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"You know staring at it won't make the image change."

Adrian jumped at the voice and spun toward the door. Kiba was leaning against the wall by his bathroom door with a small smile on his face. A soft blush came to the raven haired boy's cheeks and he turned back to the mirror. "I know that. I just... ah!" He ruffled his hair with both hands. "I hate my hair."

Kiba chuckled and walked toward him. "You take more time in the bathroom than your own mother."

Adrian stuck his tongue out at the approaching brunette before turning back to the mirror, trying to fix his hair. He knew Kiba was just messing with him. "So? Don't you want me to look good?"

Kiba came up behind him, wrapping his arms around the boy's thin waist. "Of course I do." He rested his head on Adrian's shoulder, staring at the boy through the reflection of the mirror. "But it doesn't take much to make you look good."

Adrian's blush deepened and his hands found their way down to Kiba's, linked above his belly button. "That's not true."

"Yes, it is. You worry too much about how you look and don't realize that you're beautiful just how you are." The brunette nuzzled his nose into Adrian's pale neck.

Adrian swallowed hard, not used to such attention. He was starting to learn that Kiba was a very affection boy, given the opportunity. And it had only been five days since he had moved in. He clasped his hands over Kiba's and gave them a squeeze. No one had ever called him beautiful either.

Kiba smiled against Adrian's neck before grabbing the boy's hips and spinning him around. Adrian blinked in surprise before he was pushed back against the sink. Kiba still held his hips tightly so Adrian just slipped his arms around Kiba's neck. The brunette leaned forward, nuzzling his nose against Adrian's, a light blush on both of their faces.

"Kiba..." Adrian breathed softly.

The brunette smiled in response and their lips met in one swift motion. Their lips moved across one another softly and smoothly, testing the ground upon which their relationship would begin. Before it could go any farther, however, Adrian's name was called. They quickly separated and gained their composure back before Adrian's mother walked into the bathroom.

She stared at the two of them, curious. Adrian was fixing his hair in the mirror while Kiba leaned against the sink beside him. She smiled softly at them. "Gaara's here."

Adrian blinked and turned to look at his mother. "It's five already?" Claire nodded, glancing between the two of them. She moved to reveal said redhead standing behind her. "Oh."

"Have fun you three." She smiled at them before leaving the room.

Adrian sighed in relief and rubbed his forehead. "That was close."

Gaara stared at them. "Were you two doing something naughty?"

Adrian's face turned bright red. "Gaara!"

The redhead chuckled lightly. "So you were."

"No! Not exactly..."

"Kissing isn't naughty." Kiba stated before leaning over and kissing Adrian's flushed cheek. "I'll be in my room if you need me." He nodded at Gaara before leaving the bathroom and going to his own room.

Adrian swallowed hard before smiling at Gaara. "Ah... Um." Gaara just shook his head and motioned for Adrian to follow him. The raven haired boy followed the redhead into his room where the two double doors were already shut.

It was Wednesday and Gaara had come over so they could discuss a few things. Stuff they couldn't really talk about at school or in front of others. The only reason Kiba left was because he figured he'd give the two some time alone. He knew it would make Gaara more comfortable to talk to Adrian alone.

"You're house is amazing." Gaara said while sitting down on the edge of Adrian's bed.

"Yea, so everyone says." He shrugged while sitting down at the headboard, facing Gaara.

Gaara nodded, looking around the boy's room. "You were kissing, hm?"

Adrian blinked before blushing. "Yes..."

Gaara hummed. "Isn't that a little risky?"

"Yea... I mean, I may have more or less came out to my parents but they're acting like nothing happened... I just don't want to rub it in their faces yet, you know?"

Gaara's turquoise eyes shifted to Adrian. "What exactly happened anyway? Naruto is horrid at telling stories."

Adrian smiled softly, pulling his knees up to his chest. "At lot happened over the weekend Gaara."

The redhead shrugged and turned to face Adrian completely, folding his legs Indian style on the bed. "We have all night."

