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"Blah"= talking
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'Blah'= thinking or emphasis
(Blah)=Me
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Our training place/Kaori's POV:
I twirled a kunai, bored, as I leaned into a tree. I took the time to prepare for today, but Kiba-san was still late.
He'll probably be here soon. Maybe he had to go to the bathroom or something.
---30 minutes later---
I am seriously leaving.
It does not take anyone forty-five minutes to take a dump. Why am I still here?
I grabbed my kunai in mid-twirl and sighed. "Ah, that means I can go home and study again!" I said to myself with a grin in an effort to cheer myself up. Out of habit, I would always cover my negativity.
But in my head… I swear… 'That… that Inubaka!'
I picked up my equipment and sighed. "Poo, I was really in the mood to win. And I learned a new technique too! Stupid Kiba-san! That Inubaka was probably scared to lose and--!"
"Hmm? Stupid Kiba-san was probably… a what?" Came a voice.
My eyes widened. I gulped and turned around to see Kiba with Akamaru in his coat, hood down. I blushed, feeling my heart racing already. 'Damn! Not the hood!'
Kiba had a playful smirk across his face as he came closer. "Well?" He asked innocently. Why is he so cocky right now? Of all things, he should be begging me for mercy!
"Oh! W-well, I-it's all because, y-you know! I-I mean, that, well, y-yeah." I stammered, turning red.
What the hell…
I could just kick myself for being so caught off guard. Or better yet, kick him. But I probably won't. Damn. A crush of all things!
His smirk grew into a rather wicked grin. "Aww! You're blushing! How cute! Go on, you were in the middle of saying something! So what's wrong, Kaori?" He teased, poking my brow teasingly.
I scowled and turned away as my face grew redder. I was not in the mood for this. "Go away. If you think that I'm going to forgive you, then think again, asshole."
"Well, thanks for waiting! I'm honored!" He beamed.
HUGE turn-off. I narrowed my eyes even further. "Ugh! I can't believe you! I'm leaving!" I yelled, storming off.
He laughed at my reactions and continued like that until he finally realized I was serious. "Aww! Come on! I was only kidding! Don't be mad!" He whined as he caught up to me, easily catching up with his longer legs. Akamaru barked as well.
"Please go away."
"Kaori! Don't be mad! I tried to get here as fast as I could, right Akamaru? There was a situation in our mission and we had to stay late! I swear! Come on! Let me explain!" He pleaded, looking desperate to be forgiven.
"I see…" I whispered and I came to a stop. Kiba did the same. I made my hand into a fist, Kiba saw this and fell into a hasty defensive stance. With my fist, I turned around and…
… Made a big peace sign.
I stuck my tongue out playfully before grinning. "Just kidding! Haha, you fell for it, Kiba-san! I'm not mad… well, not for now, at least. But that was really fun!" I giggled. "I can finally see why you do such twisted, immature stunts, Kiba-san! It's actually somewhat funny!"
I stared as Kiba's face changed. Starting from blank, to confused, to shock, then to anger, annoyed, and finally a merciless glare.
"Uhh…?"
Next thing I knew, I was trapped in a headlock with a fist lightly digging into my noggin.
"Yaa! Kiba-san! Stop it! That hurts!" I freaked, my voice muffled by said boy's arm.
He forced a laugh, and ground his fist even harder against my head. "Oh-ho, Kaori! I'm going to make sure you regret doing that, brat!"
"Hey! I'm in the same grade as you!" I muffled in protest, grabbing at his arm to let go.
"And I'm EXACTLY a year and a month older than you, therefore making you a grade-skipping brat!"
That one was mom's fault! She actually forgot how old I was at the time!
"You're not exactly the most maturest of them all 'Mr. Oh So Mighty Dog-Tamer!' You were born on July 7th, weren't you? Then you're also one of the youngest in our class!" I argued, still trying to wriggle out of his grasp.
"Older than you, brat."
"Stop calling me a brat! I-Inubaka-san!" No matter how much I squirmed and wriggled, I just couldn't get out. I tried hitting him to let go. No such luck.
"Oh? Am I hearing name-calling? And you're getting so violent too!" He gave a dramatic sigh. "You're hurting my feelings, Ka-o-ri-chan! Sigh! Then I guess I shouldn't let you go as, ah, punishment!" Kiba shook his head forlornly, all the while rubbing his fist even harder against my skull. I stopped hitting him and focused my attention on protecting my poor head from the barrage of attacks.
"YAAA!! That didn't hurt you at all, you liar! And you called me names first, you… you loser dog person!" I gave a whimper. The pain was keeping me from thinking of good comebacks. Even MY names couldn't possibly be THAT bad!
He twisted his knuckles even faster.
"Ow ow ow! Alright! Alright! I'm sorry! Now stop! Please!" Kiba brought back his knuckle and I gave a sigh in relief. "Thank you--"
… And then he dug his fingers into my waist. Kiba grinned, all the while wiggling them against my ribcage and making me squirm even more.
