Always-Kiba/Hinata
There she was again, under that big tree, just like she always was. And here he was, like always, wondering if he should go try to comfort her. He sat on the branch nearby, watching her, sorting through the list of things that always made her cry like that. She could have gotten in a fight with Neji. Or maybe it had to do with Naruto again. That was certainly it often enough. Too often in his mind. Well, there was only one way to find out for sure, but... Somehow he felt like he was intruding, prying where he shouldn't.
This time, Akamaru decided for him. The little dog hopped off the branch and scampered over to where Hinata sat beneath the tree. He nudged her hand with his head, begging to have his ears scratched, and whining softly all the while. So much for not going over today. She'd know he was here for sure, now. Kiba jumped down from the tree, silently both cursing and thanking his faithful companion.
"Hey, Hinata."
She glanced up, then hurriedly wiped her eyes with her jacket sleeve. "H-hello, Kiba."
"What are you doing way out here this late?"
He asked the question cheerfully, hoping his mood would be slightly infectious. She didn't answer, and looked away instead. He sighed inwardly, it was always the same. She never wanted to bother other people with her problems. Problem was, he wanted bothered, though he didn't consider it that. He flopped down beside her as Akamaru crawled into her lap. She continued to stroke the pup, as though he were her only link to this time and place. Kiba knew she'd talk eventually, when she was ready.
"Kiba?"
He glanced up, slightly startled by her unusually sudden response. "Yeah Hinata?"
"Thank you, for always coming to talk to me."
He smiled, "you're welcome Hinata."
Wow. Kinda long for a drabble. Oh, well. Hope you people like it. More drabble later. Bye.