#kanariterepasu

Exhausted from the journey, slouched over a little and lugging a pack of supplies he almost cheered when he spotted the gates to Konoha. Usually his sister would field the political missions to their allied village but she was already here. Thus the duty fell on Kankuro to take the news from his brother to the Hokage. He huffed a breath as he finally reached the open gate. He spotted a familiar figure and gave a tired smile. “You don’t happen to be my escort do you?”

“Ha! You’re hilarious. Why would I want the life you have? It’s dull, hm!” He argued as he crossed his arms and huffed.

//*screams* 

 “I don’t give a fuck, We’re leaving now..” He snarled out through his teeth, his grip on her upper arm squeezing slightly when she began to protest and attempt to remove herself from his grip.

“You’re right, I prefer not to fight. But the question is.. Do I taste as good as a cinnamon roll? Or are they comparing my looks?”

Tiny hands come up to feel the crown in wonder, and she releases a few happy chirps and squeaks as thanks, beaming at the gift, and throwing her arms open wide for a hug. 

    "I doubt it, you'll just be like always." He pressed a kiss to her forehead and stood there with her. "So, how about it? Will you tell me at some point? Please?"

   Kiba turned his head towards her when she walked her fingers up his arm. A smile breaking out on his lips. "Yeah? What was it about? All good things I hope."