Sorry it was so late this week guys and gals. Had some problems trying to set the mood for this chapter. It's a drama filled one. :) Sort of. Anyway! Enjoy.
The trip back was painful; the venom began spreading from his forearm to his hand and upper arm. It was a laborious process because every once in a while they would have to stop so Ino could attempt to slow the spread of poison. It would work and recede, the swelling going down slightly only to flare up again an hour into their trip. Kiba couldn't feel his arm; it was swollen, reddened with blotches of black and the festering wound was starting to puss, making it almost impossible for him to keep a grip on Akamaru's fur.
As they bolted through the canopy of trees toward Konoha, Kiba couldn't help his wandering mind from passing out on occasion. He'd pass out, wake up with a jar or a movement, and have to grip ahold of Akamaru so he wouldn't fall.
"Sorry boy," he'd murmur, nuzzling his nose against the ninja hound's soft fur.
It went on like this for a little while, his eyes becoming heavy and his body tensing up to send shooting pains from his arm and up his shoulder. He needed to stay awake, to be conscious when they reached Konoha but the harder he fought it the easier it was for him to pass out. Suddenly he felt something hard and his eyes flew open. He was lying face up, on the ground, staring at the trees above. Akamaru came into view, whining as Ino leaned over him, an exasperated look on her face.
"I may have to use a tourniquet," Ino said, her hands moving over his arm quickly, the green glow emanating a warmth that soothed his enflamed skin. "If we don't get him back he could very well loose this arm."
At this Kiba's eyes went wide and he willed himself to bolt up, standing in front of Ino-Shika-Cho. He knew he wasn't balanced, swaying slightly and shuffling his foot forward to hold his weight. Akamaru was in front of him now, looking at him with worried eyes.
"Kiba-kun," Ino whispered, shaking her head. "You can't move on your own. If you do the poison will only spread up your arm and into your chest. Instead of losing an arm you'd lose your life."
"Then let's move," Kiba growled, moving to straddle Akamaru again. Shikamaru nodded and lead them through the woods again, Kiba's arm throbbing in protest. He willed all of his chakra to his injured arm; doing everything he could to slow the spread. Ino kept a close eye on him, keeping pace with Akamaru to check Kiba's vitals every few minutes.
Kiba's mind wandered now and he wondered what would happen if he did lose consciousness. Would he be saved at the hospital? Would he loose an arm? Would mom be there? Who would take care of Akamaru? So many questions came across his mind and he did everything he could to think of logical answers for them, the slight conversation in his mind keeping him conscious. He knew they were close to Konoha, not much further until he could see those large doors welcoming him home.
He pictured his mother's scowling face when she saw the wound, Hana's worried gasps as they wheeled him into E.R. and Yuka… Kiba felt a twinge of pain in his arm and groaned, gripping his elbow with his uninjured hand. What would Yuka think? Would she even be there? Kiba tried to shake these thoughts from his head but the same image of Yuka's smiling face kept popping up, making him close his eyes to block it out. She was still there, watching him, waiting. It was almost unnerving how her green eyes never left him, how they pressed and questioned him about everything that could possibly exist within him. Then, he imagined those green eyes looking at Shikamaru that way and his temper flared, glaring over at Shikamaru with obvious disdain. The nin didn't notice as he pressed his team further into the trees toward Konoha.
Kiba couldn't understand his jealousy. It came from nowhere. Yuka had made it very clear to him that she would decide when the time was right. She was still a stranger in Konoha and hadn't even received her official headband. Kiba didn't want to push her, didn't want to scare her away with his ferocity but he had never felt anything like this for any woman. What was worse was that he didn't know what spurred it on, what brought that intense feeling that overwhelmed him when it came to Yuka.
The images of his past relationships flung through his mind, one after another. He'd never had a permanent one; never really referred to the women he associated with as girlfriends. It was too simple to call them girlfriends. Their initial thrill, companionship, and love faded as the night turned into day. Maybe that's why Tsume was so frustrated with him.
"Men will be men," she'd once said to him through angry eyes one afternoon. "Just make sure your play mates use the side entrance."
Kiba groaned again, his arm throbbing. It was still swollen and starting to splotch up his forearm into his bicep. He could see Ino watching him with worried eyes so he just flashed her a grin. She shook her head, a slight grin coming to her own face. Then, her eyes went wide and she sped up, catching up with Shikamaru to whisper something in his ear. He nodded in understanding and she bolted off toward the right, leaving Choji and Shikamaru as his escort.