"Hm." Adrian thought for a moment. "Where to begin? Um... Well, obviously, Kiba's living with us now. You know that." Gaara nodded. "But, um, my parents convinced us to go to church Sunday as a condition to letting him live here. At first, I was a little apprehensive but I figured I could just ignore what was being said and bear it." He hugged his knees to his chest, resting his chin on top of them. "Naruto was there... I wasn't expecting to see him, but I was kinda happy he was there.

Once we sat down, it was going okay. I sat with Kiba and Naruto and I was just reading the bible out of boredom. But then..." Adrian bit his lower lip. "The preacher started talking about how we just approved Gay marriage and how it was an abomination and all that shit. I just couldn't take it." He sighed and met Gaara's eyes.

The redhead blinked. "What did you say?"

"Ah... I don't exactly remember. I was... so angry. I haven't been that angry in a really long time."

Gaara nodded. "I... Know the feeling." Adrian stared at him a moment, remembering the rumors about the redhead. Gaara waved a dismissive hand and motioned for him to continue.

"Right, so um... I ran out of the church and let off some steam for a bit... I even punched a tree..." He shook his head. "I don't remember much after that. Not until Naruto and Kiba showed up. With them there, I just felt better." He leaned his head back against the headboard to stare at the ceiling. "But then my parents had to show up. They just pissed me off and I snapped again. I kissed Kiba and told them I was gay. Then ran off... Not the smartest thing to do..."

"Not really..." Gaara mumbled.

Adrian chuckled lightly. "Yea. My parents haven't said a word about it since."

"That's one hell of a weekend."

The raven haired boy smiled softly and looked at Gaara. "Sure was."

"I heard from Temari that you had a bad run in with Kankuro again?"

Adrian blinked. "Monday or today?"

Gaara's eyes narrowed. "Today too?"

"Yea." He shrugged. "I guess he didn't learn his lesson Monday."

"What did he want?"

Adrian shook his head. "You don't want to know."

Gaara took his word for it. "He's such an imbecile."

He couldn't help but agree. "You'd think he'd leave me alone since I'm your friend and you could snap his neck."

"I've grown soft."

Adrian mock gasped. "No! Not Gaara! Soft?"

The redhead chuckled lightly. "Yes."

He laughed lightly. "Well, either way, I don't want Kiba to get in trouble for kicking Kankuro's ass. Cause it's going to happen if he doesn't leave me alone."

Gaara raised a non existent eyebrow. "He's that protective?"

Adrian nodded, blushing faintly. "I like that about him..."

"Whatever floats your boat."

Adrian couldn't help but laugh. "Right, what about you and Neji?"

The redhead became quiet. "What did he say to you?"

Adrian shifted so he was on his knees, leaning toward Gaara. "He asked me if you and I were more than friends. When I asked why he wanted to know, he didn't give me a good answer. I asked if he liked you and he just blushed a bit." He grinned. "I took that as a sign that he likes you! So I told him you probably like him too."

Gaara's kohl outlined eyes widened considerably. "You told him what?"

"Oh come on Gaara! Neji's gorgeous! And he likes you! He likes you!" He said the last part with enthusiasm. "I know you really liked Sasuke but that's so not happening. This thing with Neji? It could happen. If you want it to."

"He's far out of my league." Gaara mumbled. Adrian just stared at him. And stared. And stared. Until Gaara got annoyed and glared at him. "What?" He hissed.

The raven haired boy blinked. "Out of your league? Gaara... have you looked in a mirror?"

The redhead's glare vanished and was replaced with a confused look. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Gaara, you're fucking adorable!" The redhead's eyes widened at his outburst. "I mean, seriously. Your eyes are all you need to win over any body's heart. You and Neji are defiantly in the same league."

Gaara shook his head. "I do not agree."

Adrian sighed and crawled closer to Gaara. "Come on, Gaara. Don't you want to be happy? Don't you want to have someone to love you and cherish you like you deserve?"

The redhead stared at him. He took in those words and thought about it for a few moments. That was exactly what he wanted but he was afraid of getting hurt in the end. So he voiced this to the raven haired boy.

