By: 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.
Raiting: PG
Pairing(s): KibaNaru
Warning(s): You are reading this of your own free will. If yaoi or shounen-ai offends your sensibilites, turn ye back now. Failure to comply with this might result in your tender sensibilities being mortally offended, incurring mental trauma on your behalf. However, failure to comply with this also means that it's your own fault should that happen - I am morally obligated to do nothing about it other than laugh at you for not reading the warnings.
Author's Notes: Serena Malfoy-Jackson: Hehe, you have now! I made the QotIAoT? Awesome! What quote made it?
tyranimo: Actually, in my mind,there is no set seme or uke in this relationship. The seme is whomever wins the wrestling-match-foreplay XD
Lady Adako: Actually ... no. Foxes are in the Family Canidae with dogs, jackals, wolves, and coyotes. Cats are in the Family Felidae. You can check the University of Michigan Museam of Zoology websiteif you don't believe me.
Drabble Thirteen - Word Count: 497
Naruto was puzzled. Quite puzzled. Actually, to say that he was puzzled was something of an understatement. Abso-fucking-lutely confused out of his mind might be closer to the truth, and even then the blonde wasn't sure it quite covered it. Either way he was confused.
The confusion had started shortly after the blonde's fight with one Inuzuka Kiba during the Chuunin-exam third round preliminaries. As much as he wanted to, Naruto couldn't be amazingly happy about it. Sure, he was happy – after all he'd beat the bastard who'd claimed that he would go down in one punch – and had paraded up to join Sakura and Kakashi when he was declared the winner like he couldn't be prouder of himself. But unlike what he'd do if he'd beat, say, Sasuke, Naruto had no desire to laugh in Kiba's face and gloat smugly when it was all over. And that was why he was confused. The preliminaries ending saw him going to find Kiba at the medial rooms the located in the back of the building – and he had no idea why.
Kiba didn't look up from petting Akamaru when he entered the room. "What, Uzumaki?"
Naruto stopped, wondering how the other boy knew it was him briefly before remembering what Kiba said about his family's abilities. He shifted his weight and closed the door, not sure what to say ... and not feeling right about saying something stupid just because. Kiba looked up a few seconds later, his eyebrow raised. Kiba's hood was down and his hitae-ate off, Naruto realized suddenly. It had been a long time since he'd seen Kiba's actual hair.
"Well?" Kiba snapped.
The blonde blinked, and finally settled on, "I ... How's Akamaru?"
The other boy obviously hadn't been expecting that. His jaw dropped slightly and he looked down at his dog automatically. The little white form slept in his lap contentedly. Kiba shrugged, and said shortly, "Sleeping."
"He's not hurt?"
"He's had worse."
"Ah."
There was more silence. Kiba continued to look at Akamaru, waiting for the blonde to get fidgety and leave. But he never heard the door. Eventually he looked back up, and found Naruto's blue eyes staring back at him. Or rather, staring at his hand petting Akamaru ... and he looked sad.
"You're still here?"
"No where else to be," the blonde shrugged.
"So you're just going to stand there all day? I'm leaving soon as the doc says I can."
"Y'know Sasuke is better company than you?" Naruto ignored Kiba's indignant sputtering, "Even with his Highness' ice act, I think I've held better conversations with him that were less a waste of my time. Don't stress yourself, Inuzuka. ... See Hinata-chan if you can," Naruto said, his eyes hardened, "I'm gonna have words with Neji." He paused and tossed Kiba a smirk, "See if I can beat Hyuuga same as you. See ya."
With that, he left. And though the visit had really proven nothing to himself, Naruto felt better for it.
Yes, Naruto is the master of very quickly getting himself into awkward situations, and talking his way out of them so fast that the person he was talking to stands (or sits) there going "WTF, mate?" by the time he's done. In my head, at any rate. This might be the farthest I've got from IC with them ... not sure. Oh well.