"W-what was-?"
"We're almost to Konoha. She's going to get you some help to meet us at the hospital," Shikamaru said, looking at Kiba over his shoulder. Choji was racing along behind them, watching his friend with a fearsome face.
Kiba just nodded, the familiar smells of the village flooding his nose. He'd lost focus in that fight back there and for the first time was feeling more than frustrated with himself. He let his guard down and fell right into Orochimaru's venom. As they approached the village gate he could see a couple of Shinobi heading their way. Kiba could barely recognize them because his vision was going blurry, their voices barely reaching him as his world went dark. What he wouldn't give for Tsunade-sama to still be around right now.
Kiba woke immediately, the pain lighting a fire under his skin. He screamed out, his eyes scanning the room. Above him were Shizune-sama and two other shinobi. Both looked shocked that he was awake and quickly moved their hands to his shoulders, pressing him against the cold hard surface he was laying on. His eyes darted back and forth, watching as the two shinobi in long white suits and gloves held him on his back, Shizune's eye's flying wide in shock and then narrowing in concentration.
"For god's-sake! Where is Ino with Yuka!? He's awake again. We need to put him back under…" her voice trailed off, her hands going to his arm. He felt an overwhelming burning sensation, his body arching off the hard surface instinctively as he let out a loud growl. He wasn't sure if it was a throaty scream from his own lips or the screams from the other two shinobi attempting to hold him down because in his pain he had grown long nails, his body tightening and growing to beastly size. He hadn't registered it yet because he was thrashing around angrily, his claws gripping the edge of the solid surface he was on. But there was a loud bang and then a frantic voice. He recognized it as Ino's but could barely make out their conversation, bits and pieces reaching his ears.
"She's on her way with Hinata-chan…"Ino's voice urged. The conversation continued and Kiba could hear Shizune in hurried tones, her voice growing more urgent with every second. The two shinobi in the white coats were restraining Kiba, strapping him down and restricting his arms.
"If she doesn't get here soon we'll have to operate and he may lose his arm," Shizune said, turning away from Kiba. "I've tried reversing it, drawing it out, using my own chakra to destroy it, and I've even used Anko's cells to try and repair any damage but it's all having negative effect."
"Is the venom that advanced?"
"It's something I've never seen before. I can only hope Yuka can pull it out with her powers. If not then he's going to be in bad shape."
Just then another bang and Kiba tensed, his body arching in extreme pain. A sharp pain from his arm went shooting up his shoulder causing his breath to hitch. He couldn't breathe now, his hands trying to go to his throat but they were restrained. He gasped, trying to pull air into his lungs but it wasn't working. Just then there was a loud sound.
"It's reached his throat! It's closing up and he can't breathe! Knock him out and then move out of the damn way," Shizune growled, three familiar faces coming into view before Kiba's world went dark again.
"You think he'll be awake soon?" a voice asked and Kiba recognized it instantly as Hinata's.
"Should be any time now," Ino's voice chimed. She was closer by.
"He's just lucky he didn't lose that arm," Shikamaru reminded.
Kiba inhaled through his nose and could immediately tell who was all in the room. He was surprised to find so many. Hinata, Ino, Shikamaru, Choji, Hana, Shino, and Akamaru were all in the room, all emanating a smell of fear.
"You should have seen him on the operating table," Ino said, her voice lowering to a whisper. "He grew claws, fangs, and his eyes glazed over to pure black. His body was huge too. Like it doubled in size right then and there."
"That's an Inzuka Alpha trick," Hana's voice floated in. "Our father had it as well. Kiba is the next Alpha of our clan so naturally he'd inherit this ability."
"Wow, so does that mean you have it too, Hana-chan?" Hinata asked.
"No, I don't believe so. The Alpha is the only one blessed with the ability of the beast," Hana assured.
"Well, we already knew Kiba was a beast," Choji said between bites of his favorite barbeque chips. Kiba could smell them.
"How is a ninja supposed to sleep around here?" Kiba groaned, a slight smirk forming on his face. All was silent for a second and then he felt Hana's hand grasp his good arm.
"Kiba! Oh thank goodness. Shizune-sama was worried about fever," she said, looking him over thoroughly.
