A Morning
Hinata opened the door slowly at the knock. She peered out through the crack in the door, but didn't see anything. She didn't have a chance to see.
"Morning Hinata!" Kiba shouted as he pounced on her, knocking her flat on her back. She sighed as she was effectively pinned down and tried to smile at Kiba's face inches above her own. How long ago had it been, last time she had been in this situation? Last time, surely, she wasn't so nervous? She wasn't expecting anything, hoping for something to happen.
He licked her face for a second then let his head fall forward to rest on her shoulder. She could feel his breath on her neck; he was breathing so quickly. "I haven't forgotten." He promised. She lay, frozen to the ground. Waiting, waiting…
Akamaru jumped out of Kiba's jacket and decided to help clean her face. She laughed, as much at his timing as because it tickled when his whiskers scratched her cheek.
Kiba stood, but Akamaru kept her pinned. When Kiba walked through the living room into the kitchen she sat up. Akamaru stayed sitting in her lap, grinning at her. He knew.
"Have you eaten?" she asked.
Kiba made no noise. He moved through the kitchen, through her home, without a sound.
Hinata looked down at Akamaru and patted his head. "Silly Kiba, he hasn't eaten yet has he? Too disgusted by his own cooking, is he? Did he at least remember to feed you?"
Akamaru barked, smiled wider.
She stood slowly and walked into the kitchen. "You off for a few days?"
Kiba shook his head. "Nah, just for today. Well, actually I'm leaving again tonight."
"Oh." She pulled a pan from the wall and cracked a few eggs into it. Before long they started sizzling and cracking. She loved that noise. "If you can find a ripe tomato we can eat it." She told him.
He stood on the balcony and stared at the plant, but he didn't make a move towards it. He was afraid he might break it.
"Do you want bacon?" she asked, even though she had none.
"No thanks."
"Tea?"
He turned around to face her. He smiled. "That would be great."