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By TwinEnigma
Warnings: AU
Tail Four:
Kiba was a simple kind of guy. He liked simple things. He liked rough-housing, goofing off with the guys, sleeping in class and playing with Akamaru.
He didn't like Kyuubi. The fox was ten kinds of complicated and had an annoying habit of making things harder than they had to be.
Well, sort of, at any rate.
It wasn't like using the fox on the most rudimentary level was any different than his clan's techniques. He knew how to handle enhanced senses and didn't find anything odd about moving like a canine in the slightest. The only massive difference was the chakra. Caustic and unforgiving, the fox's chakra could make him a hell of a lot stronger and heal him at insane speeds, sure, but it completely screwed with his ability to work with Akamaru safely.
That would not do.
Akamaru was his buddy. They were like brothers or as close as a boy and his nin-dog could be to it. Long before this whole Kyuubi thing got dropped on his shoulders, he'd promised that he and Akamaru were a team and he'd meant it. Just cause there was a huge stupid not-so-dead fox in his stomach now didn't mean things were going to change completely. They'd have to be a little more careful from here on out, but they were still a team.
So, no matter what, even if he and Akamaru might lose in the elimination matches, he wouldn't drag the fox out. They'd do this together or not at all.
And with the way he was grinning, Kiba'd be damned if Naruto didn't have something up his sleeve.
He gave the blond boy a matching grin and dropped down into the arena with Akamaru by his side. "This'll be fun."
AN: Kiba... well. You can pretty much guess what Naruto's going to do to him.