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The next day just as I arrived at school. I was beyond horny and excited to see Sasuke. After seeing Kiba and Tamaki do the Devil's Tango right in front of me and the eye contact I made with Kiba it had left me hung the whole night.

No, I didn't just jerk off to him, it was Kiba after all. Absolutely disgusting.

"Naruto, don't forget your textbook!" My sister yelled just as I stepped out the car.

"Could you be any louder, Naruko? I don't think they heard you well back at home." I replied making my way back and holding on to the book.

"You're one to talk about being loud. Don't think you're the quiet one among us."

"That's obviously me." Our brother boasted.

"Be quiet Menma." Naruko and I said in unison.

"Hey don't pick on your brother." Our mother scolded us as she laughed quietly alongside our father.

"You know we haven't had a proper family dinner in a while, why don't we plan something for later?" Dad asked.

"For later? How late exactly because Naruto doesn't leave prison until every store and restaurant in town is closed." Menma teased.

"Very funny Menma."

"Your brother is doing a good thing for all of this so leave him be. It'll only be for a little more, after that we can plan a dinner and go wherever." Mom assured us.

"It's so weird though how you literally have so much talk yet you can't defend yourself from one guy." Naruko pointed out.

"..." I didn't know how to respond to that, at least not in a way that wouldn't let them know that he knew my secret because, not even my family did.

"Not everything can be fixed with violence Naruko. Maybe your brother is trying to change his ways, who knows maybe he'll make a friend after this." Dad advised.

"Naruto? Making friends? Ha, he literally goes to the same school with Gaara and he doesn't even bat an eye towards him." Naruko continued.

"Plus Hinata and goes here too, but still nothing." Menma added.

"Well maybe he doesn't wanna be friends with your significant others, maybe he wants to gain his own set of friends differently." Dad suggested.

"That's a great way to look at it. Hey! How are you and that Kiba kid doing anyway? Do you think he can join us for dinner?" Mom asked.

"Huh? Uh, no!" I replied with urgency.

"Why not? This whole detention thing is for you two to be friends after all."

"Or to agree to never deal with each other again." I added.

"So why does it have to be the latter?"

"Why can't it?"

"I don't know, maybe you two can be good friends."

"No mom, he's a bit rough around the edges."

"So is Menma, but we keep him." Mom teased.

"Mom!" Menma groaned.

"Kushina..." Dad trailed.

"Alright, alright I'm sorry it was a bad joke." She apologized.

"A true one too." Naruko added.

"Naruko..." Dad trailed.

"Haha Minato is right, we're sorry Menma. But Naruto seriously, give this guy a thought maybe you two can learn something from each other."

"Like what?"

"I don't know what teen boys learn from each other." She shrugged, looking at Menma and me for an example.

Naruko and I chuckled while glancing at each other because we knew the only thing Menma loved doing was smoking and drinking out the liquor our parents hid and filling it with water.

"Mom and Dad, we should go before Menma and I are late." Naruko laughed, trying to change the subject as Menma gave mom a face that if she knew the meaning behind she'd kill him and then he'd be grounded.

They both reluctantly agreed and then we said our goodbyes to each other before I turned around and began walking up to the school. I had thought about Kiba being a friend but immediately all that came to my head was him fucking around with Tamaki and the amount of fights we've had.

It wasn't going to work out. Furthermore I didn't need a friend, especially if they weren't going to know me for who I was, what was the point.

I mean, the only person besides Kiba that knew I liked guys was Sasuke, but I don't know where I stand with him yet.

"Psst" I heard, recognizing the sound immediately as I had grown accustomed to it.

It was Sasuke and he was waiting by the front door for me as he always did at this time so we could hide away to the bathroom and start out day right with each other.

My heart fluttered seeing him as it always does and memories of us kissing came flooding back to me the closer I got to him. It was like the part of the your day to day life that always excited you whenever it was near that time, but unlike the rain, trouble didn't always show a sign.

At that moment as I was making my way over to Sasuke, someone grabbed me with such force that I couldn't even process what was happening to react and before I knew it was being swiftly dragged by my hand,  past Sasuke and into the school.