"Yaa! STOOOOOOP!!!"
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Finally Fighting/Kaori's POV:
"Oof!" I groaned as I crashed into a tree.
Oh look at that, I actually made the tree crack a bit. How delightful. With another wince, I staggered up, already feeling my body regenerating itself.
One of the Kibas that had previously hit me let out an agitated growl. "Damn it, Kaori! You and your stupid clan! Stop healing yourself! Penalty!!"
"Woof woof!" The other Kiba, most likely Akamaru barked.
I frowned as I wiped the excess blood from my now cured lips. "I can't help it. It heals itself even when I don't want it to." I protested, while blocking a punch. It pushed me backwards and I looked up to see a barrage of shurikens flying towards me.
Thud thud thud thud thud!
Kiba frowned as he walked towards the weapon-studded log in front of him. I was nowhere to be seen.
Heh heh heh…
He gave a sniff, and widened his eyes when he found that he could barely smell me.
"Hehe, learned something new, Kaori?" He smirked, hiding his surprise.
I smirked myself, when I sensed the edge of uncertainty tainting his voice. After training with Hikaru-sensei (and his blinding light of DOOM) I learned that when you lose an important sense, in Kiba-san's case, his smell, the first thing you feel is anxiety and suspicion, enough to cloud your judgment and strike a sense of vulnerability.
I let out the breath I had been holding and peered my head out from behind a tree, twirling a special slasher in both hands.
This was my new trump card. I would twirl two wires that were attached to individual sharp pieces, with the wires tied to a small hoop at the end for me to slip my fingers in. At first glance, this doesn't seem to look like an imposing weapon but when the device is in motion, it creates a slicing, spinning disk for me to attack with.
Also hanging from the sharp piece was a small mass of special chakra-weaved perfume that I had made together with my mom. I would swing my slashers and sometimes I'd let out tiny soundless explosions (Bakuhatsu no jutsuuu~!) to spread the smell more. With my chakra signature, I could distort the perfume ball and its scent so that I could paralyze my opponent, hide my presence, hypnotize or confuse the opponent, make illusions…
Well, maybe someday I might. If I worked on it I probably could.
This technique was a type of aromatherapy that would leave the opponent too dazed to defend him or herself; I could simply attack with the sharp end of my slashers afterwards (or a kunai). This technique was especially affective against Kiba and Akamaru with their Inuzuka noses and all. Plus, I can make it into a great air freshener.
I kept twirling my Kaori Slashers. I twitched in delight. I just thought of the name right now!
But my moment was short-lived when I realized that I hadn't heard from Kiba for a while. What is he up to now?
"Ah-ha! Found you now, Kaori!"
I snapped out of my thoughts. "Wha–? Oh! OW!"
I was so busy thinking about beating Kiba… that I forgot about him. How stupid. I deserve a kick in the side for that-- Oh wait. I just got one.
Ouch.
I gasped when the air got knocked out of me. I looked up to see a smirking Kiba. "Haa haa! What the- haa the- haa haa! W-what the h-hell!"
"Now I see why I could barely smell you! It's those little perfume balls at the end of your string thingy, isn't it?" He asked, feeling proud from his discovery.
"Grr… Arf! Arf! Arf!"
Kiba growled and argued with his tiny companion for a bit, before turning back to me.
"Oh fine! Akamaru was the one who figured it out. Geez! Happy now?"
I nodded. "Great job!" I wheezed, giving them a thumbs-up.
He merely grinned in return.
I laid flat onto the ground now that I had regained my breath. "L-let's take a break now."
"But we've only been at it for an hour!"
"Yes, but I already used up all of my chakra. I don't want this match to end in your success, so I figure we should just stop and save you a victory."
"What?" His eyebrow gave a twitch. "Then I want to keep fighting. Hey! You can't stop just because of that!" He spluttered, outraged. "Oi! Get up! This match isn't over. Take one of those soldier pill things that you always eat."
I frowned. "Do you have any idea how awful those things taste? They're really nasty and I don't want to waste it either! I only eat those in emergencies now!"
"Since when?" He growled.
"Last week. Trust me, they're horrible!"
Kiba bared his teeth. "I don't care, now get up!" He ordered.
"No." I pouted crossing my arms, as I looked him in the eye. Which was rather hard considering how I was lying down and he was still standing over me. "I'm tired. At least give me a break."
He closed his eyes in bitter acceptance. "… Five minutes."
"Fifteen." I challenged.
"Ten."
"Twenty."
"Deal." Kiba sat next to me and took a hearty gulp from his water pack.
'And he thinks he won.' I smirked and just lay there, letting him believe what he wanted. I was just thinking… thinking deeply about life, clans, people, crushes, and other things.
During my reflections, I randomly found myself wishing for the scent of lavender. Its warm, sweet fragrance was perfect for resting. I was a sucker for aromatherapy because it worked so well for me.
I looked down when I realized that I had my perfume slashers still looped around my finger and the floral aroma lightly filled the air. 'Mmm, that's better.' I felt myself visibly relaxing and could sense both Kiba and Akamaru feeling the effects as well.
