A/N: Yay! I like this chapter! Thanks again for the love guys! I hope you guys like this chapter, because I do.

Dedicatioin: I dedicate this chapter to Kiba. Because he's awesome!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.


Ino woke up with a start, her breath coming out in short gasps. Cold sweat covered her body, and her heart was beating wildly. Her beautiful blue eyes darted around the room, frantically searching for the horrors that had tormented her minutes ago. Not finding them, Ino sighed with relief. It was only a dream. A horrible, horrible dream.

Her heart beat slowed, and her breathing gradually became more regular and even. But she was shaking, the nightmare had seem so real. She didn't want to remember it, but the whole thing came back. Sasuke and Orchimaru coming to Konoha and killing everybody. She shuddered as she remembered how Shikamaru had been killed right in front of her.

She buried her face in her hands and sobs racked her body. After about a few minutes, she laid back down. Still crying, she couldn't find solace in sleep. She was afraid that the nightmare terrors would capture her again and fill her with more fright. Kiba's face came to her mind, and she remembered the comfort of his arms.

Making her decision, she stood up out of bed and walked queitly to her door. She carefully opened the door, and stuck her head out. The hallway was empty, which would be expected in the middle of the night. Her head retreated, and out came her whole body. She turned and carefully shut the door. Turning back to face Kiba's door, she crept across the hallway.

She hesitated before reaching for the knob. Taking a deep, steadying breath, she put her hand on the knob. The metal was cold and smooth under her touch. Ino turned it and walked into Kiba's room. When she shut the door behind her, softly, Akamaru stirred. Ino froze and held her breath. She hoped that the dog wouldn't start barking and wake up the other people in the house.

The dog picked up it's head, and then put it back down in a different position. Ino stifled a sigh of relief and walked across the room. Ino reached the bed's side in a matter of seconds, and looked down at the sleeping form of Kiba. Ino smiled and decided that sleeping Kiba was her favorite kind of Kiba.

She reached out a hand and pulled back on the covers. Carefully she crawled under them, and scooted closer to Kiba. She felt his warmth long before she actually made contact with him. When her arm brushed on his, he stirred. Ino froze again. Kiba turned onto his side and wrapped his arms around her. Ino's body relaxed and she put her head near his, and looked at his sleeping face. Everytime he breathed out, his breath stirred her bangs. Ino took in a deep breath, appreciating the fact that Kiba smelled good.

She took her hand and ran it down the side of his face. Kiba stirred again and pulled her closer to him. His body seemed to be molded to hers, fitting exactly. Ino's eyes drifted up to the ceiling. How many times had she dreamt of Shikamaru holding her like this? She wondered what it would have felt like.

Ino closed her eyes and snuggled up against Kiba. The best thing she could do was avoid thinking about Shika-kun. It shouldn't be that hard, especially in the arms of one of the cute and strong Konoha shinobi. Ino fell asleep with a smile on her face.

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Kiba opened his eyes, groggy and not sure why he was waking up. The room was still dark, which meant it was before six. His body stiffened when he became aware of someone in the bed with him. Confused he looked down and saw bright blonde hair that seemed to give off it's own light in the darkness. He reached out and gathered a lock of it in his hand. He let the hair fall out of hand and return to it's place on Ino's head.

His hand then hovered over the kunoichi, and he lowered it. His fingers made contact with her soft skin, and her ran his index finger across her cheek. He pulled back his hand and looked at Ino, perplexed. He was sure that she was really there, but why was she there? The blonde kunoichi stirred and her eyes fluttered open.

Her eyes darted to his face, and a blush settled on her cheeks. She sat up, and Kiba found that he wished she hadn't. He liked the feel of her in his arms.

"Ino...," He said. He could see her blush grow a deeper shade of red in the brightning day. She ran her hand through her hair nervously.

"Sorry, it's just...," Ino began to explain why she was in his bed, "I had a really bad nightmare, and I couldn't get to sleep...so I came in here. I didn't want to be alone." Kiba smiled and nodded.

"Ino, it's ok," Kiba said, patting Ino's hand. "But you'd better go back to your room. People might get the wrong idea." Ino nodded, relieved that he hadn't said anything smart assed or perverted. Kiba had a good side to him, and Ino liked this side. Though she didn't see it much. Ino stood up and crossed the room. "Ino," Kiba said. She stopped and turned to face him. "If you come back tomarrow, why don't you get rid of the clothes?" He said, a cocky grin spreading on his face. Ino scoffed and shook her head.

"Kiba," Ino said, "That only happens in your dreams. This is the real world, ok?"

"Oh, come on," Kiba said with a groan, "I don't have dumb dreams like that."

"Oh yea?" Ino asked. "Well I heard you saying my name last night while you were sleeping." Kiba sat up, looking amused.

"You're kidding," Kiba said, though he sounded doubtfull. Ino just laughed and slipped out of the room. He turned and looked at Akamaru. "She's kidding right?" He asked his dog.

"Arf!" Akamaru barked.

"You were asleep?" Kiba asked. "What kind of nindog are you?" He asked playfully, nudging his dog.