This was a hard chapter to write. Well not necessarily hard but more so tricky in further developing Kiba's character. He's the typical bad boy, yeah yeah… but I want there to be more to him than that. His relationship with Naruto is …. Well I'll let you guys figure that part out for yourself.

Chapter 4

The full size bed within the capacious room had been neatly dressed at first. Now, it was left disarrayed, the sheets tussled beneath and tangled around the naked body that was comfortably over the soft mattress. The navy blue bedspread kept Naruto decent, only his upper body left exposed, he stretched out his hand to hang limply over the edge of the bed. He lifted his other arm and his hand laced through his soft hair that was now a disheveled mess. He watched the commercial about safe sex displayed over on the flat screen television with great amusement. Who said the universe didn't have a good sense of humor.

In a short while, Kiba was back in his bedroom with two cans of beer in his hand. His bulging muscles are freely exposed; a pair of loose basketball shorts clothed his lower body. Strands of his wild brunette hair are slicked to his forehead from remaining sweat. The smell of sex lingered so he pressed down the switch by the door, the ceiling fan automatically came alive and filled the room with a cool soothing breeze.

Naruto eagerly accepted the can of beer tossed over to him. His lips are tugged into a playful smile as his eyes appreciated the muscular body sat across from him at the edge of the bed. Kiba is currently entertained by some sport show on the television, giving Naruto a moment to admire his strong physique.

"You plan on staying the night, Uzumaki?" His brown eyes engaged the cerulean blue ones that stared at him.

Raised by a single father, Kiba's father was often away on business trips. He was a very successful marketing agent and having many international clients required him to travel overseas frequently. His parents divorced when he was only five years old. With his mother now married and establishing her own family, he rarely ever saw his mother either. Even so, he and his mother remained close. He didn't bear any grudges towards his mom for leaving. He was old enough to understand that not all marriages worked out and that people fell out of love as easily as they fall in love.

With his father being out of town almost every month, Kiba was left to practically raise himself and live on his own. He did whatever he pleased without any repercussions.

Naruto sighed as he retrieved his phone from the bed stand by his head. He looked at the time. It was 1 am exact. As much as he wanted to stay, he also didn't want to deal with his brother's lectures just as much. He decided it'd be best for him not to stay.

They drank their beer in comfortable silence. Naruto scrolled through his social media while Kiba watched the close soccer game viewing on the TV with flaring intensity. It was a close game but eventually, the opponents of Kiba's team took the win. He accepted the defeat with a sigh and quickly downed the remaining of his beer.

Kiba crushed the can in his fist and tossed the can away as if he was shooting a basketball, grinning when the can successfully fell into the trash bin by his door. He then turned around and in a sudden motion hovered over Naruto's body. He doesn't do anything and simply stared, captivated by the beauty of the boy beneath him. He still couldn't comprehend the extent of Naruto's feminine features and how amazingly well it suited him.

Naruto felt scrutinized under Kiba's intense stare. He locked his cellphone and threw the cellular device back to the bed stand beside him, before he turned and laid flatly underneath the rigid body that kept him trapped. He knew the meaning behind that look Kiba gave him, like a hungry predator ready to pounce on its prey. He resented that look more than ever. It wasn't a loving gaze. It was a look of hunger and nothing more.

"I need to get going before my brother loses his shit." He said with a dull tone.

"Give me a kiss first." Kiba lowered himself down and eagerly captured Naruto's full lips into a longing kiss. Their lips move slowly against each other with the absence of further pleasurable intent. Naruto's arms moved up and draped lazily over Kiba's broad shoulders, his fingers tugging and pulling at the tousled brunette curls.

The kiss continued for a few seconds until Kiba pulled away and sat up. He leaned back and prompted his hands flatly behind his back over the soft bedsheets with his toned legs straddling Naruto's waist. He's physically relaxed from the soothing buzzing of the fan until a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

"You're still on that girl pill shit, right?" He knew the proper term for it but for the sake of sounding cool and enforcing his masculinity, he chose to refer to it in the most demeaning way possible.

