Taking Out Kiba

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The night was dark, with only the occasional streetlamp illuminating the run-down neighborhood. The Vatos Locos hideout was quiet, the kind of quiet that signaled something bad was about to happen. Naruto walked confidently, with Sakura and Ino flanking him on either side. The three of them had decided that Kiba's time was up.

As they approached the hideout, Naruto's mind was already planning the hit. Kiba had grown too comfortable, too arrogant. It was time to put him down and take control of the Vatos Locos once and for all.

They entered the building quietly, moving through the dimly lit hallways. The place was a mess—graffiti-covered walls, broken furniture, and the lingering smell of cheap beer. Kiba was in the back, sitting with a couple of his crew, drinking and laughing like nothing was wrong.

Naruto's expression didn't change as he stepped into the room. He locked eyes with Kiba, and in that moment, everyone knew something was about to go down.

"What's up, Naruto?" Kiba said, grinning lazily. "Come to join the party?"

Naruto didn't answer. Instead, he walked over to Kiba, his hand resting on the knife tucked into his jacket. Sakura and Ino stood behind him, watching carefully, ready to back him up if needed.

Kiba noticed the shift in energy, his grin fading slightly. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice tense.

Naruto spoke quietly, his voice deadly calm. "You're done, Kiba."

Before Kiba could react, Naruto lunged forward, driving the knife deep into his chest. Kiba gasped, blood spilling from his mouth as he fell back onto the couch, eyes wide with shock. The room was silent, save for the sound of Kiba choking on his own blood.

Sakura and Ino watched, unfazed. They had seen worse, and they knew this was the only way to secure their future.

Naruto wiped the blade clean on Kiba's shirt, his face as emotionless as ever. He turned to the rest of the crew in the room, all of whom were too stunned to move. "Anyone got a problem with this?" he asked, his voice cold and authoritative.

No one dared speak.

"Good," Naruto said, slipping the knife back into his jacket. "From now on, I run things around here. If you're smart, you'll fall in line. If not, you'll end up like him."

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