From time to time Kankurou touched his lips, as if he had to make himself sure that Kiba really kissed him back in that alley. He knew the Inuzuka was still in town, he knew he could go over and claim a little bit of his time to properly finish what they've started.

If only he had the guts. He had never expected that someone like him would lack courage. It made him moody beyond believe. It was as if he was losing all control over his emotions.

He was too moody to speak to Gaara when he needed him. Kankurou showed his face to his brother telling him he was really not in the mood for taking notes and delegate missions.

"Hmn". Gaara said. "The Inuzuka got to your head bad...I see".

The Kazekage hadn't even looked up from his papers when he said that and Kankurou cursed his brother for his observant nature. He just always saw him through.

Lying to him would be futile so Kankurou chose to shut his mouth and leave his brother alone. He closed the door slowly, ready to leave and feast his horrible mood on the unfortunate soul who might have the guts to defy him.

"Never expected you to be this confused about a person like Inuzuka Kiba". Now Gaara looked at him, green eyes studied his face and Kankurou could even see a glimpse of amusement in them. Like Gaara was chuckling from the inside.

Kankurou just stared at his brother, silenced by his direct approach and the fact he was just completely right.

"Well...I can imagine...you both are alike...". It seems like Gaara had given up doing his paperwork now to focus on his brothers confusion. "What exactly happened between you both?". With a small gesture he invited his brother back into his office.

"We kissed" Kankurou answered, still standing in the doorway. "That's all...we didn't even push through".

The Kazekage was silent, thinking.

"Kissing...isn't that an expression of love?".

Kankurou's eyes widened. "Love? Love hasn't got anything to do with it!" he replied, voice loud. "It's just something...stupid...and it confuses me! Is that so weird?!".

Gaara stared at him.

"Then why did you kissed him? You don't love him?".

Damn Gaara and his strange childlike logic!

"I don't love him!" Kankurou shot back, frowning. "Maybe it's...a certain...need...or curiousity".

Gaara seemed to understand that as he nodded slowly. Maybe he shared the curiousity Kankurou was feeling. As Gaara was curious about everything as his mental state finally allowed him to sleep, interact and feel like a real human being.

"Just don't confuse people...they seem to hate that.." he said as if he was trying to give the puppeteer some good advice, returning to his paperwork. "Next time you kiss him...kiss him...with more meaning..".

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"Kankurou?". Kiba turned around halfway when he saw the puppeteer approaching him to sit next to him. "...I hadn't expect you...".

He had been sitting on the roof of his hotel the entire time, defying heat. He had hoped Kankurou would come, but now he sat right next to him Kiba blanked out. Eyes stared at Suna's skyline.

The two sat there as the uncomfortable silence between them was growing. Kiba noticed how Kankurou's eyes sometimes shifted towards him. The puppeteer probably would have noticed Kiba doing exactly the same.

They looked like two 10 year old who were to shy to say they liked eachother.

Finally the sun started to set, it slowly dissappeared behind the high rocks that surrounded Sunagakure. Instead of staring at that beautiful sight, Kiba's eyes were resting on Kankurou's feet that dangled above the street. Firm toes, a firm foot, both well wrapped in black sandals. It was amazing that Kankurou succeeded to dress in a full black suit in a scorching hot desert. Maybe it was one of those things that he'd never understand about him.

Because the Inuzuka kept being puzzled about Kankurou's style of clothing and big toes in sandals the surprise of a hand grabbing his chin and turning his head around was quite big. It startled him and he looked at Kankurou's face with big, surprised eyes.

"Kank..." he muttered before the puppeteer silenced him by covering his lips with his own.

Ofcourse this was what Kiba wanted, he'd been thinking about it almost every time he was alone. They'd never had a chance to finish that last kiss. And here Kankurou was, making his secret dream come true.

Everything felt new for Kiba, this was different then that moment in the alley. Kankurou was putting efford in this. When the Inuzuka felt him pulling back or breaking the kiss, it was only to change positions, to shift his body. But it was never like he completely left his lips. There was always breath fanning over his face, or a slight brush of lips against his.

He leaned a little toward him, hands resting on his chest. Kankurou was taller than him and he had to reach up a little to return the kiss.

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Kiba was good with his tongue. Not that Kankurou ever kissed someone that deep that it needed a tongue, but this was definetly a good start. No one was interrupting them.

The last sunrays of the setting sun warmed their bodies, Kankurou felt strong arms sneaking around his waist and still there was this tongue doing it's business inside his mouth. Good business, because it made his entire body shiver from time to time. And that just didn't stop. And with that, it was doing him quite good that someone payed attention to him in that way.

Finally it was Kiba who broke the kiss. His face looked flustered, eyes a little bit confused.

"Whoah...I...that was..." he stammered, his cheeks turning redder with every word that came out of his mouth.

Kankurou watched Kiba closely, awaiting his next step. At least his arms were still wrapped around him, appearantly the Inuzuka wasn't planning to go anywhere.

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With a faint smile and a long sigh Kiba leaned forward to rest his face against Kankurou's shoulder. He noticed how the puppeteer moved back a little, still unused to the entire setting and the new phase their fragile sort of friendship was going into.

"I'm happy...I finally got the guts to do that" he said, still pressing himself against Kankurou's warm body. "I mean...I've been thinking about this for so long... And that other time...".

"Shut up" was the puppeteer's reply. His voice was rather harsh.

Kiba looked up, shocked and feeling a little bit embarrassed. Was it a wrong decision anyways?

Just when the Inuzuka wanted to move away two arms wrapped around his body, pulling him close again.

"Lets just enjoy this moment, Kiba".