Kankurou opened the door for Kiba.

"I know you must have better things to do" he said with a blank expression on his face.

The Inuzuka had fell silent and slowly moving his head up and down and yet again Kankurou saw somekind of sadness darkening his features.

"Now go. I'll bet Akamaru needs his bone and stuff like that". His voice had changed from short and harsh to a little bit more soft and compassionate. And that was not only because he kind of felt for Kiba, it was also because deep inside he really didn't want him to go. Problem was that Kankurou wasn't the type of guy who would admit such a thing to a younger, and most important, weaker, foreign shinobi.

"See you around" Kiba said as he passed Kankurou.

"I'll be gone tomorrow".

Kiba shrugged and walked on, probably he had given up on getting through to the puppeteer.

"Crap" Kankurou muttered as he closed the door, not quite pleased with the fact he felt very unhappy as somekind of emptyness was starting to bug him.

Once again he made his way to the bed to lay down, trying to continue his well deserved rest. He sighed.

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It happened a couple of months ago. Kankurou was assigned to deliver an important message to Konoha's Kage, Tsunade. Mostly the messaging between Suna and Konoha took place around the legs of specially trained birds. But appearantly Gaara had decided that this message was so important, that birds were not fit to deliver this one. So he called Kankurou to his office.

After tiresome hours at the Hokage's office, Kankurou finally got dismissed, finally able to do what he wanted to do from the beginning he sat foot in Konoha: taking a GOOD and long nap. As soon he stepped outside the Hokage's residence he immediately went for the hotel where they had a room arranged for him.

Kankurou yawned and buried his hands deep in his pockets when he looked up, checking if the sign of the hotel matched with the name he got from Tsunade's assistant, Shizune. And just when he wanted to enter a voice behind him woke him up from his drowsy state.

"Yo, Kankurou!".

He glanced over his shoulder to see a teenager approaching him, wearing a black jacket, a mesh shirt underneath and a black pair of pants to match the rest of his outfit. Unruly deep brown hair was kept in place by the headband that was tied around his head. And if the red marks on his cheeks did not give his identity away, then it had to be the ridiculous big dog that was walking next to him.

Inuzuka Kiba, the guy he had saved more then 3 years ago.

Now Kankurou had turned around fully, cocking his head a little to the side, awaiting what Kiba had to say to him. He stopped right in front of him, a smirk pasted on his face.

"Surprised to see you here instead of your sister" he said.

"Yea...had some business with your Hokage" Kankurou answered as he studied Kiba's face.

"Heh, you didn't changed much since the last time I saw you. At least you got rid of that ridiculous catsuit-thing". He chuckled softly.

"We shouldn't get started about your eskimo-hood, okay?". Kankurou sounded semi-annoyed.

That earned Kankurou a small giggle. "Ey...how about if I treat you on a meal or so. Never got a chance to thank you properly and all".

He shook his head. "Nah...I really need some sleep. Second of all, I was completing a mission, I'm a ninja, you know. It's my job. And don't tell me you wasted 3 years thinking of me saving you. Quite weak".

Kiba's eyes narrowed. "At least I know you're still a jerk".

"At least I know you're still weak" Kankurou said in a blunt matter.

He hoped Kiba would leave and get the message. Yet, the Inuzuka didn't budge.

"Heh, you're such an ass" he grinned, being persistant, knowing that that was exactly the thing that could tick Kankurou off. "Now come, I'll treat you on ramen or so. Seriously, a man also needs to eat. You can always sleep later".

Kankurou shrugged and turned his head tot he side, as if he was looking for a clock. "If you insist mutt".

So Kankurou found himself eating ramen with Kiba. And before he knew it he was spending the rest of the day with the young Leaf ninja. Actually, Kiba was quite allright to hang out with. He didn't annoy him the way he expected. He had to admit, Kiba had the ability to make him laugh from time to time. He was quite a pleasant distraction.

Together the two returned back to the hotel.

Kiba had a semi-satisfied smirk on his face, while Kankurou settled with his common blank expression.

Only when he noticed Kiba had followed him all up to the room that got appointed to him, Kankurou had the need to open his mouth.

"No need to follow me all up to my room".

"Ah well" Kiba responded as he put his hands on his hips. "I'm here anyways. Might as well invite me in".

"You wish".

It was that moment that changed everything completely. At least, in Kankurou's mindframe. After his protest Kiba invaded his private space. The Inuzuka's face was suddenly a little bit too close to his. And his body froze, his mind froze, for once the Inuzuka had caught him offguard. Kankurou had thought he had covered everything, he knew Kiba wan't exactly the most predictable person, but Kankurou had the impression he had it all figured out.

Except those two lips pressed firmly on his. And a tongue nipping at his lips, asking for entrance.

And it took Kankurou a little bit too long realizing this was completely wrong. His body hadn't reject this, and a small piece of his mind had accepted this too. But finally he placed two hands on Kiba's shoulders to push him away.

"What...the..?".

Kiba looked flustered and kind of ashamed. "Sorry.." he muttered. "Got a little bit carried away...".

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Kankurou buried his face in his pillow as a long and frustrated moan escaped his mouth.

He had liked that kiss.

He wanted more.