Konoha is just so different from Kumo. There were tree...EVERY WHERE. The weather's nice though, warms sunny days with a cool breeze. The people were nice...sometimes. When they weren't looking at me like I grew two heads. Yes, I'm from Kumo. Yes, I do indeed have dark skin and fiery red hair. Yes, I did beat the shit out of your future Hokage. Geez, I bought him ramen to make for it though he totally deserved it. Ok, yes I did go a bit overboard but it was for Bee-sensei. Which is why I treated him to ramen because Bee-sensei.

Damn, I miss him and Samui...even Omoi. No matter where I go there was no place like home. I miss the smell of the fresh mountain air and the morning fog. I sort of even miss the cold Kumo weather. Yes, I'm homesick but one thing made it worth.

I sigh, feeling fingers run through me hair. My golden eyes slowly opened to meet a smirk. "What're you lookin' at," I teased.

"A beautiful woman," his voice huskily delicious.

"You think I'm beautiful," my head tilts to look at him as he propped himself up on his elbow. Leaves danced in the wind behind him and the grass tickled my neck. The sun kissed our skin.

"Yea, I just said it, didn't I," he quipped.

I rolled my eyes and sighed,"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Because you are," he rolled his eyes. I could tell he was getting annoyed but it's easy to annoy him anyway so it's not like I care.

"But why?"

"Because you're sexy as fuck," he licked his lips then put on that cocky smirk that I'll never admit I love.

"Kiba," I smack his chest,"I'm being serious. I want to know why. Do you only think that because I'm not from your village, just so you can say you've been with a girl from Kumo? Is it because I'm quote on quote exotic? Are you just saying because you think that's what I want to hear?"

Kiba rolled his eyes and groaned,"Kami, you're so difficult."

"Alright tell me what's you're favorite thing about me," I quirk a brow. He'll probably just say "your eyes" or "your lips". Actually, knowing him he'll might just say my ass.

"Your scent," he shrugged.

"What," my face scrunches in confusion.

"Your scent. I like it. It's what drew me to you," he leaned over her and buried his nose in the crook of her neck then inhaled,"It's intoxicating and uniquely your's."

"Are you smelling me," she giggled.

"Yea," he chuckled lightly into my neck, "You smell damn good."

"You're so fuckin' weird," I laugh.

"So," he lightly kisses the crook of my neck, "You like it."

"Whatever," I take a deep breath to try and calm myself, "Why do you like my scent so much."

"What's the 21 questions," he draws back to look me in the eye.

"I just want to know," I tear my eyes from his gaze. I hate those fuckin' eyes of his, they see right through me every time.

I wasn't totally lying when I said I want to know. It's more like I need to know. I'm in a strange land, away from home. I have no family here and all the friends I've made have been through him. There's no one here that looks like me. How can I know for sure that I really am beautiful in those piercing eyes of his and not just a phase.

He gripped my jaw and turned me back towards him, forcing eye contact. "You're scent is your's that's why I like it." He scratched his cheek. Inwardly, I'm smiling because that's one of his nervous quirks. "It's hard to explain but a person scent, is kinda like a description of that person. Your scent is sweet yet still has a kick of spice. If I had to compare it to something I'd say maybe vanilla chai. You're a very passionate person. You feel your feelings hard. So you fight hard for what you believe and when you love you love hard. When you love someone you fight for them no matter what the consequence." He buried his face in my neck to try to hide the blush that I could feel heat my skin. "I don't know. I just like it," he grumbled.

"You're such a softy,"I laugh and wrap my arms around.

"Shutup Karui," he huffs. Maybe I'm not just a phase. At least, I hope this isn't a phase.
He kissed my neck again then mumbled, "Stop worrying so much. It's written all over your face and self-doubt doesn't suit you scent."