"So that's how you want to be, huh?" she managed to spit out softly. "Well fine. You have just lost the one thing in your life that actually appreciated you."

Those words continued to ring through kibas head as he rested himself back onto the operating table.

At that moment, he felt like he wanted to die right there and then. He had just lost the one thing in his life that loved him. The one thing in life that respected him. The one person in his life that cared for him.

And yet, he had to go screw it up by treating her like shit. All she wanted to do was help. She just wanted to save him, and he pushed her back like she was some kind of enemy. So now, here he was, scared as shit and worried to his hearts content, ready to endure another operation that he may not live through.

All he wanted to see at that moment was Ino. He wanted to see her gorgeous face, her beautiful eyes, her supple skin, and most of all, her sweet, sweet smile. He just wanted to hold her so close to his chest to make up for all those times he never did. Fuck, no words could explain the regret he was feeling. It was almost unbearable, and he was on the brink of just breaking down and crying a flood of tears into an ocean of sadness and guilt. He longed so much just to hear her cheery voice say it was all going to be ok, and then give him a soft, assuring kiss on the lips to convince him.

The Inuzuka medic slowly placed a mask over kibas mouth, and watched as the brunette inhaled the gas which slowly put him to sleep. His bare chest and stomach rose up and down slowly with nervous breaths. His eyes slowly started to close, and as a trail of darkness filled his vision, the last sight he saw was the beautiful face of Ino.

X

Kiba slowly awoke to the feeling of another hand cupped on his. A smaller hand. A girl's hand.

As his blurry vision cleared, he shifted his gaze to a blonde girl sitting sadly at his bedside. Confusion started to invade kibas head, wondering why Ino was with him. Why had she come back after the way he treated her?

"I-Ino...." he sluggishly moaned, gripping her hand tightly in his. He cringed violently as an unbearable pain tore through his chest.

She just sat there, staring at the ground with a look on her face as if to say 'how could you.'

Her expression wasn't forgiving, and it wasn't sympathetic. It was a look that said she was hurt by what he said earlier, and she was clearly upset. But he tried to forget about that; Ino was there for him now and that's all that mattered.

"Listen, Ino..." he began to say through the pain.

"Kiba stop. Try not to talk, you need to rest." She replied instantly, cutting him off mid sentence.

Her hand was icy and kiba could see goose bumps forming on her arms and legs. She obviously was cold in the room, and a tad freaked out as well. She didn't feel comfortable being around so much creepy medical equipment. The room had no windows and was cold, probably due to the fact that everything was made out of metal; the bed, the tools, the operating table. Everything.

"Ino, I'm sorry..." he managed to whisper through the pain. The funny thing is, he actually meant it. Who knew that you could still so badly want a person you have cheated on, lied to and deceived? Wouldn't you think you would do all those things because you were over the relationship? Because you were uninterested?

But none of that mattered to kiba. He knew he was lying to her. He knew he was deceiving her. He knew he was breaking her heart. But he still wanted her.

He had only just realised the comforting feeling he got when she was in his presence, the warmth she posses when she was around him. But the question was, would she take him back?

She just looked at him with concern tattooed across her porcelain like face. Her alluring blue eyes oozed saddening tears, making kiba feel even worse then he was already.

"That fight before... we didn't really break up did we?" he choked, hoping inside that it was just a tiny argument.

A tear fell from her sadly glistening eye and landed on kibas hand. But it wasn't a warm tear. It was cold.

"Kiba, I want you to understand that all I was meaning to do was help you." Her voice trembled, the result of her trying to hold back tears. "I wasn't trying to control your life; I just can't stand seeing you like this. I feel so useless, because I know I can't do anything. But when I decide I want to help, you yell at me and blame me for trying to control what's left of your life."

Kiba glared at her with understanding. Gee, she really knew how to make him feel bad. But hey, he deserved it. After all, look what he was putting her through . . . .

He couldn't think of anything to say. There was nothing he could say, but apologize.

"I'm sorry. You know I am, just please stay with me Ino. . . I need you."

I need you.

The words echoed through Ino's head, making her shed a heart-warming smile across her face. Happiness started to evade her heart, as she slowly leaned in and gave him a kiss on his soft lips.

But then she remembered what she was going to do. She did go there to see kiba and to make sure he was okay after the operation, but there was another purpose. The whole reason she came to this creepy clinic was because she'd intended on putting a stop to this brutal operating. She'd had enough. This was the last time she was going to see him endure this again.

"Kiba, i know this isn't probably the right time to ask you this, but what is the percentage of these operations for Hana to be successful?"

Kiba was kind of set back by her question, but was in no condition to argue. They had just made up after all.

"18 percent."

Ino then became very mad inside. That was a very, very low chance.

So, that meant that Tsume and her team of medics were slowly killing her son, to save her daughter, who probably wouldn't even survive anyway. She is destroying a life for no reason. Ino didn't want to say it, but Hana's chance at survival was very grim, and the way kiba was going, his life was slowly slipping away as well.

She was slowly working up the guts to approach Tsume, and get the message across to her that she didn't have to let 2 of her kids die. But it was going to take all the guts she had. And who knows if it would even work.

She leant in and gave kiba a reassuring kiss on the lips.

That was what he wanted her to do. He wanted her to let him know it was all ok. And between them, it was. But there was still something lurking in the back of his head, wondering around without an answer. Jintaya.

