Author: Sly Omi
Disclaimer: As pertaining to all chapters herein: I, Omi, do solemnly swear that I do not, have not, and will not ever own any claim to copyrights of Naruto, either in manga or anime form, or any merchandise thereof. I am writing this for fun, not with the intention to make money.
Pairing: KibaNaruKiba
Warning: You are reading this of your own free will. If yaoi or shounen-ai offends your sensibilites, turn back now. Failure to comply with this might result in your tender sensibilities being mortally offended, or incurring mental trauma on your behalf. Failure to comply with this also means that it's your own fault should that happen - you're the one who wasn't reading the warning.
"Hey ... Naruto," Sakura called.

The blonde looked up from the ground to face his friend and one time crush. They hadn't spoken in a while – not, Naruto hoped, because she was angry with him, but more because they'd both been busy recently. He shifted the bag of groceries to his other arm for an unobstructed view, and gave Sakura a smile.

"Hi, Sakura-chan. Long time no see."

"Yeah ..." she agreed, looking down.

Naruto chewed on his bottom lip and approached cautiously, "Is something wrong?"

"N–no!" the pink haired girl denied, shaking her head vigorously. She started to take a step back, then stopped herself and clutched her left arm to her side, "No, nothing's wrong. It's just ... been a while."

"Yeah," Naruto tilted his head to the side and made as if to question her, then shut his mouth and shrugged, "Say, you wa – ?"

"When?" Sakura burst out.

"Eh?" the blonde's eyes widened in confusion, "When what?"

"When did you stop liking me?"

"What do you mean? I still like you – you're my teammate. My friend."

Sakura shook her head vigorously, "Never mind. You don't get it." And she was gone before the blonde could stop her.

"I had the weirdest conversation with Sakura-chan today," Naruto said as soon as Kiba had come in and taken off his jacket. He leaned against the doorframe and watched his boyfriend get changed. Akamaru obediently waited in the living room for them to return.

Kiba looked up, and smiled knowingly, "About liking her, right?"

Naruto blinked, "How'd you know?"

"I heard her talking to Ino about it, while I was finishing my mission report."

"In line to hand it in or just outside the door?" the blonde snorted.

"Outside the door," Kiba laughed, "You really didn't get it, did you?"

"No!" Naruto exclaimed, running a hand through his hair, "She made no sense! Of course I like –!"

"No, you don't."

"Don't you start, too."

Kiba sighed, "You live in your own little world."

"I do not!"

"Think about it: you used to practically stalk her – " here he paused to let Naruto shout, "I did not!" defensively, "asking her for dates, or kisses, or whatever. Now you're with me. Which means you no longer like her in the way you did ... I should hope."

Naruto's mouth was open to retort, but he paused mid-breath and closed it, tilting his head to the side in consideration. His eyes narrowed, "Oh," then widened, "Oh!"

The Inuzuka snorted, "'Oh' he says. You really DO live in your own world."

"I so do not," the blonde snapped, crossing the room in a few steps and biting Kiba's ear as punishment for disagreeing with him, "You're there too, or you'd have noticed sooner."

Kiba pulled away and pressed their lips together in a harsh kiss, sucking Naruto's bottom lip into his mouth and biting down on it in retaliation. Naruto moaned and opened his mouth to further inspection via Kiba's tongue. They pulled apart only when a shifting of weight caused them to stumble precariously.

"Just 'cause you kiss me doesn't mean you're not in my world," the blonde muttered.

Slightly breathless, Kiba grinned, "Did I say I minded?"