Heyyy everyone! Hope you all had a dandy Day of Independence! Yeah I know I'm late. Shut up. I love you people so much! *huggles reviewers* To answer questions...Yes Crimson this is indeed shippuden time. xD That's when Kiba gets smexy...I can't believe I used smexy in a sentence...

Twizzy: Naruto I think you should do the disclaimer today.

Naruto: Hai Twizzy-chan! *gets up and runs to the stage* Twizzy does not own the Naruto characters. They are owned by Mashashi Kishimoto and TV Tokyo. *begins to exit, trips and fails*

Twizzy-chan: *surfer voice* That was awesome dude! That was a narly wipeout. Let's get this shiz rollin'. *does an epic hair flip*

~Chapter 4: Sadness and Sorrow~

(A/N: See what I did there with the title? ;D)

"Dad!" The girl awoke screaming. She flung her blanket aside in blind panic mode and took it all in. She sighed and fell back onto her bad. She realized she was crying and ran a hand over her face. Looking at her clock she saw that it read 2:37 am. Sighing again she bundled herself up in her blanket and walked to her dads room. She stood standing in the hall for what seemed like forever before she turned the knob and entered. She closed the door and curled up on the floor. His scent lingered in the room and eased her pain. She was soon fast asleep.

Yuri stood in her bathroom carefully applying black eyeliner and...

(A/N: Twizzy: No one cares how you look! *grabs the effin' remote*

Yuri: Don't you dare!

Twizzy: *hits the button and watches the tape fast forward with a determined look on her face*

Yuri: *snatches the remote and pushes buttons attempting to stop and rewind it*

*The VCR makes a strange noise and black tape starts pouring out*

Twizzy: *pops knuckles* I'm going to kill you...

Yuri: *pales* Twizzy-chan you wouldn't do such a thing...I'm your OC you love me...meep *runs*

Twizzy: *snickers and pulls out a copy*)

Yuri stood on her doorstep breathing deeply. Her blue hair was pinned up with a black silk brocade. (A/N: I have no friggan' idea what those silk things are called. It's the thing Ino wears on her hair when she chopped it off during the chuunin exams.) Yuri walked slowly and concentrated on her feet and breathing. Oddly enough they were in rhythm.

"Yuri!" Kiba was standing less five feet away, need he be so loud. Ringo and Akamaru were walking by his sides. Ringo gently nuzzled Yuri's hand and Yuri stroked her idly. She pulled a black bandanna out of her pouch and tied it around Ringo's neck.

The shinobi stood in rows. Kiba refused to leave Yuri's side, and for that she was grateful. She listened to various people get up and speak on her father's behalf. A lot of it seemed redundant. How great of a ninja he was, how much he helped the village, how he raised a great daughter. She was crying again. She angrily looked down at her feet. How dare he leave me to fend for myself? First mom leaves and then he just decides to up and let himself get offed? What the hell am I supposed to do? I'm alone...The anger and sadness welled up inside her and threatened to incapacitate her. She gasped for air.

Yuri! Ringo's conscience entered her own and swept aside the anger and sadness, like the littered leaves of an ancient tree.

"What would I do without you?"

"Die, wither away, fall off the edge of the planet, get kidnapped by some of the strongest ninja ever. Take your pick."

"That was a rhetorical question."

Yuri became aware that her hand was brushing Kiba's. He grasped it firmly. She was close to falling to pieces again. People began lining up to say their final goodbyes and she watched solemnly as people began laying white roses. She fingered the flower she brought from their house. The only thing she had ever been able to grow. A single flower with blood red splashes. She placed it between his hands and kissed the Leaf village forehead protector that still sat proudly upon his brow. When the flower bloomed, her father had hugged her and told her how proud it was. She thought it was just a silly flower. She hadn't understood why her father had expressed his pride in something so trivial. Now she understood. Kiba kept her hand firmly encased in his.

After the funeral, Sakura pulled Yuri into a bone crushing hug. She smiled pitifully. Kiba tugged her hand and pulled Yuri away from the crowd of people who probably wanted to ask Yuri about her feelings. She must remember to thank this guy, but for now she couldn't find her voice. Yuri suddenly realized where they were headed. Her spot. With her favorite tree, near her favorite lake.

"Sit." Kiba commanded.

She sat.

"Kiba what's this-?

"You are going to let it out."

"Let what out? I'm perfectly fine!" She yelled getting to her feet.

Kiba quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her back down. "Yuri I live with my mom and my sister. Obviously both female. I think I know what I'm talking about. I really don't want to be bothered by your sulking later."

Yuri glared.

"Again. I live with two females your feeble glares do nothing."

They fell silent and she let her mind wander. Kiba and Yuri were sitting back to back.

"Remember that time you and your dad took a boat out to the middle of the lake, but you didn't know how to stand on a moving boat and you tipped it over." Kiba said snickering.

She didn't answer.

"What about the time, when you were depressed about your mom and how you didn't know who was gonna take you shopping and your dad ended up trying to take you?"

She of course remembered that, she just was choosing not to respond. Although she could feel the unwelcome white hot sting of tears. Yuri closed her eyes and felt the tears slide down her cheeks.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked, trying to keep her voice level.

"Because, I-need for you to get over this, so that you can return to normal life." She noticed he had been about to say something else, but he changed his mind mid-sentence.

She sobbed, those irritating, body racking sobs and tucked her head between her knees and wrapped her arms around herself. Yuri cried and cried. Ringo withdrew from her somewhat, because of the force of the pain. She padded over to Yuri and nuzzled her side gently. Kiba shifted and pulled her arms free of her legs. She and the dog boy were face to face. He tugged sharply and she tumbled ungracefully into his arms. He hugged her while she sobbed and sniffled pitifully. If anyone else were to see her like this, she would die of embarrassment. Yuri Hokkaido never cried.

Yuri and Kiba lay side by side, in opposite directions so that their heads were next to each other. They were cloud watching.

"Hey what does that one look like?" Kiba asked pointing.

"Hmm, a hippo in a tutu." They looked at each other, then burst out laughing. Kiba stood to his feet and pulled Yuri to hers.

"Wanna go for ramen?" He asked earnestly.

Even if she wanted to, Yuri couldn't say no to that face.

"What the heck are we waiting for?" She said with a grin and bounded away, her ever faithful wolf at her heels. Kiba suppressed a laugh and trotted after her with his best friend at his heels.

That night Kiba lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. His mom and Hana had just about wore him out. They kept quizzing him on his time with Yuri.

"Sometimes they act more in love with Yuri than I do," Kiba said out loud.

Did I just say that? Kiba thought to himself as he turned over. The ever present photo of him and Yuri sat like a frozen confirmation. The coy grin Yuri wore in the picture and Kiba's cocky smirk made him smile. He fell asleep, the smile still on his face.

(A/N: Sadness and Sorrow by Toshiro Masuda (a genius))

:-O What did you think? I hope it wasn't too boring. I thought the bit of fluff livened it up considerably. :) You know what to do! R&&R!