Naruto grimaced at the clumsy choice of words. "By girl pill shit, if you're referring to birth control then yes." There is a hint of annoyance underlying his tone.

It doesn't go unnoticed by Kiba who laughed amusingly. "Don't be so sensitive." His hands began to aimlessly roam the hard body beneath him. When he reached Naruto's side, his fingers delicately caressed the large bruise on the side on the toned torso. He applied slight pressure and the skin beneath his fingers dipped in response. A hint of guilt flashed through his eyes. However, this wasn't the first time he's seen the ugly mix of black and blue on Naruto's body.

"Tell your dickhead friends to ease up next time." Naruto casually replied with a blank expression.

Kiba was slightly stunned by the remark. "They'll get over you soon."

"Yeah? How soon?"

"The minute the next freak waltz into school." Kiba's entertained laugh ceased when Naruto narrowed his eyes. "Come on babe, I'm joking."

Naruto furrowed his brows. "It wasn't that funny."

Kiba drawled out an aggravated sigh. "There you go acting like a bitch, again."

The words seized Naruto's pride with an aching grip. Sitting up, he forcefully shoved Kiba's chest with fierce eyes. "Don't call me that."

Kiba laughed tauntingly. "That is basically what you are though. Unless you have what it takes to prove me wrong?"

"Fuck you." Naruto infuriated, moved to get off the bed but his arm is wrenched back, and strong hands have him pinned down. "Get off me." Naruto demanded bitterly.

Kiba gave him a disdained look. "If you're not a bitch, prove it to me." He chuckled. "You can't, can you?"

Naruto's eyes remained fierce, his lips pressed together tightly in anger. He thrashed and attempted to escape. He suddenly halted, calming himself when Kiba's large hand pressed down on his neck. There is no force delivered but the threat of it kept his body glued, unflinching against the bed.

"Calm down. I'm just messing with you." Kiba's voice is gentle. If Naruto didnt know better, he'd think Kiba actually cared. But it's always like this. "I'm sorry. I guess I kinda went a bit overboard."

Naruto was physcially calm as his fierce eyes seemed to burn into Kiba. In a gentler voice he asked once again to be let go. The hand on his neck resided, unmoving.

The growing tension flourished like wild fire, consuming the entire space, and once again Naruto found himself regretting his decision to come over. Just as he always did every time Kiba would reveal his true nature and he's left again stunned, hurt and ashamed.

"Does this turn you on?" The amusement laced in Kiba's tone was hurtful. Kiba knew this but he simply does not care. His hand around Naruto's neck applied slight pressure, smirking when Naruto winced from discomfort. "When I treat you this rough. When I talk to you like this. You get off on it don't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't keep coming back."

Overflowing with emotion, Naruto can't form any words and so he answered with a slight shake of his head to disagree with Kiba's digusting and humiliating assumption. He wants to scream I keep coming back because I actually give a shit about your ass. But, his throat is raw and sore with the sob he held back.

Kiba tilted his head to the side, and his hand fell from Naruto's neck to trace over Naruto's chest softly. "Then why do you keep coming back?"

Silence.

Naruto does not say a word. Just like last time. Last time, he also convinced himself it would be the last time. Last time would be the last time he would allow himself to be mistreated and talked to in any way. Yet, here he was again, once again stuck in the same predicament. But then again, there is a good side to every bad situation, a positive to the negative.

At least the sex was good, especially when Naruto was high and drunk. It made it much more enjoyable and easy for him to forget how fucked up everything really was. It was a nice distraction. Unfortunately, he's able to only escape reality momentarily before Kiba enthusiastically always dragged him back to the harsh reality. But he's okay with the short moment of escape he gets and perhaps, that's why he keeps coming back.