"Gaara..." Adrian sighed softly, running a hand through his dark hair. "Everyone's afraid of getting hurt. It's a fear that everyone has. It's a risk you have to be willing to take in order to get what you want. What you need. By being with someone you take that risk. A risk that you might hurt them or they may even hurt you in return. But if that person truly cares about you, they would never do anything to harm you. You have to trust in that person. You have to trust in Neji."

Again, Gaara stared at him. Adrian knew a lot about relationships even though he had never been in one before. But what he said made perfect sense. Gaara knew that. He just wasn't sure if he was ready to risk getting hurt. After so long of being indifferent on the outside, his heart was tender and fragile.

"Just..." Adrian sighed once again and grabbed Gaara's hand. "Give it a chance, okay?" He squeezed his hand tightly. "And if you do get hurt? Just know that I'll always be here."

Gaara was silent for a few more moments as he stared at Adrian's hand holding his. "You're a good friend."

"I try." He shrugged.

Gaara let out a sigh. "Fine. I'll talk to Neji. But whether or not I'll get together with him is still undecided."

Adrian grinned. "That's a start."

Adrian waved to Temari as she pulled into the driveway. He and Gaara were waiting outside for her to come pick up her little brother. The blonde girl smiled at him, not getting out of the car since it was freezing outside. The two boys hugged before the redhead left the light of the porch and ran to the car. Adrian watched the blue car pull away before going back into the warm house.

He shivered as he shut the door and locked it. It was around nine and Gaara had even stayed for dinner. They talked about so much that night that Adrian was sure the two of them were best friends. He knew Gaara felt the same way. He hummed to himself while making his way to the staircase.

"Adrian."

He blinked and turned to see his mother walking toward him. "Was that Gaara's sister?"

"Yea. He left."

"Oh." She smiled. "Heading to bed?"

He shook his head. "I have some homework to finish with Kiba."

"Oh. Well, your father already went to bed and I'm about to join him." She smiled at him as he began to lead her up the stair case. They said goodnight at the top of the stairs before going their opposite ways.

Adrian wasn't surprised to see Kiba already sitting on his bed when he entered his room. He smiled at the brunette as he shut his door and locked it, just in case. Kiba noticed this and smirked softly. Adrian couldn't help himself. He spent most of the night away from Kiba and wanted to touch the brunette.

So, before Kiba knew what was going on, Adrian jumped on him, tackling him back into the bed. Kiba chuckled at this and wrapped his arms around the raven haired boy's waist. Adrian nuzzled into Kiba's neck as he moved to straddle the brunette. They laid there like that for a while, listening to each others soft breathing and slightly erratic heart beats.

"Kiba?"

"Hm?" The brunette opened his eyes at Adrian's voice. He was almost asleep.

"You would never hurt me, right?" He mumbled against Kiba's tan neck.

Kiba stared at the ceiling a moment, interested in why the boy would ask the question. "I would never hurt you."

Adrian sighed softly and nuzzled closer to him. "Good."

Kiba smiled softly and closed his eyes. He couldn't believe where he was at the moment. This boy, this amazing boy, was actually his. He was holding him, in his bed, in his house that he also happened to live in. After years of living on the street, Kiba still felt like it was all a dream. Then he felt Adrian plant a kiss on his neck and he knew it was all real. His smile grew as he felt Adrian shift and move. When he opened his eyes the boy was hovering above him, his hands on either side of Kiba's head.

"This is too surreal." The green eyed boy mumbled. Kiba nodded in agreement, his eyes shifting to the boy's lips when his soft pink tongue flicked out to lick them. Adrian noticed this and leaned down a bit till his lips were pressed to Kiba's cheek. Pressed to the red upside down triangle tattoo. "Will you ever tell me how you got these exactly?"

"I'll tell you everything eventually." Their eyes connected and Adrian shifted to place his lips over Kiba's. The spark of their lips connecting sent shivers down both boys' spines. Both felt the same thing. Blood rushing, heart pumping faster. The overwhelming feeling of being cared for and knowing it.

"Adrian..." The brunette mumbled softly, pulling his lips from the others.

Adrian pouted, tilting his head at Kiba. "Hm?"

"We should get to bed."

He blinked, glancing at the clock. It was a little after ten and they had school tomorrow. "We are in bed." He leaned down to kiss him again but Kiba turned his head away.

