I awoke to the smell of pancakes and the sound of the TV blasting on full volume. "Kan...Kuro." I looked at the time on my phone. It was 1pm. "Damn, it's late…" I remembered the text that I had gotten from Hinata yesterday. Like an idiot, I opened up the message and read it a few more times. I couldn't tell if she was angry, disappointed, happy, sad, frustrated…or confused. "Kankuro!" I slurred. I sounded drunk out of my mind.

"Yo." He came out from the kitchen.

"Sup." I wiped my eyes and yawned. "What's cookin'?"

"Pancakes n' Shit." Kankuro leaned on the wall. "Go have some."

"Not entirely sure about the "n' Shit" part, but I'll have some pancakes." "Definitely." I sat down at the kitchen table and stuffed half a pancake in my mouth.

"Damn."

"WHA." I turned to Kankuro with food falling out of my mouth, trying to gulp everything down before I choked on it.

"Slob."

"You know it."

"So, you're going to see Hinata today, right?"

I stopped chewing for a few seconds and stared at the half eaten pancake. "Yup." I pointed a finger up and began to speak again. "But,"

"But?"

"We need to chill first, because, it's 4 hours away from the golden hour, and my palms are already sweaty." I wiped my hands on my boxers and stood up from the kitchen table. "Honestly, I mean, it really doesn't get any worse than this."

"Chill, huh?"

"Yeah, you know what I mean."

"You know I don't like it when you do that here."

"You're the one who got me fixed, Kankuro, don't start this with me."

"But Kiba, you told me yourself you wanted to change for Hinata. Isn't that right?"

"As far as it's gone between us, Kankuro, I'm sure we'll never end up in the position I want us in."

"Sexual positions?"

"You know what I mean…"

Kankuro sighed and disappeared into his room and came back out holding a box.

"Exactly."

"Kiba, you put up a good argument."

"No I don't, you just give up easily."

"What can I say? I'm weak."

"Look at me. I'm weaker than you'll ever be."

"I can't even get my best friend to stop this ridiculous habit…Who's weaker?"

I looked at Kankuro, and his eyes dug into mine. "Don't say that."

"It's true."

"Yeah, but-"

"But I need your approval so much, I can't stop making you like this."

"Don't get all homo on me, Kankuro…"

"Just shut up…And sit down before I change my mind."

I never really was the drug type, but when I could get my hands on them, I would. Bad habit? Yeah, it was a disgusting habit. I couldn't necessarily refuse, though. I was pretty much addicted. Kankuro wasn't as bad as I was. In fact, he's the person I come to. He only helps me because he knows how bad the symptoms of withdrawal are. I remember I had promised I wouldn't get too far as to even experience withdrawal, but it was too late. I felt horrible always putting him in this position. He was my best friend, after all.

I laughed to myself, my veins pulsing with chemicals. And I want Hinata to love me for whom I really am? For this?

"I'm an idiot."

"Who isn't an idiot these days?"

"No, I'm an idiot." I said with a hint of pity.

"Relax." He pushed me down on his bed and I felt nothing.

"Kankuro…" I stared at the ceiling fan, circling and circling above my head, making the light flicker. With every turn, the fan slowed down, but I still felt the wind coming at me full force. I looked at the clock. 2pm. "This is taking too long."

"Sorry about that." Kankuro lifted his head and sighed. "You're right. Just go to sleep."

"…But I'm not tired."

"You will be after this." He threw something at me. I smoked it. Two minutes later, I'm tired and hungry. "Kankuro, I don't like how you take advantage of me."

"I don't take advantage of you. You come to me, I refuse, you keep bothering me, and I give in." He scowled.

"Exactly! Keep refusing. Don't give in…" I was focusing on the ceiling fan, and it put me in a trance. "Maybe if you just… I dunno, maybe if you refused every day, I wouldn't be like this."

"So now it's my fault?" He chuckled sarcastically. "You talk too much."

"If I didn't talk at all, I'd have no hope of defeating myself."

"This was supposed to make you relax."

"S'not working. It's making me think." I extended my arms over the sides of the bed and stared to the right, focusing on and off of my fingers. My eyes felt heavy, but my conscience was alive and active. Vivid pictures filled my head, and the nanosecond right before my eyes closed, I saw her.

Shortest Chapter, but I made sure it had a meaning so it wouldn't disappoint.I'm working on chapter 5 now, which should be much longer than any of the previous chapters.!(: Here comes the angst~

-Mareeh'Inuzukaaa