Yeah that's all there is to it. It's not like Naruto was actually beginning to fall for this jerk that he could relate to. No, it's not because like himself, Kiba also knew the pain of how it felt to be alone. It's not because when Kiba wasn't channeling his inner asshole, they connected and actually had pleasant conversations about their future dreams. No, it definitely was not that. The sex was just good, and that's the lie he would continue to tell himself.

Kyuubi sat on the sofa with drowsiness clouding his vision and his body fighting sleep. Looking over at the clock high on the wall, he groaned seeing that it was almost a quarter past 2 in the morning. If this wasn't a frequent thing for him, he would've called the police by now. As his son was tucked in his bed and was soundly asleep in his power ranger themed bedroom, Kyuubi fought fatigue as his mind was filled with concerning thoughts regarding his younger brother's whereabouts.

His attention is drawn to the door immediately at the sound of keys. Naruto strode in one piece and he's yet again thankful to find him unharmed.

"Naruto, where are you coming from?" His weary voice is barely above a whisper.

Naruto unspeaking kicked off his shoes and hung up his jacket. He moved to go to his room when his brother's taller figure blocked his path. A look of irritation marred his features.

"Can we do this tomorrow I'm really not in the mood?" Naruto moved to walk past his brother.

Being swift, Kyuubi snatched the expensive headphones he had purchased for Naruto for his recent 16th birthday as well as the cellphone tucked halfway in his brother's front pocket. He stepped back hastily when Naruto made an attempt to retrieve the items back.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Naruto shouted with angry eyes. "Give me back my shit."

"You mean my shit. It was my money that bought them for you, don't forget that." Kyuubi countered sternly.

Naruto's body was stiff with anger. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"You need to start showing me some respect, Naruto. Start looking at me and acknowledging me when I'm talking to you and then maybe you'll get your stuff back."

Naruto again turned to leave. "Fuck this." Honestly, it was way too late for this bullshit.

"This can't continue Naruto. I'm really starting to get sick of your behavior."

"You're not mom or dad!"

"No because if I was, you wouldn't be talking them the way you talk to me. I know I haven't been the best brother to you and I don't know how many times I have to apologize for it but I've change and you need to see that." He hurriedly trailed after his brother who stormed away from him. "From now on, you're not staying out passed 11 pm. You're going to babysit Jay when I tell you…"

Naruto made an attempt to slam his bedroom door but Kyuubi's foot in the doorway kept him from doing so. He groaned in irritation as he slumped over his wide bed.

"And you're going to stop getting into fights at school. It's not fair for Granny Chiyo to always watch Jay when you want to be in one of your moods."

Naruto stood up abruptly. "I'm not his fucking dad!"

Kyuubi ignored the uneasiness he suddenly felt. "I get it that you're a teenager and…."

Naruto answered with a roll of his eyes.

"Is this rebellious behavior because of Sasuke?"

Naruto scoffed. "You don't know anything." His voice grew dangerously low and it was obvious Kyuubi had struck a nerve.

"Because you don't fucking communicate with me!" Kyuubi retaliated.

"Get the fuck out of my room!" Naruto yelled as he stepped up to his brother's face. "How's that for communicating?"

Kyuubi's arm swiftly moved forward and delivered a hard slap that echoed through the silent room. Naruto held his stinging cheek as he glanced up and stared at his brother in absolute astonishment. Never in his life had Kyuubi struck him before. Though, with the shitty he had been treating him, it was only a matter of time.

"I have sacrificed so much for you, Naruto you have no idea. This good life you are living is because of me and the terrible shit I had to do to get us where we are. I've let many things slide by because I know you're a teenager and you're trying to figure out your own shit, but don't you ever talk to me like that again."

Naruto had to admit Kyuubi almost appeared intimidating. Almost. He grinned, laughing hysterically, amused by the threat he's given. "So much for changing. You're delusional if you think you're fooling anyone." He made sure to bump his brother's shoulder as he rushed out of his room into the bathroom.

Kyuubi released the breath he was holding and looked around tiredly. He doesn't know what else to do to get through to his brother. It's too much at this point. Times like this he wished his parents were still alive. They would've surely known the best way to deal with the situation.

