Disclaimer: I Don't Own Naruto S. this for fan based purposes only.

Author's Note: The length of this chapter was pretty massive at first. Not to worry, I decided for this chapter I was going to break it off into three parts. That way its more reader friendly, I got a bit carried away, my bad. This chapter focuses on Kiba's side of the story. Also as you noticed; I added Ino to the list mostly because in this chapter there is a Lemon. Feel free to read and review or even share a few thoughts. Blades and Knives are welcome, –Kiba Blackfire

Chapter 02:

Scream

Part One

*Kiba Centric*

Kiba eyes opened as Naruto lied there sleeping peacefully. Naruto's mind was at ease; this only he could do. Words couldn't express how this made him feel. He's glad to have him back would be a start. Seeing him again, that sun kissed skin, those blue eyes; that self-assured smile. Then there was this; Kiba being held close by him while Naruto slept; it wasn't fair. He shouldn't be able to make him feel anything but he did; emotions were there.

Those same emotions were hidden behind a problem that was real. He tried to convince himself it was all for that problem; all for the sake of the Inuzuka clan. It was at first, things changed; feelings change. What mattered before didn't; Kiba didn't care about the problem; he only cared about Naruto. That's just it, he cared about Naruto.

The distance that was between them, it made him realize just how much he cares. Without Naruto, he felt as if he were a lone wolf seeking a friend. He had Shikamaru and Choji but when night fell. Kiba was forced to remember that he had no one to go to at night. He hated that he needed Naruto to be there at night; he hated that he needed him at all but he did; he needed Naruto.

There were nights; he'd get so lonely. He went to Naruto's empty house and just sat on his bed waiting to hear his voice. Kiba would shroud himself in Naruto's faint scent using his pillow or whatever he could get his hands on. He just wanted to be reminded of his scent. He didn't know how else to cope with losing his best friend.

Kiba decided he was going to write him a letter to feel closer to him; give Naruto a sign that he wanted him come back to the village. He nearly begged Kuromaru for this one letter; he just needed one; that's it.

In this letter, he was going to explain that he felt strongly for him. That not having him there at night was almost the same as taking Akamaru from him. He wanted him to know that he didn't want to be with Ino; he didn't love her like he used to. He only wanted Naruto; no one else.

What was actually written was nothing like what he wanted. His pride set in; he didn't want to seem weak. So instead, all Naruto got was a mask to hide away the feelings. This letter explained nothing; it had no meaning; it was nothing but a cowardice lie to hide the truth.

Kiba regretted sending that letter and started a second one. No more lies, no more trying to hide his emotions; this letter was going to correct that mistake. It never got finished; he went on a mission.

He knew the second his eyes met with those of Ino Yamanaka. The woman, Kiba swore that he didn't love anymore; that letter would never get finished; he still loved her. With her presence came a familiar purpose; she wanted to forget Sasuke. Kiba knew how to help her, after that mission he had a place to go at night; he was no longer alone.

Still, Naruto didn't just disappear; those feelings were there even with Ino around. He never stopped thinking about him. Every night before bed, Naruto was there in his mind. He still no, he would always feel something for him. Kiba just didn't know what that something was.

"What are you doing to me?" Kiba whispered these words to him; but he couldn't hear them. Naruto lied there sleeping clinging to him. These actions made it so obvious that he missed Kiba; obvious that he loves him. It wasn't fair, it just wasn't, Kiba swore what they did was just for fun but now; it had turned into something more.

Kiba tried to stop this; he put up walls trying to keep Naruto from getting this close. He didn't want to feel anything for him but damn it, he did. He felt so much for Naruto; it hurt. Naruto tore down every wall demolished them every night. By doing this, Naruto did it all in his sleep. The knucklehead headed ninja made it passed his thick skin; all Naruto had to do was hold onto him.

Naruto and Ino were both there residing in his chest as equals. He cared for them both the same; he had to choose one of them. Losing even one of them, would be unbearable; the pain would nearly kill him. Still, he had to choose. This decision never left his thoughts.

Kiba broke free of Naruto's hold of him handing him his pillow instead. While he slipped on his boxers; his eyes took notice of the lie on Naruto's desk. The fake letter rested there. This was the last wall; it didn't belong here anymore. He couldn't tear it up or throw it away; it would only hurt Naruto. He had to accept the lie but he could at least try to correct it with a truth; yeah he'd do that.

He carefully removed the letter from the envelope. Kiba's eyes glanced at the fake; he couldn't stand to read it especially knowing it was all a lie. He turned it over on the back; he wrote a note to Naruto revealing one truth.

"Don't say that this is the last time, it's not. I'll figure this out somehow, I don't want to stop seeing you; I can't. See ya, Kiba P.S.: I will fix up your bed for ya. I wanna break it for real next time."

