Author's Note: Sorry for taking close to forever to update, I hope those of you who like my story will continue to read it, and if you keep reading it I will make sure I update it more frequently, at least once a week. So please read and review.
I don't own Naruto though I'd be really psyched if I did.
Saturday morning Kiba woke early, earlier then even needed to, and far earlier than he ever woke during his normal schedule. When he first started to come into waking conscious and he felt arms encircling his waist his first instinct was to push them away. He hated when he fell asleep before being able to kick out one of his conquests and he woke with their bodies pressed against his. It made him feel trapped, and being trapped was one of the few things that scared him. Death didn't scare him nearly as much as being trapped or caged, he knew if he died it would be on a mission and his name would forever be engraved on the hero stone for all of Konoha to know he'd given his life to better the village. And for Kiba, very little was more important then the village. As a matter of fact, besides Akamaru, his sister, Hana, his mother, his teammates, Kuranai, Hinata, & Shino the village was the only thing he thought worth dying for, he rarely drew the conclusion that since he would die for the village he was pretty much willing to die for everyone he knew that lived in it, but that's how it was just the same. So just as he was about to shove the offending limbs from his torso his brain kicked into gear and he realized the soft skin touching his own belonged to Ino.
The annoyance and anger that had been filling his thoughts left like a gust of wind, replaced with feelings of comfort and warmth. Being in her arms soothed him and her soft skin was cool and gentle in contact with his bare stomach. Her breath was warm and sweet against the back of his neck, and her long blonde locks had escaped their ponytail home in the night to fall across his shoulders.
"Honeysuckle?" he thought. "Ino smells like honeysuckle." Ino moved slightly in her slumber, pressing pert nipples against his bare back, "ooh, I'd like to suckle on those," he chuckled to himself. Kiba lay there for close to twenty minutes just enjoying the pleasure locked into that moment. It had been quite a while since he'd woken up with someone that he didn't immediately want to kick from his bed, and even that hadn't happened recently. Though he frequently brought women home with him to the apartment he shared with Naruto, he usually threw them out that night, and most often right after they'd commenced with the festivities. Originally when he'd started bringing home woman after woman, he'd just left really early in the morning before they woke up and didn't come home until he was sure they had left. Usually Naruto would just eat breakfast with them, he loved having company, and usher them out of the apartment with words of encouragement, ensuring them he was sure Kiba would call, that he was just on an important mission. But that had ended when an extremely jilted feeling lover had accused Naruto of being glib and assaulted him with the plate of eggs he'd just been kind enough to cook for her. After that it had been Kiba's responsibility to get rid of them, Naruto wanted nothing to do with it.
Kiba knew he was getting the reputation of a womanizer, and that many of the girls in the village thought he was a jerk, but it hadn't stopped him from being able to pick them up every night and get what he wanted from them, so it didn't often bother him. The only girl he'd ever cared about had been Hinata, she'd been his first and he'd loved her deeply, but as the relationship continued it became clear to both of them that though they loved one another, they weren't in love, so they had ended it amicably, remaining extremely close friends and trusting teammates. Since then he'd been unable to find any girl that he thought was worth his time. He compared all of them to the konoichi he knew, maybe that was unfair to them but that's what he did. So no woman he'd met had yet been able to match up to Hinata, Sakura, and Tenten and he'd kept himself from feeling anything for them. His reputation never bothered his woman ninja friends so it never bothered him. Until now, oddly enough as he lay there next to Ino, indulging in the bliss her sweet embrace brought to him, he began to worry that she may have been poisoned to feeling things for him due to his disreputable behavior. He began to hope she didn't share the views of the rest of Konoha's female population. It was true that Ino pissed him off more than any woman he'd ever met, but there was something that made all the arguing worth it. Something about Ino drew him to her, made him want to fight with her, just to be close to it, Ino's passion was what drove her, and what drew him to her like a moth to a flame. He was trying his damndest not to fall for the feisty konoichi but it seemed to him that he might have already lost the war.
When he felt Ino wake against his back, a wave of disappointment swept over him, he didn't want this peaceful morning to come to an end. Just lying with her made him feel happier then he'd been, even in the heated throws of sex, with any other woman in a long time, and he'd wanted that moment to last forever. Then he felt her silky supple lips press against the nape of his neck in a soft kiss that brought butterflies to his stomach.
"Good morning sunshine," Ino whispered in his ear. It was four thirty in the morning and they had to get moving if they were going to make it to Furi-zu in time for the daimyo's lunch. They had to be on the road moving with haste, but secretly Ino wished she could have more time in bed with him, she hadn't slept that well since she'd found out about Shikamaru's wedding, and she couldn't help but to think the Inuzuka had something to do with it. "We'd better get moving, looks like its ration bars for breakfast today."
"What do you mean?" Kiba asked with that naughty smirk on his face that pushed all Ino's buttons. "Why didn't you get up earlier so you could cook me something?"
"Because I was hoping you'd starve, and I'd be done putting up with your worthless ass," Ino answered.
Ino sat up, pulling the sheet from around Kiba's chest down around his waist, she tried not to stare at his body as she crawled out of the tent. He was so damn sexy, she had to avert her eyes for fear she'd give in to her own primal urges and screw his brains out right there, leaving their mission to fail once again. She had to get her clothes, she'd kept her bag outside due to its ridiculously large size, there was no way it would fit into the tiny tent. So while Ino kept her eyes forward to avoid gaping at him, Kiba took the opportunity to ogle her rear end as it slinked out of his tent, and thought of how he only had three more nights to share with her. He began to feel saddened at the thought that in just three days he wouldn't wake up next to her, and he wished their mission had been longer, even if this particular mission made him feel close to useless. Then he got another thought, and that one perked him right up. He quickly and quietly moved to the opening of the tent to peek out as the oblivious young konoichi took off her sleeping attire to dress for the day. She'd brought water up from the stream to wash quickly with, but she didn't want her wardrobe wet so she'd stripped naked and pushed her clothes far from the water basin, revealing for the first time her fully naked well-toned, lithesome body to the Inuzuka boy.
"So hot." The words escaped his mouth before he could stop himself and his hands shot up to muffle the sound. Fortunately for him, Ino's hearing wasn't quite as good as his own canine ears, and she didn't hear the words, but she did hear something. At first she thought they had been found by the rock ninja, but then something else dawned on her.
"Is he watching me? Was that Kiba?" she thought. Annoyed at first she reached for her clothes to cover up, but her attitude quickly changed as she thought of him looking at her body. Ino worked hard to keep herself in top physical condition and was hardly self conscious; she decided to give the boy what he was looking for. She purposely dropped the bra she had just grabbed hastily, and bent over slowly to pick it up, drawing even more attention to her tight round buttocks. Just as she was about to have the bra in her fingertips she shrieked and jumped up and down, turning her body to face the front flap of the tent, and the spying shinobi. Her perky, yet gratuitous breasts bounced up and down as she jumped in mock horror of an imagined bug.
In the tent Kiba silently cursed. His pants bulged from the stiffness of his throbbing member as he watched the sexy blond jump around for his benefit. He'd thought she hadn't heard him, but now he knew she had. The second she dropped the bra and danced around he'd known it was all for his benefit. No respectable ninja, female or otherwise, would scream over a bug, and he'd known the spectacle was for him. However, knowing that she knew didn't make the show any less entertaining, and now he'd have to deal with blue balls for the rest of the morning. Once again this girl was making him crazy, because while he couldn't tear his eyes from her incredible body, he couldn't help but feel like he' been teased.