"I'm fine, sis," he said, moving to sit up. He felt a sharp pain in his arm and stopped, looking down at it. It was wrapped in a layer of padding and wrap, a smelly substance coating his skin underneath. He could smell it more than he could feel it. He then looked about the room. Ino was standing next to Choji, Shikamaru sitting in a chair just across from him, an intent look on his face. Hana was next to him, her hand resting on his uninjured arm. Shino was standing behind Hinata watching him intently, or so he assumed. Hinata however was misty eyed, her lip trembling. Kiba just grinned at her.
Hinata was so loving and generous; it was obvious she cared for him. They were like brother and sister from the time they were twelve. He'd stick up for Hinata, protect her, and she'd always encourage him. It was more than he could ever hope for in another sister. He then noticed that Jiraiya wasn't with her and his eyes went wide. She must have read his mind cause a grin broke out on her face.
"He's fine," she whispered. "He's staying with Neji and TenTen." Kiba just nodded, leaning back against his pillows again. "He was really worried about you though. Kept asking all kinds of questions."
"Of course he was! I'm his favorite uncle after all," Kiba admits, nodding his head hoping to lighten the mood around the room. It worked somewhat because Shikamaru grinned and he could see Hana's clear reaction of approval.
"So, do you want to hear what happened?" Shikamaru asked, observing Kiba. Kiba sat up now, his arm cradled in his lap.
"Tell me everything," he said, his eyes roaming the room. He was a bit annoyed to see that Yuka wasn't there.
"Well, we got you back to Konoha unconscious," Shikamaru began and Choji nodded his agreement. "We took you right to the hospital and Shizune-sama prepped you. She said you woke up during the prep and were thrashing around and screaming in pain from the wound. Said your features got rougher and your claws and teeth grew to beastly sizes."
"I was actually scared of you," Ino added, rolling her eyes.
"Well, after finally knocking your happy ass back out Yuka showed up and saved you," Shikamaru said. "No one knew how either because Shizune-sama said she had tried everything. Drawing it out, creating an antidote, attacking the cells with her own chakra… nothing worked."
"It was amazing," Ino said in a soft voice. "Yuka didn't even look scared. Like she just knew what to do and did it. I observed as best I could but her area of expertise is beyond anything I can comprehend."
"I heard it was amazing from Shizune," Hana said, looking down at her little brother. "We owe Yuka a huge debt of gratitude."
"Where is Yuka?" Kiba asked, his eyes roaming around the room again. He knew she wasn't here. He couldn't smell her anywhere nearby.
"She went to speak to Konohamaru," Hinata said, her eyes downcast. "She was pissed at him."
"What I don't understand is why," Shikamaru said, looking over at Hinata. "I mean, sure if she'd have gone with us like she originally wanted to she could have healed Kiba right then and there but it seems as if she's pissed about something else. One would assume it's because if she would have went along we might have had a chance at capturing Orochimaru. However, when I asked her what was wrong she shrugged me off."
"I don't understand her obsession with Orochimaru," Ino pressed, looking at Shikamaru knowingly. "Care to enlighten us now, Shikamaru?"
Suddenly all the eyes in the room turned to him. He sighed, putting a hand behind his head to rub the back of his neck. "Ugh, this is such a drag. I didn't want to have to tell others but now I guess I have no choice. She told Hokage-sama and me that her parents were mercilessly killed by Orochimaru in his search for jutsu when she was a child."
The room remained silent for a moment as Akamaru paced about, his tail wagging and his nose resting against Kiba's injured arm. Kiba let this new bit of information wash over him. So that was her deal, that's why she was so determined to go after Orochimaru. She was avenging her parent's murders. Kiba couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl he'd met that day in The Hidden Rain, her eyes fierce as she loomed over him. He remembers it now, that look of desperation and hatred in her eyes. It was palpable to say the least.
"I don't buy into all of it," Shikamaru whispered, looking around the room. "Maybe it's just me, and maybe I'm being way too cautious, but when she came here I noticed something odd. As I watched her during that fight with Hokage-sama I realized that all of her moves were calculated. Down to the last hand sign and step. She wanted us to believe she wasn't calculating her movements and throw us off. I've also noticed this in her day to day activities."
"Jiraiya is a bit more cautious of her too," Hinata admits, looking at Shikamaru. "Do you think she's hiding something?"
"Of course she is," Shino spoke up now, gaining everyone's attention. "Even though I find her to be extremely attractive I keep my mind objective to her intentions." Ino's eyes went wide and Hinata couldn't help but cover her mouth in curious delight. "I noticed after the exam with Kakashi-sensei a few days ago that-"
"A few days?!" Kiba interrupted, his eyes darting around. "How long have I been out?"