The next day, Naruto's head laid uncomfortably over the hard surface of the classroom desk. His eyelids were heavy with sleep. Last night's fight with his brother left him tossing and turning throughout what was left of the night. The teacher for the English class was late. The overly exposed assistant principle of the Language Arts Department had waltzed in and informed the students to remain calm in their seats and patiently wait for their-instructor who was at the moment stuck in traffic to arrive.

As soon as the woman had left, a few students eagerly grabbed their belongings and followed suit, deciding to use the opportunity to skip the boring class. Naruto wished he would've followed their lead. The noisy students made it impossible for him to sleep, the hard desk didn't help much either. Deeming the act impossible, Naruto lifted up his head and instinctively reached for his cellphone. He clicked his tongue in aggravation when his hand is brought back empty.

He forgot his daring brother had decided to play parent and took away his cellphone. He was about to put his head back on the hard surface of the desk when a loud shout has his eyes flickering over to the other of the classroom.

"Leave him alone!" A female student shouted with hysteria.

Naruto was never bothered with classroom affairs. If you asked him to a name of five students in his class, he would only be able to name one and that was solely for the reason he was often shouting the name in pleasure or anger. He didn't even know the name of the teacher for the fucking class and he's had her for the past two years.

The same erratic yell of the female student that was quickly silenced by a more dominant male voice has Naruto's head turning to find none other than his favorite duo of boys harassing a student.

The boy is slightly overweight, with wide, bold rim glasses worn over his face. One of the boys, the one Naruto hated the most particularly went on to remove the defenseless boy's glasses and wore it over his face instead. Damn, Naruto wished he would go blind. The asshole goes on to disgustingly mock the boy's weight and Naruto suddenly realized he had some pent up frustration from last night and this was the perfect opportunity for him to get some release.

In a quick stride Naruto was across the room. His presence is shocking and all eyes in the room are instantly on him. He puts on a brave face. "Get a fucking life already, will you."

The boy with long dark hair, who Naruto vaguely remembered Kiba once refer to as Deji or something like that gazed at Naruto with daring eyes. "You want another beating, freak? Yesterday's kick to the head wasn't enough for you?"

Naruto was the never to wish death upon anyone but right now, he was ready to look up and ask for lighting to strike down.

"Neji… let it go." Kiba drawled out in a bored tone from his seat.

Naruto has become accustomed to that voice that he doesn't even have to look to know that it's Kiba. He found Kiba's secret attempt to protect him hysterical. He chuckled which didn't exactly sit well with the irritated teen before him. Ah… so his name was Neji. Eh… Deji sounded cooler anyway.

"Why are you still here, loser?" Neji advanced towards him with his teeth bared, like a hungry lion cornering its prey. "Get lost."

Naruto smiled challengingly. "And if I don't?" He allowed his eyes to be maintained by Neji's angered ones for a moment before he averted his eyes away and focused them on the victim beside him who stared back at him fearfully from his seat. "Get up, let's go." Naruto grabbed the student's hand and pulled him up. He took a step to leave and Neji is quick to stand in front of him.

"You really do have some nerve." Neji's laughing but his demeanor remained threatening enough to have the student behind Naruto scared to the core.

Seeing as Neji won't back down so easily, Naruto lightly shoved away the chubby boy to get him out of harm's way and in the corner of his eye, he sees a girl rush over and hug the student. He is almost certain that they are related.

"You're a waste of space." Neji said, disgust trailing in his words. "You're not normal, you fucking freak."

Naruto chuckled humorlessly. "You know, you secret like me. When you're alone in your bed at night, do you fantasize about me?"

A hard shove to the chest has Naruto crashing through the set of empty desks stacked behind him in the back of the class. The loud noise has the class alerted and they murmur amongst themselves with anticipation and fear that Naruto was seriously injured. They begin to move away from the chaotic scene. Naruto is lucky as none of the heavy desks collide with his body, but instead scatter around him in messy piles.

