So, this story has been in my head for such a long time. Ever since I first went to go feed the homeless two years ago. Of course, that was a while ago, so I forgot a lot about it. So, this past Saturday morning I went again and dragged my boyfriend along. Going made me remember why I never went back again two years ago. I love helping people but... just seeing people like that... it broke my heart. People I don't know and mainly... children. Young children. Its different knowing there is starving children in this country and actually seeing it first hand.
Anyway, two years ago I met a boy about... 13 I think he was. He was alone. Completely alone and lived on the street. His parents died and the social government or whatever didn't give a damn about him. He did odd jobs here and there and didn't really have a place to live. His only friend, a small black puppy that he found. After feeding him that day and talking to him... this story developed in my head. It's dedicated to him. Where ever he is... sad thing is... I don't even know his name nor do I even know if he's still alive. That's the saddest part of it all. But I hope he is and I hope he's happy.
This story is very close to home and the main character is me basically. I couldn't think of a good Naruto character for this part... So I created an OC. I don't like reading stories with OC's but I have written a few so I can't be hypocritical. Plus, it's a yaoi still. So it works.
Rating: M for language, sex, and angsty stuff.
Summery: Adrian's an outsider. He doesn't really fit in anywhere. His Christian parents keep getting on him about going to Church and finding Jesus. Finally, he gives in and goes to help feed the homeless at their church. He figured it would be nice to help people but he wasn't looking to forward to it. Then he met Kiba. They become friends fast and Adrian realizes the boy is homeless. But Kiba's ok with it. So no, every Saturday Adrian goes to see Kiba. Their relationship grows from friendship to something much more. But Adrian has more on his plate then trying to figure out his feelings for Kiba. He keeps getting bullied at school plus there's this annoying blonde who won't leave him alone. But what happens with Adrian's parents have Kiba come live with them? Big mistake. Adrian can't hide how he feels... and now Adrian's parent's whole Christian world comes crashing down right before their very eyes. Should they try to save their son from damnation and lose him forever, or deal with it and have him in their lives? What's a parent to do?
Warning: Yaoi! Plus the whole Christian faith is put on the line. If you are Christian and don't want your faith being talked bad about... then you don't want to read this.
Disclaimer: HA! I so don't own Naruto or the characters. If I did, Naruto would be humping Gaara every night. You all know that. -Smiles-
Since this is written in 3rd person, I'm going to still give you different point of views. So, whatever Adrian is thinking is in this. While whatever Kiba is thinking is in this. It'll make sense when you read.
A loud annoying ring went out through the dark room. A pale hand shot out from underneath the black covers of the bed and slammed down hard on the ringing alarm clock. The noise ceased and the bundle under the covers groaned. The boy sat up, rubbing his green eyes, and yawning.
He shifted the covers off of him and rolled out of bed. He ran a hand through his ear length black hair as he made his way out of his room and to his bathroom. He did his business and leaned against the sink while turning on the water. He brushed his teeth and when done, he finally looked at his reflection.
He rubbed his eyes to clear them. He scowled at his reflection and felt like punching the damn mirror. He was too pale in his opinion. Almost white. His big green eyes didn't fit his face well, again in his opinion. He ran his tongue over his lower lip, tasting the metal of his two lip piercings, the only thing about himself that he liked. His hair was sticking in all different directions. He grabbed a comb and tried to fix his hair.
After a few curses and a lot of tugging he finally got it to how he wanted it. Spiky in the back with a fringe covering the left side of his face. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and leaned forward, grabbing his eyeliner. He brushed the fringe aside and started applying it.
"Adrian!" The boy cursed at his mother's voice. He left the bathroom door open and now she was standing there. "Are you ready yet?"
"I just got up..."
Claire sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. "Hunny, we have to leave in 10 minutes."
"It takes me 5 to get dressed. Chill woman." He finished with his eyeliner and pushed past her back to his bedroom. Unfortunately, she followed after him.
"Adrian, I thought you would be excited."
The green eyed boy laughed dryly while he went though his clothes. "You know why I'm going. To get you and Dad off my back."
"You might have fun though! And make new friends!" His mother wondered around his room, cleaning up random things. "Sara is going to be there."
"Like I care." He pulled a black shirt over his head. He cursed when he realized he messed up his hair again.
"Adrian Skyler Allston. How many times do I have to tell you? No cursing." She said strictly.
