Kiba was panting. He had just taken down three kids from the opposing school all on his own. He spat some blood then whipped his lips. His body might have been in pain, but he sure as hell felt better. Stuffing his hands in his pockets he then left the boys in the alleyway.

As he stood out, he squinted his eyes and raised his hand to shield him from the sunlight. Damn it was sunny out, too sunny. The fuck was up with that? Weather here usually sucked. Slouching he then continued on, hoping it would rain or something. Anything but be this fucking sunny when he was in such a bad mood.

It was no one's fault really, he knew one day this was gonna happen. But he couldn't blame it on anybody, which ticked him off. He wasn't "in love" with Naruto, he knew this because he never felt like doing anything sexual with him. But he did care an awful lot for him. Like an over protected brother sort of way. One who would get extremely jealous if someone other than him got to close. Which was exactly what had happened. What he hated most was the fact that he knew damn better than to go off and beat the ever living shit out of the Uhicha.

As similar as the two boys were, Kiba was hands down the tougher one. Naruto knew he used to get into fights. What he hadn't known was that Kiba continued doing so behind his back. Kiba grew up in the 'wrong side' of town, and still is really. It wasn't a neighbor hood to be proud of. But his family was below average so it didn't give him much of an option.

Having lived in such conditions, Kiba used to steal when he was little. He was really good too. Wallets, picking locks, the whole deal, at the age of six. One day he broke into an apartment. It was a shit hole, so he figured it would be an easy place to break into. When he opened the door though he was in a world of shock. It looked worse on the inside. Smelt god-awful, graffiti everywhere, walls coming apart, and the room before him only had a mattress with a tattered old blanket and a picture framed beside it. Picking up the picture a door then opened and he saw a boy, a boy his age.

"Who are you?"
Kiba blinked a few times.

"I'm…Imma robber!" He yelled as he pulled out a knife towards him. "And I'm not afraid to use this!"

"Go right ahead."

Kiba's world seemed to freeze. There was no hesitance in the voice or any hint of fear. Nor did his face show any such emotions. The way the boy's eyes just bored into his expressionlessly scared him. Kiba's poor hand was shacking. He soon lowered it.

"Thought you said you weren't afraid to use it."
"Normally I'm not…but something don't feel right."

"Oh?"
"Where your parents?"

The boy merely pointed at the picture in Kiba's hands and Kiba could feel the weight of gravity push down on him. His parents where dead.

"Shit. I-I'm sorry…"
"It's not your fault."
"Well no but…I just tried to steal from you. And you don't even have anything."

"I have this."

He then walked up to Kiba and took the picture and hugged it against his chest. "It's the most precious thing in the world."

Now Kiba was gushing. Holy shit he felt bad. I mean, he'd stabbed people and took money but somehow none of it even compared to what it was he saw before him.

"SHIT!"

The boy jolted as Kiba yelled and whipped his eyes and snotty noise.

"…are you okay?"
"Why the hell are you asking me that!?"
The boy then hugged Kiba gently.

"Because you're crying."

Kiba dropped the knife and just stood there in the boys embrace. The boy pulled back and smiled at him.

"Feel better now?"

Naruto's childish chuckle echoed in Kibas head as he walked across the street. It had been awhile since he had a flashback like that. He then looked up at the sky. Naruto had really changed him that day. Even to the point that he even quit stealing. Though he still got into fights and took wallets as trophies. Kiba smirked as he squeezed the credit cards in his pockets from the boys he'd beaten up.

"Now, where to spend all yeah before they realize you're all missing…"

He then walked in front of a window of a toy store and smiled. He remembered taking Naruto in there back when they were little. A toy fox he believed the first gift. Oh what was it called? Kyuubi? Ah the look on that kids face. The way he smiled. Made Kiba so proud of himself and determined to always make sure he'd smiled that way. It was a struggle at first, after all Naruto had it even worse than he did. But over time things at home got better, his mother finally quit drinking and his older sis was finally old enough for a job. With money coming in family life was slowly getting better. Enough to even lend Naruto a hand.

Until he was old enough to start getting jobs over the summer and spring to make up for whatever the government didn't cover. Luckily they had finally found Naruto's godfather, Jiraiya, and didn't need to work all the time. But even then that didn't stop Kiba from being there for him… until now. Kiba frowned. No, he could still be there for him…just not as much…

"DAMN IT!"

He slammed his hand hard enough on a brick wall to make it bleed a little. It was weird. It was like…maybe it wasn't Naruto who needed someone. More like…He needed someone to need him. Kiba gritted his teeth. He would never admit that though…

"Oooh that had to hurt."

Kiba twitched as he looked up to see-

"Shino?" Kiba looked at him in disbelieve "The hell-? …on second thought, I don't want to know."

"You shouldn't steal you know."
"Huh?"
Shino then pointed at his pocket. Kiba snorted.

"What now? You my mother or something?"
"He wouldn't approve of this-"

"Shut up!"

He glared at Shino angrily. Shino sighed.

"They were clearly not enough."

"Huh?" Kiba asked confused as Shino took off his coat.

Taking off his sunglasses he then glanced over at Kiba and raised his hand.

"Come on." He then bent his fingers towards himself. "Show me what you got."

Kiba smirked.

"If that's what you want!" He then lunged at Shino. "You're going down!"

"…"

"You were saying?"
"Get the fuck off me!"

Kiba wailed as he squirmed underneath Shino who was sitting comfortably on his back with the cards in hand. Shino smirked and got off him to go put on his coat.

"Let's go return these."

"Why the hell for! I won them!"
"Cause it would be rather silly to have them since the money you were gonna spend them on is food I'm going to cover for anyways."

Kiba looked at him completely blown away. That is, until his stomach started to growl which caused Kiba to blush. Shino chuckled.

"Come on the sooner we give these back the sooner we'll eat."

Kiba shoved his hands in his pockets, pouted, and followed Shino not too far behind.

"I want pizza."
"Alright then."
"Real pizza. None of that fake shit you get through fast food joints."
"Very well."
"With pickles." Kiba smirked hoping to get a reaction out of him.

"…so longs I'm not eating it."

Kiba laughed.

"Oh no, I'm am SO gonna make you eat one."
"You will do no such thing."
"Challenge excepted!"
Shino rolled his eyes just before putting on his sunglasses. It was really nice out today…