Okay, this is my first attempt at a KankuriKiba pairing, please, don't bother me with flames, they'll just keep me warm on cold nights. Constructive critic and pointers are always welcome.
Maybe you didn't realize it you, but this is SHOUNEN-AI, which means maleXmale, don't complain to me afterwards, I did warn you.
There is supposed to come a sequel (or something similar) but that'll be a HPNaruto crossover. Some things you might not understand probably will be answered in it, but feel free to ask questions anytime.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, if I did, it would involve more interesting scenes, but one can't deny that the creator (I don't remember his name right now) was a freakin' genius!!
On with the story
Never Felt This Way
Kiba tore his shirt in long bandages to clean the wound with. He drenched the cloth and cleaned the wounds carefully. He felt Kankuro wince.
But he continued anyway. When he thought the wound had been cleaned, he grabbed the needle. Kiba heard Kankuro groan: "I hate needles."
Tenshi giggled somewhere in the background and he felt a fleeing smile grace his own face. His bloody fingers kept the ragged ends of the wound together and he started to sew them carefully together. It was at these kinds of events he would kill for someone like Hinata at his side. At least she was being trained as a medic nin. The experience he had with sewing was close to nothing. It took way to long to get the needle through the skin, or it felt that way. When at long last, the wound was finally closed, he let the breath go he didn't even knew he was holding. Kiba cleaned his hands and could finally begin with applying some kind of ointment and wrapping the bandages to cover the wound. He'd never felt this kind of exhaustion before.
Surprisingly enough it was the injured who attempted to straighten.
"What are you doing? You shouldn't be moving!"
But Kankuro continued anyway: "We're supposed to bring her home, and if we remain here it will be easier to attack us again. Apparently your Hokage forgot to tell us that Tenshi is the daughter of the Raikage."
Kiba blinked and looked at their little companion: "The same Raikage who's in war with one of his ninja towns?"
Kankuro nodded affirmative: "Of course, otherwise this mission wouldn't be this exciting, now would it?"
The Konoha nin snorted, but helped the other to remain upright. Tenshi crawled on Akamaru: "To daddy, to daddy, almost there, almost there!"
They took off, Kankuro still being supported by Kiba as to no worsen the wound and Tenshi squealing when the wind strengthened and made her pigtails fly. Once again they weren't on schedule, but they managed to reach Kumogakure by the late evening.
The night had already fallen when they reached the high walls. Numerous Shinobi were guarding them.
"Stop, what is your business here?"
Kiba motioned for Tenshi to come closer, so the guards could see her. A flash of recognition went over the woman's face: "Tenshi?"
The girl blinked owlishly, not being able to see as well as a ninja in the dark. The woman approached and she squealed in delight: "Auntie!"
Tenshi ran past Kiba and Kankuro and jumped in the tall woman's arms. Kiba grinned, but broke the emotional moment anyway. Shinobi weren't allowed to show emotions during a mission anyway: "Sorry, but my friend here needs medical attention."
She looked at the two strangers; a tall male was leaning heavily on the smaller, his breathing quite uneven.
The smaller one answered: "We were attacked coming here by ninjas who wanted to take her. Kankuro was wounded in their last attack."
"The last attack?"
"There were two."
She nodded: "I'll take you to a medic nin."
The taller one, Kankuro spoke for the first time, with a gruff voice: "Sorry if this sounds offending, but Tenshi will have to remain with us until we're able to deliver her to her father. It appears you are family."
Tenshi interrupted brightly: "She's my aunty!"
"But the Godaime has given us strict orders."
She nodded: "Follow me; I'll bring you to the hospital. Tell me your names in the meanwhile, I'm Raito Aya."
"Inuzaki Kiba, and that's Sabaku no Kankuro."
Aya blinked surprised: "But I thought that the Inuzaki clan lived in Konohagakure, and Sabaku is the name of the Kazekage."
"I'm his older brother, and Kiba does live in Konoha. Suna and Konoha have an alliance, that's why we were sent together."
"That explains it. We've reached the hospital. I'll have to warn you, thanks to the conflict, there are quite some injured, so I think you won't be able to sleep here. But I can offer you a room in my brother's house. You will need to share a room if that doesn't bother you to much."