"Fine. Sorry." He pulled on a pair of jeans, his back to her.
The blonde woman sighed once again. "Sara likes you Adrian. Give the girl a chance." The boy just rolled his eyes and put his black spiked collar on his neck. Then he pulled on his wrist cuffs and went back to his bathroom. Once again, his mother followed. "I'm just worried about you is all. You're 17 years old and have yet to have a girlfriend."
"Maybe I don't want one." He grumbled, fixing his hair.
"Any typical 17 year old boy would." She eyed her son with the same eyes him.
"Obviously I'm not typical." He snapped. He didn't like how she said that word.
"Adrian. Don't speak to your mother like that."
Adrian blinked before glancing at his father who was standing behind his mother. He narrowed his eyes slightly and finished fixing his hair. "Sorry."
Edward narrowed his eyes at his son and went to say something more only to be stopped by his wife. "He's not a morning person, Darling. You know that." The taller black haired man just sighed and walked away. Claire bit her lip and turned back to her son. "Adrian please, for me, try to be nice."
"Fine." He fixed his earrings and went back to his room. "But I can't promise anything."
"Trying is enough." She said softly, watching him as he stuffed his wallet and ipod in his back pocket. "Are you ready now?"
"As ready as I'll ever be."
She smiled and left, going downstairs. Adrian followed her and didn't even glance at his father. He hated being shorter than the man. He hated being the shortest boy in his whole senior class. They left and got into their car, Adrian in the back. He stuffed the earphones in his ears and watched trees go by as they left.
Why did I agree to do this again? Oh right... To get them off my back. Well, now it seems like they are more on my back. Man this sucks... I shouldn't have agreed to do this. I mean, helping people is fine... but I hate those Christian idiots. They always judge me for being different. I hope I won't have to deal with them.
They arrived at the church not long after they left home. People were surprised to see the black haired boy but didn't question it. Considering he could be pretty intimating they assigned him to help put plates of food together. It was an easy enough job and he didn't have to talk to anyone. It worked well enough for him.
After a few hours of filling plates, Adrian was done. He didn't really want to mingle with the other church members, so he stepped outside. It was a nice day, not too cold. It was the beginning of November, so the weather was still a little chilly. He zipped up his black hoodie and sat on the ledge by the steps that went down to the basement from the outside.
This wasn't so bad. Sara left me alone and no one really talked to be. I could do this again. A small whine brought him back from his thoughts. He blinked and looked down at his feet. There sat a small semi-white puppy looking up at him. Adrian raised his head and looked around for the dog's owner but saw no one.
He slide down to the puppy's level, squatting. He carefully reached forward and pet the puppy's head. The white puppy whined again, leaning his head into his touch. Adrian smiled softly. "Are you hungry little guy?" The puppy wagged it's tail. Adrian laughed softly and stood up. "Stay right here, k? I'll get you some food." The puppy only looked up at him, his tail wagging.
Adrian went back inside and found the kitchen void of people. He smiled and put a good amount of beef on the plate. Without being seen, he goes back outside to find the puppy still sitting there. Adrian squatted down in front of it again and placed the plate on the ground. The puppy sniffed the meat before attacking it.
Adrian chuckled and watched him eat. "You must have been hungry. You poor thing... All alone."
"He's not alone." Adrian blinked and looked up at the person who spoke. A tall brunette boy was watching him with a small smile on his face. "Besides, you're lucky." He motioned to the dog. "Akamaru doesn't just let anyone touch him."
Adrian blinked, not able to speak. The boy standing in front of him was absolute gorgeous. His skin was tan and he was obviously built underneath his bulky clothes. His brown hair was long but spiky in all directions. His eyes were a soft smile and were smiling at Adrian. But what intrigued the boy most, were the two red triangles on each cheek.
"Hello? You still alive in there?" The brunette squatted down to Adrian's level and waved his hand in front of the boy's face.
Adrian finally snapped out of it and nodded. "Yea, um... So he's your dog?"
They both stood and the brunette nodded. "Yea. I'm Kiba, you?"
"Well, Adrian," Kiba smiled at him, "Thanks for feeding my dog."
Adrian blinked and tilted his head to the side a bit. "Are you...?" He bit his lip, not knowing how to phrase his question.
"Yea, I am." Kiba shoved his hands into his pockets.
"Oh..." Adrian moved back and sat back on the ledge. "So, how old are you?"
"17." Kiba sat down next to him. "You?"