"Adrian..." He sighed looking into the other's eyes to see shielded hurt. "I can't."

For some reason, that hurt Adrian more than it should have. "Why not?"

Kiba sighed softly once again, placing the palm of his hand to his forehead. "It's hard to explain... I just... have a hard time controlling myself."

He bit his lower lip. "Kiba... You won't hurt me."

"That's not what I'm afraid of." He rubbed his hand over his face. "I don't want this to move too fast. There is still a lot you need to know about me." Adrian stared at him for a few seconds before nodding and sliding off of Kiba to sit on his bed. Kiba sat up as well, shifting to face him. "I'm sorry."

"No." Adrian shook his head, staring down at his clasped hands. "You're right. Don't be sorry."

Kiba placed a finger under Adrian's chin and lifted his head so their eyes would meet. He leaned forward a bit and kissed him softly. "You okay?"

"Mm. I'll be fine." He smiled faintly.

Kiba kissed him once again. "Good night."

"Night." Kiba didn't move though. He searched Adrian's eyes before kissing him once more. The green eyed boy rolled his eyes playfully and pushed against Kiba's chest half-heartily. "Go to bed. I'll be fine."

Kiba returned his smile and gave him one last kiss. "Alright. Good night."

"Night."

Kiba slipped off the bed and made his way to the door. He gave Adrian one last look before leaving the room, closing the door behind him.

Adrian let out a frustrated sigh and fell down into his pillow. He moved his head back and forth before grunting. He wanted Kiba so badly it was killing him. He'd never felt his way before. He just wanted to jump the brunette all the time. He couldn't help it. No one wanted him like Kiba did.

He grumbled and sat up, glancing at his clock. He ran a hand through his hair before tugging his shirt off. He quickly unzipped his pants and tugged them off as well. He stared at the tent in his underwear before groaning and ripping his covers back. He crawled in underneath and cuddled into a ball.

Then he realized something.

Kiba said he had trouble controlling himself... Did that mean...? He wants me as much as I want him? His eyes snapped open at his realization. Of course it does! What else could it mean?! He smiled softly and nuzzled into his pillow. Kiba wants me. He let out a small giggle. Any hurt he felt before vanished and he felt giddy. He closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.

The same could not be said for Kiba however.

He entered his own room, shutting his door behind him. Akamaru bounced on his bed, his tail wagging. Kiba smiled at the white puppy and pet his head. "Hey Aka."

The puppy bounced some more and licked his hand.

Kiba plopped down on his bed with a sigh. The things that Adrian did to him just made his body go all haywire. And the fact that the boy wanted him just as much as he did, did not help his self control. He sat there on his bed, trying his best not to go back to Adrian's room and take the boy.

"Fuck..." He mumbled, falling back onto his bed, an arm over his eyes. Akamaru whined and nuzzled his hand. Kiba glanced at the puppy before petting his head. "What am I going to do, Aka?" The puppy just laid down beside him and cuddled up to his head.

Kiba shifted his eyes back to the ceiling. "Right..." He sighed once again and lifted up on his elbows to glare at the tightness in his jeans. "Things can never be simple can they?" He asked to no one. "I want this to work." He ran a hand through his spiky brown hair. "I can't advance on him so fast. I don't want him to run away."

He would never run away.

Kiba rolled his eyes at that voice in his head. He knew it was right but that didn't mean it changed his mind. He didn't want to hurt Adrian. So that meant he would have to wait till the boy really was mentally ready to do something like that. Kiba just hoped he could hold out until then.

"Guess I should take care of you." He said to the tightness in his jeans before sighing and going to the bathroom.

Wow. That was pretty long, ne? I'm not gonna say all these parts will be this long, but I'm hoping they will be.

This part was really hard for me to write since my girlfriend just broke up with me like two days ago... through a text message. This part is so full of fluff that it was hard to write. But I think I did a pretty good job. I hope you liked it.

Next part, well I can't really explain. But it's pretty good. More fluff I guess but advancement in the plot line. Oh, and enter Adrian's Grandmother. Oh boy!

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