Naruto let out his breath as Kiba's thick fingers wrapped gently around his frail-seeming hand. He still didn't know what to do, but at least something was happening. He looked up to see the reaction. Kiba was just standing, staring into the trees behind the house. He turned to look at Naruto and gave a little smile.

"Good friends already," he said, flashing some teeth in a genuine grin. He started walking, pulling Naruto along by his now sweaty hand. "Now we just need somewhere to go." He looked around himself a few times, deciding.

"I thought we were staying here…" Naruto looked up, not really wanting to go anywhere else today.

"You want to? I didn't think you would enjoy yourself… What with Hinata and Shino in there making fools of themselves." He looked down and chuckled. "I guess I look pretty dumb too."

"It's alright… We don't have to join, do we?"

"I guess not. Come on then." He pulled Naruto back in the other direction, leading him to the windowed door. Not that the windows made any difference, there was smoke too thick to see through anyways. "Brace yourself," he said before quickly opening the door, letting out a thick stream of the bitter smoke into the cool air. The scent was somewhat relaxing.

The two walked inside, Naruto letting go of Kiba's hand as they entered. Kiba looked at the back of his head as he followed, upset about his hand. The room was not lit very well, and the TV. was awkwardly placed near the door. The only source of light besides said TV. was a few lamps on the back wall. This didn't look like a rich kid's house. Apparently Kiba had the entire finished basement to live in, complete with bathroom and kitchen. The room you immediately entered was what Naruto guessed was the living room, a few mismatched couches and a leather recliner all around the large TV. Through this room you could see the dark kitchen, a cut-out bar with a fridge, sink, and pantry. Very little storage and o dishwasher. Naruto was interested in the rest of it.

He made his way through the cramped living room to the kitchen. He looked to his right and left and there were two doors, one on each side. He looked in the one to the right, a small bathroom with a shower-tub, toilet, and pedestal sink. The room to the left, he assumed, was Kiba's bedroom. He looked back at the boy following him as he moved to the door. He opened it and was surprised by what he saw.

The most noticeable piece of furniture was the bed. Large, fluffy… all around comfortable looking. Lots of pillows. This room was bigger than the living room. There were shelves along the back wall, surrounding the only window, which contained books, trinkets, and movies and video games. There was a very nice TV. in this room, with his game systems hooked up to it. It was a flat screen mounted onto the wall. The walls were covered in posters, pictures, tickets… and a wide assortment of other things hung on walls.

Naruto walked into the room to inspect. He really never was one for intruding, but Kiba hadn't protested, so he was willing. He placed a hand on the bed and pressed down. Soft as he had imagined.

Kiba must have noticed the look on Naruto's face, because the next thing he said was, "This was the stuff in my old room, my parents paid for it." Naruto realized why this room was so much nicer than the rest.

"Understandable. This is still a lot nicer than my place." He gave a half-hearted chuckle. At least Kiba had enough furniture.

He found the remotes on the table next to the bed and started looking at them. Kiba came and pulled the black one from his hands, pressing the red button to turn on the TV. Naruto hopped up onto the edge of the bed and started watching. The show was not the least bit interesting, but, what else was there to do?

Naruto found all this terribly awkward. He wasn't used to going to people's houses… Let along…holding hands with them. He took a peek at Kiba, who seemed to be nearly as interested in the show as he was. Kiba caught his glance and raised his eyebrows. "Yes?" He said.

Naruto looked away. "This show is kinda boring," he said with a single laugh under his words.

Kiba sat closer to him, almost touching. "What would you rather do? You were the one who wanted to come inside." He lay back on the bed, pulling his arms behind his head and closing his eyes. "We're really not very interesting people. I shouldn't have invited you today. Sorry." He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a long moment.

Naruto spoke up then. "Well… I don't usually get to do much of anything. So this is better than what I would be doing." He lay back on his elbows next to Kiba. "Is this really all you do?"

"Yes. It's really kind of sad… I don't remember a time we have hung out when they weren't high out of their minds." He let out a long breath. "I guess it would be pretty much the same. Sit, laugh, eat, watch TV."

Naruto laid all the way back on the bed now, reveling in the softness. He could get used to this. "I don't even own a TV."

Kiba looked over at him, a bit shocked. "You don't?"

