Time frame is when Kiba and Sakura are about… 6-7 years old.

yearn vi

to want somebody or something very much, often with a feeling of sadness because of the difficulty or impossibility of fulfilling the desire

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"I love you"

"I love you, too,"

"Awe," She giggled under his deep kiss.

YEARN

Kiba stared. He stared at the woman and the man doing things to each other in the dark alleyway. He was standing in the sun, where everybody could see him, and they were in the narrow, dark, alleyway, doing whatever. He saw the man start to slide one of his hand from her back to her hip, and pulled her closer to him. She just kept her arms wrapped around his neck, doing every technique in the book of how to kiss a guy. Kiba stared, innocently, not knowing anything of what they were doing. The man's hand mover lower, and felt around her bum, and the woman moaned.

Getting bored, Kiba started to walk again, back to his home. Normally, he took the alleyway for a shortcut, but today, it was disturbed by the stupid adults. He ran, trying to get home as fast as he could, when suddenly, he saw a girl. He stopped right on the tracks, but failed miserably and tripped himself. The girl looked down at him and giggled with that wonderful face. Kiba hid his face to keep that blushing covered. He got up, and wiped himself as she walked away. He stomped his way up to his room. Would they still be there tomorrow? Will he have to take the long way again tomorrow? Kiba didn't like taking the long ways, or the hard ways. He always cheated and tried to look for an easy route. Being mad made him tired. And what regains his energy than sleeping?

As he quickly fell into slumber, he dreamt of that same girl again. Haruno Sakura. He was in the same class as her. She had pretty pink hair, and a nice smile that always made Kiba's heart pounding. Although he didn't really know what that meant, he always tried to avoid her from keeping the heart pounding away from him. But even if he was avoiding her in reality, she still appeared in his dreams. He was trying to wiggle her out of his mind, but under all those blushes and worried looks, he smiled.

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They were there again.

They were there doing the same thing all over again. Making physical contact with each other and everything. God, can't they get a break? Kiba glared at them for making him take the long way again, and for making him meet Haruno Sakura on the way home.

He went walking this time, fearing that he might hurt himself again if he suddenly saw her. He walked, his back arched from moping around. As he walked down the street of Konoha, on the next corner, he saw her walking down the same path he was going to go. He immediately started to redden as he got closer to her, and turned his head away to hide.

Unfortunately, she saw him and slowed down. When he was unnoticeably walking next to her, she made a silent giggle and began to talk, "Hi"

Kiba jumped as he heard the voice. Sakura tried to hold the burst of laughter. Kiba was surprised, how did she get to walk right next to him so suddenly? "Uh, uhhhh, um…"

"Are you the one that fell yesterday?" Her sudden question made him blush. Of course she would remember that. Kiba nodded with embarrassment. She just smiled, "Are you okay? Did you injure yourself yesterday?" She asked. Kiba stared at her with shock. He was expecting more of an… insult than a caring question…

"N-no… Not that I've noticed of…" He stuttered.

"Mmm… Okay, that's good. It looked like it hurt pretty bad…" He looked at her once more, and she looked back, smiling.

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"Mom,"

"Yeah?"

"What is it called when one man and a woman do physical contact with each other?" The next thing Kiba heard in the room was something falling to the floor. When Kiba looked up from his meal, he saw that his mother has dropped her chopstick to the ground. He looked over at his sister who has stopped all her motion, her eyes wide. Suddenly getting all scared, he asked, "W-what…?"

"WHERE" Darkness started to consume the room(all in Kiba's head) "DID" And fire started to rise from below, "YOU" Kiba's sister, Hana, began to weep and crawl away with the rest of the dogs, "SEE" Kiba was stuck as his mother was stomping over to him, "THAT" And lighting was collided with everything else, "HAPPEN!!!???"

The only thing heard next by Hana's horrified ears was a horrible screech.

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Kiba walked down the street, his road home from school on another afternoon. He didn't think asking his mother that question would just haunt his nightmares…

'Kiba, what I am going to tell you is very serious. Before… doing whatever those couples were doing, you must first obtain love. You see, love… is like… um, okay, um, when you see someone that you like or love, you're heart starts to beat uncontrollably, and you're whole body starts to feel like it's burning hot. Love is something that can only be made by two people, and they must show affection in order to tell their emotions. What you saw in the alleyway is… one way of showing it… But that's an adult thing, and that technique shouldn't be used until you are mature enough. Anyways… um… well, that's all I have to say, actually…'

'Um, okay… Thanks, Mom,' Kiba started to escape out of the room when his mother suddenly grabbed his wrist.

'Kiba, if I see you doing that kind of stuff before you are old enough,' Her grip started to tighten on Kiba's wrist, 'Then I will torture you like never before…!!' Kiba was scared. He was scared of her words, her strength. But what really scared him was that she was able to maintain a smile on her face.

Kiba sighed. And he sighed even louder when he saw those same couple making out, AGAIN. Since he was already used to this, he continued to walk down the path. …To see her again.

"Hello," She greeted first. He still wasn't getting used to her presence right next to him.

"H-hi…"

"I didn't ask yesterday, but you're in my class, huh?" Sakura asked. Kiba nodded, "That's great! That means we have more things to talk about!" The boy didn't know what to do. Should he be happy about it?

"Y-yeah… I guess…" He looked at her, starting to talk about whatever again. His heart was still beating without a rhythm, and his face was still flushed. Could this be the love that his mother was talking about?

It's a start to form something small into something very big and emotional. Talking would be the best way to show affection. To show that you care, and concern about. This is how Kiba shows his sentiment. It may not be as noticible as the couple down the alleyway, but it's good enough. Anyways, Kiba likes it better doing it this way. It's more fun and enjoyable.

And plus, his mom wouldn't have to kill him.

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A/N: Finally. Something good that I like… Kinda. I like alternating characters into children, it's so fun. OH! One more alphabet to go!! WOOHOO!!!