"You're slacking [name]!"
"Shut it!"
"You should lay off all that chocolate. Or do you just like the view of my ass from back there?"
"As if! I swear I'm going to kick your ass Inuzuka!"
"So you are obsessed with it!"
"You're a moron!"
Your relationship with Kiba could be summed up in a few short words really and that relationship (or lack thereof) was bitter rivals; border lining enemies. The two of you had been next-door neighbors since you were in diapers and right off the bat you were trying to fight each other when you were still in the play pins and seeing as your parents were friends and thus always forced the two of you to hang out things just advanced from there. Now as juniors in high school things between you two were pretty intense (much to the enjoyment of your friends). Each day you would find any excuse to get into an argument, trip each other, flick things at each other, always one up each other in every class, place different bets everyday in gym, actually fight each other, and of course embarrass the hell out of each other. That was your favorite pass time and you tried as much as possible, you would pass him in the hall and pants him right in front of everyone, he would see you walking by in a skirt and push you over so it will fly up and everyone could see your underwear, you'd find him hitting on girls and you'd make some type of snide remark to ruin his chances, guys would try to flirt with you and he'd ruin your chances as well, and all hell broke loose whenever one of you got a boyfriend or girlfriend. Those times were filled with nothing but mockery, teasing, telling the boy or girl humiliating stories about the other, asking extremely inappropriate questions and so on. Ultimately leading into a break up; this was usually followed by more taunting.
At the moment the two of you were in gym and were racing around the track. You were much more agile then Kiba was but he was a hell of a lot faster than you. After a few more laps around the track Kiba ended up winning the race but not by much.
"Looks like I win again." Kiba stated as he came over to you.
You glared at him while chugging your bottle of water. "Whatever dog boy." You muttered when you finished downing your drink.
"Well I believe that'll be 10 bucks then." He continued with a wide grin.
"Yeah, yeah does it look like I have pockets on me? I'll give you the money after class." You responded.
Unfortunately you wore the typical gym uniform. Boys wore gym shorts and a white t-shirt, and girls wore shorts that looked/felt more like underwear rather than shorts and white shirts.
"Well I'd say you could stuff your wallet in your bra but there's barely enough room for you boobs in there let alone your wallet." He stated.
"Uhg shut up." You growled trying to ignore him.
"Same with your ass, like I said you really need to lay off the chocolate. It looks like it's about to burst through those shorts [name]." He added as you turned to walk away from him.
You paused, blushed, and scowled before turning around with a wide smirk. "I'd say you need bigger shorts too but you're so small you don't have to worry about your pants being too tight. You can barely even tell you have a package in the first place." You retorted and he scowled.
"And how would you know how small I am?"
"Ah so you admit it?"
"What? No. It's not small. Hell it's bigger than anything you've ever seen."
"I highly doubt that. You know they have things that can help with your
little problem. You're probably really quick too; you know there's stuff to help with your stamina too right?"
"Would you like me to prove you wrong on both accounts?" He retorted.
"I'm good. You couldn't get me to sleep with you even if I was drunk off my ass and stoned."
"Whatever, you couldn't handle me anyway." He responded.
"Yeah ok." You snorted shaking your head.
And that was basically how things went for you two. You'd place some bets, argue over everything under the sun, and make fun of each other anyway you could, and repeat. Some of your friends were convinced that you two secretly liked each other but both of you were quick to shoot that idea down faster than Choji devours a bag of chips.
As the bell rang and you were all dismissed from gym Kiba was quick to catch you leaving to your next class. "You know I was thinking, if we keep placing bets like this I could make a steady income." He stated as he reached you, his hint that he wanted his money.
"And I was thinking, if you keep annoying me like this then I could finally put my shovel and big black bag to a good use." You retorted as you pulled out your wallet.
"You're the one that keeps agreeing to bet money against me in a race." He responded as he took the ten dollars.
"Don't you have some dumb bimbos to hit on Inuzuka?" You grumbled as he followed you down the hall.
"Maybe, don't you have some assholes waiting to ask you out?"
"Maybe, I swear the chicks you flirt with must be blind."
"Not as blind as the guys delusional enough to like you are." He retorted.
You guys started going at it before your separate ways to get to class but managed to shove each other into a wall and lockers before splitting up and already thinking up ways to torment each other on the walk home because of course since you lived next door to each other you had to end up walking together.
You arrived to your next class and sat down next to Hinata. "What happened to your side [name]?" She asked as you sat down.
"Kiba pushed me into a locker." You answered; rubbing the red mark from hitting the locker.
"Before or after you pushed him into a wall?" She replied with a small smile.
"After." You replied with a grin.
"You two are such abusive friends." Lee stated.
"I wouldn't really say we're friends... more like we're people we hate but are forced to interact with on a regular basis."