They ran with me from the front entrance all the way to the back and into the pool where they ran into the boy's lockeroom and locked the door behind us before tossing me to the ground.

"Ah! What the fuck!" I spat as my ass hit the floor and got water all over my uniform, just then was I able to see who was responsible for all this and why wasn't I even fucking surprised.

"Kiba..." I seethed.

"Kitten."

"What the fuck...What is your problem?!" I yelled as I got up and shoved him.

"Woah! Hey! I didn't want to throw hands with you, we don't have time for that. I just gotta request." He backed away raising his hands in defense.

"Another fucking request? What are you? A fucking customer at a hotel?"

"Ha! Well if I was I'd say you provide a shitty service." He teased, pushing me on the shoulder.

"Don't touch me! You got my uniform wet too you asshole!"

"In comparison to mine? I literally have lawn clippings all over me."

"So you're dirty?"

"Isn't it obvious." He replied, spreading his arms and turning side to side to show the mud, dirt and leafy debris on his uniform.

"I don't know, don't you always look like that?"

"I don't know, don't you always have Sasuke's tongue down your throat."

That was below the belt.

"I'm leaving." I stated bluntly as I turn my back to him and began walking away.

"NARUTO UZUMAKI YOU ARE LEAVING ME TO GO MAKEOUT-" He tried.

I ran back and practically jumped onto Kiba with my hand against his mouth and legs wrapped around his body. He fumbled on his feet for a second before catching his balance and then he started to chuckle under my palm.

My heart was freaking out as I stared at him with wide eyes and a heavy breath.

"Haha mmm get your hand off my mouth." He laughed as he moved his head. "So are you gonna do as I say or what?"

"..."

"I can't read your mind, Kit."

"What do you want?"

"Firstly I need to borrow your spare uniform."

"What makes you think I have one?" I spat.

"Because I know you do, you always do whenever you have swimming classes."

"Well what makes you think I'd give my uniform to likes of you?"

"Because of the reason you're still latching onto me right now." He grinned.

I looked at us and how we we're positioned, I had my hand now wrapped around his shoulder and legs still wrapped around his waist as he held my by my thighs and grinned at me.

I glared at him while diverting my gaze so I wouldn't give him the satisfaction, but unfortunately for me, he had won this one too.

"You want to keep this secret of yours just between us, right?"

"Let go of me."

"Will you comply?"

"..."

"Or do you like me holding you like this?" He whispered in my ear, causing me to push him off and drop me to the ground, once again.

"Fucking hell..."

"Haha I'm kidding, no need to overreact." He chuckled before kneeling down in front of me. "So where's your locker?"

"You don't know? I thought you knew all my secrets just to fuck around with me."

"I wish, but I don't even have all that time."

"Right..." I rolled my eyes before looking back at him. "It's the one closets to the shower."

"Was that so hard now?" He smiled before squeezing my jaw and pushing my face back.

He got up and walked over to my locker and I took that opportunity to just leave. I wanted to go and meet Sasuke but the more time I spent around Kiba made me feel like not even wanting to see him. It was like he was punishing me to be who I was just was and I honestly just feel like giving up.

But I couldn't let him think he won, could I?

I stood to my feet and dusted myself off, I was still wet and my top was a mess now, but it was nothing I couldn't get through the day with.

"Oi Kit! Where do you think you're going?" He called as I turned and tried to walk away.

"What's it to you? You got what you wanted, what more do you want?"

"Is that an attitude?" He cocked his head.

"It's whatever you want to take it as."

"Well I'll take it as you being horny and miserable over not being able to kiss Sasuke right now, but regardless of that, I still need your key to open your locker, remember?"

I sighed in annoyance and made my way over to him, gesturing for him to move back from the locker as I held the keys. At first he looked at me with his smug grin but reluctantly moved out of the way and allowed me to open the locker.

"I'm leaving now." I immediately stated before walking away again.

"No you're not."

"And why is that?"

"Because I'm not done with my requests."

