Chapter 7 is here! Yay! :P

This one gets a little long, but I really felt like this all belonged in the same chapter.

So, here ya go!

Enjoy! ;)


I fucked it all up... It's all over. Somehow I had managed to walk all the way back to my house without collapsing. I stumbled up my front steps and leaned gently against the door. I need to fix this. I can't live without her. With a groan I closed my eyes and rang the doorbell. Please don't be mom...

Before she had even opened the door I could hear her bitching. Great, god's blessed me again this morning. Fucking deity. I took a step back. Opening my eyes I saw my mother standing before me, obviously pissed. "Kiba, you stupid fucking punk! Get your ass in this house right now!" She grabbed my arm and pulled me in, slamming the door behind her. I winced in pain as she slapped me hard across my face. "Where the hell where you last night?!"

I pushed her away, taking a step backwards towards my room. "Don't you fucking touch me, you whore!" I took a quick sniff of the air, then cringed at the heavy scent of liquor that engulfed her. "You're drunk again. Your reeking of vodka!" I turned and continued towards my room. I saw Akamaru poke his head out from my bedroom. I'm surprised Hana didn't lock him up again. I yelped in pain as I heard glass shatter and felt something hard collide with the back of my head. I turned, seeing that she had a newly broken bottle in her hand.

"Yeah, I'm not the only one." She said with a sickening laugh, "Enjoying your tequila, eh Kiba?" Fuck. She has an even better sense of smell than me. I heard Akamaru growling and Hana trying to shush him. I smelt blood, figuring that it was from my head wound. Great, now I get a concussion too. What a great way to end this wonderful morning. "And why the hell aren't you in school?" She growled. "Hana told me about you coming home early yesterday. Damn it Kiba, your just like your fucking father! Can't do shit for nobody!"

I had a urge to punch her right in the face, but I knew that that would only make everything worse. She'd end up calling the cops, giving them a bullshit story about how I started it all. I really didn't need to end up in jail again. Instead I trudged down the hallway, calling Akamaru to my side, and stopped in the bathroom to wash off my wound. I ran the water onto a washcloth and slowly put it to the back of my head. Akamaru licked my other hand, trying to console me. I smiled lightly to show my appreciation. A moment later I heard the front door slam, and then footstep come toward me. I fucking swear if that's mom again...

"Oh, ototo-kun (little brother)..."

I turned around, seeing Hana in the doorway. Was she...crying? My eyes widened. I've never seen Hana cry before. I didn't really know what to say. "A...are you...whats wrong?" I asked, dropping the now bloody washcloth onto the floor. Weeping, she flung herself onto me. I tentatively hugged her back. This is weird. Usually she just sits by and pretends she didn't see anything. "Hana-chan?"

"O-oh god, Kiba. I-I-I'm so s-sorry!" she sobbed. "I'm such a b-bad sister! All these y-years, I ... I just ignored it. I'm s-so stupid!" I held her tighter. All my life I've never really felt like she was my actual sister. I mean, siblings look out for each other, right? But with Hana and I, we just kind of avoided the things that we should have shared the most. She stopped crying for a moment and looked up at me. "Oh... ototo-kun... your head." Oh yeah.

"Eh," I said, faking a smile, "It's nothing." I didn't want to make her any more upset than she already was.

"Kiba, don't lie to me." She pulled out of my embrace and put her hands on her hips. "Now sit down, baby brother. I have to stop the bleeding."

With a sigh I sat down on the toilet seat. Ah hell, I'll probably need stitches. I fucking hate stitches! Akamaru, as if reading my thoughts, started licking my hand again. I smiled, scratching him behind the ears. Hana began examining the gash in my head.

"Well, it's not that deep, but there is a lot of blood. I'll give you a few stitches to be on the safe side." She smiled, bending down so that we were eye to eye. "Oh, and after this I'll drop you off at school." Fuck. Hinata-chan. My smile disappeared, leaving only sorrow. My gaze fell to the floor. She'll probably avoid me all day. "Kiba?"

I glanced back up, seeing worry in my sisters eyes. "Yeah...?"

"I know when somethings wrong, especially when its with you. But--hey," she giggled, grabbing my hand, "Whatevers wrong, something will come around to resolve it." I stared blankly at her in doubt. I've been waiting for that 'something' for a while. "I promise, ototo-kun. Trust me." For some reason, what she just said really hit me. I felt a small part of the despair inside slip away. I smiled, squeezing her hand.

"I trust you."

--In the school hallway--

I sighed, leaning against my locker. Ugh, my fucking head's gonna explode! I guess a hangover, slap in the face, and bottle to the head isn't the best morning combo. I rubbed my temples, hoping to god that this headache will go away soon. This officially the worst day of my life. Akamaru, who was sniffing around a moment ago, was now barking loudly. This did NOT help my headache. "Aka-kun, shush! Please. Your killing me." He kept barking. "Stop it, fuck, I swear--" I stopped, gasping. My heart started beating faster. That sweet scent. Now I know who he was barking at. A second later I saw a familiar black haired girl come around the corner. Hinata. She mustn't be paying attention. If she was she would have spotted me long ago, and probably would have ran the other way. I sighed, placing my hand on Akamaru's head; my last warning to stop barking. This time it worked. She continued walking towards me. She must really be out of it. Without warning Akamaru darted towards her, barking. He jumped onto her, nearly knocking her over.

