Dirty play

Chapter 33

Naruto's POV

The whole night, I couldn't close my eyes. The terror consumed me fully as if Yahiko could even attack me at night. Waking up in the morning I was welcomed by an exhausted reflection of mine in the mirror.

I have to put on makeup to cover these dark circles that's what came to mind first. But about the party, I really need to go for shopping. At first Deidara came to my mind as he has a great sense of fashion but somehow I was hesitating to ask for his help. Then I ended up calling Kiba.

"I thought you wouldn't be free." I tell him. Kiba says,"I wonder for what you need to go for shopping." I tell him,"There's this party I'll have to attend." Kiba says,"Isn't it for the **** magazine?" I nod. Kiba says excitedly,"You could have said that! Our team members are invited too as we worked for them."

I sigh. I tell him now that I feel a bit better knowing I won't be entirely alone,"That's a relief." Kiba says pointing to the corner of the mall,"Let's check that shop out." I nodded as I followed him from behind seeing him running first.

"I'm hungry." Kiba says after we bought everything that can be needed. I tell him,"Why don't we go to a restaurant and buy something really nice?" Kiba says,"Well, I have something on my mind. Follow me."

It is really hard to follow such an energetic person like Kiba. I wonder from here he got all those energy. Is it because of his energy that he plays really good? He never runs out of it and never gets tired.

He's got a bulky body with fair amount of muscles. He has always been my idol even though my coach would adore me more telling me I was the star of the team. But deep down I knew Kiba was the better player.

I've never got jealous of him because I've achieved more but everything he got is for his own hard work. I wish to be like him but in this cruel world it's not easy to live with just your talent.

Someone like me who has nobody and nothing, can't live as if everything is going to work just fine. At least Kiba's family is well off. I had nothing except for my trump card, Mr. Uchiha.

"What are you thinking so hard?" Kiba says as he pushes the chair motioning for me to sit. He says checking the menu card,"Steak will be nice. Will you have the same as me?" I nod. He wavers his hand for the lady who is working as the waiter and she comes hurriedly. She notices both of us and her eyes sparkled.

She says,"Are both you from that football team?" Kiba says chuckling,"We play for different teams." The lady says,"I don't watch football that much but I guess I've seen your faces." Kiba smiles as he orders for our food.

The lady surely is beautiful and has been hitting on Kiba. But Kiba is dumb to notice the hints the woman is giving by lowering her body, showing some part of her upper chest or maybe batting eyelashes.

Kiba says sighing softly as the woman left,"That was exhausting." I tell him smiling,"But she seemed to be interested in you." Kiba looked surprised as he said,"What! Why would she be interested in me when someone like you is beside me."

I chuckled and spoke at the same time,"Could you please have faith in yourself? You are attractive." Kiba smirks and I mentally cursed myself for complimenting him. He's on his way to climb up on my head.

He says,"Does my little Naruto find me attractive? Damn I want to hug you." I tell him sending him warnings as I glare,"Don't you dare!" Kiba pouts his lips trying to show his puppy dog eyes but I told him wavering him off,"That's not gonna work."

Kiba drove me all the way. He says peeking through the half opened window of his sports car,"See you at the party." He drives his car away speeding up even more. Riding with Kiba is like welcoming death with open arms.