Hey everyone, I am back after a long period of not posting with very little excuses as to why no updates were forthcoming.
All I can really say was this chapter just really did not want to be written.
As always the only thing that belongs to me is this god awful thing.
Enjoy!
Now Kiba was a rather athletic teenager, being on the school's soccer team and all, but he didn't particularly enjoy running if he could help it. Now was one of those times, however, that the brunette found himself racing as fast as his legs would take him. He cut the corner sharp, runners skidding for a moment as he pitched foreword to compensate for his speed. Sweat was beading on his tanned face as he rushed through the elaborate suburbs, breath coming in frequent huffs. Kiba had seen something; something he most definitely should not have seen. On principle, the spiky haired male subscribed to the ever wise philosophy of turning a blind eye. If it wasn't hurting anyone or anything, he firmly believed in letting people do whatever the hell they wanted. He was good at ignoring weird shit —fantastic even, but this time he definitely had to tell someone. Not to say that what he saw was weird per say, it was just…..not something he'd ever expected to see. That was enough to put him on edge. And the lucky person that was going to listen as he ranted about the strange scene he had witnessed was his ever laid-back boyfriend, Kankurō. The short teen practically flew up the stairs of the now familiar house, not bothering to knock as he entered the lavish estate, and rushed into the living room where he knew his boyfriend would be. Sure enough, as he slammed open the heavy wooden doors, the half lidded eyes of Kankurō lazily focused on him. A sleek black game controller was held loosely in his hands, one eyebrow raised in question as the younger teen continued to pant in the doorway. Kiba was having none of that shit. Once he got enough of his breath back, he leapt over the back of the couch, landing perfectly in his boyfriend's lap whom had flung his arms wide in preparation.
"Hey babe, what's up," Kankurō nuzzled his cheek on the top of the smaller males head as he resumed his game.
"Don't you fucking what's up babe me, I've been through some shit!" Kiba wheezed as he was still winded from his long run.
Kankurō paused his game once more and focused on his boyfriend. "What do you mean you've been through some shit? What the fuck happened!?"
Kiba ran his arm over his face, wiping away the sweat that had collected there. "I mean I've been through some shit, what the hell do you think I mean dumbass!"
The older male shot the other an unimpressed look. "Fuck you too," Kankurō snorted, flipping Kiba the middle finger. "Now seriously, why don't you tell me what fucking happened instead of repeating the same thing over and over again."
"Okay, okay but you gotta promise me that what I say doesn't leave this room, ya hear!?"
"I mean ya, but like babe you're kind of scaring me," The taller promised as he put down the controller and rested his hands on the younger's hips.
Kiba shifted out of his boyfriend's grip, and plopped down beside him on the couch in favour of his previous position on his lap. He lent his cheek against the back of the leather sofa, the cool texture stung against his over heated skin, grounding him in the moment. Kankurō shifted forward so he could wrap his arms in a loose hold around Kiba.
"Right, so I was headin' over after my stupid classes, and thought i'd stop downtown to grab some new cleats for soccer practice. Well, I was passin' through the club sector, minding my own fucking business, when I spotted another Konoha uniform out of the corner of my eye. I though maybe it'd be Shino cause he said he needed to run errands after school, so I went to call him over and holy shit am I glad I looked before I shouted because I couldn't believe what I saw! Instead of seeing Shino, like I had expected, do you know who I saw!? Like honestly, you could not pay me enough money to make this shit up. It was fucking Lee, like you know, cute innocent Lee, with motherfucking Itachi Uchiha! And if that wasn't fucking weird enough, they went into Paradise! THE Paradise, super gay club Paradise, suck dick and have a good time Para—"
"Fuuuuuuck," Kankurō sighed as threw his head back, "Not you too!"
"What do you mean, not you too!? What the fuck do you know Kankurō!?" Kiba demanded, pissed that his boyfriend had cut him off.
"I mean, I already fucking knew that Lee worked there! I was just hoping nobody else would figure it out, especially not you!"
"HE'S WORKING THERE!?" The younger screeched as he pulled away from his boyfriend. This was followed by Kiba punching Kankurō's shoulder none to gently, causing the latter to grunt in pain. "YOU KNEW AND DIDN'T FUCKING TELL ME! WHAT THE FUCK!?"
"This," Kankurō began gesturing at the male in front of him before he opted to rub his now sore arm instead, "is exactly why I didn't tell you! You overreact to everything! Not to mention that last part just slipped out, I wasn't supposed to say anything about knowing where he works and you can't fucking say anything either!"
"I do not overreact! I feel like this is a perfectly appropriate reaction to finding out one of your classmates is working as a goddamn stripper! And I won't tell anyone, for fucks sake I was the one who said nothing was leaving this god damn room you dumb fuck!"
"He's not a stripper!" Kankurō defended, starting to get annoyed with his boyfriend's outburst, "Christ, Kiba do you even know what kind of establishment Paradise is!?"
