needs you." With a quick goodbye to Kiba, I rushed off with my brother's sensei. Kiba sighed. Of course, the time he wanted to talk to his teammate the most, she had to go and fuss over that Uchiha jerk.

I had known about Sasuke's curse mark all too well. I was always suspicious that it was going to get him in a lot of trouble someday, but I was hoping it wouldn't be so soon. He had gone with Kakashi-sensei for a month to train with him for the Secondary's. Upon his return, he and Naruto got into an almost fatal battle, which made Sasuke feel like Naruto would be his superior much faster than expected. Also, Sasuke's match with Gaara, a rival of his from the Sand, was interrupted. The Sand and Sound ninja had joined alliances and invaded Konoha. The village had won, but we had lost our Hokage and other valuable ninja because of it. Our town had suffered great destruction of its edifices as well.

As Orochimaru fled, he sent four of his most loyal subordinates to retrieve Sasuke. The Uchiha agreed to leave, and came to the compound completely unaffected by the recent disaster. If I remember anything about what happened the next few days, I remember two things; I remember the night Sasuke decided to leave, and the battle at the Valley of End….

The atmosphere around Sasuke was dark. He didn't even return my greeting, which was definitely out of the norm. "Sasuke-kun, daijoubu, what's wrong?"

"Pack up. We're leaving." He began packing his belongings into a bag without even looking up.

"Leaving where?"

"To Otogakure. With Orochimaru." I grabbed his wrist and he looked at it, trailing his gaze all the way up my arm to my face.

"No. Sasuke-kun, you can't. That's not the way to get power. Didn't you see what he just did to our village? He assassinated the Kazekage and played Sunagakure against us. How could you-" Sasuke discontinued my rant by placing his free hand over my mouth. His eyes were cold and hard.

"Listen to me, Camellia-chan. I will do anything to obtain power. He has already destroyed Konoha for me, so leaving it is an easy task. Orochimaru already gave me his power. But it will take me over and kill me if I don't learn to control it properly, which is what he has promised to help me do."

"And what part do I play in this, exactly?" Sasuke and I took part in a staring contest, in which I ended up winning. He looked away and sighed.

"You've been with me through all these years, Camellia-chan. You have taken care of me and always tried to help me. If I just abandoned Konoha and left you behind, it would kill you. Now, it is my turn to take care of you. By killing Itachi, we will be free. Don't you see that? If you come with me, then not only will you be at ease knowing you are still taking care of me, but I will feel better knowing I can protect you."

Those words will forever haunt my memory. I can't even begin to describe how much of a gullible teenager I was for following in the Uchiha's footsteps for so long. But, at the time, I believed that his words were true. I had always taken care of him, and that's all I wanted to continue doing. That's why it was so hard for me to watch the battle at the Valley of End without being able to help…

Sasuke and I had approached the Valley of End, and I could smell Naruto getting closer. He had been following us ever since Sasuke escaped from his container and Lee had offered to take over fighting Kimimaro. Sasuke sensed him just about the same time I did. He took his bag off of his shoulders and handed it to me.

"Go hide in the thicket over there. He won't stop chasing us until he fights me, so why not fight him here?"

"Let me help you-"

"No. Go hide. I need to fight him alone."

"Hai," I disappeared into a puff of smoke and hid myself just in time for Naruto to approach.

They spent quite a few minutes exchanging words which I could not hear, then began fighting. I hated to see them fight; Sasuke being my figurative brother, and Naruto being my first friend outside of the clan. The blows they inflicted on each other tossed each other's bodies around in an ungodly manner. The fight eased a little, and the two were standing on logs that floated in the river. Here, they exchanged more words, this time I could hear the rumble of their voices.

"Why do you go so far for me!?" Sasuke shouted at Naruto.

"You were the first bond I ever made!" Naruto shouted back.

"Then maybe it's time I severed those bonds."

I could not watch the rest of the battle. Those words made me realize how cold-hearted Sasuke really was. But it was too late to turn back now. I used some of my chakra to deafen my ears temporarily and I pulled out a picture from my bag. It was the picture of my team. Shino was standing on one end, one hand shoved into a coat pocket, the other holding up his dark glasses. On the other side of the picture was Hinata, who was looking towards the rest of her team, mustering an amused half smile, and tapped her index fingers together, as she normally does. In the back, but standing proudly, was Kurenai-sensei. She had one hand on her slender hip, and the other held gracefully down by her side. She had a small smile on her face as well. In the center though, were me and Kiba, the two obnoxious members of the group. Kiba stood on the side closest to Shino, with Akamaru perched atop his head. The dog boy had an arm around my shoulders and made a cocky, toothy half smile with one eye closed. I was standing closest to Hinata, with one arm wrapped around Kiba, and the other displaying a peace sign to the camera. I had both of my eyes closed, and I smiled while sticking my tongue out about half way.

I looked at myself in the picture. I hardly recognized the girl with the spiky, crimson red, shoulder length hair and chilly blue eyes; a white, strapless tunic that fell down to where the ends of her fingertips could reach, the black obi around her waste, the long, black sleeves that cascaded far past the hands. The sleeves were not attached to the tunic, but tight leather at the top kept then on snug, a few strands of rope connected the leather to the silky sleeves. The girl wore her black headband around her neck. She also wore long, dark gray boots that stretched up just a few inches below the knee, and of course, the customary wrappings and kunai pouch were bound on her right thigh. Her sword was not with her in this picture, which just made her look like any ordinary tom-boy teenager in Konoha. This girl in the picture was the girl that was faithful to her village and her team. I looked into the river nearby and saw the same girl from the picture in the reflection. This girl in the reflection was the girl that would abandon her village to protect her younger, unbiological brother.

How could these images, that are completely different people from one another, actually be the same person?

What the hell am I doing here? I thought to myself. Just then, rain started to sprinkle. I looked up, watching the sprinkle turn into a downpour in mere seconds. I unblocked my ears and turned to see Sasuke crouched on the ground, his face inches from Naruto's. The blonde was okay, just unconscious. Sasuke had won. The raven haired boy made his way to my hiding spot. He grabbed his bag and gave me a curt nod. I looked back at Naruto for a quick second, whispered him a goodbye, and jumped into the trees with Sasuke. He eyed my village neck warmer narrowly. I noticed he had lost his headband in the battle.

Sasuke had lost all care for what he had left behind and he was silently criticizing my inability to give up. In his eyes, I was a weak, ignorant troublemaker who always had to keep him in check as if he couldn't care for himself. In my eyes, he was a weak, cold-hearted avenger who would lose his mind without me constantly reminded him of sanity and humanity. But if I could change one thing about this whole crazy event, I would have broken his wrist that night we left and stay with my village, my team, and my blossoming love for a certain canine loving brunet.

(A/N): So, I both loved and hated writing this. Loved cause of the first KibaCam moment of the whole story 3. Hated cause I had to write about Sasuke. And I had to make his seem kinda nice to Camellia, so if he seemed a lil too OCC, gomenasai!

Sasuke: Are you saying I can't be nice when I want to be?
Me: In Kishimoto's version of the show, yes. In my version, only to Cam.
Sasuke: I can be nice. See, I'm smiling.
Me: Uh, no you're not and second, just cause you can smile doesn't make you a nice person.
Sasuke: Hn.
Camellia: Bakas...
Me and Sasu: What was that? -_-*
Camellia: You really wanna fight? -pulls out Mekajiki-
Me: -hides behind Sasuke-
Sasuke: Hn. You guys are so annoying...
Camellia: Takes one to know one, Sasuke.
Me: Anyway! See you all next time! Remember what I mentioned in my above AU! Ja ne!