I am so terribly sorry for the wait. I went on vacation, and then school started, and my life was ruined. Anyways, for anyone who is still following this story, please enjoy. I'm sorry the chapters are so short and have absolutely no plotline, but that is simply the way I write, by hoping for the best. -WTR

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"It is a blessing to die for a cause, because you can so easily die for nothing."

[Andrew Young]

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The siren echoed through the barren streets of the town. The bombs had clearly made an impact. Rubble was piled in every nook and cranny you could find of this town. Somehow, though, Kiba Inuzuka made it. He was currently soaking the limp body in his arms with tears. Almost as if he could bring the boy back to life if he cried hard enough. But life isn't easy for anyone.

At this moment, Kiba hated himself for who he was. He indirectly killed this child by not standing up to the Nazi's and instead joining their filthy ranks. He was scared. Smoke was rendering it hard to breath, but he still didn't move. He wanted to hold on to the forgotten child for as long as possible. He didn't care that his hands were tainted with blood.

"Why? Why is life so hard? Why do innocent people have to die? He's just a child, for God sakes! He's barely even begun to live his life!" He sobbed, stroking the cold cheek of the child. Life isn't fair, Kiba. As long as there are political leaders like Adolph Hitler that only care for power rather than the good of the country there will not be peace.

"You were forgotten." Kiba muttered quietly, "But I won't forget you." Lifting the boy in his arms as he stood up, he started walking in the direction of the field he had run through.

He would give this boy a proper funeral before going off to find his blond... if he could make it that far. His legs were trembling more than before due to the added weight. The boy didn't weigh much, but he was exhausted. He slowly made his way back to the field. As he passed a shopping district, Kiba leaned down to pick up a muddy tarp left outside a shop. He kept trudging forward. It took Kiba a while to get back to the field, but he made it. Setting the boy down gently on a pile of dirt, the brunette got down onto his knees and began to dig a grave. Pain seared through his hands as the hardened dirt tugged on his nails. He kept on going, though. The child had encountered so much more pain. Kiba wasn't surprised when he felt a cold drop of rain trail down his dirt streaked face. For every passing minute the soil would soften further, enabling Kiba to dig comfortably. It wasn't a pleasant feeling, however, when a couple worms snaked through his fingers. Several minutes later, Kiba had dug up a suitable grave for the child. He wrapped the tarp he had picked up around the boy, and murmured a sad, 'I'm sorry,' as he gently laid the child in the hole.

"Good luck... in heaven. I know life was hard for you. But it's going to be so great in heaven, you'll see. You deserve no less than to play with the angels." He used his boots to push the dirt back into the hole, tears pricking his eyes when he could no longer see the grey tarp. He dug his toe into the hard-packed soil and placed a smooth, white pebble in the hole so he would know where the boy was. His heart ached for the boy, it really did. He could barely distinguish his tears from the rain's gentle caress. Finally turning away, he looked back at his car and then back at the town. What should I do? I could pass out at any moment. My legs feel like jelly. I want so badly to go back to my car... but I have to find Naruto.

Kiba sighed. It took him so long to make decisions. He finally decided to wait in his car until the rain stopped and rest up for a bit before heading back to search for Naruto.

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As he approached his car, he noticed that the doors were now shut, and there was a shaking mop of blonde hair sitting in his car. Suddenly quickening his pace, Kiba made it to his car in a matter of seconds. He pulled on the handle, but the car door was locked. His sopping brown hair stuck to his skin, and covered his eyes, making it difficult to see. After rapping his knuckles against the window a couple of times, the blonde let him in. He sank into the driver's seat, not caring that now the seat was soaking wet as well.

"Naruto." Kiba whispered hoarsely. He vaguely noticed the guilty look Naruto sent him. Turning slowly to look at the blonde, he was met with a pair of lips on his own. They were soft and moist, pressing gently against him. Almost as fast as it had happened, it was gone.

"I want you, Kiba. I want you. And it's so bad! I know you have this girl you have your sights on, but I just needed to get this out. I feel dirty enough for wanting a man as it is, so please don't rub it in my face if you can avoid it." Naruto burst out. His blue eyes were wide and pleading.

"Who said it was a girl?" He said. "For all you know... it could be a beautiful man... with azure blue eyes... and spiky blonde hair... pink, plump lips... and he might look like a fox..."

Kiba pulled Naruto into his lap. The blonde eagerly wrapped his arms around Kiba's neck.

"I'm sorry... did I say girl?... I must have been... too distracted... by a man... with chestnut brown hair... and coffee brown eyes... red tattoos... and a Swastika on his coat..." Naruto said between kisses.

"Naruto, we really have to stop. I'm so... tired." Kiba murmured breathlessly. His forehead was leaning against Naruto's. Both men stared into each other's eyes, hearts beating rapidly. Kiba finally set the blonde in the seat beside him.

"Kiba..." Naruto whined, pulling on the older man's sleeve.

"Naruto!" Kiba mocked. Naruto's bottom lip quivered slightly.

"I'm sorry. For making you run after me. I really am, Kiba." The blonde sucked in a deep breath. Kiba ran a hand through the messy gold locks. Letting out a sigh, Kiba placed a small kiss on his forehead.