"Yeah, it's a fucking GAY club!" The other brunette fired back, "What is there to know other than that!?"
"Well, I don't know, how about for starters that there are no fucking strippers at Paradise!? Or, ya know, the management there is fantastic and the employees are all treated like people? Or, what about the fact that they have a strict hands off policy!? Also can I just remind you that you are, in fact, also gay so down talking gay establishments like that is kind of hypocritical"
"How in the fuck do you know so much about Paradise!?" Kiba asked incredulously. " And that's not what I fucking meant, you know that" he practically spat at Kankurō's accusation, shooting the taller male a glare for effect.
"I told you ages ago Kiba, the store I work at sells clothes specifically for the club!" Kankurō ran a hand over his face, trying to will his anger back to a manageable level. "We have a deal with Paradise to provide them with their specialty items so long as they continue to do exclusive business with us! Do you ever listen to me!?"
"…..I may recall you saying something along those lines," the younger confessed, avoiding making eye contact with his boyfriend.
"And anyways, what's the fucking issue if Lee is working there? You've never given a shit about stuff like this before?"
"THAT'S—IT'S…..IT'S DIFFERENT IS ALL," Kiba defended in a loud voice. "I'm not judging or nothin' ," he quickly reassured, "it's just not something I would have expected Lee of all people to do! He still fucking blushes when he hears people talking about sex! I mean, for fucks sakes you can't tell me you didn't freak out a little when you found out!"
Kankurō opened his mouth to deny his boyfriend's accurate assumption, but had the decency to concede the point. "Okay, so even if I did, Lee can do whatever the hell he wants, and Paradise is a good place to do it too."
"Okay, yeah, fine whatever," Kiba waved the topic off impatiently, already over their previous argument, "But what about the fact that he was with Itachi mother fucking Uchiha!?"
"….Alright, so I don't have a good explanation for that one," Kankurō reluctantly supplied after a moment of prolonged silence. "But!" he declared before his boyfriend could interrupt, "I do know that Gai doesn't hire anyone who is remotely dangerous, so I can only assume all the outrageous rumours about Itachi are complete bullshit."
"I mean…" Kiba seemed at a loss as he thumped backwards onto the plush cushion. "Ugh, I hate it when you're fucking right."
Kankurō couldn't hold back his laughter at his lover's admission. With a loud groan from Kiba, the elder of the two settled himself none to gently on top of the other male.
"What was that, I didn't quite hear you?" the tanned brunette teased.
"I said," the younger began in a scathing tone, "That you're a fucking piece of shit."
"Hey now," the taller reprimanded in mock offence in between chuckles, "that's no way to treat someone who just saved your ass from sounding like an ignorant fuck."
"Ugh," the younger rolled his eyes as he shoved his boyfriend's face. "Yeah, yeah fucking live it up."
Kankurō laughed and gave Kiba a quick kiss, their lips smacking noisily, before he sat back on the sofa. The shorter of the two continued to grumble under his breathe as the elder picked up the neglected controller and resumed his game. The brunette settled back against the couch, still pondering the odd scene he had witness less than an hour ago. Admittedly Kiba wasn't very close to Lee. He knew of him in passing, mostly from their shared history class and the brief information Hinata had shared with him when they had "dated" for two months. It was really only when he had started seeing Kankurō, that the raven haired male had popped up more in conversation. Despite this, Lee still didn't feature overly much in their conversations, and so Kiba had never really felt he truly knew the other teen. However, what Kiba had gleaned from the various conversations he had had, was that Lee was tall, overly loud, and probably one of the nicest people to grace this earth. All of these traits together amounted to a pretty innocent picture in the brunette's head (something that Kankurō and anyone who knew Lee had solidified through their own words) and so to have that image shattered…was a little disconcerting. Lee, in his opinion, didn't look like someone who would be comfortable in an establishment like Paradise, or any club for that matter. Kiba had done his fair share of partying, mostly thanks to his boyfriend's love for party's, and thusly was old hat at the club scene. He knew what clubbing was all about, and it often involved the continual grinding of bodies wether willing or not. Or, to be more blunt, not something he could see Lee doing on a regular basis without the threat of his head exploding. However, if what Kankurō said was anything to go by, Paradise didn't seem like the other clubs in Konoha. In fact, if Kiba was being completely honest, most of the things he had heard about Paradise were nothing but vulgar rumours that often focused on bashing the establishment for being predominantly gay. And that was not something Kiba wanted to colour his own judgements. He had struggled himself to open up about his sexuality, worried about the ridicule he would face. Hinata was a perfect cover for his complete lack of interest in the opposite sex since she too held little desire for his form in return. When a certain older brunette wormed his way into his heart, Kiba had no choice but to come clean; and well, it worked out for the best. So maybe he was being a bit harsh in his judgement of Paradise. And, in any case, it wasn't any of his damn business where Lee decided to work. Kiba let out a long sigh, sinking into the cushions further.
