#katkuro

"I wonder why Akamaru seems to get so upset every time I bring up Kankuro or Shino...He always seems to get all pouty. Do you think he's like....jealous?? That'd be really funny but also really bad!! Maybe I should talk to him. It's not like I'm going to stop hanging out with my boyfriends. Aw, geez..."

@legend-of-shinobi-kankuro

Kiba whistled to himself, a cheery tune that rang shrilly through the house as he rearranged the living room. It was almost perfect. He’d pushed practically everything out of the way, and the floor was covered in possibly every blanket and pillow that existed in the entire Inuzuka clan, coating the floor in a layer of fluff. The perfect place to lie down and hang!! Kiba, at least, was very pleased with it.  The kitchen had an assortment of snacks, things he knew that were Shino’s favourites - and things he hoped were Kankuro’s favourites. It’d be a long struggle of going to Shikamaru to have him ask Temari to give him the knowledge of what sorta snacks Kankuro liked because he wanted it to all be a surprise, but hell, he thinks he got a good enough answer so he just went with it. Not to mention the fact that it was hard to find snacks from Suna in Konoha, but there were a few shopkeeps around that sold that sorta stuff and he found it and that’s a score for him.  He had no idea what to wear, but he determined that this night would be a hardcore (or so he hoped) cuddle party jam time, and the theme was sort of, you know, pajamas, kinda, which validated his choice of what he usually wore to bed. Which was booty shorts that said ‘woof’ on his ass and a loose, home made tank top that said ‘bite me’ on it with a pair of wolf fangs - that sorta counted as a shirt, if you didn’t look at the fact that the arm holes went halfway down his torso. He plopped onto the couch that was pushed against the far wall, watching the front door and waiting. @legend-of-shinobi-shino @legend-of-shinobi-kankuro

Kiba waved at Kankuro when he saw him. “Hey, Kankuro! What’s u-” His words were cut off when Kankuro suddenly placed a quick kiss on his lips. He stood frozen in place, staring at where Kankuro had been a moment ago. It took him too long to realize Kankuro was even gone. His face turned a bright red, and all of a sudden he snapped out of it, looking around wildly. “Wha?! Kankuro?! Where did you go?!” He brought a hand up to his mouth. His lips felt all tingly. Does he chase after Kankuro? What should he do? Kankuro just kissed him and ran away. What if he didn’t want to be chased after? Why did Kankuro kiss him and run away?! “Ah, damnit!” Kiba took off after Kankuro.