Where was he? What was happening to him? Why was he like that?
It was like a fire was about to consume his body, no more no less.
A wicked feeling was trying to reach into his neck,
A burning feeling, like someone was trying to scrape the skin off his chest.
It moved around his body, feeling thorns were around him,
Trying to scratch the surface of his smooth skin,
As if they were starting to bleed, as blood trickles everywhere.
A defening sound stroke in his head, as he winced his eyes harder
Trying to bear the inevitible noise ringing in his head.
Why couldn't it stop? Why was he suffering so much?
He tried to open his eyes, feeling the sweat drop down on his forehead.
Yet, something was trying to wake him up. But why couldn't he?
Where was that feeling coming from? Why...
The boy suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs,
Even if he thought he heard nothing from his vocal chords.
He lunged in, trying to ease himself from shouting
He felt a sting-like feeling come across his arm, as if it was trying to kill him.
What had he done wrong?
Still, he was totally drenched is sweat, as the pain continued
As if it was trying to seep in the blood that flowed in his body
Bark.
Kiba suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed,
Breathing heavily as he wiped the sweat off his forehead with his right hand.
But then, there was a heavy feeling there. He couldn't lift his hand.
He tried to carry his own hand, and rubbed his eyes with his left.
Upon opening his eyes, he blinked a couple of times before realizing.
A white beast, bit his hand, as a stream of blood dripped gracefully
Down the boy's hand, falling on the white sheets he slept on.
Kiba suddenly started to boil up, gritting his teeth at the beast.
He stood up from the bed, shouting and ranting whiningly
As he tried to wiggle off his dog, Akamaru, who bit him just to wake him up.