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Author's Note – There is a good possibility that this is the last update for about a month because I am leaving for a three week scholar's academy thing (that I'm being forced to go to might I add) in two weeks and I'll be too busy to write, but I promise to try to update as soon as possible once I get back. This chapter is a little confusing at first, but just keep reading, it'll all fill in.

'Where am I?' Kiba thought to himself as he opened his eyes and looked around. 'T-this looks like… but it couldn't be, last I remember I was…' he thought as he stared at what was in front of him. He was standing in the middle of a street that he knew was in the town he lived in, but no one was outside. 'Why is it so empty?'

"Hello? Anyone?" Kiba said, hoping for an answer, and then sighing when there was no reply. 'There has to be someone around here somewhere.' He thought. He started walking through the streets, occasionally calling out to see if there was anyone that would hear him. 'Why isn't there anyone here?!' Kiba asked himself, starting to panic.

"Is anyone out there!?" He screamed into the air. There was still no answer. He started dashing through the streets, knocking on doors, running into stores and restaurants, but he still found no one. He was about to give up when he remembered that he hadn't checked the park yet. He ran to the park and saw that it was empty, but one of the swings was moving as if someone was just in it. 'Someone has to be here!' He thought.

"Who is here? I know someone is here! COME OUT!" He yelled, searching through the park.

"Kiba? What are you doing?" He heard a voice say behind him.

"Kankuro!" Kiba exclaimed, running up to the older boy."Where is everyone else? Why is everyone gone?!" He asked.

"Everyone else is asleep, it's late, but I stayed up for you," Kankuro said.

"What do you mean? The sun is up, how is it late?"

"Everyone else is asleep, it's late, but I stayed up for you," The older boy said again.

"I know! It isn't late though! Please tell me where everyone is, I'm starting to get scared…"

"I stayed up for you," The older boy repeated, monotonously.

"Kankuro! Please, say something else! I want to go home!"

"You can go home, but you have to wake up."



"What do you mean wake up?! I am awake, I just want to go home; I want everything to be back to normal!" Kiba screamed, tears forming in his eyes.

"Just wake up," Kankuro said, still monotonously.

"I am awake!" Kiba screamed as tears fell down his cheeks.

"Please, just wake up."

"Shut up!" The younger boy said as he turned to run, but when he took his first step he tripped. He fell to the ground and started to lose consciousness.

"Please, Kiba, wake up…" He heard Kankuro say one last time before he blacked out.

"Kiba, please wake up…" Kiba heard Kankuro say as he felt himself regain consciousness. He noticed that he was laying down on something soft, and he opened his eyes to see that Kankuro was sitting in a chair, with his face in his hands, next to the bed he was on. 'A bed? Why am I in a bed? Wasn't I at the park, or was that a dream? I thought I was in a wreck…'

"Just wake up…" Kankuro said again.

"Kankuro…" Kiba tried to say, but it came out as a barely audible whisper. Kankuro's head shot up at the sound and his eyes were full of hope.

"Oh Kiba, thank god! You're awake!" The older boy exclaimed, grabbing Kiba's hand and squeezing it lightly. "I'm so sorry Kiba, I shouldn't have let you drive home, this is all my fault…"

"What is your fault?" Kiba asked, confused.

"You don't remember? You were in an accident. I found you on the side of the road, you were barely breathing… I-I thought you were going to…" Kankuro started, but stopped, he wouldn't let himself say the last word.

"Oh…" Kiba said. "Why would it be your fault?"

"I shouldn't have let you drive with your stomach injured like that, I should have driven you home."

"Don't blame yourself, I said I would be okay driving, it's my fault." Kiba said, then he glanced around the room. "…How long was I out?"



"About twelve hours," Kankuro said solemnly, "The doctors said that once you wake up you'll have to stay for about five days. They also said that it was lucky you were thrown out of the car, cause if you weren't you would have been killed instantly when the car hit the tree at the bottom of the hill."

"R-really?" Kiba said in shock. "How bad am I hurt?" He asked, wincing as he tried to move.

"They said you suffered a concussion, that is why you were unconscious for so long, a cracked rib, and some internal bleeding. They were amazed that you weren't hurt worse."

"Do I really have to stay here for three days?"

"Yeah…"

"What am I going to do about my school work?"

"I'll get it for you," Kankuro said happily.

"Really?"

"Yep"

"Thank you, you're awesome."

"I know," Kankuro said with a smirk.

(Two days later)

"I'm feeling a lot better, it doesn't hurt to move anymore, and my headaches come less frequently," Kiba told the doctor.

"That is good, you're healing remarkably fast. I'll be back to check up on you later," The doctor said as he left the room. A few seconds later Kankuro walked into the room.

"Hey there," Kankuro said as he walked into the room. "I know you're in the hospital but we still have to think of the name for our country in history class."

"Ah yeah, I forgot about that… We could call it Kinkytopia, or Kink Island," Kiba said. He turned to Kankuro, who was staring at him blankly.

"Kinkytopia? Kink Island? Where did you get those from?"

"Uh, the K-I from my name and the n-k from yours," The younger boy said, smiling innocently. "Plus, I like the word kinky, it's funny."



"How about Kanki Island? That sounds better…" The older boy said trying to be reasonable, he wasn't too fond of having a country with the word kinky in it.

"That is fine too."

"Ok, good." Kankuro said. "I have to go, visiting time is almost over, and I need to get some sleep." He said before leaning over Kiba to plant a soft kiss on his lips.

(Three days later)

"Finally! I get to leave!" Kiba exclaimed as he stepped out of his hospital bed.

"You sound happy, is this place really that bad?" Kankuro asked with a laugh.

"Yes! The food is terrible and it smells like old people and medicine in here."

"Ok ok, let's get going then, this time I'll drive."

"Fine with me, let's go!" Kiba said, walking out of the room toward the elevators. The two stepped in and Kiba pushed the button to get to the bottom floor.

"So, since you're all better now, when we get back to your place… do you wanna…" Kankuro whispered seductively.

"Do I wanna what?" Kiba asked, completely oblivious to what Kankuro was implying.

Kankuro sighed and decided that actions would speak better than words in this situation so he stepped behind Kiba and wrapped his arms around the younger boy's waist. Kankuro then started to thrust his hips against the small of the younger boy's back slowly, as he brushed his hand lightly over the boy's crotch.

"Now do you catch my drift?" He asked again.

"Yes," Kiba said, throwing his head back onto Kankuro's shoulder, moaning softly.

"Good," Kankuro said, then pulled away from Kiba just as the elevator stopped and the doors opened.

TBC

Note – Looks like you all will have to wait a month for another chapter, and isn't that said, because by the looks of it the next chapter will have lemons. I feel so mean right now. Oh well. Please review!

Oh, by the way, I didn't re-read through this so there are probably lots of mistakes. Sorry!