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Naruto P.O.V

I froze at Fang's outburst. He's never yelled nor looked at me so angrily before. Did I cross the line by pouring cold tap water on him at 3 in the morning?

I think so.

He stormed towards me and reached his hand out for my neck. I couldn't move as fear stroke me like a lightning bolt, immobilizing me. However, the choking sensation never came as I looked him in his eyes and noticed he stopped himself forcefully.

"Kit! Have you lost your fucking mind! Why did you pour water all over me!?" He spat, breathing heavily while pressing his fist against the doorframe.

"..." I couldn't respond as I was still lost in a trance at the different behavior he was showing. However his next action caused me to jump so quickly that I fell back inside my dorm.

"ANSWER ME!" He yelled before punching the wall. I had no doubt in my mind that he broke the wall. He stepped in the room and leaned against the wall while rocking back and forth.

"I-" I panicked. Immediately I wanted to apologize but for someone reason I felt that I was valid to do what I had did to him. He liked it rough with Kankuro so what was the difference if I had done it.

"What were you doing at my room?" I asked him with a smirk. Standing up on my two feet and stepping towards him seductively and slowly.

"Be like Kankuro..." I thought to myself.

"What?" He spat, squinting his eyes at me intimidatingly.

"Fang, don't take me for a fool. I know all about your little secrets. You don't need to play this game anymore." I replied while closing the door and locking eyes with him.

"What game? And why the fuck are you walking like that?" He asked.

"You left me here all alone and expected me to run to you like a little bitch, but here you were, sleeping at my door. It's clear what you've been trying to hide from me for a long time now." I replied while tracing my hand against his abdomen.

"Kit..."

"Shh...you don't need to speak anymore." I whispered against his chiseled jawline while my hand slid down his soaked front and palmed his shaft.

He moaned huskily into my ear, his heartbeat raced against mine. I grabbed onto his hand and placed it on my back where he instantly pulled me further on to him, his length harden on my thigh, dampening my clothes in the process.

"You've wanted me since the day you saw my bare ass advertising for you." I continued, whispering everything in his ear softly. "Craving every edge of my body like the horny bastard that you."

Fang brought his lips down to my neck and nibbled  on the exposed flesh hungrily. He slid his down my back and captured half my ass in his hands and firmly squeezed it making me bite my lip seductively while purring against him.

"You talked about me being a fraud, but that's what turned you on more."

"That's not true." He breathed while kissing my neck.

"He's lying. Try harder." I thought.

"You've considered me a liar, but only to tear me down, make me vulnerable. That way you'd be able to fuck me just like all the blondes you've fucked before."

"What are you talking about?" He asked while looking at me in confusion.

"You're failing. Think fast!" I thought.

Immediately I crashed our lips together and pulled him into me. It didn't take long for his hands to find their way on my thighs. He pulled me up by my thighs, making me wrap them around his broad waist as he cupped my ass firmly.

He carried us over to his bed and laid me down while keeping our lips together. I felt my mind go blank at how fast we were moving, but also that I was getting what I wanted, his attention. He glided his tongue over my lips and I parted them to allow him access, his tongue darted towards mine and searched every corner of my cavern.

The taste of liquor and cigarettes became known inside my mouth and I loved it. Having this older guy ravish me in a way my body wasn't used too. He grinded into me creating tension between our trapped and hardening members.

Fang, broke the kiss a trail of our saliva connecting between our lips as he looked down at me in what I could only describe as pure ecstasy. He smiled before leaning back down and attacking my neck with his hungry kisses. While I laid there and smiled in victory, this was what I wanted.

He removed his shirt and threw it to the side my hands went ahead and instantly familiarized themselves with his muscular physique that I always saw, and was finally getting to touch. I squeezed his pecs playfully and he threw his head back and looked at down at me with the sexiest grin I've ever seen.

"This is my shirt?" He asked huskily.

"Mhm." I nodded.

"Sneaky Fox, you've been here wearing daddy's clothes while I've been gone, huh?" He asked before tearing the shirt open and licking my chest.

I lost all common sense and morality from his man handling. The way he was handling me roughly, but in a caring and sensual way drove me over the top. I locked my legs around his waist as he humped into me deeply. The bed rocked back and forth slowly and all I could here was my heavy breathing and the wet sound of him sucking on my now tender nipples.

"Ahh fuck yeah." I moaned.

"You like that, Kit?" He asked before using his teeth to play with my nipple. "Tell me what you want."

"Hmm no you know what I want!" I squealed.

"Tell me and I'll give it to you." He teased while palming my member. "You're already wet and I know it's not from the water, Kit."

"I want..."

"Yeah?" He smiled while kissing my neck again. I pulled him up and placed his ear near my lips, nibbling on the soft flesh as anticipation grew inside of me.