The second Kiba stepped outside of Naruto's house; he caught Akamaru's scent. Akamaru had transformed into him. He was holding clothes for him. "Thanks Akamaru," Kiba took the clothes getting dressed. With a poof, Akamaru reverted back to his original form.

Together they walked over to his house; he climbed through the window; no surprise here but Ino had left already. Akamaru jumped on his bed rolling around on it; he was covering up Ino's scent with his own. "Good boy," He scratched Akamaru behind the ears. "You're getting good at this."

"Arf," Akamaru barked; Kiba felt his tongue touch his cheek. The ninja hound sprawled out on the floor taking a brief nap. He took notice of a note residing on his dresser; Ino wrote him.

Kiba walked over to his dresser; next to the letter was a simple rose. He picked it up taking in the scent as he read the note she left him.

"I have no idea where you went last night. You really should try waking up next to the person you have sex with. That way they feel less "used". Don't worry, I don't feel that way. We each have our own problems to take care of, I get it."

Kiba was relieved to know she had no intention of prying. The last thing he needed was for her to find out about Naruto. He didn't know how she would react. He ripped up her note to cover her tracks.

Usually, whenever Ino left him a note; she left a rose. Kiba kept the rose as a keepsake; this was the only thing he held onto. He left the rose in a vase with the rest; Kiba took his clothes off and laid on the comforts of his bed.

His eyes felt heavy; lately the one thing he couldn't do was sleep. Every time Kiba tried he was faced with a reoccurring nightmare. It was set on repeat; it played every time he shut his eyes.

Kiba had a habit of using his body to help people forget things; Ino and Naruto both sought him out for this reason. He on the other hand, never forgot. This nightmare chased him endlessly, he couldn't run or hide from it; he wanted to forget it but it was there; always there…

Grey mist shrouded around him; the mist carried on without an end. Kiba stood there in the center of it all. "No one has to know," This voice; it belonged to Ino. He felt her hand grab his and pull him to her. Her hands trailing his skin; her lips were close. Kiba nodded he knew what he needed to do. The scent of flowers whirling together into one; this was her scent. It made his blood boil; his hunger began to throb aching for more. He had to-Another voice?-

"Help me forget," This voice; it belonged to Naruto. Right, Naruto, how could he forget? No he didn't forget; he knew his purpose; he knew his feelings. He broke free from Ino's touch racing through the mist to find him.

The second he did, he took Naruto by his jacket connecting their lips in a fiery kiss. Naruto let out a subtle moan; Kiba slipped his tongue into his cavern, louder. He wanted that moan for him to get louder; make his desire for him known. Kiba started to remove that bothersome jacket; he wanted to see his Naruto's skin reacting to their kiss; his stomach tightening, he wanted to -Ino?-

Kiba nearly jumped as her warm touch entered his boxers; he broke out of the kiss in a loud moan. Her hand, oh god, when did it get there? He couldn't ignore her; Kiba just couldn't not after that. His entire body made a strong thrust into her hand. His heart pounding; he needed to kiss her. He turned around doing just that; instead her finger hovered over his lips; tracing them.

"Remember, you said you'd do this for me." Ino brought her lips close. He did say he'd help her; Kiba knew what he needed to do for her. He couldn't forget about her; He entrapped their lips. His tongue tracing her outline just before their lips met. He tugged at her shirt demanding its removal so much he tore it off her with his claws. The fabric collapsed to the floor as his hands rubbed against her desired chest; those breasts; he needed to touc-Naruto?- Kiba entered a spin turning to face Naruto..

"What about your promise?" Naruto pressed their foreheads together. "You know how I feel Kiba," He whispered as he began undressing. Kiba's vision hazed as more and more flesh appeared in front of him. His hands were eager to touch that skin; make him moan. "You said it yourself; I can't lie to you." It's true; Kiba knew Naruto's true feelings; he fucking knew that he loved him. It had to be him; his promise; he wanted to keep it. "Why are you making me say it?"

"I just-," Naruto placed a finger over his lips. "Naruto I-," His voice broke as Naruto's hand entered his boxers. Kiba's chest elevated steadily; his breath getting heavier after every stroke made to his hunger. The answer: He wasn't ready to let go of Ino; Kiba knew Naruto wouldn't say it. He cheated; Kiba pretended not to know but he did; he wished he could be blind to it but Naruto made his love for him so obvious, it hurt. Kiba just wanted more time with Ino.

"Don't worry about it," Naruto kissed his collarbone. "Just relax," Kiba head arched back; his hand still touching his hefty balls; teasing him like this. It felt so fucking good; more pressure, Kiba grabbed Naruto's wrist making him press down on his hunger. His fangs protruded; his muscles constricting. His body was burning up; the temperature rising; he felt like he going to, what about Naruto? His hand reached for his prid-What is this?-

Kiba squeezed the flesh that he had touched instead. He was very confused by it but after he looked over; it made sense. "Anxious?" Ino teased; Kiba blushed his hand was groping her nice firm breasts. He had no idea until now.

