"Why can't I do anything right?"
A fragile leaf passed by, carried by a blanket of air. It slowly decended down from the gentle breeze, and created tiny, delicate ripples across the pond. The air felt purified, clean, and lively. Although the sun was just only starting to set, it was still a beautiful sight to behold. The children of the Hidden Leaf were still out and about, and although they didn't have much more time before dusk, they were still so lively, happy, and full of energy.
"I'm... just a failure, aren't I?"
"Almighty Push..." Destruction flashed through the brunet's mind; the tragety that was brought apon everybody by Pain was still fresh in his mind. Regardless of how long ago it was, the emotion held heavy to Kiba Inuzuka. Time's passed, the village is nearing completeion of its repairs, and people are moving on and enjoying the here and now. Then why... just why is it so hard for him to do the same?
Kiba held the salient, serrated kunai in the palm of his hand. His breath hitched as he tilted it slightly, reflecting an image of himself apon it. Along with the setting sunlight, his distressed glare also formed a mirror figure that his eyes couldn't dare make contact with. He gripped it tightly in his hand, clenching his teeth together tightly, as he furiously threw the pale blade towards a lone target. Perhaps, somehow, this was a means of quelling his anger and frusturation. With a pained look, the dog boy raised his head, to see where his throw landed. "Damnit..." he sighed under his breath, staring lifelessly at the ninja weapon, which was now lodged in a tree.
"Naruto... Naruto's become a big hero. I-I... I'm nothing compared to him... I made it my goal to surpass him, but, it's clear that I can't even catch up to him... That damn bastard from the Akatsuki attacked, and... I was powerless..." The troubled shinobi found his legs feeling weak. As he slowly sat himself down on the gentle grass, tears swelled in his eyes and his face reddened.
"K-Kiba! Are you alright?!"
"Not them again..." He thought to himself as he wiped his eyes and turned to see Hinata and Shino approaching him.
Hinata, being the gentle and caring nature that she is, sat herself down next to the sniffeling brunet and tried to comfort him. Shino, on the other hand, glanced around the training yard. The scattered kunai peaked his interest, and he glanced back over towards his dog-loving companion. "Has he been practicing...? He hasn't hit the target a single time..."
"Damnit!" Kiba shouted defensively, looking down at the ground and trying to hide his face. "I already told you guys to just leave me alone!"
Hinata gently tried to place her hand on his shoulder, only for him to shrug it off, and scoot away like an upset little kid. "Kiba, p-please... We just need to talk to you; we're getting so worried about you..."
"I don't know why you should! I'm terrible at everything I do! There are so many better teammates you two could have besides me; You know, it just makes me sorry for you guys to be stuck with me!"
"Kiba, seriously; You need to hear yourself right now. You're one of the best friends that we could possibly have. You were the best at everything you've done." Shino adjusted his insect-weilder glasses, and crouched down next to the other members of Team Eight.
The Hyuga sighed, and looked towards the target, which has yet to have a mere scratch on it. "We have to do our best, Kiba! Naruto's become so strong, and it's our job to keep up so we don't have to keep relying on him."
"Naruto..." Kiba thought to himself, as he froze completely. "Stop it, Hinata... just..."
"W-What is it?"
"Stop mentioning Naruto all the damn time like that! Stop acting like you're the only one!" Kiba shouted as loud as he could, as he rested his head between his knees.
"Why... why did I have to be like this?" He speculated to himself. The boy closed his eyes tightly as tears dropped from them, and he tried harder to hide his face. Was this all that he could do? Desperately cringe and shake like a fool in front of his friends; Look weak and pitiful in front of the people we wanted to protect? The only thing that Kiba Inuzuka wanted there, in that moment, was to dissolve, vanish, and be gone in an instant. To be reduced to cinders, and to never show his face to anybody, ever again.
Both Shino and Hinata now had concerned looks on their faces, and started to become fearful and frightened themselves, as if infected by a contagious form of sadness. "The only one, to what?"
As the brunet held his breath tightly, he looked up towards his friends, and declared a statement with as much emotion as he could. "Stop acting like you're the only one who's in love with Naruto!"