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.
It was Naruto's opinion that people should stop and listen to the ocean. The waves crashing onto the sand, or against boats, or onto themselves – all were sounds that, as far as he was concerned, needed more attention. The repetition was soothing from a distance, the sheer force of the waves and the roaring exciting from up close, and people needed to recognize that. Kiba laughed at him when he started on about it, and humoured his tangents before shutting him up with a lingering kiss.

Naruto sometimes wondered if Kiba knew he could really care less about the water.