DISCLIAMER: me no owny. Nuh-uh.
WARNING: None
A/N: Sorry it's a day or two late my lovelies, but I had my final Drama performance to concentrate on x x
Inuzuka Kiba – July 7th
Inuzuka Kiba is nine years old and has just received his very own nin-dog.
So far as Kiba is concerned it's a scruffy little runt of a dog, and he wants a kick-ass dog, just like his sister Hana's Haimaru Sankyodai, or even his mother's Kuromaru.
His first impressions are not improved when the scruffy little white nin-dog with its floppy ears pees all over him. And on his face no less!
"His name's Akamaru" Hana calls, still laughing with his mother at the little white dog's disrespect for his new master "and you'd better look after him! He's your partner now"
Kiba glares and little Akamaru gives him a doggy grin.
"Pfft" Kiba snorts "I would get given a dog like you wouldn't I?"
The dog grins again.
"Akamaru, ka?" Kiba murmurs, softening up a little at his new charges cuteness "I think we could make a good team. Maybe that bladder of yours'll come in useful eh?"
Nine years later and Akamaru's accuracy really has come in useful; and not only in battle. In fact on this very day the "dynamic marking" technique was skilfully used to mark out Naruto, Chouji and Sai in one fell swoop – earning Kiba the highest score ever in Ninja Hide-and-Seek.
"Don't you think you're a little old to be playing that still?" Ino asks, fanning herself while Sakura lays in the shade beside her; grunting in agreement but incapable of any other movement (no matter how small) in the glowing summer heat.
"Not while I can still win!" Kiba replies happily. He is, of course, winning.
It had been sake all round for the lot of them on Kiba's 18th, and the heat plus the alcohol is making the majority of people very lazy. Kiba seems to be the only one left standing; even with the sand siblings present.
As the afternoon gets progressively hotter and his companions continually lazier, Kiba decides to take Akamaru on a walk.
As they stroll away from the snoozing group of ninja, Kiba curls his hand into the fur on Akamaru's head and looks down at his furry grin. Akamaru rewards him with the same old doggy grin, only now his teeth are longer.
They pause further down the river and Kiba removes his leather jacket and shoes, dangling his legs in the cool water pensively.
They sit side by side like that for a while, but the moment is soon ruined by Akamaru's impatience as the great white dog bombs into the water, drenching his master at the same time.
"Stupid mutt" Kiba mutters and Akamaru gives him the little doggy grin again.
Just like the very first time he met Akamaru, Kiba is unable to resist that little grin. He smiles too, and when Akamaru closes his eyes and wags his tail happily, Kiba takes the opportunity to belly flop right in front of the dog's nose; causing him to sneeze in surprise while Kiba almost drowns himself by laughing too much.
They drag themselves to the river bank and lie in a wheezing heap.
All the birthday adrenaline had left Kiba and he laid face-down on Akamaru's belly, only just smelling the whiff of wet dog he was now so used to.
"I'm glad I got you Akamaru" he mutters, but the words are barely heard, and he falls asleep almost instantly.
When the others find Kiba, evening has arrived. But he is still snoozing gently; using his very own nin-dog as a cushion.
OWARI!