Neji kicked away one of the desks that sheltered Naruto from him. "You fucking bitch." His leg swiftly delivered a powerful kick to Naruto's already bruised torso.

The students watched with pitiful eyes, each of them too afraid to intervene and be dubbed the next freak. One student although had enough sense to run out of the class and seek some help.

Naruto groaned loudly as a particularly hard kick is delivered to his chest. In his head, the scenario had played out entirely different. He was going to be the hero who saved the day, not a pummeled mess that even the victim he tried to save now pitied.

Neji was relentless and kept going. Even as Naruto started to spew blood, his kicks continued, attacking any open space he found with each kick getting harder and harder.

Naruto couldn't take it anymore. So he lost his pride, and grabbed a hold of Neji's leg to stop the violent attack on his body. That only seemed to anger his attacker more who used his other leg to step on his Naruto's arms painfully. Naruto shut his eyes tightly from the pain. He wondered if it would've hurt less if he hadn't already suffered a beating the day before.

Just as Naruto thought the students of his class would really just stand still and watch him die before their eyes, the ruthless kicks suddenly stopped. The voice is faint but he's sure it's Kiba. The voices are yelling back and forth and he wished he knew what they were saying.

He doesn't know where the strength came from but he managed with much difficulty to remove his body from the ground. Blood leaked from his nose or lips he wasn't sure. Grabbing a hold of the many tables around him, he stood up and is faced with his attacker.

He forced a smile. "If you're satisfied for the day, can you leave him alone now?" His breathing was heavy and his vision is slightly blurred. Naruto stretched out his hand and waited patiently.

Neji watched him with hateful eyes. He's still upset, that much is clear. The glasses he had previously stolen from the student is removed from his uniform pocket by Kiba and tossed to the ground.

Naruto gave Kiba a quick glance of annoyance before he bent over and retrieved the glasses. He groaned loudly from the intense pain that ignited through his body. He grimaced as he walked over to the student who was huddled away with the rest of the class. The chubby boy slowly retrieved his glasses and Naruto advised him to sit in the empty seat in front of starting tomorrow.

With slow movements, Naruto limped out of the class and he's met outside by his infamous teacher. And if Naruto had the strength, he would've laughed at the comical expression on the teacher's face.

"Guess the omega never learns his fucking lesson."

The teacher doesn't miss the trace of sadness within those words and he's at a loss for words. He watched the student cling onto the lockers of the hall for support as he limped to who knows where. One moment he saw a pitiful student, the next a hurt lone wolf limping away and desperately searching for a pack to aid and accept him for he was.

"Outside Mr. Hyuuga. Now!" The teacher shouted as he entered the class and the students immediately rushed to their seats.

"What the fuck? I didn't even do shit. He started with me."

"Now Mr. Hyuuga, or would you rather prefer a suspension?" The teacher kept his stern gaze on the teen until he stood up and walked down to meet him in the front of class. "Wait outside." He pointed his index finger to the door, his eyes firm on the smirking teen.

Neji looked past the teacher to the male student that had run out to seek help. "Watch what I do to you after class, snitch." He threatened the cowering boy with no fear of doing it in front of the teacher.

"Excuse me, Mr. Hyuuga?"

"I'm just messing with him." Neji gave a wide grin before he strolled out of the class.

The young teacher sighed in defeat and turned to face the student who stared at him with wide fearful eyes. The teacher assured him his safety before he instructed the student to take his seat. He then sternly told the students to sit quietly and wait for their instructor to arrive before he walked outside to deal with the infamous Neji Hyuuga who all teachers were at this point tired of dealing with.

You could never get through to the boy. They were seriously losing their patience with the student and now, they were beginning to consider expulsion.

How many of us have met a Neji in real life and wanted nothing more than to punch them in their face? Ughh... I can't believe people like that actually exist. Bullying is never okay. And don't even get me started on Kiba... Boy!