A/N: I'm back everyone! Yay! I haven't been updating stories for a personal reason, and trust me; it was painful to see your reviews, follows, and favorite roll in; and I couldn't do anything about it. But I'm doing something about it now! Since I've been offline, I've looked over the reviews to my last question, and it's OFFICIALLY a KibaNaru fiction. This is a first for me, so let's see how this turns out. Enjoy.

Sorry for any errors. Remember, it's not BETA'D.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. We all know this right? Good.

~Chapter 3~

Naruto languidly closed the door, as he shut his eyes and sighed idly to himself. Why was it so hard to leave Kiba alone? The blonde worried his bottom lip, while he debated whether to open the door again. The velvet carpet under his feet seemed to hold him in place, as his right hand slid down the door's smooth surface. Uzumaki groaned inwardly, but thought nothing of the matter, as he turned and stalked down the hallway to the elevators. He couldn't bring himself to turn around; so his azure eyes stayed fixated on those metal doors ahead of him. With his eyes still glazed over from the alcohol, the man jammed both hands into each pocket as he lolled against the wall and waited patiently for the elevator doors to open. His shaggy blonde locks were plastered upon the wall, while he gazed absentmindedly down the hallway.

Sasuke.

It wasn't that he didn't like Kiba; it was more so that he couldn't like the foreigner. Naruto had been hurt by strangers before, and he really could not fathom what would happen, if Kiba did the same. The young man sighed in exasperation. Languidly withdrawing his right hand from its confinement; Naruto then massaged his left arm idly.

Sasuke.

An abrupt sound of a buzzer elicited the blonde to jolt from his deep thoughts, allowing his azure eyes to size up the sliding doors. They slowly opened; scraping metal against metal with a horrific screech. Naruto winched slightly at the sound, regaining his composure after undergoing such a nasty noise. The wretched odor of sweat slithered out the now agape doors, and all Naruto could do was embrace the smell. Lolling against the back wall, he pressed the down arrow and the metal doors screeched shut. He loathed this. Sighing, Naruto closed his eyes in exasperation as that day's events rolled into his conscience. Sakura's legs wrapped after his Sasuke, moaning out to his Sasuke, and said Sasuke allowing it all the happen!

A loud buzzer went off, eliciting the blonde to jump from the abrupt noise. He hastily looked around, calculating his surroundings before existing the elevator into the main lobby. It was nicely polished, decorated with velvet carpet with matching drapes. He sheepishly lowered his head and made way to the hotel's foyer. He didn't want anyone to stop him- no he just simply wanted to leave; that is until he glanced over his right shoulder and saw those familiar eyes glaring at him. Those sinister eyes were filled with enthrallment, and the wry smirk upon the man's face made Naruto's blood run cold.

What was he doing here?

"Uzumaki, Naruto...What a surprise to see you here." The husky voice croaked out, as the lean man stalked towards him. His dark hair slicked back, and black suit hugging his body tightly. "Does Otouto know you're here?" His voice was cold while speaking to the blonde, as if daring him to lie. Naruto whipped around to walk off, only to feel a tight grasp clench his wrist in a firm hold. "Naruto, don't you dare-"

"-Itachi, let go of me! I'm a grown ass man! Your brother does not need to worry about me, since he's too busy having sex with other people!" Itachi stared at the aggrieved young man, noting the tears accumulating in his light blue eyes. "Just let go!-"

"-Sasuke wants to see you." Naruto snatched away, gasping for breath at the sight of Itachi's devious smile. "C'mon Naruto, you've had your fun for the night-"

"-I can do whatever I want." Itachi calculated the taut man, before he cackled; toppling over in exaggerated laughter. Naruto rushed off; gritting his teeth, when the older man slammed his body against a nearby wall. The raven leaned forward, after pulling Naruto's hands behind his back; allowing his warm breath to attack the nape of the blonde's neck.

"Ita...Itachi-"

"-Did you forget who runs this hotel?" The raven cooed into his ear. Soft lips pressed softly against his cheek, as the other spoke quietly to him. "I saw you come in with another guy, and how dare you shame the Uchiha name!" He hissed, as he yanked the man's arms further back.

"AAAAAAAHH!-"

"-You will go home...and I'll make sure you do." Naruto winched. Closing his eyes in excruciating pain, the blond Japanese native cried out for help. "Go get in the car." The Uchiha heir tossed his brother's mate onto the floor, glaring at the man in utter distaste. Naruto clenched his right shoulder, gritting his teeth as pain viscously attacked his arm and neck. "Go get in the damn car-"

"-Naruto!" The raven snapped up at the sound of an unfamiliar voice, at which he narrowed his eyes in annoyance. Kiba rushed over to the Japanese native, helping the man rise to his feet. "I told you to stay with me." Naruto averted his eyes, pushing the brunette away from his person. Kiba gawked at him, reaching down to pick him up; only to be pushed away once more.

"Naruto, go get in the car." Itachi spoke in what seemed to be a sympathetic voice, but Naruto knew that couldn't be true. Uzumaki rose from the floor, rushing out the door, while Kiba watched after him. "Listen here." Itachi croaked out, eliciting Kiba to avert his eyes abruptly. The tall raven, slithered his fists into his pockets while Kiba clenched his jaw in anger. "Just be careful whose business you decide to jump into. You never know what kind of baggage they're carrying-"

"-Naruto doesn't want to go with you!" Kiba retorted. "Leave him alone!"

"Curiosity killed the cat, foreigner- don't end up being that cat." Itachi made his way to the hotel double doors, coming to a halt; at which he turned to face Kiba. "You aren't in America anymore, so watch your back...Japan can't save you." Kiba glared at the raven, watching him leave into the darkness until he was the only one left in the lobby (along with the woman at the front desk). The brunette released a mantra of obscenities under his breath, as he punched the wall in outrage.

"Neji, is gonna kill me, but I can't leave for Suna. No, not until I know Naruto's okay." He mused.

Whatever the hell is going on in Konoha, Kiba is bound to find out about it.

~I'm sorry for the shortness of this chapter. I was motivated to write a lot for this chapter, however I couldn't regain it back after about half way through writing. I'm so behind in all my stories, but I plan on updating some more really soon. Hope you enjoyed it, albeit it was short. Follow, Favor, Review; do whatever you see fit too! Peace!~