The shock of realizing that the man on the towel was actually Naruto caused Kiba to fall backwards. He sat up and just stared at the blond, not really thinking anything. He was tense from the initial shock, but after a while, he calmed down. He got swept away in the sound of the waves crashing on the beach and seeing Naruto in such a peaceful state. He just sat in the same place watching him breathe in and out, and the waves crashing, and then receding. It was hypnotizing. His chest rose and fell as the cool breeze went through his hair, moving it back and forth. He took it all in, Naruto, the beach, the wind, the feeling of the sand on the palms of his hands.

Never had he seen something as peaceful as what was in front of him now. It was as if his daydream were playing out, but a hundred times better than he could have possibly imagined it. Kiba felt more relaxed than he ever had before in his life. There wasn't a care in the world so long as he sat there. All the war, death, disease, poverty, and other tragedies of the world all melted away on that one spot, at that one beach, in that one instance. It was only Naruto, and him. "Why can't it always be like this?" he thought. "Why can't I always feel like this?" Kiba got so lost in thought that he didn't even notice when Naruto started to wake up. The blond slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Kiba. Kiba just sat there staring back, realizing that all of the tension and nervousness had completely disappeared. He didn't want to throw-up or cringe, he wanted to cry. He wanted to cry tears of happiness, but he had no idea why.

"Kiba?" Naruto said.

He couldn't respond, he was barely aware that there was a question. He had heard Naruto say his name, and it was so beautiful, like if he were to talk it would evaporate and would blow away in the wind. Kiba just kept smiling at Naruto.

"Kiba, what are you doing here?"

Kiba finally began to break out of his trance. "uhh...," he had suddenly forgot how to talk. His stomach had filled with butterflies, and he couldn't keep his mouth open long enough to form words.

"Kiba, are you ok?"

"Uhh... yeah, yeah I'm fine."

"What are you doing here?" Naruto asked as he scratched his head sleepily.

"The field trip is today. Hey, why are you asking me what I'm doing here? You weren't in class today, so why are you at the beach?"

Naruto realized that he had been caught. He hadn't been expecting to see anyone from school here. They were supposed to be at the other one, on the other side of town. "I... uhh..."

"Heh, neither of us can talk." Kiba thought to himself.

"It's really embarrassing."

Kiba cocked an eyebrow.

"I, uhh..., well I'm really afraid of large groups of people, like at parties and stuff."

"Ah..."

"Last night I just got really, well..., I got really scared, and so I decided to miss the trip."

"But, then why are you down here?"

"This is my spot." Naruto replied, gesturing to the scenery behind him. "This is where I come when I want to be alone." It looked like a good spot if you were trying to get some alone time. There wasn't anyone around for at least a mile, well usually, and the surroundings were mesmerizing. It was easy to get sucked in and lose track of time, as Kiba found just a short while before.

"I see."

Naruto suddenly stood up, spraying Kiba with sand. "Please don't tell Iruka-Sensei that I'm here!" He begged.

"Wha...?"

Before he could get another word out Naruto was down on his knees grasping him by the shoulders. "Please, don't tell him." Naruto looked at him with those deep blue eyes, they, like the ocean, were breath-taking. Kiba found himself gazing deeply into those cerulean pools.

"Sure, sure." Kiba replied, still staring into the blond's eyes.

"Thank you!" Naruto hugged him for a second, and it was the best second of his life. Naruto's chest collided with his own. Kiba thought that he could even feel his heartbeat, until Naruto abruptly pulled away. "Oh, uhh... sorry." Naruto apologized.

Kiba just grunted. Then, Naruto stood up and started to pack his towel and book into his backpack.

"I've got to get going. Thanks again, Kiba!" Naruto shouted over his shoulder as he tried to put his sandals on while running off the beach. Kiba stared at him until he was just a dot on the horizon. He fell backwards on his back and started laughing. He couldn't stop smiling and remembering the feeling of Naruto's body against his own.

"Kiba! Where are you?!"

He sat up, and looked for the source of the noise. It was Choji.

"Over, here." Kiba waved his friend over.

"You missed the entire thing, man. The oysters and, whatever the hell else we were supposed to be looking at, I wasn't really paying attention."

"I'll recover somehow." Kiba said sarcastically as he stood up, his legs and back entirely covered in sand.

"We're leaving, come on, the bus is pulling out in ten minutes."

"Yeah, yeah." He replied as he brushed himself off. He hadn't actually heard a word Choji said, he was still thinking about Naruto.

-That Night-

"Mom, Dad, I'm home." Kiba yelled as he closed the door behind him. Akamaru jumped on his chest before he could even take his backpack off. "Hey there, buddy." Akamaru barked." Where's Mom and Dad, boy?" Akamaru barked again. "Dinner, huh?" Akamaru jumped down and ran for the kitchen. Kiba lazily followed him. Akamaru was barking and pawing at the refrigerator. Kiba took out some leftover meatloaf and put it into Akamaru's bowl. Akamaru couldn't get enough of his Mom's crappy meatloaf, "but whatever works," he thought.

Kiba went upstairs, locked the door, and collapsed on the bed. He fell asleep recalling the events of that afternoon in his head. He discovered from Choji that he was probably watching Naruto for three hours. He kept mentally replaying them over and over and over and over...