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Next Day/Sunday/Sparring/Kaori's POV:

It was a beautiful Sunday evening. It was especially nice because I was seriously kicking some Inuzuka ass. Whoo!

See, since tomorrow is the 'Super ninja awesome happy friends day unite!' as we had affectionately dubbed, (or at least, I did. Kiba said it was undignified. The nerve of him!) Kiba and I decided to squeeze in some time to train. We kind of wanted to shape up a bit more before we got grouped up. After all, what if we were paired with someone like Uchiha Sasuke? Even though Kiba refused to admit it, we didn't really look as great in comparison.

"Heh, you're pretty good, Kaori!" One of the two Kibas grinned. Akamaru had taken Kiba's form using what he called the Jujin Bunshin, or the human beast clone, and both were panting heavily.

I smiled. Equally tired and I fumbled with my kunai, as it was slippery with sweat. I resisted the urge to rub it off to concentrate on the fight. Which I thought showed my dedication as a ninja before remembering that sweat wasn't a big deal in the ninja world when you're fighting for your life.

Sigh.

"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself… for a dog."

"Hey now! That was unnecessary!" He protested, genuinely offended. "Grr! Get ready to eat your words!"

We all jumped and attacked once more. Which was difficult for me because of the unfair two on one thing going on, I had to kill them off one at a time (which isn't exactly easy since, as stated before, it is two against one).

I jumped again, feinting a stab to Kiba 1's side, but Kiba 2 grabbed my wrist to prevent this. In return, I twisted sideways and kicked him square in the stomach. He flew with a painful "Oof!" and crashed into a tree. I gave a triumphant grin, and got ready to attack number 1, when there was this big "Poof!" behind me, and in Kiba 2's place was a log. 'A replacement! Where did they get the time for that? And number one's gone as well. Then where are they?'

"Kiba-san! Where are you?" I called out, licking my dry lips in sheer anticipation. "I never knew you were so cheap!"

"I'm right behind you!" I heard vicious growling and turned to see the both of them in offense-mode. They looked very scary as Kiba started looking more and more barbaric. "Gatsuuga!" One shouted, and they turned into whirling cyclones, both making their way towards me. I braced myself for the attack, wincing, as I stood in defense mode.

… But it never came.

At first glance, anyone could realize that it must have been a newly learned jutsu, which meant that Kiba-san hadn't mastered it yet. They went out of control and hit everything but me.

I stared horrified at the damage being made. Full trees were splintering, rocks getting uprooted, and the ground was cracking. The two were constantly in motion, making me feel scared and disoriented.

They must realize that they were putting too much spin in their attacks. Although they knew my location by smell, even they couldn't top the law of inertia. Their centrifugal force was too great and they could not stop or decelerate their spins easily. They were still spinning at a mind-boggling rate, resulting in their huge confusion.

But Kiba and Akamaru had finally got it together and were suddenly heading my way; in panic, I made a few seals and muttered "Bakuhatsu no jutsu." before pressing my open palms against the closest cyclone letting out a blast of chakra the moment contact was made, causing us to fly in opposite directions. While I had crashed painfully into a tree, Kiba and Akamaru had flown into the lake. I staggered up, and hissed when I felt pain and blood dripping everywhere. My body had already healed most of my cuts and scratches, leaving me with the aches and excess blood. I ignored the pain and ran over to the lake.

"Kiba-san! Akamaru! Are you guys okay?" I screamed, my voice rasp with worry. They've been under for quite some time. I couldn't see through the murky pond. 'Oh my god. I-I killed them!'

I was about to dive into the water myself when Kiba finally surfaced, spluttering out of the water with Akamaru in his arms. He splashed over to the shore, still gasping for breath as I handed him his towel and a bottle of water. He snatched them out of my hands, and it was easy to see that he was still tipsy for he was wobbling over to our resting tree.

I felt terrible.

"K-Kiba-san…" I sniffed, feeling the guilt creep its way in me. "I-I'm so sorry…"

He said nothing, and continued drying off the weary Akamaru, I bit my lip. My eyes were still tightly closed as I braced myself for him to yell and stomp away.

'He… probably doesn't want to be my friend anymore, does he?'

After few seconds, there was still nothing and I opened my eyes to see him staring back with a look of slight penitence on his features. 'Uh?'

He finally sighed. "Look, it's not your fault. I guess, you won fair and square, so don't even think about feeling guilty unless you want me to kick your ass." I shook my head weakly, still feeling regretful. I handed him my own towel to dry off with as I patted Akamaru's little head, cooing out apologies. Akamaru yawned, assuring me that I was forgiven.

I think.

I… I don't speak dog.

Kiba on the other hand, frowned as he replayed the battle over in his head. "But damn it! If only I'd practiced Gatsuuga more, then I'd have won." He yelled out, frustrated.

Startled, I gave him an encouraging smile, "That's true, you'll definitely defeat me in future matches once it's complete." I nodded sagely. "I won, but it was all by luck. Once you perfect your jutsu, I'd lose in a single second."