They looked exhausted but Kiba managed to smile, although it was a small one: "I don't think that will be a problem. Can you bring me to the Raikage while Kankuro gets his treatment?"
"He isn't here right now, but he is to return tomorrow, I'll bring you then."
There was a big fuss of people running around and shouts for assistance. A nurse stopped before them: "Yes, What's the problem, is it urgent?"
For once Kiba was completely serious: "He has had a katana run through him. In his back. I've tried to sew it but minimize the blood loss, but I'm afraid I don't have any talents for healing. So if you could take a look and maybe get a medic nin to heal it?"
He heard Aya gasp in the middle of his explanation but didn't pay any attention to it. The nurse nodded and motioned them to follow. They did and followed her to corridors full of injured men and women, some with serious injuries others with scratches. When they entered a small chamber, they were still able to hear the bustle, but it was deadened. Kiba allowed Kankuro to sit down and the nurse busied herself with removing his shirt and the bandages.
Aya couldn't believe her eyes. The katana had gone through, completely, and they had still continued. The nurse rested her fingers softly on the wound, probably to check whether it had infected, and applied some pressure. Kankuro didn't utter a sound. She tried to get Tenshi to look elsewhere, but the little girl's eyes remained fixated on the wound.
"I helped too."
Kiba answered her bright smile with a small grin: "So you did."
Tenshi directed her eyes to Aya: "I found the water and brought it and I found the bandages, needle and thread."
Aya smiled and patted the golden head: "I'm very proud of you, you're a very good girl."
Tenshi beamed and nodded with a bright smile. The nurse apparently had finished: "There is no infection, but you have suffered some blood loss, so we'll give you a blood infuse after the medic nin has healed you. Remain here while I get him. We'll remove the threads later."
Kankuro nodded and Kiba released a relieved breath. He dropped down on one of the chairs in the corner: "Let's not do this again."
Kankuro frowned, clearly not following: "Don't do what again."
"Take on ten and something ninjas while protecting someone with two. The next time I'll force her to explain the whole mission, not just parts of it, stupid old hag."
The medic nin came in energetically, the nurse close behind: "Lay down please, not on your back."
It was a middle-aged woman and it was quite clear she had had children somewhere in her life. She poked the wound softly, mumbled something and started to heal it.
"When I've healed it, please put some ointment on the wound after washing it. Reapply the ointment every six hour for three days and you should be fine. Rei'll give you the ointment, it should be sufficient for the three days."
Chakra washed over Kankuro's pale skin and the wound started to close slowly. He winced when the charka clashed with his own, but allowed the process to continue.
"The wound is healed; Rei'll remove the threads and apply the treatment for the first time. Don't force yourself to much, but you should be able to function normally."
"Do I have to look at your friend too or is he simply exhausted?"
Kiba had fallen asleep in the plastic, uncomfortable chair. Akamaru laid at his feet, curled up.
"He did have a wound in his shoulder, but it didn't seem very serious."
"I'll take a look to be sure. You're right, he's already almost healed. Well, I'll leave you then, take care."
Kankuro nodded and allowed the nurse to take care of the now unnecessary threads and apply the salve. When she had finished, Kiba was still asleep. Aya moved to wake him up.
"Don't bother, I'll carry him."
He smirked at her unbelieving expression: "She said I'd be able to function normally and carrying him isn't forcing. Besides, he did carry me here; I'll just return the favor."
With those words he scooped up Kiba, who didn't even stir at the change in environment which proved how exhausted he had been.
Tenshi's eyes remained fixated on Kiba and Kankuro during their entire walk to her daddy's house. Akamaru was following close behind; sometimes a small whimper escaped the large dog at the motionless figure of his best friend. Tenshi giggled: "Don't worry Aka-chan; onii-chan is just tired, tomorrow he'll be just fine."
Akamaru barked, apparently less depressed than before. Auntie was still carrying her, so she could easily see her two big brothers. There was something she couldn't understand yet, something which gave her a fuzzy feeling inside.
They reached the big, actually the gigantic house, and entered.
"The guest wing is this way, now I have to warn you, there are only chambers for two persons."
Kankuro frowned uncomprehending, what was wrong with chambers for two, they were two so what was the problem. Aya turned to the right and opened one of the doors. Okay, now it became clear what she meant.