"I don't think that's completely true. If you really hated each other then you could easily not have anything to do with each other at all. I think you guys like antagonizing each other." Lee replied.
"He has a good point." Hinata muttered shyly.
"Well, it is pretty fun screwing with him all the time but he's still a sexist, perverted asshole who refuses to leave me alone and I'm not going to sit there and take it. He's a dick to me so I'll be a bitch back."
"I still think you guys like each other in some way, even if that just means you like screwing with each other." Lee replied.
"Eh, I say we have a love hate relationship going on then. We love to hate each other." You decided and faced the front of the class as it began.
Hinata smiled slightly while shaking her head. She was friends to both you and Kiba and often found herself in the middle. This, in most cases meant she was being pressured into giving each of you dirt on the other person. However as a childhood friend of Kiba's she was closer to him then she was to you and knew one thing about Kiba that you didn't; something that she refused to tell you even when you were the most persistent with wanting info on Kiba. That something just so happened to be Kiba's true feelings towards you. Something he confided into Hinata back in middle school.
Ironically enough Kiba was having a similar conversation in his class with Naruto. Another one of your friends that often found himself stuck in the middle. Like Hinata was to Kiba he was closer to you then to him and you confided with him; which was generally a mistake most of the time with his big mouth. However, one secret of yours that he did keep to himself and never spoke of was the little crush you had on the dog lover.
The following day was raining but didn't start any differently than any other day. As you all came out of the locker rooms for gym (with a switched uniform of black shirts instead of white) you saw the teacher had decided to let everyone play in the rain like they wanted to but to play in it; you had to play mud volleyball, girls vs. boys. You and Kiba grinned widely at this. A serious bet was almost always placed by one of you when it came to playing some type of sport against each other. You both made a beeline over to the other with almost sadistic grins glued to your faces.
"So what's the amount going to be this time [name]? I was thinking I could treat myself to dinner tonight." Kiba stated with a wide grin.
"I say we change the stakes this time. How 'bout we bet something other than money..."
"Go on..." Kiba urged eagerly.
"How 'bout the loser gets to be the winner's slave for the weekend? I'm in need of someone cleaning my house." You stated.
"Alright but when I win and you're my slave I want you in a French maid outfit." Kiba decided with a wide grin.
"Fucken pervert." You grumbled before adding "As long as you wear the same too when I win." You grinned.
"Didn't know you were into that kinky stuff but alright it's a deal." Kiba smirked and you smacked him over the head.
"You're a disgusting pervert you know that." You growled.
"Hey you're the one that wants to see me in a maid outfit." Kiba retorted.
"Oh shut up." You snapped.
"So it's a bet then, loser's the winner's slave for the weekend and has to wear a French maid outfit." Kiba stated sticking his hand out for you to shake.
"Right, can't wait to get that blackmail on you." You stated shaking his hand and then walking off.
Everyone was ushered outside of the gym and into the rain, heading over to the volleyball court that was now a giant pit of knee deep soupy mud. Being the immature children that all high schoolers are everyone quickly rushed into the mud and managed to play in it for a few minutes before they were ordered to form their teams and start the game.
"Ready to lose?"Kiba called to you from the other side of the net.
"Not a chance, I'm winning this bet." You retorted.
The game started and went good for awhile. However as the game progressed people began having more fun playing in the mud and paid less attention to the game. Much to your annoyance, you had a weekend of slavery dependent on this game. However soon the teacher realize this was pointless and called the game early and allowing everyone just to have fun before they had to go back to the locker rooms and shower.
Unfortunately for you when the teacher called the game the boys team was winning by one point. Just going off the sadistic grin Kiba sent you, you knew you were screwed.
"So maid outfit this weekend." Kiba stated as he approached you. "Now to think of what to make you do as my slave." He added.
"Whatever the teacher called the game it doesn't count." You retorted.
"Uh yeah it does, we were the winners. The game just stopped early." He answered. "You agreed to the bet so own up." He added.
"I hate you Kiba." You growled in defeat.
"Yeah, yeah love you too [name]." He grinned. "So I'm assuming you don't already have a maid outfit so I'll happily pick one out for you after school today." He added and smirked widely. "I'll just need to know your size so I can be sure to get one that your ass and boobs actually fit into... for the most part anyway." He finished with a perverted grin.
"You're such a pig!" You growled while a burning blush scorched across your face as you thought of the outfit he was going to force you into. You glared and shoved him backwards; knocking him flat onto his back in the mud.
Kiba stared up at you in the rain in utter shock for a moment before shaking his head and smirking. As you turned to walk away from him he scooped up a huge mud ball, aimed, and fired.
You froze in utter shock as a heavy force splatter across your backside and you reached your hand back to your butt only to find the glob of mud on it. You spun around to yell at Kiba but got smacked directly in the face with another pile of mud.
