The next few weeks were awkward with Sasuke; everyone seemed to notice except for Kiba. It was slightly disappointing or maybe he noticed and just chose to ignore it. I didn't want to make Kiba jealous, but how does one explain to ones boyfriend that all the whisperings from around school are just rumours when some of them are actually true.

"Irie," Kiba pulled me aside one morning on the way to class "I've tried to ignore it but this is getting irritating."

"What is?" I asked innocently.

"You and Sasuke, something's going on and I want to know what."

"Well," I twisted my fingers together "We're both in drama class Saturday mornings and for the play this year we made the lead roles."

"That's amazing."

"Sasuke and I have to kiss often and make it look real."

Kiba paused "That's it?"

"Kind of. We've practiced parts of the play and kissing Sasuke isn't awkward at all."

"You feel like you're falling for him?"

"No one can replace you Kiba," I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him "You're the only one for me."

"That's what I thought" he teased kissing you again "Parents are coming for a few weeks to see how we're doing in school. I want you to meet mine."

"Then you must meet mine. My father like's Sasori, he's bound to love you."

"Sasori met him before me?" he backed away hurt.

"How else was he going to go to the university of his dreams for free? My father's the dean; any way you think about it Sasori would have to impress him somehow."

Kiba chuckled pulling me close. Unfortunately the bell rung and I had to race to art before Deidara decided to torture me for being late.

"You're late Irie," the blond announced "Detention after school in this room."

"Yes oh high and mighty Deidara."

I snickered at his scowl and winked to the man beside him. Little did Deidara know, his teacher, that man behind him is my brother. The class went by smoothly after my brother was introduced, Deidara probably wanted to make a good impression. The class was almost done when ear splitting screams exploded in the hall.

"What's going on out there?" Hinata asked.

"I wonder if it's Sasuke," Sai mentioned.

"No, not the right kind of scream," I commented.

The door opened, closed and after a moment of silence the girls in the class screamed. Deidara had to set off his clay bombs just to get enough attention to send the girls back to their seats. Reluctantly the girls returned but I went up to the boy who had walked in and smacked him on the back of his head.

"What the hell was that for?" he snapped.

"You're interrupting this semi peaceful school by coming here."

"So?"

"You're a brat," my brother smacked the back of his head as well.

"What is with you two?"

"Irie what's going on?" Deidara demanded.

"Oh," I had forgotten about him "This is my youngest brother Shinji and you already know my oldest brother Kenji."

"Wait my teacher is your brother?"

"Yep and Sasori's dean is my father."

The bell rung, Kenji kissed the top of my head before re-joining Deidara. Shinji wrapped his arm around my waist as I walked to combat training where Kiba waited for my arrival. His smile faded the moment he saw my brother and Sasuke glared immediately.

"Meet my brother Shinji," I introduced immediately "Shinji meet Kiba and his best friend Sasuke."

"Nice to finally meet you, I've heard so much about the two of you," Shinji smiled his actor's smile then winked "We'll talk later."

"Shinji," I scolded.

"Irie!" the teacher called.

"Yes Guy," I walked up to him.

"There's a gentleman here to see you."

Confused I went to the gym door to see my father and behind him Sasori. I jumped into my father's arms kissing his cheek before going to Sasori.

"Nice penguin suit puppet boy," I teased.

"I'm the dean's secretary," he explained proudly.

"Right hand man," my father corrected.

"Not bad. Father, I want you to meet someone," I grabbed his hand "This is Kiba Inuzuka, my boyfriend. Kiba this is my father, Ryo Tama."

"It's a pleasure to meet you sir," Kiba bowed respectfully.

My father eyed him before turning his attention to Sasori. A silent question was asked; tension was rising inside me, I respected my father and his opinion counts for me.

"Personally I like him," Sasori said "He's a respectful young man who loves your daughter."

"Very well," my father turned his attention back to Kiba "Boy, would you do me the honour of joining me for dinner tonight?"

"It would be my honour sir."