Triple Dog Dare (KankuroxKiba)

Chapter Fifteen

a/n: hey y'all! you guys are gonna hate me for how this chapter ends <3

Chapter Fifteen

I didn't end up crying. I excused myself to use the bathroom and took a few deep breaths. My emotions had freaked me out for a second there and I'm still a little confused by it. It wasn't sad emotions. I think I was overwhelmed with everything. Running away, the conversation Kiba and I had about my dad earlier, this fancy house, Kiba being so close on the bed. It was a lot. So I took a little break in the bathroom and felt better.

This week will be super fun so I can't start it with being upset.

When I left the bathroom, feeling better, I flopped on the bed like Kiba had done before (but less dramatically) and exclaimed that it really was soooo comfortable. I actually felt a little uncomfortable doing it because, well, it was someone else's bed and it wouldn't be polite if his parents were here. Plus Kiba was laying there, on his stomach, head down and turned towards me. His eye lashes had fluttered slowly and I shocked myself that I took notice of that.

"I know right," he had said lazily, responding to me about the bed. I didn't want him to think something was ever wrong, I still don't, so I kept smiling. He offered up his family's nice lake house and risked getting in even bigger trouble for that, it's not like I was going to say, "Sorry I'm just overwhelmed with how much nicer this place is than anywhere I've ever been before, I should just leave because I obviously don't belong here." No. I am grateful for Kiba and I really do like this place. This week will be great!

We're still laying in the bed, but Kiba drifted off with his head on his arm, still facing me. I'm laying on my back, staring at the ceiling, trying to keep my eyes off my friend.

Friend.

He snores very softly so I know he's asleep. I look out the window. The sun is still shining, although it's closer to the horizon. I check my phone, it's seven o' clock. A little nap couldn't hurt after the long day we've had. I'll probably get a bit hungry later though. Kiba never really said what we were gonna do about food so hopefully he wakes up out of hunger instead of sleeping through the night and letting me starve.

I turn on my side, towards Kiba, and study his face. The little snores come out of a slight open mouth with smooth, pink lips. He has freckles across his nose and cheeks but only a couple on his forehead and chin. He has long eyelashes. I like his eyelashes.

I feel my face get red from my thoughts that were getting out of hand, so I flip over and face away from Kiba. After about ten minutes of staring at the wall, I start to drift off as well, with thoughts of nice leather couches and small, blues waves.

...

"Kankuro?"

"Mmmm," I groan, squeezing my eyes shut.

"Kankuro." There's a hand on my shoulder slightly shaking me.

"Go away, Temari," I mumble.

"Kankuro!" the voice yells as I get whacked in the head with a pillow. I gasp and sit up. It's Kiba. "I'm not your sister, dude!" Oh yeah. As the nap washes off of me, I remember all that's happened today. I must have slept well.

"How long did I sleep?"

Kiba shrugged. "I woke up ten minutes ago. It's eight-thirty."

So I only slept for an hour or so. Kiba probably slept for two. "Oh." I look at the window and there's still a bit of blue left in the sky. Summer is definitely getting closer with how long the sun is staying out in the evenings lately. "I thought it was later," I yawn, stretching my arms out. Kiba is sitting on the bed in front of me with his feet tucked in.