"Two days, now as I was saying," Shino said, continuing his sentence. "I noticed that she got angry, almost impossibly so and when she did her power increased to twice her normal fighting ability. When I encountered her for the first time in the forest she was fast and had skill but I didn't think anything of it. However, it seems odd that her powers would increase so drastically because of emotions."
"What are you getting at, Shino-kun?" Hinata asked, eyeing him.
"I'm saying, she may be hiding herself from our prying eyes," Shino admitted.
"I get it," Shikamaru said, nodding at Shino. He then stood up. "It would explain some of her behavior but I don't think it is a good idea to rouse suspicion amongst ourselves. She may not officially be a leaf ninja yet but she will be."
"Father has had his suspicions of her since day one as well," Ino admitted. "He kept saying protocol should be followed, no matter the victim. That's why I convinced him to let me pry into her mind my way; through honesty and friendship."
Shikamaru sighed and turned to Ino. "We think she is here for a reason that is less than noble. Her moves have been, since she first came in contact with us, precise and staged. It was only the other day when emotion over-ruled her that her chakra spiked and became dangerous, her façade fading. If you ask me she's not here to make friends or rejoin family. She has a bigger plan than that."
Hinata's eyes lit up in first horror and then concern. Kiba, Ino, and Choji were still unsure of what they meant. Hana was gripping Kiba's arm gently, her eyes closed in concentration. Kiba looked around at them, his eyes feeling heavy again. He cursed whatever drugs Shizune had him taking and could see Hinata looking at him in concern.
"Listen, all of you," Shikamaru whispered. "Yuka is smart, cunning, and is definitely an opportunist. Do not underestimate her but more importantly, don't let her detect any suspicion in your words or actions. If she is up to something we'll find out soon enough. In the mean-time let's just keep an eye on her and try to earn her trust the same way we have been. Especially you, Hinata-chan."
"I can't put my son in danger just because I don't want to rouse her suspicion!" Hinata protested, shaking her head.
"You can protect him," Ino assured her. "You'll always be around him when he's around her and I'm sure Jiraiya can hold himself well, even if his opponent is Yuka. At the very least someone with that byakugan will be able to keep an eye on him."
"It doesn't feel right," Hinata whispered, her eyes floating to the ground. "I don't doubt Shikamaru-kun's reasoning or Shino-kun's judgment but I do doubt the intentions she has. Pretending to be her friend; doubting her words and actions would only drive her further away."
"To be honest I have had these suspicions since we met her. We are shinobi… the world isn't always obvious," Shikamaru assured. "But I've genuinely tried to help her, tried to be her friend, Hinata-chan, but everything she says and does is so calculated. I can't help but be suspicious."
"Her behavior at the club threw me," Ino finally admitted. "She was controlled, shy, and quiet before we got some drinks into her. After that she was dominant, like a predator with confidence to back it up."
"That is true," Hinata chimed. "But that doesn't mean she's some sort of enemy. Maybe she was just letting loose?"
"That's the point, Hinata-chan," Choji said now. "If she was herself the whole time she wouldn't have a reason to let loose. She'd be like that all the time."
"We all become different after some drinks though," Hana said, her eyes betraying the surprise she held in her big hazel eyes.
"Yes, but this is different," Shikamaru assured. Kiba could barely stay awake, his eyes drifting shut slowly and then opening again quickly. Hana must have noticed because she squeezed his arm before turning to the group.
"We'll discuss this more later. I'm curious about it as well but right now Kiba needs his rest," Hana said, glancing down at him. "Come to the compound tomorrow to visit him. He should be home by then. He's under orders from Hokage-sama to recover for a few days."
"Will do," Shikamaru said, moving toward the door. He then paused, looking back at the group. "Don't forget; don't let your suspicion overwhelm you. She will be able to tell."
They all agreed, Kiba's world going fuzzy again. His concern for Yuka's true motivation made his stomach turn, his head throbbing in protest. What did she really want? Why did she become intimate with him? Was this part of some sick sadistic game? Could she possibly be ignorant of the effect she's having on those who consider her a friend? Was it all an act?
This last question made Kiba angry, his fists balling up under the soft covers of the hospital bed. If she had been playing on his emotions the whole time, making him believe that she could feel something for him, he'd be more than willing to show her why he was the Alpha of his clan. No one played with his emotions like that, especially some girl who he barely knew.
