Kiba wriggled around as much as possible given his current situation, trying to find a comfortable way to lie on the bed when his hands were still tied behind his back. He could see Kankuro sitting relaxed in the corner working on his puppets. The same thing he had been doing since depositing Kiba unceremoniously onto the bed like a piece of luggage. The puppet master hadn't even shifted from his position when Kiba had determined to use the last of his energy to wage an assault against him with a series of curses that would have made even Tsunade proud. At least two hours had passed since then in silence, and with nothing to distract himsef, Kiba was able to fully concentrate on just how uncomfortable he really was. He could feel the ropes rubbing against his skin and the arm he was lying on had long since fallen asleep. For someone as constantly active as Kiba, this kind of restraint was unbearable. Not to mention the fact that there was a certain call from nature that was getting hard to ignore. Kiba quickly decided he had to make some decisions.

"Hey, when exactly are you going to untie me anyway? I have needs you know!"

Kankuro turned his head and examined the other before slowly rising and walking over. "You know exactly what you have to say if you want to be let loose."

Kiba glared up at the other. It was infuriating having to lie down and look up at the person you were talking to. The thought of actually bargaining with the man to be able to sit up made a knot rise in Kiba's throat that he was sure he would choke on. Then to make matters worse, Kankuro actually leaned over so that his lips were just inches from Kiba's ear and when he spoke Kiba could feel his warm breath against his skin and was unable to hide the shiver it caused him.

"Well, what about it, my little pet? Do you think you can behave yourself if I let you off your chain?"

Kiba could feel the heat burning under his skin and, despite his exhaustion, he felt the slightest rush of chakra as his fangs extended. Kiba tried to throw his head upward into the puppet master's smug face but the other pulled back just a fraction of a second too quickly.

"Screw you, you piece of shit! When I get free I'm going to kill you for talking to me like that!"

Kankuro smiled cruelly at his prisoner and began stepping back. "Now, now, Bad Dog! No one is going to let you out for walks if you can't play nice. I'll give you some more time to think about it."

Kiba's eyes widened and he suddenly felt very desperate. "Damn it Kankuro, I have to pee!"

"Pee on the bed for all I care." Kankuro turned to go back to the corner.

Kiba whimpered slightly and hesitated only a second before calling out with desperation in his voice. "Wait!"

Kankuro paused without turning. "I'm listening."

Kiba felt his cheeks burn again, but this time with humiliation instead of rage. His voice tightened as he tried to speak against the lump that had returned to his throat and he determinedly thrust on ahead. "I'll…I'll behave myself. Please just untie me. I won't try anything."

Kankuro, surprisingly did nothing to increase Kiba's shame in the situation. He simply nodded and walked back over to the bed working quickly on the knots. As the knots came loose he pulled one of the kitchen chairs up to the bed and sat in front of Kiba who had now moved himself to a sitting position also. Kankuro reached out for one of Kiba's wrists and started rubbing the spots were the ropes had been to increase circulation. Kiba tried to pull his arm back but Kankuro held fast to it. "Please don't struggle Kiba. Believe it or not, I don't want to hurt you, and the more you act like this the harder it's going to be on yourself."

Kankuro watched Kiba's jaw clench at this comment but felt the resistance leave the others hand and he continued rubbing the other's wrist, moving to the other wrist and then the ankles until he was satisfied. He then paused and looked Kiba straight in the eyes.

"Listen Kiba, I need to know that you understand this situation fully. You ARE my prisoner, and that isn't going to change until I say it does. You will do exactly what I say, when I say it. You will not try to attack me and you will not try to escape. If you act like a rational, mature person then I will treat you like one. However, if you can't contain yourself than I will treat you like the dog you've been acting like and I will keep you on a very short leash. Do yourself a favor and don't make this any more unpleasant than it has to be or I will be very angry. Now, do you understand?"

Kiba looked at his feet and nodded. Kankuro grunted and reached out to forcefully pull Kiba's face up so that he could look him in the eyes.

"Say it, Kiba."

Kiba glared into the others eyes and forced out a reply while resisting the urge to pull away from the other's grip.

"I understand."

Kankuro smiled slightly. "Good. The bathroom's through the door on the left. Go ahead and take a shower while you're in there and give yourself some time to cool off."

Kankuro watched as Kiba entered the bathroom. As soon as the door was closed Kankuro dropped his head into his hands. It had been easy treating Kiba like an enemy shinobi when they were fighting each other, but now that he had to see his former friend in this intimate setting it was hard to deny the old urges to hold him and protect him from everything that was hurting him. Kankuro scoffed at himself for such a stupid thought. In this instance, he was the one doing the hurting and he hated himself for it.