'Ugh, so tired…' I mumbled and from the corner of my eyes, I could see Kiba thinking the same as we both gradually began to doze off with the calming scent of lavender tingling our noses.
One hour later:
"Kaori! Hey, Kaori! Wake up!"
'What's going on…?'
I stumbled awake and rubbed my sleepy eyes. I was sleeping so peacefully just now. "Mm? Kiba-san? What's wrong?" I paused when it all came back to me. "Oh. Oh right. Oh my god. I'm so sorry! I guess I fell asleep and-- Whoa… What time is it?" I looked around, noticing how much darker everything was. The whole forest was covered in shadows.
"Yeah, you fell asleep, alright! And because of that, I got bored and snoozed off too. Right Akamaru-… Damn it! You fell asleep too!" Kiba accused sourly, all the while glaring at his resting companion.
Now that's not exactly my fault. "I'm sorry."
I blinked. "Well, what time is it?" I yawned, patting Akamaru's own little sleepy head.
"Time? It's 11:47pm."
My eyes widened. "R-Really?!"
'Ahh!!! I was supposed to go home by 10! Ahh!!! I have a mission at 5!!! Ahh!!! They're going to be so pissed!!! Ahh!!!'
Kiba sighed as my face went from one horrified expression to another.
"Calm down, Kaori. It's not like this is the first time we went past your curfew!"
"Yeah, but this was just another pointless chapter for the readers!" I mourned.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"Okay."
I groaned, slapping my palm to my face. "And I have to wake up at five cause I have a mission! It's our first C-rank too! I'm probably gonna end up sleeping through the whole thing!"
Kiba merely raised a brow in response.
"Ahh! No wait! Maybe if I just tape my eyes open… No. That's when I'm trying NOT to sleep! Idiot! Maybe I could get eight more alarm clocks and then… No, I'd probably break them all. Waah! Kiba-san! What do I do?!"
Kiba blinked.
I sighed. "You're such a huge support, thank you." I drawled sarcastically before muttering to myself. "And you call yourself a companion."
"You have a C-rank mission, Kaori?" He asked. Golly, he almost reminded me of Sasuke-san with that look.
"Uh, yes."
"Cool. We have one too! In fact, that was why I was late coming here in the first place, isn't that right, Akamaru?"
"Arf Arf!"
"Oh good!" I smiled cheerfully. "Then we can be C-rank buddies. Maybe we can somehow communicate telepathically and talk to each other. Oh wait. That would be weird. Eww no. We'll have none of that! Uhh… Kiba-san?" I continued to ramble to myself until I began to actually listen to what I was saying, and then I stopped. 'I think I'm finally losing it.' I turned my attention back to Kiba, who just stared, cocking his head at me as I flushed.
"Ah, uh, nevermind."
He said nothing, and scratched his cheek, where his red markings were.
"Um, aren't you going to respond?" I muttered, bracing myself for the teasing.
"…"
I shrugged my shoulders and almost relaxed. Seeing that there was going to be no reaction from boy and pet dog.
Almost as soon as I calmed, Kiba suddenly let out this huge booming laugh, which did not surprise me at all! I turned around to face him with wide eyes. At this, Kiba laughed even harder, clutching his stomach and pointing at my bewildered face.
"You are just insane!" He chuckled. I gave him an icy look, and he laughed once more. "Come on, we should go home… Unless you want to go to an insane asylum first, we could pre-order a straitjacket just for you!"
I rolled my eyes, but my face reddened and I stamped my foot in annoyance. "S-S-Says Mr… Mr… Mr. Slow Reaction-san!" I stuttered, racking through my mind for a worthy enough comeback to Kiba's own.
Kiba smirked again and poked my head. Stop doing that! "Sorry Ka-o-ri-chan, but there's no place in the insanity ward for someone with ahem! 'Slow Reaction'. But I'm pretty sure there's plenty of room for a nutty Amakusu member!"
Glare glare.
"Come on, let's go home, now. Akamaru's already asleep." Kiba insisted, pointing out to the snoozing dog as a snot bubble grew and shrank with every deep breath.
'So cute!' I almost squealed, but I held my composure. I wanted to stay mad at Kiba for just a bit longer.
Glare glare.
Kiba looked up to see my evil eye, but he simply chuckled. "Ne, are you still mad? Fine, we'll just go ahead and leave you here to let out some steam. Sayonara, Kaori!"
I frowned at Kiba's retreating form and looked away.
'It's pretty dark out… Funny you notice these things better now that you're alone.'
I jumped when I heard a rustle from the trees. 'What was that?' I could already my heartbeat speed up and I-- did that bush just move?
I gulped. 'Calm down, just calm down Kaori!' I heard a twig snap from my right. 'What kind of a kunoichi are you if you're scared of every little thing-'
What was that sound? I slowed down my breathing and strained my ears.
Oh my god, it's moaning!!!
"KIBA-SAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!"
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Sayonara means bye or farewell
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