It was a chamber with a double bed, quite luxurious, with a door to what he presumed to be the bathroom.
"We'll manage; it's safer to remain together anyway."
Aya nodded and allowed Tenshi to hop down and run into the chamber. She climbed up the bed after removing her shoes and started to jump. The tall woman smile at her niece's antics and left the chamber, closing the door softly behind her. Kankuro laid the smaller figure down in the sofa and started to remove the filthy clothing. Kiba didn't even stir. He washed Kiba's face and the bloody hands. A pajama had fallen of the bed at Tenshi's antics, so he re-clothed the exhausted ninja and carried him to the big bed. Tenshi had jumped of and was currently curled in one of the comfortable sofas together with Akamaru. Kankuro tucked Kiba in and located his own pajama. After he was clothed and ready to sleep, he went to the sofa: "Do you want to sleep here?"
Tenshi opened one green eye and nodded enthusiastic.
"I'll get you a blanket."
He tucked the small girl in and crawled in the big bed. Kankuro looked at the sleeping figure next to him. He felt a hint of affection for his smaller companion. He hesitated, but raised his hand anyway. Softly he trailed the pale lips with his finger. Kiba mumbled but didn't awake and cuddled closer to the new heat source in the cold bed, which meant closer to Kankuro. He didn't really know what to do, so he allowed his arm to curl around the slim waist. Kiba's face was unusually close; the dark lashes cast long shadows on his cheeks, making the tribunal markings standing out even more. Kankuro sighted and closed his eyes. He was asleep not even five minutes later.
The next morning Kankuro woke up from the sun shining directly in his eyes and the bustle going on downstairs. Kiba was still asleep, as were Akamaru and Tenshi. He maneuvered carefully as to no awaken Kiba who had curled around him and stood up.
Kiba woke up to the sound of showering, he tried to get some extra sleep, but the bed seemed strangely cold. The sound of water stopped and he could hear the activity in what he presumed to be the bathroom. Kiba forced himself to sit up and inspect the chamber. Akamaru and Tenshi were curled around the other, both still asleep under the pink blanket with colorful flowers. The sound of a door unlocking echoed through the silent chamber and Kankuro exited, accompanied by warm vapor.
Kiba nodded: "Although I don't remember getting here and putting on a pajama."
"That's normal, you were asleep. I carried you here and put it on."
Kiba blinked and felt his cheeks heat up. He was seventeen; he should be able to support staying up late.
"Hey, you'd just carried me here; I think it was normal for you to be exhausted."
"Anyway, the bathroom is all yours."
Kiba stood up: "How's your wound by the way?"
"It seems okay, I'll need your help with the bandaging though, it isn't really at an accessible place for me."
"Is after my shower all right?"
"Sure, I'll wake up the kid."
A shower had never felt this good, the water beat down on his filth covered body and washed it all away.
Kiba exited the bathroom, his hair still dripping.
"You're going to catch a cold if you walk around with wet hair."
Kiba shrugged and grabbed the bandages and salve: "I'll survive it."
He applied the ointment carefully in a thick layer and attempted to wrap the bandages. His wet hair touched Kankuro's bare back and he shuddered.
"No way, sit down!"
Kiba obeyed shocked: "What?"
But he was silenced by the descent of a fluffy towel on his hair and Kankuro who started, non to gently, to rub his hair dry. Kiba yelped: "I can do it myself."
Kankuro grinned, although Kiba was unable to see it thanks to the towel: "I'm not planning on getting wet once again, I've already showered. Tenshi,, you take a shower too."
The little girl skipped to the bathroom and disappeared behind the door. After one last rub, Kankuro released the protesting youth: "Now you may continue."
Kiba pouted, towel still obscuring parts of his face. He threw the towel away with a firm shake of his head, but continued bandaging Kankuro anyway. When Tenshi poked her head out, about ten minutes later they were watching television.
"I don't have anything else to wear."
They blinked, not really knowing what to say: "Ehh, you can wear one of my shirts if you want, it'll be too big, but less big than Kankuro's. Is that okay?"
Tenshi grinned and less than five minutes later she was parading in the shirt that reached past her knees easily. Knocking interrupted. Aya entered, blinking when she saw her niece in the big shirt: "Do you want me to get you a dress Tenshi?"
