Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Kishimoto does.

Kiba and Ino were now well on their way to Sunagakure. At this point they were in the forest, hopping with alacrity from tree branch to tree branch. Ino by her feet and Kiba on Akamaru's back. It had been a relatively quiet trip to this point. They had been traveling for several hours, but had only talked briefly while taking breaks. For whatever reason Ino really wanted to get this mission over with, so she was hopping pretty quickly, about 10-15 meters in front of Kiba. Unsurprisingly, Kiba just could not take his eyes off of her. His eyes crawled up and down her body. Her beautiful flowing blonde hair, her great butt, and those fantastic legs. Man, she is pretty, he thought.

Man, I can't wait to get back to the village to get me some of that. He chuckled to himself in his head. Who would have known that he would get so lucky as to be assigned Ino as his partner!

Kiba had always had his ways with the girls around Konoha. Although he had never gotten with any of his fellow ninjas, he had had quite a few relationships with some of the civilians. He knew though, that while he was a shinobi and was always busy, he couldn't really have a serious relationship with any of these girls. For the most part, he just went for looks and best sex. He had actually gotten a bit of a reputation with the girls as shallow, but many of them simply could not stay away from him. He had his looks, toned body, and boy, could he sweet-talk a girl.

Although she was in no way regarded as a slut or whore, Ino had gotten around Konoha on her own. She did have a stint with Sai, which was quickly broken off because of his lack of emotions and insensitive. In addition, she had a few short-lived runs with other non-ninjas in Konoha. Unlike Kiba, Ino found personality to be just as important as appearance. She was sweet and caring off the battlefield, but a fierce competitor on.

The day was coming to an end and Ino and Kiba were running out of sunlight.

"I say we stop here," Kiba shouted ahead to Ino, "I think Akamaru's getting a little tired." He patted the huge dog's head. "Thanks for the ride today. Maybe tomorrow you can ride on my back!," he joked.

Ino stopped and turned around. "Alright, that's fine, I guess." She hopped down to the forest floor and unloaded her pack. "I'll get a fire going and we can have some dinner."

Kiba held his stomach as it grumbled. "i didn't realize I was so hungry... You better be cookin' up something tasty," he said, teasing Ino.

"I'm not cooking for you, so don't think that," she replied playfully, "You're cooking for yourself!"

They ended up cooking some steak over the fire, and it turned out just fine. It was getting late and probably about time to get to bed, but neither of them were sleepy. Ino sat at the trunk of a tree, resting her back on it as she gazed upon the beautiful star-lit sky. Kiba sat with Akamaru, who was knocked out cold. He thought to himself, maybe now is a good time to talk Ino up a little more...

It was actually getting quite cold as it got later in the night. Ino noticed Kiba actually shivering a little bit as she pulled a blanket out of her pack and wrapped herself up. "You should have known that we're near the desert and it gets ridiculously cold at night," Ino said, showing some concern toward her comrade, "You're going to get sick!"

"I always sleep with just my clothes on missions," he replied, "I've never slept in a place this cold before." The usually sarcastic Kiba was now shivering, near freezing. He said, jokingly at first, "Here, let me get in that blanket with you and let's cuddle."

Ino knew he meant it as a joke, but she offered anyways. "I know you're joking but... it's a pretty big blanket. We can share if you want, and as long as it's not too awkward for you." Of course she had to conclude her offer by mocking the Inuzuka kid.

In his head, Kiba thought, hell yeah! I'm definetely down for that, but he courteously made sure. "Are you sure? I mean I was only kidding."

"Oh, you're such a gentleman. Yeah, it's fine I don't care."

Kiba crawled on over to the blonde kunoichi's spot and lifted up the blanked and got under. They lay there, still wide-awake, staring up at the stars. They went on chatting for a bit, about their desires, hopes, whatnot.

"You know Naruto's not even that great. Why can't I become Hokage one day?" pondered Kiba, still envious of the Jinchuriiki.

"yeah, says the guy who lost to him in the Chunin exams," Ino teased, "and that was before he even knew how to control his chakra!"

"ugh, I'm not even going to try and explain that."

"I'm just kidding," Ino assured, "Don't worry, I've heard about you and your new moves and how much stronger you've gotten, even though we're never really together in battle." She scooted a little closer to Kiba, her heart racing. Wow, he is really turning me on right now.

"Oh yeah, you've heard? Not surprising, considering I am kind of the man." Kiba said totally kidding. His mood turned from cocky to disappointed in an instant, though. He sighed, "But this past invasion by the Akatsuki made me realize that I'm not strong enough right now. Even Tsunade had to point it out earlier."

Ino seemed sad at the fact that Kiba had become sad. "Hey, that's okay. We defeated Pain, and if you're unhappy with your strength then you can always train more!" she said, comforting Kiba. At that moment, she made a decision to herself. She turned and looked at the Inuzuka heir. Boy, he still looks pretty sexy even when he's sad. Those red markings just get me too... She decided that she wanted him. She was going to go for it, she told herself.

Ino slowly picked up her hand and place it on Kiba's thigh, caressing him and his muscular quads. Kiba totally noticed it, but he pretended that he didn't continuing to stare up at the sky. "Thanks Ino, appreciate it." He reached down and grabbed his counterpart's fingers tenderly. "You know, I've actually been working on a new technique." Kiba turned and tenderly kissed Ino, caressing her neck. They separated for breath, and Ino asked, "Oh yeah? and what's that?" Kiba leaned in once more, replying, "I call it being a sexy son-of-a-bitch." In response, Ino couldn't help but laugh, pulling away for a moment. Kiba looked at her, with a huge grin on his face. He was proud of making her laugh. "What, you don't like my name for it?" Ino gathered herself and leaned back in. "No, I love it. And I'll admit that it's pretty damn effective."

Holy shit. Holy shit. He really is a sexy son-of-a-bitch. I can't handle it. Unlike Kiba, Ino was actually a virgin. She was unsure of what was about to happen, but one thing was for sure: she sure as hell wanted it.

For Kiba, this was no more than routine. Game, set, match baby. Sealed the deal. Too easy. He couldn't help but compliment himself. You really are a sexy son-of-a-bitch, aren't ya bud? The Inuzuka heir was about to have one helluva night.

To be continued...