"Damn straight," He muttered.

"Ah…"

Not the kind of response I was expecting. Was he really that full of himself?

Kiba calmed through my awkward silence. "So…" He started; I gave him a blank look. "How did you make that explosion? I felt like I got shot in the chest." He explained eagerly. Wincing as he massaged his upper-body.

"Oh… That's a clan thing; but we can only insert and extract those special kinds of chakra from our palms. It takes perfect chakra control, which was why it took me forever to learn it, but I can only do the latter." I admitted, embarrassed to be talking about myself as such.

It really wasn't as great as he thought.

Kiba frowned; disappointed that his chance of learning the techniques were drastically low. I racked around my head for something to cheer him up. "Umm… I heard that you could put the abilities in a scroll, though." I informed him. "Once I learn that art, I'll try to make you one, ne?"

"Sweet." Kiba grinned, satisfied, and pulled his hood down to towel-dry his hair. I peered at him curiously. After a while of this, he turned around to face me. "What?" He asked, looking uncomfortable.

"You know this is the first time I've ever seen you with your hood off." I crawled closer. "You actually look really cool, Kiba-san!" I answered honestly, still studying him down.

Before, I had even mistaken the fuzz around his hood for his real hair, but it turns out that his hair was lighter in color and cut short. This gave him a more clean-cut appearance in contrast to this shaggy, mangy, disgusting, rugged look I was expecting. I have to say I preferred this instead.

He blushed, not expecting a compliment, but grinned. "Then I could probably get my own fan club too, can't I?" He joked. "Maybe I can win over Sasuke!"

I laughed. "Hmm… Maybe. But I don't really get to decide that, besides I'm not going to join whatever fan club you inspire." I replied, still staring closely. "I mean, it's not like that'll actually happen."

Kiba paused in his glaring when he blinked. "Wait, why does my hood make that much of a difference on looks?" He asked in second thought, poking my brow accusingly. I winced and backed up as I rubbed the red spot on my crown.

"Because you look scary?"

He frowned and got back up. "Well, I'm a fucking ninja! It kind of helps if you can intimidate your opponents!" He retorted, fired up.

"Calm down. Just forget I said anything." I grumbled, taking an irritated swig from my water bottle. Placing the cap on, I set it back in my pack while Kiba continued to vent and complain to Akamaru. It was pretty comical. Seeing him argue with a dog.

"Well, I gotta go now." I stretched, interrupting the two. "I have to prepare for tomorrow and all that. So I hope you settle this soon, Kiba-san, Akamaru-kun." I acknowledged, as I walked away. "Bye-bye!"

Or at least, tried to.

I squeaked as Kiba easily wrapped his hand around my (rather puny) arm, sitting me down painfully.

"No way!" He shouted, all past anger gone and replaced with mischief. "You're not leaving at this crucial part of the conversation!"

I smiled, I tried not to, but it was almost impossible with him. "Oh? And what if I don't?"

"Then it's an hour of tickle torture."

Err…

Pssht! Yeah. Riiiight… "You're joking right?"

"Care to test that theory?" He asked, looking more evil than anything.

"No way…" My eyes widened as his grin grew. 'Ha. He's bluffing. He can't be serious… I mean, even for him that's too- … Is he really serious? Oh my god, he's really serious! Screw it! That's weird! No fucking WAY!'

I ignored the fact that Kiba was pulling me closer as I looked around the forest, my eyes wandering everywhere, until I finally came up with the best choice.

I jabbed him in the ribs, ("Ow! What the hell!") And used the chance to tear my arm out of his grip as I ran for dear life during his moment of surprise. "SHIT!!!"

I screamed even louder when I saw Kiba jump up to chase me. "After her, Akamaru!"

"What?? Don't chase me!! Get away you freak!!"

---An Hour And 12 Minutes Later---

After our little bit of fun, Kiba, Akamaru, and I were sitting against a shady tree, panting and laughing in a heap.

"Haa, dang Kaori! You're pretty fast!" Kiba gasped out, exhausted.

"Hee hee, you didn't play fair! Hee hee! It's- Ha ha!" I could not stop giggling from that torture. Kiba, unsurprisingly, was gifted in his agility and had caught up to me in no time after literally jumping on me. He and Akamaru had done a twelve-minute overtime (because I retaliated) and I was too tired and giggly to even say a proper sentence.

Kiba smirked, but continued. "But you could use a little more stamina."

"Hee hee! I know!"

"Hilarious…" Kiba shook his head and grinned at my helpless state. "You've officially lost it."

I giggled. "Shut up."

We rested and after a while I stood up, rejuvenated and cured of my laughing disease. But Kiba, on the other hand, leaned deeper against the tree, clutching his chest painfully as he gave a weak gasp.

"Kiba… san? Are you okay?" I started, staring curiously at him. I paused when realization hit me.

During our fight… Where exactly did I hit him?

If I had given him a chakra blast with my palms, then I could've actually…

"Lift up your shirt."

Kiba stared. "Come again?"

"Just do it!"