He noticed Hana was watching him now, his eyes feeling too heavy to keep open much longer. She just smiled softly at him before kissing his forehead. She was always loving toward him; the little brother she'd always wanted. "Don't worry too much about it Kiba," she said. "Yuka saved your arm and your life. It doesn't matter what her motivation was behind it. You can confront her when you're feeling better, okay?"
He just shrugged, his eyes drifting from his sister's face to the bed. "I'm not worried about it," he murmured. She just grinned, nodding and moving to sit down next to him.
"I'll take you home tonight after Shizune gives me the go-ahead," Hana said.
Kiba just yawned now, his body screaming for relief. He hated that he felt so weak and the last thing he remembers before falling back to sleep was Hana's hand on his forehead, softly pushing his hair away from his eyes.
Kiba woke with a start. He hadn't meant to do so but he shot up in bed, his eyes roaming the dark room around him. He was back at his own home, the smell of fresh mind filling his nostrils. His mother was making tea again. He moved to push the covers from over his legs when he spotted someone sitting in the corner of his room. He nearly jumped up but they closed the gap, kneeling over him with heavy breath. Kiba's first reaction was to push them off and gain the advantage but he quickly recognized the scent, going rigid.
Yuka sat perched above him, her eyes intent as she held his shoulders down with her hands. He could make out the outline of her face and her silhouette but her facial expression was hidden in the dark.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous. After realizing that he never knew the girls true intentions, he didn't want to stomach the sight of her, let alone allow her to hover over him like a coroner.
Her hands pressing on his shoulders lightened, her full body weight now focused on her feet. He took this opportunity to move, jumping up so he was standing next to her. However he shouldn't have done that; a throbbing in his arm made a sharp pain shoot across his chest. He gasped, clutching his arm tightly. He could feel Yuka's hands on his arm now, pushing him forcefully back on the bed.
"Stop moving around," she hissed, pressing him down harder. Her hands were warm with the force of chakra. He just groaned, moving to relax his body on the bed again.
"Why are you here?" he spat, his eyes narrowing. He then remembered Shikamaru's words, mentally kicking himself. Kiba grabbed her hand, hoping it would cover his tracks. "I thought you'd abandoned me."
Her hand tensed briefly in his own before relaxing, lowering her body onto the bed to sit next to his hip. Kiba's eyes were adjusting to the dark in the room, his gaze wandering over her again. She sat rigidly, her one hand still in his the other in her lap. He could see her turn to look at him, his hand slowly letting her fingers slip through his. She put them both in her lap now, looking down at the ground before speaking.
"Your mother wanted me to watch over you for a little while. I didn't go anywhere though, I just needed to recover," she whispered, her voice sounding weak, almost trembling. Kiba couldn't help but think that she was quite the actress. He could facilitate her, if only to remove any suspicion she held about his reaction.
"It was one hell of a poison," Kiba commented, glancing at the ceiling. Yuka just nodded, not looking over at him. "Did you hear about what we found?"
"Found?" she feigned, her eyes glancing over at him. "I know you ran into Orochimaru and nearly died. That was too close; hopefully you found his hiding spot?"
Kiba just rolled his eyes, looking away now. He knew it wasn't general concern for his well being that motivated her to ask him about the lair, his stomach turning in protest. This girl was raising anger in him he never knew he was capable of. She kept the act up, her soft voice and gentle concern feeding the mask she was wearing.
The moments slipped by silently, Kiba's mind reeling. He didn't want to force himself to get along with this girl anymore. He didn't want to pretend that she was an innocent girl brought from her home to be sheltered by Konoha. Most of all he didn't want to pretend that she didn't owe him some answers.
Before he could stop himself he shot up, grabbing her by the wrist and slammed her against his wall, her eyes going wide in shock. Kiba glared down at her, realizing that he was almost a head taller than her, his menacing form holding her in place. He hadn't even noticed that he was shirtless; the only cover offered to him a pair of loose fitting slacks. "Enough," he breathed, his nose inches from hers. He could see her bright green eyes reflected in the light leaking from the window above; the moon full and shining. "Enough with the act Yuka; why did you save me?"
At first she looked at him like he was insane and then it dawned on her, her eyes narrowing dangerously. Kiba almost stepped back from the sudden icy danger; she looked practically murderous. She then relaxed, a slight grin forming on her face. "Why? Why did I save you?" she repeated, humming over the words.