"I want you to fuck me like how you fuck Kankuro." I whispered.

"Kankuro?" He asked while abruptly sitting up."What does Kankuro have to do with this?"

"What doesn't Kankuro have to do with this? He's the one who told me about the game you like to play on blonde's with big, assets." I replied with a sinful smile.

"I'm just giving you permission to use me how you want..." I continued, reaching for his belt buckle and unlocking it within seconds.

"Woah!" He halted, jumping off the bed and holding his hands out. "What do you mean he told you? I don't fuck with Kankuro like that anymore."

"Why are you lying Fang?" I asked in irritation.

"What? I'm not lying to you."

"I saw the message on your phone about how rough he was with you. You can't fool me." I revealed.

"You snuck into my phone?" He asked.

"What? No, I mean yes, you were in the bathroom. But, that's not the point."

"Then what is the fucking point. If not, you invading my privacy."

"You've invaded my privacy." I countered.

"That was because you had ran away for over ten hours, Kit!" He replied.

"Whatever." I spat, not knowing how else to answer his statement. "The point is you're lying because I saw you two kissing yesterday, and now today you have hickies on your neck."

"You saw that?"

"Mhm, caught in your lie, huh?"

"Firstly, he kissed me." He scuffed. "If you had watched long enough you would've noticed I pushed him away."

"Then how did he give you those hickies? Or are you fucking someone else?" I accused.

"These aren't hickies. They're bruises, the same bruises that you always treat whenever I'd come back late at night." He replied.

"And where did you go?" I asked swiftly.

"That's none of your business." He stated. "Just know I went alone and do what I always do, or did Kankuro tell you something about that too?"

"Well, I don't believe you. You're a fuck boy and I don't expect any better from you." I blurted. "That's all you do fuck, lie and manipulate people."

"Who have I manipulated!? Are you even listening to yourself?" He yellled. "You sound fucking crazy!"

"And you sound like a delinquent!"

"You always go back to that! Don't you have any more clever words to call me in your head!?"

"Plenty!"

"Well I hope none of them is cheater, because the last time I checked, you had a boyfriend."

"He doesn't have to know what happened here. Cut the puppetry and shut up already!" I replied with an eye roll. For a second I almost forgot about Sasuke, as far as I remembered I was single due to the lack of communication I received from him, but for some reason I felt that wasn't right.

"Cut the puppetry?" He asked. "You've got to be fucking with me..."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked in confusion, with an attitude.

"That! That right there! That attitude that I can't stand. It's not you." He replied. "You're beginning to behave like Kankuro."

"I'm not acting like anyone. I have a mind of my own to be whoever I want to be."

"No you don't!" He yelled. " You aren't like this! You weren't like this! Back in high school, you were different! Even when we began this semester together, you weren't like this!"

"People can change."

"People who know themselves can change. You don't know who you are! What happened to the guy that I used to teach Spanish, huh?"

"Pfft, that was a waste of time. I stopped attending classes by that point. I just used it as an excuse to get close to you." I revealed unintentionally.

"What?" He asked.

"You heard me?" I replied, without any feeling. My body felt as though it was interacting on its own. Like I wasn't control of what I said, or what I did anymore. It was like I was watching and listening to myself from the inside. I felt bad, but I couldn't stop, my body just felt numb to me.

Like it wasn't my own.

"You've been skipping classes?"

"Yeah, and before you say that I was copying Kankuro. We may be besties, but I was doing it long before him."

"Kankuro has nothing to do with this! We're talking about you here!"

"Really? Cause it seems you love comparing old and new."

"What happened to getting your degrees, and making your parents proud?! Don't you want to become something in life? You expect to just sit here and rot away your youthful years PRETENDING to be someone else. All for what?" Fang asked.

"You..." I thought, but what came out of my mouth was completely different.

"Ha! Oh my Kaguya!! What do you know about making family proud? You're here doing the same thing but you're scolding me not too. Acting like you care about me and my well-being when you all you wanted was to fuck me. Like maybe I want to pretend to be like you too, a soon to be college dropout, who's a delinquent and disgrace to his family." I spat spitefully.

Fang looked at me in defeat. He bit his lip tightly but I could still see his glossy eyes from moonlight. I felt I had gone too far with what I said. My head felt light from the amount of yelling and excitement that took place. However, before I could even open my mouth, he scuffed before speaking.

"I thought that you'd eventually find yourself and that I'd be able to bring you back to a place where you can be comfortable in your own skin. Knowing WHO you are, and what YOU want. You used to be a troublemaker, yes, but you were at least doing something that made you happy. I can see now that you don't want happiness, you want others to be happy off of you. You crave validation from everyone else, except yourself." He said while backing away to the door.

