I'll be updating this a little slower from now on. I decided to try my hand at yaoi. I wrote one Bleach one shot (link: and I'm going to try a couple more, see what kind of response they get. However, this chapter kept popping into my head and was begging to get written. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.

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Kiba shifted in his sleep and startled when he felt an odd weight on top of him. “Akamaru?” He slowly opened one eye and tried to focus on whatever was on top of him. Two pale lips were hovering dangerously close to his, and a cascade of black hair fell around his face. He blinked, his sleepy brain desperately trying to comprehend what he was seeing. “H-Hinata?” His voice was a hoarse whisper.

A small, sigh-like sound came from the lips above his. “Kiba-kun.” A wisp of warm breath danced lightly across his mouth. He tried to swallow but found that his mouth and throat had become extremely dry. Gentle, silver-blue eyes peered down at him from underneath long lashes that fluttered softly.

Kiba scrunched his eyes together tightly. This is a dream, right? He inhaled deeply before gradually re-opening his eyes. There were still thin lips floating inches above his own and pale eyes gazing at him with a quiet intensity. “Hinata, wha--”

She silenced him by laying a slender finger on his lips. The unexpected touch made a shiver creep up his spine. He watched wordlessly as she closed her eyes and slowly lowered her face until the tips of their noses were touching. “Shh, be quiet.” Her voice was tender and comforting, like a warm breeze on a summer day. She bent her head and gently nuzzled the hair behind his ear. A soft sigh fell from her lips and fluttered across his skin, sending another shudder through him.

Finally willing his body to move, he raised a hand and gingerly touched the strands of her hair that had come to rest on his neck. They felt as smooth as cool silk. His fingers traveled through the midnight tresses until they touched the velvet softness of her face. He rubbed his thumb across her cheek, reveling at how it felt underneath his rough, calloused touch.

Those soft lips fluttered across the tender skin underneath his jaw and he bit back a moan. Pale eyes came back to meet his own and he was surprised to see the emotion hidden in their depths. She brought her lips to his ear and whispered so soft that he almost thought he imagined the words that came from them. “Kiba-kun, I love you.”

His eyes widened. Turning his head, he buried his nose in the silky flow of her hair. She smelled of jasmine and green tea and earth. He breathed deeper, trying to memorize the delicate scent. “I love you too, Hinata.”

She raised her head and gazed at him with those beautiful eyes. His breath caught in his throat and he let his fingers slip through her hair, gently catching the back of her neck and pulling her closer. Her eyes fluttered shut and she brushed her lips against his, drawing shivers of anticipation from them both. Kiba raised his head from the ground and pressed into the kiss, cupping the side of her face in his hand. Their lips melted together in a gentle embrace that seemed to last an eternity. Time slowed around them and the cold air turned warm. He closed his eyes and savored the feeling. A soft, wet tongue ghosted the bottom of his lip before Hinata broke the kiss, pulling back to stare deeply into his eyes. A small moan escaped his lips and he called her name. “Hinata.”

“Inuzuka-san.”

Kiba’s eyes flew open. He blinked uncertainly in the darkness. What just happened? He turned his head and saw a figure next to him. Squinting his eyes, he struggled to make out the face in the darkness. “Neji?”

The vague shape next to him sighed. “It’s time to get moving.”

Kiba sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Damn, it was just a dream. He glanced over and noticed that Neji was still kneeling next to him, eyeing him carefully. Raising an eyebrow at the long-haired Jounin, he cracked his neck and started to get up.

“You were talking in your sleep.” Neji spoke slowly, furrowing his eyebrows in a frown.

Kiba’s eyes widened and he stiffened. Shit. He swallowed hard and cleared his throat. “Uh, what did I say?” His eyes darted around, trying to find something to look at besides the person next to him.

“You called her name.” The words were sharp and threatening, making Kiba wince. He frantically tried to think of the right thing to say in a situation like this. Perhaps it was better to play dumb. “Uh...”

Neji leaned forward and put a strong hand on his shoulder. He felt a slight panic rise in his chest and he wondered if the older ninja would kill him quickly or torture him first.

“Keep your mind on the mission. It would be dangerous to get distracted.” Neji’s voice was a low growl and Kiba thought that perhaps there was a double meaning in the warning. He exhaled the breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding when he saw the Jounin get up. He stiffened again as Neji halted and looked down. “Hurt her, and I will kill you.” Something dangerous flickered in his eyes before he turned and walked away.

A groan of relief escaped Kiba’s lips as he fell back onto his sleeping bag. What a dream. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth and he got up and began to pack his things.

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Keep the comments coming, I'd love to hear any ideas for the plot and/or pairing you'd like to see.