Puppy Days

Disclaimer: I think I'm suppose to type something here... could it possibly be that I don't own Naruto? Sadly yes... :(

Kiba's POV

I slowly walked away from the hospital as the heavy feelings of worry and guilt weighed over my shoulders. My dog, Akamaru, has gotten a severe case of food poisoning after eating out of a garbage dump when I wasn't looking. Now my best buddy since childhood's staying in a hospital for two weeks because of my carelessness. (umm...Kiba...you're still a kid) Shut up. Anyway I was deeply depressed.

With my mind deep in thought, I wandered aimlessly through the streets. As you may have already guessed, I wasn't watching where I was going. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted as a certain loudmouth blond dumped a bucket of ice cold water on me. Luckly I had my hoodie on, otherwise I would of been even more wet and the blond would of been dead. Instead I punched him in the gut. Hard.

A loud,"OWWWWW!" echoed through the streets as Naruto got the wind knocked out of him. I don't even know how that's possible. I mean, he had the wind knocked out of him and yet he still had enough air to yell? This guy is unbelievable.

After catching his breath he managed to yell, "What was that for?" Wow, is he stupid or something?

"You dumped a bucket of water that's as cold as Antarctica on me and then you wonder why I punched you?" I asked, rather annoyed at his stupidity.

"Hey, it's not my fault that you weren't paying attention! I yelled your name and and waved my hand in your face but you were still in your little la la land!" Naruto shot back angrily.

"Oh yeah? Well- wait why were you trying to get my attention?" I asked curiously.

"Well, I was planning to get a dog but I didn't have enough money to pay for one at the Pet Shop so I wanted to ask you where there would be cheaper ones." Naruto replied.

I gaped at him in complete disbelief. Is Naruto asking me for advise? I wondered in shock. For those of you who don't personally know Naruto, this is not normal. The Naruto that I know does not normally ask people for advise. RUN! THE APOCOLIPSE IS APON US! (I hope I spelled it right.) I snapped out of my thoughts long enough to tell him that he should try to find an animal rescue center and try to find a dog put up for adoption.

"Thanks!" yelled Naruto as he ran down the dark streets. Wait, dark? I looked up to find the moon hovering in the night sky. Was it this late already? I'd better start going home, my family's probably worried. The last time I came home late, my mom attacked me with a frying pan for making her worry so much. I don't get it, why do all angry mothers attack people with kitchen equiptment? They either come at your with frying pans or kitchen knives. This is one of the mysteries the world will never solve. Why was I late? Well, to tell you the truth, I lost a bet to Naruto so he put a collar on me and leashed me to a tree. The leash was one of those industrial strenth ones and it took a decent chunk of my time to snap it in half. What was the bet? Um...I rather not tell you. (oooooh, everyone look! Kiba's blushing!) Shut up you stupid narrater. (Um, Kiba, in this fanfic you are the narrater. I'm the author.) So since I'm the narrater, you shouldn't interrupt! (But this is my fanfic!) Everyone listen to me and ignore enything that's in parenthesis. (HEY! That's not nice! Your gonna regret this!)

Anyway, I was on my way back home when I came across this fancy-looking bottle in the middle of the street. Out of curiousity I picked it up with great interest. (*hint* curiousity killed the cat...or in this case the dog*hint*) As you can clearly see, I'm completely ignoring the author. (It's your funeral) There was a small white tag on the bottle that read "Drink Me!" (Wow, whoever put the bottle there is an idiot. Who in the world is stupid enough to fall for that?) I suddenly realized how thirsty I was since I didn't eat or drink anything for the whole day. I stared at the bottle in my hand for a few moments and then drank all the bottle's contents in one gulp. ( O.o apparently I was wrong.) The liquid in the bottle ttasted surprisingly good, kinda like fruit punch. With my dry throat relieved, I ran home. Halfway there, I suddenly felt a thick drowziness that overtook my ground came rushing toward my as the world went black.


Well, there goes chapter one. It's short i know, but I hope I did a good job. Review PLEASE!