Kiba remained in the clinic bed for 3 hours, unable to move even the slightest. He was experiencing the most excruciating pain he had ever felt.

He fell asleep about half an hour after his talk with Ino, and as he glanced around the room, he realised she was nowhere to be seen. She must have gone home.

Feeling alone, kiba couldn't help but think of Jintaya. The tall, dark haired babe was flashing in his head, making kiba wish to be next to her.

Why the fuck am i still thinking about her! I'm with Ino! I'm with Ino!

The brunette was becoming extremely frustrated. Why were these feelings for Jintaya still present, when he was so upset about ending it with Ino? None of it made sense.

He clenched his fists tightly, digging his nails so far into the back of his hands that it started to bleed. He needed to see her. He needed to talk to Jintaya to clear things up.

Indolently, Kiba elevated himself up; ignoring the excruciating pain tearing through is chest. I need to see her. I need to see Jintaya.

He grabbed his shirt, and slowly put it on. His jacket was seated on the other side of the room, resting on a chair by a medic table. Screw it. I don't need a fucking jacket. He was in too much pain to even care.

He exited the room, peering around the corner to make sure no one was watching. He could hear a heated argument a few rooms down, but he wasn't going to go see it. He didn't care. His world was going to shit, so what would eaves dropping on an argument do to fix it?

The more kiba walked, the more his chest was starting to feel better. It was weird; because usually the more exercise kiba got after an operation the worse it felt. But now was different, he was enjoying being out of that hell hole. He was enjoying the fresh air. And he was excited to see Jintaya.

Wait. He was excited to see her. Oh no.

With every step kiba took, the more eagerness fulfilled his heart to see her. Even after experiencing the pain through his small break up with Ino, he was still being a complete fucking jerk and running back to this girl. Why the fuck hadn't he learnt his lesson?

He slowly approached the tree which Jintaya inhabited. It was big. No, it was huge.

What seemed to be an amazingly built house rested upon its branches, creaking as the wind softly blew through its brushwood. And out of the corner of the residence, he saw a face peer at him curiously.

Kiba was short for breath. He had almost forgotten how sexy she was. He could smell her scent drifting along with the wind. Her sweet, drawing scent.

Before she could even invite him in, kiba was already climbing his way up into her home. He burst through the door, panting heavily as he eyed the girl in front of him.

She wasn't wearing anything but panties and an over sized T shirt. Kiba was instantly turned on.

But, I can't do this... he thought in his crowded, confused head. Ino... what am I doing to her?

Jintaya let a pleasing smile spread across her face. A playful glint in her eyes made kiba walk over to her, standing inches away from her face.

Boy, was she happy to see him. She hadn't seen him in only 2 days, but she missed what they did. She missed making impassioned yet fiery love to him, both kissing furiously until they were so lost for breath it made them exhausted. So why should she wait?

She rested her hand on the back of his neck, and looked into his powerful amber eyes. He enjoyed her soft hand cupping his neck, slightly and softly pulling at the hair on the back of his head. She let his hands slide from her waist up to her breasts, holding them gently as he attacked her with a powerful, forceful kiss.

She loved every second of it, him being in control. His dominance made her feel unbelievably vulnerable, but she loved it.

She grabbed the collar of his black T-shirt and pulled him back onto the bed, thudding onto the soft mattress behind them. She moaned pleasurably as he kissed her collarbone, gently sucking and nibbling on it as she let her hands wonder across his strong muscular back. His warm breath against her chest sent shivers running down her body, making her curl her feet.

She clenched kibas shoulders and rolled on top of him, reversing their position. She ran her nails down his chest, leaving a small trail of red marks temporarily scaring his torso. He squinted his eyes shut, moaning pleasurably to her soothing and deep touches. But this was about him. He was in control.

He tightly grabbed her waist, once again reversing their position so he was on top again. He continued to kiss her as he ran his hands up her arm smoothly, so they were stretched out above her head. He kissed her neck in all the right places, making her squeeze her eyes shut in delight. he had the power.

This is what he loved. Being in control. At times when he is helpless to resist enduring painful operations, having Jintaya to fall back on made him happy. He was a dominant guy, and she was a girl that let him prove that.

As two bodies grinded heatedly against one another, the feeling was so intense he knew it would end any minute. She grasped his tanned back, kissing his neck as he pushed inside her. She grabbed the hair on the back of his head, pulling it away and then closer to her again so she could nibble seductively on his earlobe. Jintaya wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, driving kiba even deeper inside her.

"Ino..." he moaned pathetically as he finished, collapsing onto the bed breathlessly.

Oh shit. What did he just say?

Through heavy pleasurable breaths, Jintaya frowned, perplexed with confusion.

"What the fuck?" she panted, beads of sweat slowly dripping down her chest and onto her breasts.

Kibas hands immediately flew up to his hair, clutching the sides of his head fiercely. Tell me I didn't just say Ino.

Fuck.

A/N: thank you for reading! Haha, I bet your getting annoyed with him, aren't you? I know I am, even though I am the one writing it! Lol X D

Sorry this chapter was so late; I have just been stuck for what to write.

I have been reading some other people's stories and they have been awesome, so I got all depressed because it made my stories look like shit my stories are just so craply written. I'm getting put to shame! Lol xD

But if I get some reviews, maybe I won't be so depressed anymore. Hehe

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