"You can't ignore me." She took her bra off wrapping it around Kiba's neck pulling him closer to her. "I'm everything you ever wanted, you can't lie to me Kiba; I know you." She placed her index finger on his nose. "You're drawn to my scent; you'll always come back to me; that's just how it is; why fight it?" Kiba's nose began to throb as that scent lured him to her like a drug. He couldn't deny it; Kiba wanted her so much for as long he could remember she had been the one.

Ino; as much as he hated to admit it; she was right about everything. He couldn't let go of her; he would try but in the end. He would always search for her; this is why it had to be her. Otherwise Naruto would only get hurt but if he chose her, he'd get hurt anyway. So damn confusing, Kiba felt her hands run across his neck down to his stomach. He took her delectable curves into his hands still he wanted her for so long. To lose her, to lose either of them, it would hurt beyond compare. What was he going to do?

First, Kiba would do what he did best; make her forget. This was what he understood; perhaps it was the only thing he understood. Kiba placed his hands on her pants slowly taking them off her as they kissed. His hands gripped tight on her panties eager to remove them and fulfill his purpose. Almost, his could feel fabric sliding down in hands. –This touch-

Kiba entered a spin as Naruto threw his body at him. "You can't just leave me," He embraced Naruto. "You want me, Kiba. I know you do." Kiba blushed realizing his hands on were on his ass. He did want him; Kiba would always want him. He couldn't leave him; that would hurt too much.

"Don't be stupid," Kiba smirked. "Like I could ever leave you," He joked. "You're mine Naruto, so don't talk like that. I told you, I can't stop seeing you. I meant it." But, Ino wrapped her arms around his neck holding him from behind. What about her? Kiba couldn't stop seeing her either.

The grey mist began to fade and with it fear set in. He knew what happened next; it scared him. Please no, don't do it, Kiba felt their lips draw close to his ears. "You have to," He gulped; don't say it please don't say it. "Choose Kiba." They spoke as one. No, please, he didn't know who to pick, was it so wrong to love two people the exact same? Why did Kiba have to choose? He didn't want to. "Choose, Choose, Choose," The word was repeated over and over again.

"No," Kiba stepped back; they walked closer. "Stay away from me," That word; they wouldn't stop saying it to him. Each time he heard it; it was like a powerful hammer crashing down his heart obliterating it with every strike. So heavy, he had no choice but to surrender to the pain. "Stop it," He covered his ears still he heard it; he shut his eyes still it was there. Kiba trembled at the sound; he wanted scream till his lungs burst hoping it would stop but he couldn't. He wanted to cry for help but again he couldn't. This had to be a secret; nobody could know about this pain, this fear, the weakness. The word echoed in his mind: Choose, Choose, Choose….

"I CAN'T"

Kiba screamed so loud his lungs hurt. It was over, the nightmare subsided. His eyes wandered his room to make sure it was empty. The clock on the wall; he only slept an hour. Kiba laid his head on his pillow letting his body calm down. He was drenched in sweat; his heart beating so fast; he thought it was trying to escape. Kiba's hands couldn't stop shaking; he was still scared. Akamaru let out a whine of empathy. The Ninja hound rested his head there at the foot of Kiba's bed. Poor guy was starting to get worried.

"I'm fine," Kiba spoke taking a few deep breaths. "No need to worry about me." He walked into the bathroom washing his face. "It was just a dream," He told himself. "Get it together, you got this." Kiba began shaking as the nightmare had taken form. No, Kiba shut his eyes trying not to look at it. When he shut them; he only saw it again.

Damn it, he opened his eyes staring; on right side of the sink, resting there in his tooth brush holder, was a tooth brush that belonged to Naruto. To the left, he gulped was a hair brush belonging to Ino. The word surfaced: Choose, Choose, Choose, Kiba gripped his aching head. The word wouldn't stop its loud scream; he had to stop it, make it stop, he grabbed both items tossing them in the trash. It was gone; Kiba let out a sigh of relief.

Kiba started the shower; he stripped down letting the water cleanse his body of the sweat caused by the nightmare. He knew he couldn't keep fighting it forever; it was only going to get worse. That is unless Kiba did something about the nightmare.

He had to decide but he couldn't; Kiba didn't know who to pick. It was up to them to make him choose. They just had to say that they loved him; whoever said it; that's who he had to pick. Those were the rules both Naruto and Ino were bound by.

Kiba grabbed a towel drying off his body after his shower. Naruto refused to say it to him last night. Though, he nearly begged Naruto to. Now it was Ino's turn, just like Naruto, he knew she felt something for him. He just needed her to say it after that, the nightmare would stop. Kiba had no way of knowing what her response would be still, this couldn't continue. The nightmare had to disappear before it got worse; he didn't want to know what worse felt like…