Disclaimer: Still don't own Naruto, not even after all this time
Note: So… It's been a while. I can't really expect any of you followers to still actually be following this, but I hope at least some are. I found this on my old computer, and it was already 90% written, just had to fill in some gaps and smooth it out. Anyway, here it is…
Chapter Whatever: Man Up
Kankuro woke up the next morning with a mission. It was time he approached Kiba, as there was no point in waiting on the dog-nin to do it himself. The puppet-nin had gotten signals from the younger man and acted on them. He now realized it was at the wrong time though, which scared Kiba off… but then he came back. He had obviously wanted to say something, but ran off again before doing so. Kankuro grinns at the memory, 'He was too busy lusting over me to even form a sentence.'
Rolling out of bed, Kankuro heads to the bathroom for a shower, talking quietly to himself, "I'm going to settle this once and for all. This time I'll be the one paying someone a visit." He grins before stepping into the warm water.
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While going about his morning routine, which mostly involves feeding himself and Akamaru, followed by showering while Akamaru roams around outside to get some exercise, Kiba hears a knock. Stepping from the bathroom and throwing a shirt on, he heads toward the door "pretty sure Akamaru doesn't knock… I wonder who it could be." Opening the door to see Kankuro standing confidently in front of him, warmth stirs in Kiba's stomach as he looks the puppeteer up and down, 'Look who it is...' An audible sigh escapes Kiba's mouth, 'and he's looking sexy as ever.' He pushes the thought away, regretting having let his mind wander so freely the day before. He can't face Kankuro, not without those thoughts resurfacing. He wants Kankuro, badly. Hell, he needs Kankuro, but he still needs more time to think. "I'm busy, you should leave."
Kankuro rolls his eyes, "Why would I do that after coming all this way to see you?"
"Because I said so."
"That's not a good enough reason."
"I'm busy," Kiba turns to walk away, swinging the door shut behind him.
A quick hand stops the door from closing as Kankuro follows the Inuzuka into the house, "Doing what?"
"None of your business," the dog-nin turns around, staring daggers at Kankuro, who was already through the doorway, closing the door behind him.
"I'm making it my business," Kankuro takes a step toward Kiba. He came here with a purpose and wasn't going anywhere until it was settled.
Kiba snaps, the pent-up lust and frustration releasing in an explosion of anger, "I said LEAVE." He shoves the puppet-nin violently, slamming his back against the wall.
Kankuro recovers instantly, overcharged by adrenaline. Chakra rushes to his fingertips, loosing strings on the Inuzuka's wrists, holding him in place, "Damnit, Mutt, what the fuck is wrong with you?"
Kiba snarls from low in his throat, practically barking at the older man, "You want to know what's wrong?" He takes a step toward Kankuro, straining against the chakra restraining his arms, animal instinct flashing in his eyes.
"No, I asked just for the hell of it," Kankuro growls back, looming over the Inuzuka, prepared to fight.
Kiba presses his body roughly against the puppet-master's, pinning him against the wall, "You make me so fucking hot," he leans in close, licking Kankuro's ear, "that I don't know what to do with myself."
The words send a chill down Kankuro's spine to end as a familiar twitch in his groin. His restrains on Kiba's wrists fade as anger melts from his mind, his body relaxing. "Is that so?"
The Inuzuka growls, snapping animalistically at Kankuro's ear, barely missing the lobe.
Kankuro runs his hands down Kiba's sides, reaching around to grip the other teen's ass. He rolls his hips forward, stifling a groan as their groins collide through layers of cloth. "Then do something about it."
Without thinking, Kiba presses his lips forcefully against the other man's, snaking his tongue past lips to dance with Kankuro's. The puppeteer returns the kiss, fighting for dominance as he runs his tongue against Kiba's before ghosting it across the younger man's lips. Hands still grasping Kiba's ass, he grinds their hips together, enjoying the soft moan Kiba releases against his lips.
In one swift motion Kankuro switches positions with Kiba and removes his shirt, pressing the younger man's bare skin against the wall. He runs his hands up smooth skin, circling his thumbs around perk nipples. Kiba throws his head against the wall with a groan, "Ahh, fuck, don't stop doing that." Kiba grinds his hips against Kankuro's, desperate for more friction as the older man attacks the Inuzuka's exposed neck with teeth and tongue.
Kiba growls as a warm mouth runs from his neck down to his chest. He stares at Kankuro as the man in front of him drops down on his knees, lips brushing across the Inuzuka's lower stomach. Kankuro's fingers grip the elastic of pants hung low on Kiba's hips, as he looks up, locking eyes with the Inzuka.
Kiba stares back into dark eyes, a warmth rushing to his face, "You're not about to stop now are you?" He barks as he turns away with a blush.
Kankuro grins and swiftly pulls Kiba's pants to the floor, revealing the younger man's throbbing erection, "Oh, I'm far stopping, Mutt." The puppet-nin ends the sentence by slowly dragging a tongue along the hard cock in front of him, before wrapping his lips around it and sucking hard.
Kiba had run his hands through thick brown hair with a loud moan, pushing the older teen's head further onto his member when a knock sounded at the door.
"Shit" Kankuro muttered into the warm flesh in his mouth.
Kiba yelped, "Damn it Kankuro, watch the teeth."
Kankuro pulls himself away from the organ, "Oh man up, it couldn't have hurt that bad."
"Fuck you."
"We were getting there." Another knock echoes through the room, "Someone's impatient. Put some clothes on, you're not decent."
Kiba stares at Kankuro, dumbfounded, "You know, sometimes you can be an ass."
Kankuro grins sheepishly, "Flattery will get you nowhere, Mutt."
Kiba rolls his eyes and starts to put on his clothes. A third knock. "Give me a minute, geez." He rushes to the door, giving Kankuro a shove as he passes, knocking him off balance.
"Bitch." Kankuro growls from the floor.
Kiba turns back, flashing a toothy grin, "My bad."
Kiba opens the door to see Sakura standing anxiously in the doorway, slightly out of breath from sprinting to the Inuzuka compound.
"Kiba, Lady Tsunade needs to speak with you, it's urgent. You need to meet with her before the end of the day, I apologize for such a short notice." The kunoichi glances over Kiba's shoulder to Kankuro, who still lay sprawled on the floor, "Oh, hey Kankuro." She stares at the man quizzically, slipping into her thoughts. After a few silent moments, her glazed eyes snap back to reality, "Lady Tsunade wanted to see you too. But you should wait until after she meets with Kiba."
The puppet-nin nods and pulls himself to his feet. "Thank you for letting me know, now if you don't mind, I'll be going now." He turns to Kiba, expression turning sly, "Swing by my place after you speak with the Hokage, that way I'll know to make my way over next." Placing a hand on the Inuzuka's shoulder, he flashes a playful grin before stepping out of the door, strolling casually off the front porch and into the street.
Kiba's eyes follow Kankuro as he walks down the street, restraining the boiling lust in his stomach. Once the puppet-nin was out of sight, Kiba's gaze returns to Sakura, "I'll go see Lady Tsunade now, thank you for coming to get me."