Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Harry Potter. As I was rereading this story to help me get over the writers block I thought, I wish this person would write another chapter already. Then I remembered I'm the author. Awkward.
Greyback placed a slice of cake in front of Kiba, who would've been glaring more if the smell from the dessert wasn't assaulting his nose.
"What did you drug it with?" Kiba asked, partly with sarcasm and the other part suspition
Greyback just shrugged.
"You've been doing so good I thought you should get a reward. Besides, I thought you'd like to celebrate a little, too." Greyback explained, clearly in a good mood
"Celebration?" Kiba was well aware that what Greyback considered good news he probably wouldn't
Also, he couldn't take anymore. This was one of the few times Kiba inwardly cursed his enhanced sense of smell as he grabbed the cake and started eating. Though he could blame part of it on hunger. Not the Greyback starved him or anything.
"Yes, I'm nearly finished. A few days tops and I'll be done, and it's all thanks to you, kid." Greyback patted Kiba's hair
Kiba had been right about it being bad news, but still there was something about the announcement he did like.
"So I can go!" His face lite up at the realization
"Eh?" Greyback raised an eyebrow at the dog-nin as if he had no clue what Kiba was talking about
Kiba's face fell ever so slightly.
"Well, yeah. You said you don't really need me around anymore so there's no reason why I can't leave." Greyback's expression, which became more and more amused as Kiba spoke, was quickly causing his spirits to drop.
Greyback snickered a little.
"I have no intention of letting my boy leave."
"But-"
"Kiba," Greyback interrupted, "Just because I don't need you around doesn't mean I don't want you to stay. To be honest, I've actually grown pretty fond of you."
He admitted.
Kiba had had enough and his anger took over.
"But I don't want to be here. I hate it! I hate everything about this place (reluctantly mumbles: except for the cake) and I. Hate. You!"
SLAP
Kiba's plate went flying from his hand and Greyback grabbed his chin between his thumb and forefinger.
"You'll learn to like it here." Greyback's voice was low and firm as though he thought saying the words would make them true.
Kiba averted his gaze to the floor.
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"Good job, Hermoine san. Fred san, you need to improve on your form. Like this." Ten-Ten took out another pair of sais and demonstrated.
Fred did his best to copy her movements.
"They're really improving." Ten-Ten silently noted as she watched them, proud of the part she'd played. Although the three still had a long way to go before they could be placed in the same category as her "Maybe I'll train my own genin squad someday." It was a nice fantasy, until Ten-Ten realized she could have a team made entirely of Lees or Narutos. Suddenly she was overwhelmed with visions of bushy browed kids in orange jumpsuits jumping up and down shouting, "I shall defeat you with the power of youth, believe it!"
"Um, Ten-Ten? Are you alright?" Hermione asked concerned at how the young girl had paled and froze up.
George waved a hand in front of her face and Ten-Ten blinked shaking her head a little as she came back to reality.
"Wha- oh, sorry about that." she rubbed the back of her head in embarrassement
"A shinobi should be aware of their surroundings at all times. You waste too much time day dreaming." Ten-Ten could easily imagine Neji telling her.
"Ten-Ten, I'm right behind you."
Ten-Ten whirled to see him there, proving the voice hadn't been in her head this time.
"Hey, Neji." She greeted as cheerily as usual
Neji gave Fred, George, and Hermione a polite, single nod of greeting before turning his attention back to his kunoichi.
"We need to practice more if we are to be ready." He reminded
"Ready?" Hermoine asked
as all of them looked at the two shinobi curiously
"Yeah, as a part of our mission we'll be leaving soon to go somewhere. So you'll be on your own for training." Ten-Ten told them
"When will you be back?" George asked
"No idea." Neji answered
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Hinata landed with the snitch in her hand.
"Excellent! Keep getting it that easily and we'll win every game." The hufflepuff quidditch captain praised Hinata
"Arigato." She blushed slightly at the attention.
"What?" The captain looked at her confused and Hermione realized they probably didn't speak Japanese
"Oh, um," Hinata tried to think of the english word for it, "Thank you." she hoped that was right and judging from the captain's responding expression it was.
Then the snitch was released again and Hinata flew into the air on her broom. At first flying had intimidated her, but she'd picked up on it quickly and she loved it.
"I wonder, is it really okay for me to be practicing for quidditch while everyone else is busy thinking of ways to help Kiba. I mean, I know Shino was the one who insisted I come and I trust his judgement more than anyones..." Hinata's thoughts trailed off as her fingers closed around the snitch.
Akamaru ran frantic circles below her, following all of Hinata's movements and barking away.Despite her worries the young Hyuuga couldn't deny she was having fun.
"Are you sure you have to leave for awhile?" Hinata's teammates asked hoping she'd changed her mind
She was their secret weapon and she was going to miss the first game. Maybe more.
"Hai. Gomen, uh, I mean yes, sorry."
"Whatever you're going to be doing better be important." One of them scoffed
"You've no idea." Hinata wasn't even talking to them specifically.
Akamaru barked in agreement
Kiba was her friend. Now that she bothered to think about it he was probably her best friend. He and Shino were always looking out for her and he was a nice, fun guy. When Naruto wasn't around. Hinata didn't understand what Kiba's problem was with Naruto. It wasn't as if the dog-nin disliked the blonde, yet every time the three of them got together Kiba would suddenly become very competitive.
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Naruto screamed and pointed dramatically at the cause of his current comedic appearance. As far as Naruto was concerned the only thing worse than this would be finding out he had some sort of horrid disease that would stop him from eating ramen.
