Today is a meat and potatoes kind of day.
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Fourteen Years
Kiba liked Ino.
Okay, it was kind of a childish crush, one of those types of crushes he used as an excuse when Naruto or Kankuro poked and teased about how bad his love life had dragged on in his short life of fourteen years.
"You're fourteen, have a fan club, have parent's permission to date, and you're still a virgin?"
The blonde jabbed playfully at Kiba's hips, spilling out into a fit of giggles as Kiba replied with a very girly squawk.
"Shut up, we're not all training with an ero-sennin for God's sake."
The blonde snorted, shifting slightly to give his dog loving companion a delicate pat on the back. Kiba clucked his tongue with slight frustration as Naruto walked forward, whistling and skipping with a happy grin bouncing around his face.
"It's okay if you're sexually frustrated Kiba, just practice with me!" The blonde boy giggled feverishly as he dodged a flurry of grey pebbles that seemed to shower from Kiba's hand.
"Shut up! To swing that way is the last thing I would do!" His white fangs seemed to enlarge in length and width as he leaned forward to punch Naruto on the forehead.
"Fine. Fine. But what about Ino, you hang around her a lot….something you need to tell your buddy Naruto?" He patted his chest lightly with a tightened fist.
Kiba couldn't bring back a blush.
So he didn't really like her….
Maybe….
After three months of convincing, Kiba had finally got the idea of taking Ino on a date rammed into her head.
And after three months, Ino had finally agreed.
They chose a simple date, just a quick walk through the Konoha forest, the one small stretch of green land that curled safely around the border of the small ninja village. They planned out every single detail, carefully deciding where they would meet and how they would stay clear from any family members that night.
It was risky, and Kiba felt a slight lump of guilt collect in his throat, residing cruelly as it stuck annoyingly to the inside of his body.
Kiba shook his head wildly, trying to shake the simple thought of guilt from his head, and also just for good measure. Drops of water flew out from his messy rug of hair, splattering rather loudly against the white walls that stood about him, the white almost teasing and mocking him for color or something more vibrant.
A simple towel draped around his hips, hugging and pinching into his sun kissed skin and slowing his thundering steps in the slightest of ways.
His muscles clenched in a way as he walked, pinching and causing him to stutter and walk a bit awkwardly. The mission he was assigned so passionately today by his good friend, Uzumaki Naruto, was a bit life threatening. Invading an old lord's house on hopes to find a missing scroll…
Kiba's skull feels a slight twinge of pain as a vein throbs rather sickly against his forehead.
He was ordered to take a quick shower, and then go straight to bed. His injuries weren't serious, but if not taken care of quickly and securely, could be a bit fatal. The rowdy brunette snorted in memory of his clucking sister…
His ears seemed to fly out of his head as he picked up a suspicious sound…
Murmuring voices and soft whispers ticked annoyingly in his head as he chased after them, feet clenching up into tiptoes as he neared them, silted eyes twinkling in mischief as he smashes his dark skinned ear against the edge of a thin wall, the cracked plaster itching against his skin.
Gossip, he decides, has a particular smell and sound. The sound, which is rather obvious, is always rushed and nervous, whether it is whispering against the others ear shell, or it is loud bellowing announcement.
As peculiar as it sounds, gossip has a smell. Though faint and rather hard to catch without ears like an Inuzuka, gossip always smells nasty. Nasty in a way that makes Kiba feel squirmy, squirmy like when he hears the miniscule clicks that surround his teammate Shino, his bugs scurrying about and crawling under his flesh and traveling down his veins…
"One of ours tried to bed a Yamanaka girl."
The voice sprouting the rumors is hoarse and low, gruff around the edge and flipping out from separated lips in a quick spidery tingle. Kiba's left eye twitches in discomfort as he leans in more worried that the direction of this conversation isn't necessarily where he wants it to end…
"Heard he was one of Tsume's, I swear I always knew her kids were good for nothing mutts."
"I would think that she would at least raise her children in such a way that they didn't go bedding young woman, especially since it was her husband that died during the battle. Seems like she has no respect for the man of the house."
Kiba pulled back, face contorting into something unimaginable. Emotions soaring over his face in scarce amounts, flashes of anger and sadness rather apparent…
Kiba wasn't even sure about anything anymore…
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Ino was seriously torn.
Her mind was throbbing and pulsing and screaming in confusion, thoughts poured themselves into her mind, laughing and mocking her as she desperately tried to sort through them, putting them in piles of good thoughts…bad thoughts….and…Kiba thoughts…
Yes.
It was true.
Her plump pink lips separated to let out an overly exasperated sigh, her face crossing over in a shimmer of slight sadness as the loud obnoxious boy crossed her mind….
Kiba was something that seemed to recently flood her brain, always lingering and tickling her skull in that intoxicating way that drove her up the wall and back down again.
She wasn't supposed to be thinking about a funny smelling guy like him.
She wasn't supposed to be dressing nicely and taking time to brush her hair in the morning for that mutt training clan. But whenever she idly walked about the Konoha marketplace, she couldn't help but let thoughts of the rowdy brunette crept cruelly into her mind, intoxicating her with pleasure as she traced over the beautiful fabric and clothes and body products that maybe…just maybe Kiba would fancy.
The blonde always felt a bit guilty when she came back from her mission, lumbering into the house with a slight limp and sad smile.