"I'm sorry for upsetting you." The brunette said. He vaguely noticed Naruto nod his head. They sat in a comfortable silence for a couple minutes, before a knock on the window interrupted. Kiba's mouth opened slightly. This time, it was not Sakura. It was an enemy. A woman, wearing a typical French woman's outfit was drenched in rainwater.

"Kiba? Open the door." Naruto said, giving the woman outside a quick inspection. Her eyes were a warm brown. Her face was abnormally pale, and her chestnut hair clung to the side of her face. One of her small hands was propped against the window for support. Her short breaths fogged up the glass. Naruto began to panic when he noticed the woman trembling. However, Kiba shook his head violently.

"Open the door!" Naruto screamed urgently. The woman's lips were already turning blue. "No!" Kiba managed to stutter. This French woman could take Naruto away from him.

"Open. The. Door. Now." Naruto said. His voice wavered at the end. It was obvious he was trying to restrain his anger. Finally, Naruto got out of the car and managed to catch the woman before she collapsed onto the floor. Giving Kiba a pleading look, he struggled with the weight of the woman. Kiba clenched his jaw, but easily took the weight from Naruto's arms. He gently placed the woman in the backseat.

"What the hell? Why didn't you open the door?" Naruto questioned from his seat beside the woman. He was cradling her head in his lap. Kiba remained silent.

"Oh. Okay. I'm fine with you ignoring me." Naruto hissed. He took off his relatively dry coat and wrapped it around the woman's small frame.

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The car ride had been silent. The woman had woven in and out of consciousness, and barely managed to utter her name before she slipped back to sleep.

"Ten-ten." Naruto repeated, brushing a few strands of hair away from her face. Her loose braid was beginning to fall apart.

"She can't stay." Kiba muttered. For some reason, his vision was blurring with tears and there was a tight knot in his throat. He was so distressed that he felt like he was on fire, and his trembling hands could barely keep the steering wheel straight. Naruto dove for the wheel when Kiba finally cracked. After parking the car on the side of the road, the blonde sent a furious gaze in Kiba's direction.

"What's wrong with you?" Naruto asked from the passenger seat. The brunette turned away, refusing to show his weakness.

"I don't want her to stay." Kiba said.

"I can tell." Naruto rolled his eyes. "But why?"

Kiba shook his head. The couple revelled in the silence that fell over them. Naruto, being the loud one, was the one to break it.

"I'm not going to leave you. My heart is yours, Kiba."

Kiba was struck silent, but had he not been, he wouldn't have had a chance to answer anyways, as Naruto's attention was now on the pale woman. Her fingers twitched slightly, and her eyes slowly opened. Almost immediately, she sat up and moved away from the two men.

"I-I... What? Where, who? W-who are you?" She stuttered. Her cheeks were tinged pink. Naruto chuckled lightly at the nervous woman.

"I'm Naruto, and this is my... friend Kiba. You actually knocked on our window. So we took you in. We didn't touch you. Promise. We're on our way to Munich." Naruto gave her a small smile, and his eyes sparkled with truthfulness. Somehow, Naruto managed to convince her that they hadn't hurt the poor, blushing woman.

"And I-"

"So you-"

Both Naruto and Ten-ten said at the same time. They remained silent for a couple seconds before bursting into spontaneous laughter. Kiba tried to glare at the woman who was now clutching onto his blonde's arm in her fit of laughter, but couldn't. She seemed so trusting, so innocent.

"So, where did you learn to speak German?" Kiba asked. They were back on the road again, so his eyes were locked intently ahead of him.

"My father is part German. He taught my boyfriend and I." She replied. Suddenly, Kiba realized the seriousness of the situation. There was a Jewish man and a French woman in his car. Naruto was taken care of... but Ten-ten was not.

"Ten-ten, I need you to take your clothes off." A pair of eyes widened at his statement.

"Excuse me? I'm not a prostitute." Ten-ten raised her thin brows.

"If anyone sees you wearing those clothes..." Kiba began, but Naruto finished the sentence for him.

"They'll know you're French and you'll be taken away. Don't worry; he did the same thing for me when we first met."

Kiba almost died. "You're German, idiot!"

"Oh... I see. You can trust me, you know. It's not like anyone else would want me, and you two are pretty alright." Ten-ten said with a cock of her head and a watered down version of a grin. A strange dullness had taken down over eyes.

Naruto nodded fiercely in agreement. Kiba rolled his eyes, but toned down his glare anyways. The two men turned away while Ten-ten undressed and put on an extra pair of clothes Kiba kept in his car. He hadn't put them on when he'd first come in from the rain because they'd been in there for a year or so, and were two sizes too small. The sleeves and pants still had to be rolled up numerous times by a huffing Ten-ten.

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Kiba watched the other body in his bed with interest. Their hair shined in the moonlight, and the most serene expression was on their face. Their chest rose and fell in perfect rhythm. Kiba flipped the light switch, and the room was encased by darkness. He could still see the small form, however. Kiba lifted the blankets and chuckled slightly when the body shivered. Wrapping an arm around the body's waist, Kiba dug his nose into sweet smelling hair. Finally, the person jolted awake after the uncomfortable feeling of hot breath reached them.

"Stop smelling me, Kiba." Naruto whispered.

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Hope you liked it, fiends. Please review if you enjoyed it, and would like another chapter. Love you. WTR