That Damn Mutt (Kankuro x Kiba)

Chapter Twelve

"Oh Kankuro...what happened?" Kiba asked slowly.

The younger teen looked worried as he watched the other sit on the bed. His hands fell into his hand and he held his hair tightly. Kiba sat right beside Kankuro, touching his arm softly. Kankuro started right there, closing his eyes and tugging his hair tightly. Kiba slowly moved his hand up to touch the puppeteers hand.

"Talk to me Doll Boy," Kiba said gently.

"You can't even call me that anymore! Look at this shit, Kiba! Can't you tell?! I got my fucking ass destroyed. I'm not even a fucking ninja anymore until I get at least one of my puppet repair...he destroyed them all..." Kankuro yelled.

"I..I didn't know...I'm so sorry, r.really. You're still an amazing ninja-"

"How?! What's a puppeteer ninja without fucking puppets? Huh? Answer me that!" Kankuro said, standing up quickly and moving away to the other side of the room.

"Well...um-" Kiba mumbled slowly.

"Exactly," Kankuro huffed and grabbed some tools.

"It doesn't mean that you're still not a ninja, Kankuro. You're still-"

"You're Not Getting It! Let me make it simple for ya. You're a dog user, therefore most of your jutsus revolve around Akamaru. Now let's imagine if Akamaru was dead, how the hell would you do anything? You're whole life of training and been around that dog and it's gone," Kankuro rambled as he started to mess with pieces.

"Y.yeah but I wouldn't let Akamaru die," Kiba replied.

"And guess what. When I saved you Akamaru was injured which made you not be able to compare against your enemy. Which then cause he to get hurt and almost died. So really," Kankuro finished up and he looked down.

     Kiba watched and messed with his hands slightly. He guessed that Kankuro was right about him but it still kinda hurt. He tried to brush it off fast because he didn't want to hold it against Kankuro. He understood how hard this was for the older one. He sighed a bit and walked over to Kankuro, studied him more. The jonin looked every more tired the closer he got, his hands were shaking as he messed with the tools—his hand were full of lot scrapes and cuts which Kiba took note. He could see much of else because of those baggy clothes. Kiba watched as Kankuro's head nodded a little and his eyes seemed to struggle to stay open.

"How long has it been since you slept?" Kiba asked.

"Last night. I'm fine," Kankuro muttered.

"How long has it been since you had more than six hours of sleep?" Kiba asked again, explaining more.

"..well...before the attack I guess," Kankuro sighed, "but I'm fine."

"Kankuro! You need to sleep hun...what's with all those scrapes?" Kiba asked softly.

"It's from all the wood. Splitters and stuff ya know, stupid. I'm okay," the older one replied in a stubborn tone.

"God, you're so stubborn. Let's go fix that up and clean you. You smell," Kiba groaned and grabbed Kankuro's arms softly.

"I thought you liked when I smell," Kankuro smiled.

"I do but this is gross," Kiba smiled back and tugged Kankuro a bit.

     Kankuro stood up and led Kiba to the shower, he felt like actual shit. He felt like crap himself and also felt bad that Kiba came all the way here to see him like this. If he would've know he would've tried to look nice. He slowly turned on the water and took off his shirt and glanced at the mirror. He had dark circles under his eyes and paler than normal, then he looked at his body. He had splinters in his hands and then his looked over more, he had noticeably lost weight. There was a scar over where he had gotten hit too, he sighed before noticing Kiba's concerned expression.

"Holy shit..." he mumbled.

"Yeah? The scar. Isn't it crazy?" Kankuro asked.

"No; I mean yeah but I'm talking about your weight. You've lost some weight. Have you been eating?" Kiba asked as he slowly touch Kankuro's side.

"I mean yeah. Sometimes," Kankuro said slowly and blushed, leaning into the touch.

"How often?" Kiba asked with a soft voice, touching Kankuro more.

"Not often to be honest. I've been too stressed to eat..." Kankuro muttered but continued to leave close, he was so touched starved.

"Well, let's clean up. Then I'll make you some food and then we'll try to get some sleep. Okay?" Kiba hummed softly and smiled.

"B.but...but my puppets-"

"You can mess with the puppets once you've gotten what you need," Kiba smiled and kissed his cheek.

     Kankuro gave in and slowly takes off his pants and boxers. He quickly got into the shower with a smile as Kiba stripped and followed after. The younger one looked up at the other and smiled a little bit. Kankuro looked down and hugged tightly, nuzzling close.

"I am so glad you came here. I've been lonely. M.maybe after I wake up I'll take you to a nice place to eat...if you'd like," Kankuro suggested.

"I'd like that Kankuro. I really would," Kiba agreed.

"O.okay but no lovey yet. I haven't told anyone," Kankuro started to wash up.

     Kiba nodded and started to clean himself up as well. He thought about what he could make for the sand nin. He sighed a little as he tried to remember some other recipes from his mother and he hummed softly. After quite a bit they finished up and got out of the shower. They wrapped themselves in towels and went to get some clothes. Kankuro grabbed out a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt for Kiba who puts them in slowly. Kankuro put on some black pants and a matching T-shirt as well.

"Ya know, I never thought of you as a brunette.." Kiba said softly before running his hands through the other's hair.

"Yeah?" Kankuro asked and tilted his head, his eyes slowly going to the mangled puppet parts on the ground.

"Nope. I thought maybe you'd be in the middle of a blonde and redhead because of your siblings. Thought you'd be like a strawberry blonde," Kiba hummed and grabbed Kankuro's face.

"O...oh nope. I'm not fun like my siblings I'm just another brunette like you." Kankuro smiled and nuzzled into the others hands.

"Okay, well let's go cook. Alright? Akamaru is probably pissy that he's downstairs all by himself too," Kiba laughed and pulled Kankuro out of the room.

     Kankuro smiled and followed Kiba close. They came down the stairs and heard something knock over. Kiba thought it was probably Akamaru being an excited dog but he heard laughing. He slowly moved with Kankuro to peek into the kitchen. Temari and Shikamaru were back and just making out, she was laughing a little bit in the kiss—probably because she was on the table but the path from the door to the table a bunch of stuff had been knocked over. Kankuro made a bit of a face when he saw them and Kiba smiled at that.

"I'm never carrying you again," Shikamaru groaned as he watched Temari laughed more as she sat up on the table.

"And w.why is that~" she giggled and watched her boyfriend seem to pout.

"It's a drag to carry such a troublesome woman," he said.

"Hey guys," Kiba said and bother of them looked over.

     Shikamaru has jolted and moved away from Temari face while she hopped of the table. She fixed her robed and bites her lip. Shikamaru went over to the door to let in Akamaru and he rubbed the back of his head. Temari had a soft blushed on and then she noticed Kankuro and smiled. She was happy he had finally come out of his room but kinda down that he saw Shikamaru kissing her. Temari figure would cause another argument between them and she wasn't looking forward to it at all.