She was lying.
Lying to everyone.
Her forceful smile that blessed her lips she showed to her father was more then heart breaking, that the fact she couldn't tell him about her first love and first crush…her first puppy love.
Sure he'd heard about Sasuke….but Sasuke was different.
Kiba was different.
Ino was seriously torn.
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"Why do you wear that old thing?"
Ino's hands went towards Kiba's neck, and she fiddled gently with the collar of his usual hooded jacket, which he slung casually over his body as he dashed out of the house that evening. The boisterous brunette stiffened with a swift gesture, the muscles that crossed inside his neck tensing and pulsing under the sudden and the gentle touch of skin that the blonde gave to him making him uncomfortable and unsure…
The Inuzuka shrugged in the slightest of ways, the loose and tattered jacket shifting against his shrugging shoulders as he moved.
"Dunno, it's comfortable."
Ino snorted as she lightly shoved his away with a free hand, and with her thumbs, she brought the hood down from his face, which framed his sharp features with a feathery type of fur.
He grimaced as his messy mane of hair was revealed under the thick grey hood.
"You're still a little boy, wear the same clothes and don't even brush your hair." Ino giggled as she ran a hand through his messy rug of hair, raking her thin fingers through the thick mazes that his tall auburn locks created.
"But you should drop he damn jacket, you look kinda cute without it."
Kiba almost screamed.
CUTE? Fucking cute? I was waiting for, hot, sexy, delicious…but cute? Dammit, where's that weight lifting book…
"Uh…thanks?" Kiba shifted back a little, feeling quite strange all of a sudden. His heart pounded sharply against his rib cage as the girl next to him shot him a strange look, head cocked and eyes darting and glistening in mischief.
The Inuzuka clan member let out gasp of annoyance.
Eyes wild and suddenly vicious, as a flurry of silence wafted over the two. The blonde girl let her hands wander behind her back, fingering over a simple zipper with a lustful look.
"I bet you fifty that I can get you outta that jacket."
A simple and almost pleasurable smile graced the girl's lips, her aqua eyes dancing in laughter as the brunette boy shot her an alarmed look.
"You mean…"
Drool streamed from Kiba's mouth as he felt the lower region of his body harden. A dot of crimson gore was seen from a nostril as his mind began to spin its gears, imagining very, very dirty things…
"You pervert!"
Fists were bludgeoning into the side of the brunette's waist as the skinny girl screamed in fury, her blue eyes blurred in anger as she aimed multiple fists his direction.
"Stop imagining nasty things!"
Kiba quickly recoiled; bundling into a small ball on the ground as he desperately tried dodging the vicious and life threatening fists that flew his way, attempting damage to everything around the two ninjas.
After a few moments of their little "couple" spat, the two separated a bit, helping themselves with a helping of large and a bit awkward silence…
The brash Inuzuka poked his big toe a bit into the dirt that surrounded his body, dragging his already worn and dog chewed sandals through the dirt and smiling a bit as dust kicked up, tickling the girl at his side with a teasing sneeze. The blonde broke out into a slightest of smiles, knowing the way that the young Inuzuka showed his affection was quite the opposite from others…
That was what she thought…
Until she found herself pinned to a tree trunk, her long lanky legs tangling with a slim figure and grey fabric and hard skin peeling lips smashed against hers. Stunning blue eyes stood wide in shock as she tried to shove the elder boy off her, face red in embarrassment, staining her face in a cruel crimson.
Screams were thrown into the mouth of the brunette and hits were directed cruelly against his shoulders, but he kept resistant, tender lips only grinned lopsidedly as he leaned in to deepen the kiss, tracing over her plump lips with a dangling tongue…
He kept his eyes shut, knowing if he opened them he would only see shock and frustration, so he kept the closed, trying to sink into the pleasure that the feeling of her lips had felt against his…
That was until she demanded entrance. Her moans were entrancing and almost tempting as she slipped a thin tongue in, knowing that the boy was rather shy when it came to knew things. The blonde wanted to feel on top, her dominate side began to take over as she her tongue curled about in the dark wet cave, her laughter silent and secretive as the Inuzuka boy shyly responded…
With a mind blowing come back.
Large tongue quickly overwhelming hers, slipping over it with a swift motion, a feeling of domination returning to him once again as she faltered a bit. Kiba began to mock and tease her, his mouth seeming to dig and descend deeper into her mouth…
"Inuzuka Kiba!"
The gruff voice of only one echoed sharply into the air, piercing and cutting into the cool air that blanketed over the forestry area.
"You slut! Get off of my son!"
Claws were biting into the thin blonde, her sleeves torn as she was thrown onto the ground, dirt staining her clothing as a canine like mother began to beat on her, kicks slamming into her rib cage and gore baring claws digging into the flesh that stood over her pale complexion.
Anger was flashing wildly in the mother's eyes…
"Mom! Stop! God dammit stop!"
A teenage boy threw himself forward, shoving his mother away from the girl that lay rather uselessly on the ground. The mother lay on the ground, her groans of pain from the previous blow her son delivered to her so well still laying well in her chest. Her anger was seeping from her in such a way Kiba had never seen, flurries of emotion flew over the mother's face…betrayal…anger…shock…
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Notes: Kiba and Akamaru share the same birthday. July seventh.
Sorry. Short chapter.