Bewildered, Kiba did as he was told as I examined his chest. I held my breath. "Oh shit." There was a big wound on his torso and it was bleeding and burnt at the same time.

"Woah. You did that?" Kiba cringed. "Now that explains a few."

I concentrated healing chakra into my palms and brought them up to his chest, startling Kiba in the process as he made a grab for my hands.

"Woah, woah, woah! I've seen the kind of destruction you could do with those hands! What are you planning on doing?" He yelped, trying to sound joking while wrestling my wrists over him with frantic jerks. Akamaru barked along with the wide-eyed Inuzuka.

I looked down at him, annoyed. "It's obvious that I'm trying to heal you. Let me finish. I already used up a lot of chakra so don't make me waste any more."

I concentrated again, and placed my hand lightly onto his chest. Kiba closed his eyes. "Hmm, okay. That feels pretty good." He mumbled, as his tissues began mending themselves under my supervision.

At his words, I realized how awkward the situation might look, and abruptly lifted my hands off. Kiba opened his eyes. "Are you done?" He tried to sit up. "Ouch! Okay! It still hurts." Akamaru looked up attentively, scolding me.

I looked away, blushing. "S-sorry!" I concentrated chakra again and placed my hand timidly onto his wound. He relaxed again. 'Oh my god…' My face was getting redder and redder. I hadn't really paid much attention to his… body due to his significant injury, but it was really… toned.

I blushed again. 'Ohh god… Just don't think about it.'

After Kiba was all healed and bandaged up, I took my hand back, massaging it. It was starting to cramp from overuse, Kiba stood up, revitalized. "Whew! Thanks! I feel as good as new. That's awesome, Kaori!" Akamaru gave a happy bark in reply.

I nodded, keeping my red face hidden behind my bangs. "It's probably going to hurt for a few more hours, but it'll be all better by tomorrow morning as long as you don't strain yourself for today. T-Take your bandage off when you wake up and you'll be in perfect condition." I mumbled, as I lifted up my pack and slipped my arms through the straps. "S-So I'll see you tomorrow, Kiba-san!"

Kiba stopped me, looking up at me curiously. "What's wrong? Did something happen while I was down?" He asked, not understanding anything.

I forced a grin. "No, of course not! Everything's fine. I-I'm just… tired!" I looked away. "Look, I gotta go now." I mumbled, shaking my hands out. I really was dead tired.

Kiba nodded, and smiled. "Fine, We'll walk you home then! Get up, Akamaru."

I froze. 'Fool! Can't you see I'm trying to get away from you?' I screamed internally, but on the outside I held my grin. "N-No, don't! I'm fine! Really!"

But Kiba walked on to the direction of my house. I couldn't tell if he heard me or not. I sighed and walked behind him, looking at the ground as I thought hard. 'Am I…?'

No. No it can't be.

---Walking---

'Do I really live this far away?' I almost groaned, it's already been eight minutes forty-six seconds and counting!

I didn't think we ran that far when we were being stupid earlier, and of course it took more time when we had to walk back for Kiba's pack. I kept my eyes to the ground the whole time, I was so absorbed over the path's intriguing patterns and was kicking a stone just to see how many kicks if took to reach home.

'Ninety-seven… ninety-eight… ninety-nine… one-- "Ack!"

I was too caught up in the activity to notice Kiba stop, and crashed softly against his back. "Kaori, we're here!" I looked up, and sure enough, I was home.

I smiled. "Oh. Thanks!" I said, practically running up the front steps.

"Hey, Kaori." Kiba called out right when I placed my hand on the doorknob.

"Yeah?" I spun around. And there was Kiba hovering right next to me. I instinctively backed up against the door, waiting for him to say what he wanted to say.

Kiba grinned at my response. He raised his arm (What!) and poked my forehead. "Today was fun, let's spar again sometime soon!" He chuckled.

Oh.

Annoyed, I rubbed my forehead and stuck my tongue out. "Oh no. A poke. On my forehead. My evident weak point. That hurt soooo much. Oh pain. Woe. Agony."

He looked surprised and then his eyes narrowed and he poked me again. "You know, your smart mouth sarcasm comes up at the worst times."

"Huh? What are you talking about? I don't have one."

"Oh yeah… I forgot that you were an idiot."

"Hey wait!"

That got my mind off some things and after arguing and joking around for a few minutes I finally waved him off as I stepped inside.

But once the door closed, my smile faded as I silently made my way to my room. I sat down on the ground, leaning heavily against the door.

I breathed in deeply. My heart had been fluttering so much during that whole time. It was as if I had finished a marathon race.

Seeing the heart shaped alarm clock on my desk, I gulped as a wave of realization hit me. 'I have a crush on Inuzuka Kiba…?' I put my hands up to my face and groaned. "What am I supposed to do now?"

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So how was it peoples? I know it's kinda cheesy and the writing's simplistic, but other than that I hope you guys liked it!!! So comment to tell me what you thought!!!

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Gatsuuga means Double Fang Destroyer (something like that)

Bakuhatsu means Explosion

Chikusho is Shit