"Nope. I live on a budget." He laughed. "It's kinda pitiful really. All alone in a little shitty apartment. Lonely I guess."

"Well… I understand what you mean. The lonely part at least. Even when those two are here, I know they're not really here. It's like they'd rather be somewhere else entirely."

He looked back at the ceiling, his face expressionless now. Naruto looked at the ceiling too. He looked at the shapes there. Finding owls, dogs, monkeys… Until they began to come alive and he was running from a white prickly own holding a white prickly dog. He snapped his eyes open. He didn't know where he was, but he was comfy. He sat up to realize he was in Kiba's bed, a blanket on top of him and his head had been on one of the down pillows. He pulled himself out of the dark purple cover and walked to the door. Before he left he looked at the clock. It was nearly one in the morning. He cursed himself for falling asleep like that.

He opened the door quietly, walking back into the living room. The TV was flashing blue and white lights on the walls, but there was no sound. The room looked much nicer without all the smoke. Shino and Hinata must have been gone a while now, though their paraphernalia was still all over the coffee table. He walked forward to the back of the couch, careful not to make any noise, and peeked over, seeing Kiba asleep, curled into a ball under a thin quilt. His face was… peaceful. Naruto told himself then that he knew he liked the boy. Especially with how cute he looked sleeping right now. Kiba made a noise and Naruto jumped a bit, crouching behind the couch. He started lifting his head over the top of the couch again when, as soon as his eyes were over the top, Kiba's eyes opened. He was smiling, a little evilly.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" He chuckled. He had thought Naruto's actions were irresistibly cute.

Naruto's eyes shifted to the left as he tried to think of an excuse. "I didn't know… you were there." He looked down at him, standing back up. "You could have had your bed. I would have woken up and left, you know."

"You were too cute." He said simply. Naruto's eyes widened and his face burned. Kiba called him cute. Kiba chuckled, "Besides, what kind of host would I be if I simply kicked my tired quests out. Remember, I was raised to be a rich kid. Manners are everything" He lifted a finger to make a point.

Naruto gave a nervous chuckle. He didn't know what to say now. Kiba's comment had taken him off guard. Kiba stood up now, stretching and moving toward the kitchen. "No sense in trying to go back to sleep for me, I can only get to sleep once a day." He chuckled. "Don't worry though," he said noticing the apologetic look on Naruto's face. "I don't need much sleep anyways. I was awake as soon as I heard you pull off the covers." Naruto turned a darker shade, and was glad the lights were still off.

He leaned up against the wall and tried to collect himself. He was not a little girl with a crush. He was an eighteen year old man. And he needed to have some control over himself. "I guess I should go home now, since I've woken you up and all…"

"No, no!" He laughed. "Make yourself at home. You can stay forever if you want." He added the last part a bit lower than the rest, as if he didn't really want to say it. He looked down quickly at the eggs he was breaking into a cup. "Don't mind my habits," he said. Naruto was wondering what he was talking about until Kiba downed the whole cup of 4 eggs in one gulp. His eyes widened while Kiba cleaned his mouth. "I'm trying to get as much protein as possible," he chuckled, "Gotta start working out again. I'm getting flabby." He lifted his shirt to show off abs that were in absolutely no way flabby. They were perfectly toned, not ripped, but still ripple-y. His upper torso was just as defined, and free of any nasty man-hair. Naruto had to take a deep breath to keep from drooling, and a possible nosebleed.

"Well," he started. "I guess You can go back to sleep now if you want. I'll just be here, watching TV." He walked past Naruto back into the living room and turned the sound back on. Sounded like a soap opera, and Naruto laughed to himself, especially when the channel didn't change. He walked back to the doorway and peeked into the living room once more before smiling at Kiba's interested face and returning to his warm, comfy bed.

He lay in bed for a long time before he fell asleep, he was thinking about Kiba and how nice he would be as a boyfriend. He seemed like someone who aimed to please. But Naruto knew that would never happen with the current situation. Sure, Kiba had said he was cute, but… That could mean a lot of things. He'd just have to step it up a bit if he wanted him. He'd have to be… pushy. Which was not something he was good at. He fell asleep with dreams of empty promises of love and outings with nothing but air to hold.