"What was that babe?" Kankurō asked distractedly as he continued to play his game.
"Nothin'…I was just imagining how hot Lee must look working at Paradise."
The shrieking "WHAT" that his boyfriend emitted at the purposeful statement was enough to put a sly smile on Kiba's face.
"Oh come off it, we both know what Lee looks like. With a face like his and a bod to match he must be hot shit at Paradise."
"Is this, like a regular thing with you!?" Kankurō sputter, the initial shock at his boyfriend's statement still plastered on his face. "Do you just go around evaluating the hotness of every guy you see?"
"Well that's what I did with you, and you should be thankful that my tastes are so diverse because we ended up together didn't we?" the younger leered, one eyebrow raised cockily.
"Fuck you very much!" The elder retorted, pissed at the insinuation, "And can we not talk about how hot or not my brother's best friend is. I've known Lee too long to see him in any kind of un-pure light, alright?"
"And by too long you mean Gaara would kill you if you admitted to having any 'un-pure' thoughts about his Lee, am I right? But come on man, I remember some of the things you told me your work has in stock. Just imagine Lee in some of them and tell me that isn't a fucking pretty picture!"
Kankurō glared at his boyfriend, unamused at the continual jibbing.
"Seriously, how can you look at that godly piece of ass and not have little Kankurō give a twitch of interest? Even little Kiba has made it know that Lee's ass is a divine gift to all of mankind. In fact, if it wasn't so utterly perfect, I might even be a bit jealous at it's voluptuous shape." Kiba admitted freely, a dreamy look passing over his features.
"Is this really happening? Are you seriously telling me, your fucking boyfriend might I add, that you want to fuck his brother's best friend?"
"Nah, come on babe, you know I prefer to bottom not to mention Lee is totally off limits at this point…." he waved off while easily before a serious look replaced the brunette's usual loose smile, "but I mean, if he ever, ya know, offered I wouldn't say n—"
"That's fucking it," Kankurō growled as he tackled Kiba down on the couch, mercilessly tickling the slighter male pinned beneath him. "If I ever hear you talk about another man like that while your hot, desirable, lover is sitting right here I will not be held responsible for my actions!"
Kiba was wheezing in-between the fits of laughter his boyfriend's incessant tickling was causing. He tried his damnedest to wriggle out of the older male's grasp, but his strength was waning as his continual chuckles drained his ability to function. As tears poured from his eyes, the brunette sucked in a shuttering breath.
"Fine, Fine, you win, I fucking give!" Kiba choked out, pockets of laughter stuttering his speech.
"Say that you think i'm the most gorgeous, hunk of man you've ever had the pleasure of being with!" Kankurō declared as he continued his assault on his helpless boyfriend.
"You are the hottest ass i've ever had, oH MY GOD KANKURŌ FUCKING STOP!"
"And don't forget that you're lucky to be with someone as totally fucking awesome as me!" He insisted, digging into his lover's ribs with teasing hands.
A loud guffaw halted the being response on the tip of Kiba's tongue. As large fingers continued to move over his ticklish ribs, the younger male instead opted to follow along with his boyfriend's demands.
"Fine, f-UCK, you are the best boyfriend ever now seriously gET OFF!"
"Good enough," the elder conceded as he released the younger from his hold.
"You…fucking…dick" Kiba huffed as he tried to get his breathing back to normal.
"That's what i'm here for," the elder smugly stated, lounging back in an arrogant sprawl as his lover continued to heave.
"Now that you have finished your childish display, might I ask for you to explain more about Lee's position at Paradise," a deep baritone broke through the playful moment.
Kankurō and Kiba froze, both staring at each other in utter disbelief. Kiba resolutely refused to move in the slightest, beyond terrified of what the new voice implied. Taking the hint, Kankurō swallowed slowly, praying to any god that would listen that this moment was some sick joke and that he'd wake up to realize it was all vivid nightmare. Turning his head haltingly, brown orbs met the calm cerulean gaze of his brother. The elder sucked in a quick breath between his teeth, scarcely believing the image forming in front of his eyes. Tanned fingers pinched his arm lightly, the sharp sting shattering all hopes of his earlier theory. Gaara was casually leaning against the wall just inside of the living room, his face it's usual stoic mask with his arms crossed loosely in front of him. One, nearly invisible eyebrow was raised in question, silently commanding the other to continue his explanation. The cold, forceful calm of the younger male brooke no argument as to whether his question would be answered.
Kankurō was completely, and utterly fucked.
Yes, I know, this chapter is really short in comparison to the last couple updates.
I just didn't know how to make it longer without the whole thing dragging on, so I just went "fuck it" and decided to post it anyways.
Thank you all so much for the comments and feedback, I always love to here you're thoughts on this story! Also, to those who picked up on Lee's uniform fiasco, kudos to you because you read my fucking mind!