The waves crashed onto the beach as the sun began to set. The rhythmic sound of the tide coming out and the salty breeze, mixed with the smell of burning wood made an unusual, but pleasant aroma. He sat next to the fire watching the sun set for what seemed like ever. Just before the sun completely surrendered the sky to the moon, a male figure began making his way toward the fire. Kiba didn't even look to see who it was, partly because he didn't care, and partly because he was completely engulfed in the beautiful event unfolding before his eyes, the most beautiful thing Mother Nature had ever put on the planet. The orange and purple raced through the clouds as the very last sliver of the sun sank beneath the horizon. By this time, the male figure had reached the fire where Kiba was sitting, he took a seat casually next to him and sat silently until everything was washed in twilight. Kiba looked over to see the man still staring at the horizon, as if he were reliving it. The man slowly turned his head to face Kiba, a smile across his face. They stared at each other for several minutes, both taking in the others features. The man's smile widened as he rested his head in Kiba's lap. Kiba smiled back down at him and began to stroke his hair. He wound little locks of it playfully around his fingers, as the man continued to smile sensually at him. Kiba smiled back and slowly bowed his head so that he met the other man's face. They played with each others lips. Kiba sucked on the man's bottom lip and slowly worked his way down to his ear. At this point, he had taken his other hand and had begun running over the man's topless chest. He nibbled at the man's ears as the man let out low moans of pleasure. They met each others mouths again, locking their lips over the others and played with each others tongues. He explored the damp, warm cavern that was his partner's mouth. They continued to kiss until Kiba began to slowly pull the man's swim trunks down. He slipped his hands under it and grabbed his partner's butt, grasping it in one hand, as his other grasped the man's head, thrusting it forward towards his mouth.The man had worked his hands up Kiba's body, feeling his biceps and muscular back. He continued to slip the man's trunks off until there was only the slightest bit left on his waist. Kiba began to kiss the man's neck, and continued down his body, as his partner nibbled at whatever part of Kiba he could get his mouth on. He finally removed the man's trunks completely and began to head to his throbbing member. His partner let out moans of pleasure as Kiba drew ever closer to his SLAM!!

Kiba snapped up from his bed so fast, he was sure he had twisted his back. His sister must have left the house to go to work, leaving Kiba and his erection home alone.

-Monday Morning-
-Five Minutes Before First Period-

Kiba was at his usual spot inside the building talking to Neji and Choji about what they had done over the weekend Kiba had conveniently left out the dream he had had. As Choji went on about some new grill that had opened on Sunday, Kiba spied a certain tuft of blond hair making its way through the forest of people. Kiba took off without warning, to follow said blond hair. Choji just shrugged it off, but Neji had the following thought

"Now that Kiba left, Choji's going to be talking to me. I hate pretending to be interested in his stories."

Kiba had caught up to Naruto as he made his way out to the courtyard. But, he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the reason Naruto had come to the courtyard. He saw the blond heading over to the fountain in the middle and approached a pink-haired girl. He pecked her on the cheek, and they walked off to another part of the building. Kiba was heartbroken, he was mad, he was upset, he was every negative emotion anyone had ever experienced and then some. As the bell for the start of first period rang, Kiba just stood in the same spot. His mouth hung open, and his eyes started to get a reddish tint to them. He staggered past the crowd of students making their way to class until he came upon a bench and sat down.

"Of course he's straight. What was I thinking? Why in the Hell wouldn't he be straight? I mean, if he were gay, that would mean that there would be a sliver of happiness in my life, and we can't have that can we? Why am I so upset about this? It's not as if we were going to get together or anything. Besides, it's a purely physical attraction, I mean he's got a sweet ass, but his personality is shot to Hell." He continued to rationalize as he stood up and walked out of the courtyard, out of the building, and headed into the city. "Fuck school," he thought intensely, "and fuck him! I don't need this kind of bullshit!"

Kiba made his way through the shops and buildings. He found an empty table in front of a restaurant that hadn't opened yet. He sat down and pushed his backpack underneath the table. He listened to his CD player until the batteries ran out, some three hours later. By this time, Kiba was feeling pretty hungry, so he got up and found a small restaurant not far away from the first one. He walked in, it appeared to be a Chinese-style place. He looked at the menu, ordered some Mongolian beef, and went to find a seat. He scanned the room and took notice of the occupants. There was an elderly Chinese couple sitting together arguing about something. There was a fat balding man sitting in the corner using his laptop, probably looking at porn. There was a woman with a cellphone, stilettos, a cigarette, and a Metropolitan in her hand. How she had gotten such a drink at a small Chinese restaurant was right up there with, why do women expect guys to be more complex than they actually are? Beer plus boobs equals happy man. He found a nice, empty seat that was far enough away from the fat guy, that he wouldn't be creeped out, and far enough away from the old chinese couple so that he couldn't hear their argument. Kiba shoved his backpack under the table and sat down on something hard.

"Couldn't go the extra mile for cushions?" he thought.

He felt underneath him and found that there actually was cushioning. He must be sitting on something then. He sat up and pulled out what looked like a wine menu the case of the metropolitan in the chinese shop was about to be busted wide open. He opened it up and found several hundred pages worth of fine print. He wasn't much of a wine enthusiast, but he knew enough to know that this was not a wine menu. He looked at a passage on the page he had opened the book to so that he could determine just what kind of literature it was that found his butt so attractive.

"Now, if you remember in chapter 8 (and I hope you do), I discussed the importance of protein in the stimulation of the right hemisphere of the brain. I am going to elaborate on that in this chapter, and tell you how you can alter your diet to help improve brain functioning and ultimately help your memory in the long-term."

"No... Fucking... Way..." he thought.

"What are you doing here?"

Kiba slowly looked up from the book, praying that it was anyone except his current crush. But, there he was, orange jacket and all...