She shook her head: "No, I want to wear Kiba nii-chan's shirt."
"Sorry, but she said she didn't had any clothing anymore."
Aya smiled reassuringly: "No problem, anyway, the Raikage can receive you now. So if you would follow me."
They reached the office in no time, being able to pass everyone on their way without any problem. Aya knocked respectfully.
The voice was deep and gruff, but seemed to carry a certain warmth. Aya opened the door and motioned for the two enter. They did so and Kiba and Kankuro kneeled down before the desk. Tenshi squealed and ran to her daddy, who caught his without any problem and hugged her tight. The Raikage was a tall man, at least a head taller than Kiba, with dark brown hair and the same green eyes as his daughter, surrounded by small wrinkles. He seemed to be in his late thirties, but he still had a fit and tanned posture, completely clothed in dark colors.
"You may rise."
Kiba and Kankuro did as they were told, but remained rigid: "Raikage-sama."
The man seated himself again, his giggling daughter, still in Kiba's shirt, in his lap: "My most sincere thanks to your leader for the return of my daughter. Where are you from?"
"Sabaku no Kankuro from Sunagakure, Raikage-sama."
"Inuzaki Kiba from Konohagakure, Raikage-sama."
The man seemed startled: "I wasn't aware of the alliance between your Villages."
Kankuro bowed: "Since Orochimaru's attack on Konoha, we've joined forces."
"I see. But anyway, I think my daughter's quite attached to the two of you. Would you mind to remain here until tomorrow morning?"
Kankuro glanced at Kiba, who shook his head almost unnoticeably: "We would be honored."
If Kankuro had been a overly emotional and sentimental idiot, he would have said that Tenshi's smile lid up the entire office. But he wasn't one, so he kept it on 'she beamed'. The Raikage dismissed them. She hopped off daddy Raikage's lap, grabbed their hands and pulled them outside. Aya was still waiting there and when they exited, she entered.
They spent the whole day doing nothing. This meant Tenshi pulling them along, visiting the town and playing with the seven year old. Tenshi managed to climb Akamaru without help and she was rewarded with some candy. The evening found her asleep in Kankuro's arms, with Kiba walking next to them and Akamaru trailing behind.
"Do you still hate children?"
Kankuro mumbled something incomprehensible. Kiba frowned: "Sorry I didn't quite get that."
"They're okay, I suppose, or at least, this one here is okay."
"I told you so."
Kankuro huffed and sped up, leaving it to Kiba to keep up. It was late before they went to bed.
The next morning found them, trying to calm down a sobbing Tenshi. Nobody knew how she managed to be up this early without anyone waking her. Kiba smiled weakly, never been able to see a small kid cry, or at least a child whom he knew. For Kankuro this was new, like everything with kids, so he just waited until the sobbing would finish. They finally left, with a promise to visit Tenshi again and to answer the small girl's letters. Akamaru whined softly, apparently he had grown attached in the few days they had known her. Kiba patted his white fur reassuringly, mumbling something which couldn't be heard by the normal ear. But afterwards Akamaru seemed to lighten up, as far that could be said from a dog. Nothing interrupted their journey, probably because the girl wasn't with them any longer, and they managed to reach Konoha by nightfall of the second day. When they reported to the Hokage, or at least tried to; they found her asleep on top of documents. Important documents probably, otherwise they wouldn't be on her desk in the first place. Kankuro caught softly, in an attempt to wake her up. Kiba was not as subtle: "Yo, wake up. Are you even supposed to be sleeping?"
If looks had been able to kill, Kiba would be six feet under, reduced to a small pile of smoking ash, doomed to be resurrected, so the Hokage could kill him again, this time hopefully more painful. Sadly enough looks could kill and Kiba just grinned back.
"What is it brat?"
"We've delivered Tenshi to her father, the Raikage, which you forgot to mention by the way."
The last part was mumbled, nobody wanted to have the irritation/rage of the Hokage directed at himself.
"I expect a full report as soon as possible. You are excused. Kankuro, it might be a good to stay the night here. Now, where?"
Kiba interrupted: "He could stay the night with us, we have an extra futon, so Kankuro should be able to sleep there."
