His house looked good. It was clean. Everything was in its place and nothing was out of place. Hell, if one wanted to, Kiba believed they would be able to eat off the floor.
His house was finally clean.
It was too clean.
His mother would know something was up the second she stepped in.
He had to fix this before his mother got back.
"Hey, Kiba, I don't think I've ever seen your house this clean."
Just what in the world were those two still doing here? And why did they look as disheveled and sated as Kiba was sure he had looked when he had woken up?
"Ino, Sakura, don't you two have better things to do with your lives than just stay in my home?" The Inuzuka growled softly as he crossed his arms over his chest, glancing at them through narrowed eyes.
His house was much too clean for his mother not to be suspicious. She would immediately know there was something wrong and Kiba had somehow screwed up. That would be the only reason why the house would be so clean. His house was never truly clean unless someone had messed up big time. He had seen it happen with his sister when she'd made the huge mistake of throwing a large house party at the end of her junior year and had cleaned the house too much.
His mother had yet to forgive her for the way one of her classmates (a kid no one had been able to identify) had managed to steal one of their most prized possessions, a katana that had been in their family for centuries. They had been able to recover it years later, but it had cost quite a pretty penny and his mother had yet to forgive his sister.
No one had stolen anything... Kiba hoped. But from what he had been able to see of the house, even though everything was clean, every single thing that his mother may have missed was still here. The only problem was that it was much too clean.
"Well, we're trying to get over our hangovers before we go anywhere."
Ino's answer did not surprise Kiba. But it did bother him.
The blonde smiled broadly at him, even though her eyes were red rimmed and showed how clearly tired she was. Sakura smiling softly, although her eyes were squinted because of the pounding undoubtedly devastating her head at the moment. And he felt a sick kind of contentment at seeing that they were both showing signs of being hurt by their own activities from the past night.
"You're not getting any food or sympathy from me. You've already freeloaded enough." The teen crossed his arms over his chest with a slight sneer towards the females, whom gasped and recoiled at his anger.
"But Kiba!" Ino stomped her foot while Sakura looked at him with clearly confused eyes, but the male merely shook his head.
"You're not even supposed to be in here!" The boy shouted back, exasperated at the girls actions. "If my mom had come back during the middle of the night and found you here, your parents would have killed me!"
Ino crossed her arms over her chest and jutted her hip out, black skirt swishing over her thighs, and hissed at him, "Well your mom didn't come so everything is fine!"
All the while, Sakura's eyes unfocused and her head cocked to the side, "My dad wouldn't try to kill you... Sure, my mom would, but..."
With a glare at both girls, Kiba shook his head, "If she had arrived, she would have found you two sleeping with some strange dude and I would have gotten my ass handed to me by her before your father," He pointed at Ino, then at Sakura, "And your mother tag teamed and cut my head off!"
Ino, being the more hotheaded of the two, seemed ready to shout back at Kiba. But before she could, Sakura shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, you're right. Especially since I just lost my virginity last night."
Both Kiba and Ino were left stunned by the girl's bluntness. Ino's jaw hung open while a devious smirk began to form on the male's face. Then, with a whoop, Kiba jumped up and hugged the girl tightly.
Even with the still present sluggishness and tiredness that came after a night of drinking, the Inuzuka couldn't hold his energy inside. Not when he had heard the usually proper and polite Sakura say something that would normally have embarrassed and kind of humiliated her in such a carefree way.
"Congratulations, girl!"
"Kiba!" Ino shouted, then glared at her pink haired best friend. "Sakura, you promised you would keep quiet about that!"
It was strange, really. In most cases of embarrassing things, it was Sakura that blushed and Ino that giggled wildly. But in this case, as he spun the pinkette around, Sakura was giggling as if she was still under the effects of the alcohol, all the while Ino shouted at her and had her face turn as red as a tomato.
"Kiba, let go of Sakura right now! I think she's still drunk!"
"So what if I am, Ino?" The girl wrapped her arms around Kiba, pressing her cheek against his own with a broad smile. "I was clearly too drunk to have accepted that threesome! Maybe the effects are still... You know... Effecting..."
It was at this point that Kiba decided that drunk Sakura was amazing. Hungover Ino, though, was a stick in the mud.
He kind of didn't mind the girls having stayed the night anymore... Sure, it was annoying to know that they had done the deed- especially with some guy he didn't even know- in one of his house's guest rooms, but he could admit that it was a good distraction.
Besides, it wasn't every day he was allowed to hug Sakura this tightly. She usually pushed him away by the face whenever he tried to hug her. Ino was a wild card whenever it came to those hugs. Whenever he asked for one, her answers reflected her mood. If she was happy, she'd accept without any trouble. If angry, she'd punch him. Or if feeling annoyed but nice, she'd punch him... Then hug him.