I said nothing, but stopped in my tracks because I knew just how this was going to turn out as it always does and I didn't have the energy to keep arguing with him.

At least not right now.

"What other requests do you have?" I asked, not facing him.

"Not putting up a fight this time, eh?" He replied.

"I'd much rather you fall on the ground and disappear."

"Haha, really now? Well that's a shame."

"How so?" I asked, but there was no response, out of curiosity peaked over my shoulder and saw him sitting down and staring at me.

"Turn around." He stated and I followed suite, only to see him man spreading on the bench and looking up at me.

"..."

"Take my clothes off."

"What!" I immediately said in both shock and confusion.

"You're not deaf." He smiled.

"You're fucking kidding me."

"I'm not. I am a hundred percent serious. Take my clothes off, starting with my shoes."

"I'm not gonna-"

"If you don't then we'll both stay here for as long as time because if you leave without doing as I say, the moment I set foot back in the public eyes is when I'll just do what you wouldn't want me too."

"..."

"Remember, you do as I say, I keep your little secret to myself. It's your choice really."

"But me undressing you would make you gay as well, wouldn't it?" I replied.

"I never said we were going to fuck, did I?"

"..."

"I'd hurry if I were you. We might be early but we don't have all day." He continued before leaning his head back and humming.

I didn't really have a choice, did I? Man, I hated the living shit out of this guy.

I tossed my backpack to the floor and cursed under my breath as I approached him and got on my knees to undo his shoes. I wanted to just twist his foot and break his ankles with the amount of force that I was utilizing.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Take your time before you sprain my foot." He argued.

"Oh I'm sorry your majesty should I have brought with me some olive oil to better care for thine feet?" I asked in a mocking tone.

"I got some lube in my backpack if that works for you." He shot back with a smile.

"..."

"Nothing else to say? Great now stop being snarky and make sure to do this properly."

I rolled my eyes once and began taking his socks off now very slowly. He had big feet but they were surprisingly well groomed, also they weren't very rough but also not so soft either which made sense as he was apart of a lot of sporting activities.

Oddly enough I began to not feel as angry as I was when I first began this. However I was very nervous now as I had to undo his pants next, reaching for his belt buckle I could feel my heart pounding the closer I got, but just as I touched the piece of clothing.

"No, do my top next." He stopped me before chuckling lightly.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"You wish you knew."

I decided not to answer and stood to my feet, placing my hands on his shoulders I lifted his jacket and slid it down his arms before tossing the wet fabrics to the side. I tried to pull his shirt up but he was sitting on some of it as it was tucked into his pants.

"Stand up." I requested.

Kiba looked at me with another grin and stood up as I backed away, the whole time he stared at me even as I reached forward to unbutton his shirt after getting out of his pants.

"Why are you so far away?" He asked.

"What..."

"Come closer, you'll strain your arms."

"No I don't want to-"

"Come closer."

I followed his order and took tiny steps closer to him and the space that I did leave between us he filled in.

"Now you're too close." I pointed out to him.

"I don't mind, keep going."

I was incredibly nervous but tried my best to appear as if I wasn't being phased, but having a man this close to me made me feel so vulnerable, even if he was an asshole.

I slowly unbuttoned his top and removed the wet garments, allowing it to fall to the floor. I tried not to look at his body but the only other option was to stare into his eyes that never stopped reading my face. It was like I was trapped in a place of pure gay panic and he was enjoying every moment of it from the smile on his fucking smug face that never faded.

Kiba's upper body was as expected of any athlete. He was wearing a tank top underneath but he was still toned, muscular, veiny in all the right places and hairy in places that I've never seen right in front of me before, not only that but on the right side of his pec was a small tattoo with the word 'family' written under it. I wondered if it was symbolic to anything, but I wasn't going to ask him that obviously.

He chuckled and that's when I realized I had been just staring at his upper body for Kaguya knows how long and he saw it and was laughing.

To say I'm embarrassed would be an understatement.

"Lost your train of thought?"

"Huh? No I-I just remembered...no I just forgot if I remembered to put my keys back in the locker- I mean backpack." I tried, mentally giving myself the death stare for stuttering.