He yawned when he followed Kiba and Akamaru to their home. The sun had long since disappeared and they had been traveling for over fourteen hours. Kiba seemed tired to, as he led the way into the woods where the house was apparently situated. At long last it came in view. The house was quite big and made of something which made it difficult to spot in the darkness. When they neared, dogs started to bark. Kiba grinned and Akamaru barked back happily. After Kiba's quick hug, he disappeared behind the house.
"He wants to say hi to the other's. So we'll probably see him in the morning."
Kankuro nodded: "You're sure I can sleep here?"
The other answered while opening the door: "No problem."
After conquering the stairs and showing the guest room, they each went their ways. Kiba to his own room and Kankuro to the bed. He stripped, grabbed a large shirt from his back pack and dropped himself on the futon.
The next day they woke up when the sun was already halfway up, which made it over 10 o'clock. Kiba mumbled, tried to turn around, but was eventually forced to admit defeat, there was no way he'd be able to keep on sleeping with the sun beaming in his chamber this way. He pushed himself in a sitting position and went through his messy hair. Twenty minutes later he was showered, clothed and walking in the direction of the guestroom, Akamaru trailing close behind. The house was silent, which meant that Hana was still on her mission and that his mother probably had left doing, …, whatever the thing is that mothers do when no one else is around. He opened the door, not being particularly careful about it and entered.
Kankuro awakened quite rudely, one moment he was enjoying sweet nothingness, the next something heavy knocked the wind out of him. Never before he had awakened this fast.
Startled he jumped out of the bed, found his feet twisted in the covers, lost his balance and landed on the ground. Someone was laughing quite hard and when he was able to focus his eyes he noticed Kiba, still standing by the door and Akamaru on his bed. Now let's make one thing very clear, Kankuro hated, no absolutely despised, being awakened this way. So he took his revenge. He grabbed Kiba's leg, which was in arm reach and pulled, the younger boy yelped when he lost his balance and begun his plummet down to earth.
The next thing Kiba knew, was the feeling of the cold floor and swift fingers taking advantage of every weak spot. Kankuro was straddling him, making sure Kiba couldn't escaped, and didn't seemed to be inclined to show any merci when he systematically found every ticklish spot on the other's body. It seemed hours before Kiba was able to force something out: "…I give…"
Kankuro ignored him and his futile attempts to stop the never-ending onslaught. After ten and something minutes Kankuro seemed to think Kiba had been punished enough and stopped, leaving the smaller male to try and control his breathing, once again sprawled out under the Sand nin. Ten minutes later found them in the kitchen, eating something unidentifiable while making their mission report. When they had eaten, they once again made their way to the Hokage, this time to deliver their report. This time she wasn't asleep, but neither was she working. Her voice resounded in the whole building: "Naruto, stupid brat, not only you've ignored direct orders by leaving the village, but you've also managed to bring a notorious missing nin with you, in the village, without notifying anyone! Not even me! Where did you leave the thing normal people call brains?!"
Naruto wasn't someone to just be silent while someone else was ranting: "What's the problem, old hag, I finally manage to bring him here, fulfilling my promise to Sakura, and bringing him home! And the first thing you do when noticing this, is locking him up! If he has disappeared when I return, I'll have to start all over again! Do you have any idea what a pain in the ass it was to get him agree with my proposition?!"
After that the conversation seemed to tone down a bit. Kiba smirked, being able to recognize that voice everywhere: "I can't believe he did it, that idiot."
Kankuro couldn't follow, but didn't seem to be curious enough to ask for an explanation. They handled in their mission report and left the building once again.
"Well, I'll be leaving now."
Kiba blinked: "Already?"
"If I want to reach Suna before nightfall, yes…But I'm sure we'll meet again, so don't miss me too hard."
Kankuro smirked at Kiba's flushed complexion: "What the hell? Why would I miss you?"
He didn't grace that question with an answer and left with a cheery wave in the direction of the gates. Kiba went the other way, into the woods.
Somehow it seemed he had forgotten something. Something important. Now, what was it? Kankuro just hated leaving things unfinished, so he turned back, in the direction of the woods.