"Ah!" she shrieked, snapping back into reality. "O-oh... Akamaru?" He began nuzzling her, and with a shy smile she seemed relieved for a moment. Then suddenly panic flashed in her eyes. "But t-that must mean..." Her eyes searched around the hallway, and stopped on me. "Oh... god... K-kiba..."

"Hey Hinata." I mumbled, shuffling my feet. Please, Kiba, don't make things worse. I just stared at her for a moment. She's so damn beautiful. I know I should give up. But even after everything she said this morning... I'm still in love with her. I slowly walked towards her, trying my hardest to keep a blank face. With a whistle I called Akamaru to my side. He quickly ran to me, and with a smile I kneeled down to talk to him. "Hey, why don't you run off somewhere for a little bit, okay? I need to talk to Hinata-chan alone." I whispered. After a lick of my hand for luck, he scampered off down the hallway. Smile fading, I stood up, turning back to Hinata.

"Kiba, don't do this." She was staring at the ground, her arms crossed. With a small, sad smile I began walking towards her. She needs to know how I feel. She lifted her gaze, her gray eyes pleading me to turn away. "I already told you..."

Ignoring her again, I continued slinking towards her until we were standing face to face. "I know, Hinata. I know you'll never love me. But... I love you."

She sighed, and her eyes grew colder. "Please, just... j-just stop. Last night was..." She paused, unsure if she should continue. I could already tell what she was going to say. "A... m-m-mistake. A big one. Y-you know I want Naruto."

I laughed slightly, not because this was funny, but because it's just so unfair. "It's always Naruto. God, Hinata, can't you see? It's just a big chain of heartbreak. I love you, you love Naruto, Naruto loves Sakura, Sakura loves Sasuke. None of us will ever have our selfish desires fulfilled. That's just not how life works." I looked up, staring blankly at the ceiling tiles. I can't look at her anymore... it hurts too much. "None of us will ever be happy that way. The only thing we can do to even get remotely close to happiness is to flip our position in that chain, and love the one who loves us." I could feel tears welling up again. Not here, Kiba! Not now. I cleared my throat, turning my gaze to the floor. "Naruto's never going to acknowledge you, Hinata. He's never going to see you for the amazing, beautiful, spectacular human being you are. But... I do. I see you, and I can't help but find myself amazed by you. You're like a fucking rainbow, Hinata-chan. You can always see it from afar, but you'll never be able to get close enough to embrace it. You, more than anyone, should be able to see this. Your blessed with those eyes of yours, but yet you just ignore whats right in front of your face." I forced my eyes to go back up, locking them with Hinata's. God I hope she's really listening. "I want you, Hinata Hyuuga. I need you... can't you see?"

She was silently crying now; beautiful tears pouring down her beautiful face. "I-I'm sorry, K-kiba-kun... but I don't want you." With that, she turned and ran sobbing down the hallway.

I've lost her. Suddenly I couldn't feel my knees. I collapsed, landing harshly on the concrete tiles. I don't want you. I gasped for air, but for some reason it just wouldn't go to my lungs. I don't want you. My tears wouldn't stay at bay any longer and now freely fell down my face. I don't want you. He didn't want you. Nobody wants you! I tried once again to breathe, but failed miserably. I could feel something bad. But it wasn't really quite a 'feeling', it was more like a memory. That's why he left. Despite my fights for consciousness, my eyelids began to close and the darkness washed over me. The next time they were opened I was only 6-years-old.

--flashback--

"Mommy? ... Mommy are you there?"

"Yes, Kiba. Damn it, I'm trying to sleep! What is it?!"

"Um... well, you know I started at the ninja academy today..."

"And? What about it?"

"Well, onee-chan (older sister) went as my parent. But..."

"What is it?! Don't waste my time!"

"I-I'm sorry, mommy. I... I know you couldn't go because you don't feel good. But after seeing everyone there with their mommies and their daddies... I just kind of started wondering... Where's my daddy?"

"HA! So, Kiba, you want to know where your daddy is? Why he's not here anymore? Really?"

"Y-yes, mommy. Please."

"Your father used to be here... he used to live with us. Us being Hana and I. We were a perfect family. But then I found out I was going to have another baby. Your father couldn't take it. 'We don't have enough money!' he said. 'There's no way we can raise two kids'. I tried my hardest to convince him we could do it, but it always just turned into a fight. As I got further along into the pregnancy, things just kept getting worse. Our relationship was falling apart. And then the day came when I had the child. The minute it was born, my husband looked at it in disgust. He ended up leaving me the next day. He said he didn't want the second child, he only wanted his little girl. He even tried to take Hana with him. I don't know why, but for some reason I believed I could do it. I thought I could raise you both. Heh, that was a long time ago. But all in all, child, the reson he left... he didn't want you."

"W...what?"

"It was you, Kiba. He didn't want you! That's why he left. Your the reason why I have to degrade myself for money, so I can pay for your food and your schooling. Why the fuck should I care about you?! I didn't want you either, Kiba! I don't want you! Nobody want's you! And that's why your daddy left!"

--end flashback--


Awe, another depressing chapter for Kiba. :(

I swear I'll lighten the mood soon!

The story picks up again in chapter 8.

I'll have that out soon.

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