A/N: KibaShino. Because though it has now been written, we
need MORE of it, dammit. And also because Shino's hair looks
like a federal disaster area half the time, if that makes any
. . . I have a hair obsession, 'kay?
"The Normal Euphoria"
Shino's hair is a frizzy, rumpled mess. It looks like he got
struck by lightning and never bothered to brush it out after he
recovered. Even Kiba's own tousled locks are nothing next to
the horror of Shino's bedhead.
But Shino doesn't care about such things. He is no Ino or
Sakura who primps and fusses, nor even a Neji who at least
brushes and binds. His hair is all tangles and snarl-balls and,
if he even gave it that moment of consideration, could probably
easily be persuaded into dreadlocks. He doesn't, of course, so
it most likely never will be.
It kind of annoys Kiba, though, which is something no one
expected. Kiba doesn't mind getting messy, after all; it's just
the sight of the perfectly stoic Shino with his finger-in-the-
wall-socket hair that bothers him. Not all the time, true, but
today . . . today it does.
"Sit still," Kiba orders, brandishing fingernails that are more
like claws. Shino is rightfully suspicious, but does as told
(since he was already doing so anyway and doesn't want to move).
Sometimes he feels that Kiba orders him around simply to
enforce the fact that Shino does whatever he damn well pleases
and they all know it, but doesn't actually care enough to be
boss. Kiba can be strange like that. Shino thinks Kurenai said
something about hierarchy or pack mentality once.
Shino does not understand much about the way a pack works. A
beehive, a wasp nest, an anthill? Easy to comprehend. But the
reason that Kiba is Kiba? Such a thing is beyond Shino and his
So he sits, and Kiba's claws-but-not-claws rake through his
hair, impatient and rough but never really painful. Never
really anything but there.
There is a flea on Kiba's neck. Shino beckons it away before
Kiba forgets and scratches. They have a sort-of agreement.
Kiba doesn't squash bugs, Shino doesn't kick dogs, and neither
of them deliberately upsets Hinata.
There are other nuances to it, but that is the basic idea. It
is really almost all that matters to either of them.
When they made the agreement, though, Kiba did not feel calm
inside like his soul was being stroked when he was around Shino
and Shino did not feel like his heart was darting around his
chest like a drunken dragonfly every time that Kiba touched him.
Neither of them felt any need to hide any part of themselves
out of any reason besides habit.
Now, both would quite willingly stab themselves in the eye with
a kunai before they spoke of this thing. It has become "taboo,"
like the way that certain things are for Team 10. It is like
that word about Chouji or talking bad about "Sasuke-kun" or
asking Shikamaru why he REALLY doesn't care about anything at
all. It is understood.
And what is love, anyway? Kissing and hugging and saying it all
the time? There's not much better than throwing yourself
between, say, a set of acupuncture needles and the object of
your affection to prove the depth and sincerity of your
feelings. Flowers pale in comparison to the well-thrown
Emotions do not need to be stated; familiarity does not need to
be sought. There can be no awkwardness between those whose
lives depend on each other. If there is doubt, there is death.
Shino and Kiba both know this. They also know that they have a
B-rank mission coming up and that they could quite possibly die
on it. And really, what is worse than the word unsaid?
Kiba's finger-claws and Shino's snarl-ball hair, and everything
they want that is nothing like but still the logical
continuation of what they'd had before. A lifespan as short as
a shinobi's does not wait for love, fussing and complaining
because one party is too loud or the other too distant and
Kiba wants to feel all these things that the stories talk about
with Shino. To wake up with him and go to sleep with him and
catch him between those times and kiss him blind. Shino wants
to feel those things as well. He wants Kiba's touch and Kiba's
smile and the ability to command the other's full attention with
Kiba's fingers finally slow. Shino looks in the mirror out of
It is still his hair, really. Still all split-ends and frizz,
heat damage and whatever else. Slightly neater, of course, but
only barely. Still his hair, and still Kiba's hands in it,
doing more stroking now than untangling. It is a nice enough
feeling, so Shino lets him keep doing it.
Kiba is barely awake, a drowsy content feeling having settled
over him. Shino's scent is everywhere around him and Akamaru is
sleeping beside him. Really, he doesn't remember ever feeling
so . . . so "normal" without Shino around. So pleased and calm
Neither of them is a "cure-all" for the other. Kiba still gets
mad with or without Shino. Shino still is much quieter than
necessary with or without Kiba. Both feel love and hate and
apathy in those emotions' due times.
But this is, more or less, what both feel life ought to be like
* finale *
. : this is my perfect, perfect life : .