Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Kankuro was fairly certain of two things.

One: he looked ridiculously hot. (With good reason.)
Two: he absolutely did not deserve to be sucker-punched in the face!

He didn't know what the little punk was thinking! Kankuro had just saved him from what would probably have been the most miserable night of the kid's life with that damn hooker.
Ungrateful little bastard.

Of course, Kankuro was hot on Kiba's heels when he left the pub in a huff. Swinging the younger man around to face him by the shoulder when they'd got outside.

"What the fuck is your problem!" Kankuro had bellowed, making a few bystanders look up from what they were doing.

"Why can't you just fuckin' stay out of things?" Kiba all but roared in his face.

"The fuck man? I was tryin' to help you, y' didn't look exactly happy talkin' to the tart. Fuckin' sorry for tryna help!"

"Fuck you, man. I don't need you're motherfuckin' help! I don't get why you can't just leave me alone!"

Because he was too damn attached, that's why. But he wasn't about to admit it. That would give the guy an upper hand which was something Kankuro really didn't want him to have.
He probably should have just admitted to the kid how much he actually fancied him, it would have made everything a whole lot easier, even if the kid did end up rubbing how much of a girl he was in his face, but to be honest he'd just been smacked by the fucking brat, so he was a little more than pissed off.

Kankuro decided to shift topics, "What the fuck gave you the right to just fuckin' hit me?"

"What gave you the right to fuckin' stalk me?" Damn bitch wasn't letting the subject change.

Kankuro didn't do well under pressure.
Give him twenty men to fight at once and he'd take them on head first and probably win. Give him a social situation that required him to talk about his feelings… nah, Kankuro didn't do well in that area. He always said something stupid.
So, in reality, what came out next probably shouldn't have been much of a surprise to the Sand Nin.

"Have you ever thought that maybe I like you!"
Kankuro really regretted announcing that when the mutt's face got harder.

"Fuck you! You just want me to fuckin' spread my legs for you before you go back home! I'm not a fuckin' toy Kankuro! I don't need this shit! Go back to Suna, find a whore to sleep with, I'm sure she'd put out much more than me."

The Inu Nin had left before Kankuro could even form a word, leaving the Suna Jounin in a state of shock and bewilderment.
He didn't know what could possibly have made the young Inuzuka think he was nothing more than an object for sexual release…

Ok fine, he did have somewhat of an idea.

Doesn't give the guy an excuse to fucking hit him!

He was royally screwed.
Now he had to go home without a last taste of that delicious young man.

'I have such fucked up priorities…'
The important thing wasn't that he had to go home without a last round with Kiba, even though it was what he kept telling himself, the important thing was that Kiba was pissed at him. And he really, really, didn't want to leave him in a bad mood.
If he did that he wouldn't be able to fuck him next time he was in the village...
'Priorities man!'

He didn't know what he was gonna do to make the kid forgive him – if he even apologised – but it was going to have to be fucking good to put that stubborn bastard in a better mood.

This chapter probably isn't as good as the last three have been.
I'm not good at writing arguments.

Sorry about not posting for so long, my laptop died (Which has all the back up of everything I've posted on here by the way) so I had to do this on my mothers computer inbetween college coursework. (Which I haven't finished...)
This chapter as going to be longer, but I liked where it ended, I also wasn't sure where I was going next and I wanted to make sure you guys had another chapter... because I love you and felt bad. ;)

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