Introductions

Unlike so the common types, it was not Kiba's eyes, but his nose that oriented him to the world he found himself in. Nose twitching, the scent of cats and dust bombarded his nostrils, causing him to cough.

"Can I help you?" A well-toned female voice asked.

Eyes fluttering, Kiba turned the blur of brown and white into a face framed by long locks. "Uh..." he replied.

The girl, the Tamaki he met years ago, crossed her arms and let her lips twitch with barely disguised humor. "I see you have one of my cats," she remarked.

"Your-" he looked down. A fat cat with orange and yellow colors gazed up at him with half-lidded eyes. Wheels turning in his head, Kiba remembered exactly what today was. It was the day he'd met Tamaki and asked her out on a date. Lips curling back in a smile, he wondered how the stranger knew this was his favorite moment. How did he know that he cherished the day he met his fiancee above all else?

If Kiba wasn't so excited, he might have been suspicious. "Ah, hahaha," he chortled. "Actually, I found this guy walking around outside. He didn't have a collar so I was going to come in and see if you knew who he belonged to."

"Do cats have to wear collars?" Tamaki asked as she took her fat cat back for a cuddle. "Ping hates them, you see."

Scratching his head, Kiba shrugged, "I don't know, actually. I always just thought it makes them easier to find..."

Her brown eyes exuded warmth as she surveyed her cat and set him down to wander the confines of her grandmother's shop. "I suppose. But Ping knows better, he doesn't go far when he leaves the shop." Grinning then at him, she declared with a cheeky grin. "He knows he gots it good!"

"I'm sure he does with a belly like that..."

Tamaki wagged a finger at Kiba, "Oi, are you criticizing how me and my grandmother take care of our cats?"

Putting up both hands, the man shook his head. "No, oh no, I wouldn't dare. I take care of animals too, you see. I left my dog outside though..."

"A doggy?" Tamaki perked up.

Kiba grinned. "So you like dogs, eh?"

Eying him, she declared, "Cat are the best, but..." she smiled at him. "Dogs are cute too."

"Akamaru's cute - or at least people tell me so," Kiba explained as he took a step toward the shop's door. "Wanna meet him?"

"Sure!" Tamaki agreed and when Kiba put a guiding hand on her back by instinct, she didn't shake him off. Were they already on good enough terms that he could ask her out? The man felt like maybe they were.

Stepping out onto Konoha's sunny streets, he gestured down to the dog. "This is Akamaru!"

In response to his name being said, the dog thumped his tail.

"Oh how handsome!" The young woman cooed as she scratched Kiba's friend behind the ears.

Scuffing his feet as he watched her, the man tried to remember how he asked her out the first time. He was pretty sure it'd been awkward. There had just been something about Tamaki that he'd instinctively liked and...well, Kiba knew to follow his instincts.

Touching her shoulder to get her attention, he felt his face heat up when she gazed up curiously. "Hey, um, I know this is like really random and we just met and all, but...wouldyougoonadatewithme?"

Bewildered, the young woman blinked and asked, "What did you just ask?"

"Will you go on a date. With me," Kiba repeated with a sigh.

A smiling lightening her face, she nodded. "Sure, that sounds like fun."

"Really? Oh, okay, great!" The man replied. "Hey, how about six tonight, does that sound good? Or maybe tomorrow?"

"Today's alright," Tamaki answered.

Bobbing his head, he finished talking with the young woman and then set out to start planning his perfect first date with Tamaki. Going home, he wrote out a long and slightly convoluted paragraph on what he remembered about their date and tacked it to the door so he'd see it when he left tonight. This date, it had to go well. He really love his Tamaki and the very thought that the him of this time messing it up made his blood run cold.

Once done with his list, he picked out an outfit and then went on to chilll with Akamaru out back; which mostly included tossing a ball around and doing a little wrestling. When the sun began to set on him and his best friend, Kiba just prayed that everything would go according to his plans. There was no better girl than Tamaki.

Life fading away, it only took a moment for him to wake up with his head in someone's lap in his own time.

Blinking his eyes, he saw his finacee gazing down at him.

"Hey there sleepyhead," she teased.

With a smile, Kiba gently guided her head down and he pressed a kiss to her lips.

Keeping within an inch of his face, Tamaki asked, "What was that for, Kiba?"

"I just remembered how lucky I am, is all," he explained.

Patting his cheek, the woman purred "Aren't you sweet? Just so you know, though, I'm still not having sex with you tonight. It's my time of the month."

Kiba crinkled his nose. "O-Okay, I didn't need to know that."

Tamaki giggled. "With your mother and sister, you think you would be more used to girl talk."

"It doesn't change the fact it's still sort of gross," Kiba muttered.

His fiancee feigned annoyance and gave his side a playful pinch. Jolting, he flipped them so he could tickle her. Shrieking with laughter, Kiba was glad the past him hadn't messed this up. Tamaki was by far the coolest girl he'd ever met (and that was saying something, especially with a sister like Hana).

Kiba didn't give the stranger who'd offered him one more day a thought as he and Tamaki let the evening deepen into night; they having become too far lost in each other's company.

I was sort of curious to know how Kiba ended up with Tamaki. I thought it might be fun to explore that in one of these little stories. What about you guys? Do you agree? Was this cute enough for you all?

To my dear reviewer Karkatsbabe, you are the best :)

Thanks everyone for reading and please review!