"Oh, well they're fine. Maybe you should think less about that and more about this." He stated before holding my hands.

Kiba guided my hands down to his waist and placed them under his tank top. I could feel his hot skin burning my palms but in the nicest way that I can't even begin to process as I was also captivated by how soft his skin was as well. For a moment I just so subtly gripped his sides without even thinking about it and that's when he removed his hands from mine.

"Continue." He requested as he chuckled lightly.

I took a small deep breath and gripped the bottom of Kiba's tank top. He raised his arms above his head and I stared into his armpits for a split second before diverting my gaze because why the fuck wouldn't they also be attractive. I allowed his tank top to drop to the floor and then looked at him for a moment.

I lowered my hands and placed them on his belt buckle once more and this time he said nothing but chuckled once more.

"Should I continue?" I asked, feeling as though I wanted him to say yes, I wanted to take his pants off, I wanted to take it all off and see what he had under there again, but this time I'd be right in front of me and just me this time.

He leaned towards me and placed his head against my ear like that time when we were in detention together, right before he told me to get on my knees. My heart was racing and I felt both excited and nervous at the same time.

"I think that's enough harassment for one day." He whispered before laughing in my face.

"..."

"Haha I was just messing with you man! I didn't mean for you to do all that, I expected you to argue a bit more if I'm being honest, but I couldn't deal with giving you blue balls." He revealed. "That would be way too fucked up for me."

"..."

"It's a joke man, chill out." He continued as he patted me on the shoulder. "Take a seat and wait for me while I take a shower. We can go back and head to our classes when I'm done, alright?"

Kiba turned his back to me while laughing and made his way into the showers with his pants still on, then he removed them and his underwear and tossed them onto the floor. I stood there in disbelief and embarrassment as I was swiftly started coming down from the high that I was on a moment ago.

He embarrassed me.

He made me feel like for a moment, something was there between us, but then he just threw it back in my face and made me realize that he still hated me and I should still hate him for what he knows about me.

In a few minutes Kiba exited the showers with his pants and underwear covering his crotch.

"I'm back Kitten." He said, but I didn't responded and I didn't even face him.

"You gonna change your shirt or what? He asked as he stepped into a new pair of underwear. "Can't have people saying you smell like shit, eh?"

"..."

"Don't you hear me ta-"

"Just put your clothes on and let's get the fuck out of here, please." I spat in a calm tone.

"What the fuck is your problem?"

"You."

"Me? What did I do?"

"..."

"Hey! Answer me when I'm talking to yo-"

"Or what?! You'll threaten to tell everyone that I like men?! Then use that to take advantage of me and have me knell in front of you and undress you all because you have that one little power over me?!"

"..."

"That doesn't make you better than me! Me being gay isn't a downside to anything. I have nothing to lose at this school if you tell, I have no friends, no power over anything or anyone and not even popularity to hold against me!"

"All I have is my family's dignity and you take that and use it against me just to pull these sick fucking jokes of yours!"

"I'm so fucking sick of it and I'm so fucking sick of you! I can't believe my mother even tried convincing me to be your friend!"

"If you hate me so fucking much then do yourself and me a favor and just leave me the fuck alone or shout my secret from the roof top!"

I've had it with him! For a moment he just stared at me while I breathed heavily from telling him just how I feel about all this. But it was like everything I just said was in vein of nothing from what he said next.

"So you think being with a guy like Sasuke whilst he is in a relationship is keeping up your family's dignity?" He asked, as if he hadn't heard a thing I said.

"Hm, as if being around you gives me the option to find anyone better." I stated before walking off and leaving Kiba to him fucking self.

I knew that I might've blown it this time, but I didn't care.

The time I spent waiting for him to leave the showers I contemplated everything and honestly it wasn't worth suffering over. I decided what I wanted to do with my life and if my school reputation gets tarnished because of Kiba then so be it, the only thing I was concerned about was my family.

I just hoped I would've been the one to tell them before they had to hear it from someone else, but I guess the man that hated me once again was going to ruin something else for me.

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