Glaring murderously you started chucking mud at him left and right and Kiba tried to get out of the way but managed to get pelted by them anyway. A mud ball fight quickly broke out between everyone and the teacher got the hell out of range.
Grinning Kiba maneuvered around the flying mud balls and got close to you. He quickly shoved you face first into the mud.
You fell to the ground and shrieked before landing face first into the mud. You picked yourself up out of the mud and glared daggers at him before you just leapt up and tackled him. The two of you began to wrestle violently.
The two of you rolled around in the mud, tried to leap up and got dragged back down by the other, got up and managed to run a few feet before getting smacked with a mud ball, tackled one another, and so on. However the thing you both found to be a bit odd throughout this whole ordeal was that instead of shouting death threats and profanity at each other you two were laughing your heads off. Both of you had wide smiles glued to your faces and were having a blast.
Soon you again found yourself being tackled by Kiba and you both crashed into the ground, mud splattering in all directions, and you both laughing like crazy. You both started rolling all over again, each trying to pin the other down under them. Finally you stopped when you rolled into a particularly deep spot in the mud pit and you felt yourself sink a little.
"Kiba, your fat ass is making us sink." You laughed and Kiba just laughed back.
"I think that's your ass making us sink [name] not mine." He laughed.
"Yeah well whatever you're heavy so get up dog boy." You grinned.
He grinned back but didn't get up. Instead you felt one of his arms coil around you tightly and the other hand reached out and brushed some of your muddy hair out of your face.
"Kiba?" You asked confused and a blush started to appear on your face (even visible under the mud).
He gave you that cocky smirk of his and before you could respond his lips were on top of yours. You laid there frozen for a moment while you tried to process just what was happening.
Kiba was kissing you?
Still in complete and utter shock you began to kiss back and your arms hesitantly reached out and wrapped around his neck. You felt him grin into the kiss and suddenly the kiss became a lot more passionate. It quickly became a heated frenzy of mouths, teeth, tongues, and hands and you both started rolling all over the place again. Only this time you both were adjoined at the mouth it seemed.
When finally you needed to break for air you pulled away from one another. You were on top of Kiba this time so you grinned down at him the best you could with mud, hair, and rain water in your eyes. Kiba grinned back and reached out again to cup your face and brush your hair back causing your already blushing face to blush more.
"So where'd that suddenly come from?" You asked as you tried to regain your normal breathing.
"I'd say from years of sexual tension." He replied as he pulled your face back down towards his and the kissing frenzy began all over again.
"Uhh... guys? Hate to break up your little love fest but uh the teacher's coming back." Naruto called to you. Several of your classmates now noticed what was going on down in the mud below them and were staring in utter shock. Naruto got no response from the two of you so he smirked and chucked a big pile of mud at your heads to get your attention.
"What the hell!?" Both of you exclaimed as the glob of mud smacked into your heads. "What's the matter with you Naruto?" Kiba demanded.
"Teacher." Naruto responded and pointed to him.
"Oh. Shit." Kiba responded and you both quickly shot up from the mud blushing deeply as you now realized you had been making out in front of your whole gym class.
"Nice guys." Someone muttered shaking their head at the two of you.
"Everyone back to the gym, you need to get cleaned up before your next class." The teacher called when he returned to you all (after deeming it safe from flying mud).
You and Kiba grinned at each other cheekily before walking back to the gym together. Kiba quickly grabbed your hand once you made it out of the mud and onto solid ground and you looked down at your entwined hands with a smile. "So years of sexual tension huh?" You asked as you walked.
"Yep." Kiba replied. "I've... kinda... liked you since middle school..." He confessed.
"So have I. Tormenting was just too much fun." You laughed and pecked him on the cheek.
"Got that right." He replied and stopped as you were now outside of the locker rooms. He pulled you into his arms and grinned down at you. "But now you're my girl and I don't have to torment you just to get your attention anymore." He muttered and kissed you.
You smiled and pulled away from him after the kiss, heading to the locker room. "It's a yes but thanks for telling me I'm your girlfriend instead of asking." You laughed.
"Well I took the heated make out in the mud as a sign." He laughed and smirked as you blushed.
You started to the locker room again and something occurred to him. He grinned widely and called out to you before you went inside. "By the way [name], I still won that bet. You're my slave for the weekend." He called to you and you shot him a slightly amused and slightly annoyed look. However your face flared up like it was on fire when you noticed the grin he was sending you and the glint of lust in his eyes.
Understanding the hint he was getting at you raced into the locker room with a beet red face. Leaving a laughing but also whole heartedly serious Kiba behind you. He went into the boy's locker room happily thinking about this weekend, his house, a skimpy maid outfit, and you doing anything he says.