Ino huffed in irritation as Sakura threw her arms back and leaned back, forcing Kiba to hug her body even closer to his own to make sure that she didn't fall back and hit herself against the floor. She whooped as he tried his best to keep her balanced, then Kiba smiled nervously at Ino.
"Yeah. I'm sure the alcohol is still 'effecting' her."
He had never seen Sakura so happy before. He'd been much too busy getting drunk and getting laid the past night to notice just how fun the girl could be.
... He'd have to get her drunk more often.
But away from his home. Next time he'd force Naruto to throw the party at his house so he wouldn't have to fear his mother's wrath.
"You got any breakfast, Kiba?" The girl righted herself and wrapped her arms around his neck, legs wound tightly around his waist. "I'm starving."
Kiba found himself between kicking both girls out and letting them stay. Then, noticing that he was in a better mood because of Sakura's theatrics, decided to just let them eat.
"Sure. You know where the kitchen is, though."
He turned his body around so the girl could see the kitchen, making Sakura giggle just slightly and hug him even tighter. But when he finished turning, the Inuzuka found that Itachi was standing by the doorway to his home, looking at him with an expressionless face.
For some reason that was beyond him, the boy found his face heating up. But before he could even speak and make the Uchiha's presence known to the girls, Sakura decided to make him feel even more illogically embarrassed.
"Take me, Kiba!"
"Sakura!" Kiba shouted, looking up at her through narrowed eyes.
But she merely giggled, and poked his nose. "I meant to take me to the kitchen, silly billy."
"That's it, Sakura." Ino appeared behind Sakura and grabbed her by the shoulders, pushing her down. "Time to get off of Dog Breath."
"Hey, stop that!"
Kiba was forced down along with Sakura because the pinkette wouldn't let go of her. But, luckily, one smack from Ino to her back caused Sakura to jump and release him, making her fall back onto the floor.
She whined and groaned at Ino for being so mean, but soon the blonde was pulling her up and dragging her into the kitchen for food.
Soon enough Kiba turned to look back at Itachi, chuckling nervously at the way the elder's eyes hadn't seemed to left him at all. "Uh... Hi?"
Itachi didn't answer immediately. Instead he took his time, heading towards him with those dark orbs making Kiba feel as if he were a kid that had gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"The cleaning people have finished up. And I have already paid them." Itachi informed the Inuzuka, who nodded stiffly.
"Thanks for that. But..." Kiba scratched at the back of his head as he looked around his home once more, taking in the fact that it was much too clean to be believable.
"But what?" Itachi asked as he quirked one eyebrow, now standing right in front of Kiba.
"Well... I'm real grateful for you having brought these people to clean everything up..." Kiba smiled softly, avoiding Itachi's eyes and instead looking down at his feet. "It's too clean, though. My mom'll find out there's something wrong immediately. She doesn't trust us to actually clean while she's gone, you see."
For some reason, he felt like rambling like some nervous fool whenever Itachi was paying attention to him. It was pretty annoying if he could tell the truth. But at least this time around it wasn't anything too embarrassing.
"It's too clean?"
Itachi was surprised by this. His tone made that much clear. And his head was cocked just slightly to the side in confusion.
"Yeah." Kiba nodded lamely, "I'm going to have to mess some things up before she gets back."
Itachi remained quiet for a few seconds. And immediately Kiba began to feel guilty.
"I know it must have cost a fortune to get them to clean everything and I really am grateful... How's about I pay you back? How much did it cost you?"
But Itachi raised a hand in a stop motion. "Nonsense. I offered to pay and have already done so." Then he smiled softly, raising his hand to place it on Kiba's shoulder. "How do you plan about making your house seem more believable?"
For a moment, Kiba was left stunned. But then he smiled up at the hand on his shoulder and motioned at his home. "You ever played baseball indoors?"
Itachi's eyes widened minutely, but right when he was about to answer, Naruto suddenly burst in through the kitchen's door with a broad smile on his face.
"I heard indoor baseball and I'm in!"
The next few hours were spent by him, Itachi, Sasuke, Naruto, Sakura, and Ino playing indoor baseball. He and Itachi were on a team with Sakura and somehow managed to win. And after a few broken vases, thrown fruit splattered all around, objects left scattered haphazardly through his home, and one brawl between he and Naruto, Kiba deemed his house messy enough for his mother to get back to without feeling too suspicious.
Then, when Ino and Sakura finally left, Itachi moved towards him, wrapped an around his shoulders, and asked, "Shall we speak?"
Kiba, for some reason beyond him, felt his heart start beating like a hyperactive bunny on drugs. But he just nodded, eager to be able to tell the man that he really didn't expect much of a relationship after a one-night stand.
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