Akamaru collapsed. Kiba turned around at the sound of his heavy body hitting the ground and ran towards the fallen figure. But before he could check on his beloved partner, he was thrown back. He hit the tree hard and was kept immobile when charka treads pinned him to the old tree. He tried, almost desperate, to free himself, but the treads only got tighter.
"Akamaru? Akamaru? Akamaru! Let go, let me go, let … me … go!"
Someone appeared from the woods, and if Kiba had been thinking rational, he would have recognized the other young man. But as it was now, he continued trying to get to his dog.
Kankuro tightened the treads even more when Kiba just got more and more wild. He tried to say something to the distraught youth, but the other ignored his very presence, still trying to break free. He didn't get any reaction, not matter what he tried. Kankuro grabbed Kiba's chin, his fingers covering the tribunal markings almost completely and forced the other to look up. Which was normal, considering the fact he was quit a bit taller. But the feral eyes were still ignoring him, something he really had a hard time dealing with. Nobody ignored him. Especially not someone he considered special and who he had just spend a whole week with. He tightened his grip, forcing the shapely lips to part and engaged the younger boy in a brutal, rough kiss. His tongue forced his way in the warm mouth, his hand kept the other from biting down. He pushed his knee between the smaller man's thighs; the other hand found its way to the half long, unruly hair and Kankuro twisted the strands around his fingers, getting a good grip in the process. Bodies perfectly aligned, he continued to ravish the warm mouth while forcing the other against the tree, still managing not to lose the control over his charka treads.
Kiba froze when something wet tried to enter his mouth and immediately tried to bite down. It was a failed effort; strong fingers kept him from biting and allowed the other to continue with the ravishment of his mouth. Kiba wasn't able to do anything when the knee forced his tights apart and when the other grabbed his hair, locking his head in a better position to continue the kiss. He felt warm, hot even, and the need for fresh air got stronger. The strong fingers tightened even more and he whimpered. Kiba felt his cheeks reddening at the sound, but Kankuro did stop the rough kiss. His breath was uneven, but he didn't lose any time trying to replenish his air supply. Kiba struggled. His eyes shut tight; he tried to bite down on the hand holding his chin. He almost didn't hear the other.
"Would you listen already! There's nothing wrong with your dog, I just used a sleep jutsu."
Akamaru wasn't dead, wasn't hurt, he was all right … The fear he had been living with, from ever since Akamaru's accident, lifted a bit.
Now he just looked lost, just for a little while at least. Kiba tried to cover the unease.
"Let me go."
Now the feral eyes were looking at him. Kankuro's smirk widened.
Kiba's head shot up, unbelieving. He tried to break free, but Kankuro put more charka in the treads and they held the smaller one immobile.
"I don't feel like it. I like your current position quit a bit. If you'd only shut up, it'd be perfect."
Kankuro smirked. The Konoha ninja blushed; he tried to say something, but didn't seem to be able to form the words. His lips, still red and bruised from the kiss, were moving without making a sound.
"Well, that's a start."
Kankuro leaned forward, trying to initiate another kiss, but Kiba snapped his mouth close, eyes defiant. The Sand nin's eyes narrowed, clearly not happy with the other's reluctance and even downright refusal. He grabbed Kiba's chin once again, but the other didn't give him the chance to continue. Kiba struggled against the hand and even managed to make Kankuro release his chin. He didn't want Kankuro to continue, forcing him into something he hadn't asked for. But when he saw the furious green eyes, he almost regretted that decision.
"Why are you even kissing me in the first place?"
The grip slackened and Kankuro seemed to contemplate something. The by now familiar smirk resurfaced, showing his white teeth.
"Why? Why do you think, mutt?"
Kiba snarled; chakra coursed though his body to his nose, fangs and claws; his three most used areas in battle.
"If I knew I wouldn't be asking!" Sharp fangs were visible, almost daring Kankuro to try to kiss him.
"Well, why don't you try to find out? I'll give you some time."
Kankuro backed away and started to walk in the direction of Konohagakure, and probably Suna too. If Kiba had been able to see the Sand nin's face, he would have seen the cheery grin. But he was too busy cursing at the other, since the charka threads still kept him immobile and bound to the tree. And Kankuro didn't seem inclined to release them any time soon.
This was their last meeting for a period of a year, by the next meeting they would be one year older and hopefully wiser, although that'd be doubtful, but that's another story.