"No more games," he said, tightening his grip on her wrist. He could feel her pulse beneath his fingers; it was steady. "I know your not truly here to become a part of Konoha. I don't know what your plan is but I can guarantee you're not fooling me. So spill it! Why did you save me?"
At this she just shrugged, her other hand coming up to grip the back of his neck, entangling in the hair there. She pulled on it, Kiba wincing as his head tilted back so that he was staring up out the window. He crushed her harder against the wall now, his body holding her in place.
"Don't patronize me," she whispered, her eyes staring up at him in clear distaste. "I didn't do it because I cared." She then scoffed, a slight chuckle escaping her lips. "You ninja in Konohagakure are so hung up on the notion that bonds and friendship build peace. You can't see what your bonds and friendships have done to others, what it is still doing."
"Don't be immature," Kiba growled, forcing her to release her grip slightly as he peered down at her. "We've heard that argument before and have learned from it. You cannot hold the village responsible for your misfortune. That's just selfish."
"No," she said. "What is selfish is turning a blind eye to the suffering your bonds have caused." She struggled against his hand, trying to slip from his grip but he held her in place, slamming her frame against the wall again with a soft thud.
"You had me fooled for a second," Kiba said, a hint of sarcasm and annoyance tinting his voice. "Your cooperation, you're obviously well rehearsed mannerisms, and the concern you pretended to have for those around you. Tell me, is it fun watching us squirm under your will? Is that how you lost your parents?"
At this her eyes went wide, glaring up at him. "Fuck you. You have no idea what happened, who or where I was," she spat, her free hand clawing into his neck. He inhaled sharply before biting his bottom lip, an obvious quip of his.
"And I don't care. You're prescience here is dangerous, both for the village and for the ones I love," he said, his eyes roaming her now well lit face. For the first time he saw real fear within them. It was amazing, that slight flutter of uncertainly flashing across her bright orbs. "The question is: what to do with you?"
He could feel her heart beat quicken, his long fingers still gripping her wrist. She looked vulnerable, truly weak for the first time since he met her. It was almost a heady feeling and Kiba couldn't help but grin. This, this was how he was with women. He never fed into their bull, they fell for him and he in turn dominated their lives, if only for one night. Kiba then realized what he was thinking, his eyes widening slightly before he regained his composure. That wasn't the real him. Yes, he was dominating, strong and wanted the same traits in his women, but he was never harsh. If anything he was devout and loving beyond any explanation. This was his problem, he was sure.
"You can't do anything," she whispered, her eyes peering up at him through heavy lids. She was confident in the words she spoke, even though this man beast that she'd barely been able to subdue a few days ago looked down at her with predatory hunger. "I've done nothing to harm the people of this village, nor have I in any way betrayed the Konoha. But you are right." At this he growled, his eyes scanning her now rigid face. "Settle down," she purred, managing to move her hand from his hair down over his shoulder, gently trailing his neck and chest. "If you're worried about Hinata or Jiraiya I can assure you that they will never be in harms way. In fact, they are probably the most well protected asset Konoha keeps."
"If you even lay one finger on that boy…"
"Settle down pup," she barked, reminding him of his mother somewhat. "They are fine. Everyone will be fine. You accuse me of being deceptive, of having ulterior motives but you're being a hypocrite. You deceive everyone by pretending to be normal but we both know your not. Ever since that war, ever since the death of that stupid Hokage of yours you've been wallowing like a child; lost in anger."
"I don't need a moral or emotional lesson from you," he spat. "Your words mean nothing to me at this point. I want information and answers."
"I don't have anything to tell you," she assured, her nails digging into his chest slowly. She could feel small droplets of blood seep over her fingertips and grinned, flicking her tongue out to clean it away. "But you are right on one point. I am dangerous."
At this Kiba lifted her off her feet, still pinned against the wall. Her arm was above her head, Kiba looking her in the eye with fearsome abandon. Yuka stared in awe for a moment, his eyes glazing over pure black, much like the beast he was forming into. His nails lengthened into claws, drawing a stream of blood from Yuka's wrist as he held her up. His cheeks became more rigid, the structure changing and sharpening like his canines that were now protruding over his bottom lip as he smirked at her. "So am I."
WOO. Next chapter is Yuka's POV of what happened while Kiba was recovering. You'll see. Hoping to have it up by next Tuesday night. Maybe doing 2 chapters next week. :D Don't forget to review! Would love some constructive criticism or at the very least some rants. Good or bad. I'm here to learn.