"The same." They both watched Akamaru eat in comfortable silence. Adrian glanced at the brunette who was also looking at him. The green eyed boy's stomach flipped a bit and he blushed lightly. "So, um... What are these?" He poked Kiba's cheek.
The brunette chuckled softly. "Tattoos. It was stupid, I know. But it seemed like a smart idea at the time."
Adrian crinkled his nose. "Didn't they hurt?"
"Yea, but didn't those?" Kiba poked the two rings on each side of Adrian's bottom lip.
"Um... Yea but that's just a hole. I mean, those were like... Ink being injected into your cheek." He shivered at the thought.
Kiba couldn't help but laugh. "True, but I like pain."
Adrian's eyes widened a bit and he couldn't help the blush that came to his cheeks. "Oh. I see."
Kiba shifted his eyes to the church. "So you go here?"
"Not exactly... My parents do and they keep trying to get me to go. I only came today to get them off my back for a while."
"Thought so. Cause you don't really seem like a 'church' person."
Adrian smiled. "I'm not." He turned to face Kiba. "Are you?"
He shrugged. "Not really. Some things they preach I just don't agree with." He shifted his eyes to the smaller boy.
"Same here." Akamaru had finished eating and walked over to Adrian. He jumped up at Adrian's leg, wanting to be picked up. So, the boy did just that. Akamaru curled up in his lap while the boy pet him with his pale fingers.
Kiba watched this with a smile. "He really likes you."
He nodded. "He's really cute."
"So are you."
Adrian blinked and looked at Kiba, wondering if he heard right, but the brunette was looking up at the sky. Adrian watched him for a moment before moving his eyes back to Akamaru. He scooted a little closer to Kiba though. He wasn't sure why, but he felt comfortable with him. It was like, on some level, Kiba understood him without having to know anything. He just knew already. Or maybe Adrian was just losing his mind. He was too lost in his own thoughts to notice Kiba shift a little closer to him as well.
"Adrian! There you are!" Both boy's looked up to see a pretty blonde girl running toward them. "I've been looking for you." She said when she reached them. She glanced at Kiba but didn't say anything. The brunette only narrowed his eyes slightly at her. She interrupted his moment with the small raven haired boy.
Adrian sighed and rolled his eyes. "What do you want?" Kiba inwardly smirked. So he doesn't like her.
The tan blonde's eyes widened a bit. "Well, I thought we'd... you know... talk and get to know each other." She blushed softly.
Adrian looked the girl up and down. "You're not my type, Sara."
"But I can be. Please, just give me a chance."
Kiba glanced between them, wondering the story behind them. Adrian just sighed and focused his attention on Akamaru. "No thank you."
Sara stared at Adrian before looking at Kiba. She took the boy in a moment before glancing between the two. She huffed, annoyed and walked away.
"Damn she's annoying..." Adrian mumbled.
"I'll say. She into you?" Kiba asked, nonchalantly.
Adrian raised his head and met Kiba's brown eyes. "Yea... I have no idea why though. I'm so not her type. I mean hello? She screams prep. Do I? I think not."
Kiba chuckled. "Maybe she's one of those perfect Christian prep girls that want to convert you."
Adrian huffed and rolled his eyes. "Well, she ain't getting me."
"That's right. Play hard to get." Kiba said with a smile, nudging the boys arm gently.
"Always." The green eyed boy grinned back at him, poking Kiba's arm.
"Adrian!" Both boys look up and see Adrian's parents standing by the parking lot. "Come on! We're leaving!"
"I'm coming!" He stood up along with Kiba. He held Akamaru in his arms and hugged the dog. "So um... It was nice talking to you."
"Yea, you too." He took the puppy from Adrian.
"Will you..." Adrian blushed, looking to the ground. "Be here next Saturday?"
Adrian smiled and met Kiba's eyes. "I'll see you then."
Kiba returned his smile. "Alright. Bye."
"Bye." He grinned at him before running off after his parents.
Kiba watched the boy run off and started walking away, Akamaru in his arms. You'll forget me too by then. They all do.
So, that was the first part. What do you think? Good I hope. I already have this whole story planned out and it's going to be the longest story I have yet to write. 30 chapters. Approximately anyway. Kiba and Adrian's relationship takes some time to develop. They just don't fall in love right off the bat. But don't worry, they will.
So, I beg of you, please review. I really need to know if you like this story and if you think it's even worth continuing.