"The thing with Kankuro is that bastard never had good intentions, and that's the person you choose to be? Disowning a friend like Neji, who actually sat and put up with your bullshit for years, all for some fucker who thrives on stepping on everyone else. You must be proud." He finished. "The thing is he's already a mess, but you're even worse than him because you're pretending to be like that."

"Fang, baby stop!" I whined as I got up to run after him.

"DONT FOLLOW ME!" He ordered. "I'm done with you and your bullshit! I hope you're happy with your yourself knowing that your a disgrace to your family, a fake friend to Neji, and a cheater to the guy who for whatever reason I thought I loved you more than."

"Don't talk to me anymore or I'll show you just how rough I can get." He threatened before exiting the room and slamming the door behind him.

I slid down the door as tears began to fall down my face. I somehow had managed to hurt the bad boy's feelings more than he hurt mine. It was a time like this that I had to take a look at all the things I've done in my life that lead to this moment.

I've stopped attending classes, dropped my best friend, broke what I thought was parent's wishes, cheated on my boyfriend and finally broke the heart of guy who had somehow managed to fall in love with me.

Despite my very obvious flaws.

I was never perfect to being with. I was just perfect at being everyone else, except who I'm supposed to be.

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*Time Skip*

Days went by and my mind always went back to Fang, whom I never saw again. I'd occasionally set my alarm to the hours he'd be at my door, but whenever I checked.

He wasn't there, I was just frequently checking an empty hallway at late hours.

I haven't spoken to Kankuro either, neither has he made any attempt to speak to me. I've tried contacting Neji, but he obviously didn't answer me. And apparently he got a voicemail because that's immediately what my calls always went to.

"Hello, this is Neji. I'm currently unavailable at the moment and if you're a certain someone I don't know why'd you even call me. You know? Me being a dictator and all that. Anyway, leave a message without the beep." The phone repeated once again.

"Hey Neji..." I trailed after rolling my eyes in frustration. "Didn't know you got a voicemail now. But, I'm just calling to check in on you. I'm doing fine over here...Just call me back, asshole."

Lies. That's all I was doing these days. Lying as if everything was okay and that I was normal, but deep down I was lost within myself.

An empty shell of the person who's face I've grown to not even recognize as my own anymore.

It has been a week since I've seen Fang, if I didn't know any better I would've thought he was kicked out of the institution, but this morning I was met by someone who I'd never in a million years expect to see at my dorm.

The knocking echoed throughout the room as my eyes fluttered open from another restless night of lying to my parents about how I was doing in my classes, that at this point must be thinking that I have dropout.

The rays of the Sun were bright and I groaned in frustration at the disruption of my hours and hours of hibernation. Rubbing my eyes I glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost noon. I scuffled at how much trouble I'd be in if my parents ever knew I woke up this late.

The knocking at my door continued and I snapped back to reality. For a moment I thought of who it could've been. I thought of Kankuro, who I haven't seen longer than Fang. That's when the thought hit me.

"Fang?" I mumbled as I quickly sat up on the bed. The knocking continued and next thing I knew a smile crept on my face as I was now running towards the door.

I grabbed the doorknob, unlocked the door, swung it open and my smile immediately disappeared as I looked at the person in breathless confusion.

"Hinata?" I asked. She stared at me with her pastel purple eyes, eyes bags laid beneath them. It was like she hasn't slept in days, weeks even.

"May I come in." She stated, not even making it sound as if she was asking. I reluctantly invited her in, closing the behind us.

"Guess we're finally seeing each other around now." I joked. However, before I could even ask what her actual reason for visiting was. I was instantly struck across the face with the back of her hand.

I placed my hand on the afflicted cheek and looked her in surprise. I definitely didn't expect someone who looked as sweet as she did to hit me without any reason, or at all for that matter.

"Do you have any idea, how many restless nights I've had because of you?" She asked, while swaying her palm left and right.

"Why did you-" I tried.

"BEFORE! You say another word. How long has it been since you last saw Kiba?"

"What does that have to do-" I tried, but was struck by her hand once more.

"ANSWER!" She yelled as tears began to build up in her eyes.

"I-I- about a week ago, but, but, I haven't seen him since then!" I replied quickly.

"A week?!" She asked. "Kiba has been living with me in my dorm, day and night! He's been with me for almost a month. Do you know what I've gone through within a month?"

"..." I stayed silent, not wanting to irritate her any further.

"I've had to put up with nights of him partying, coming back with bruises, yelling at Akamaru, yelling at me, getting drunk, trying to bring others in the apartment and overall just damping the atmosphere with how miserable he is!"

"That doesn't sound like him." I replied hesitantly.

"Because that's been Kiba for the entirety of this week." She revealed.

"What?" I asked.

"Kiba has changed during this entire week! He hasn't been himself. He's been acting very inconsiderate, very irresponsible, very miserable and as if there isn't anything worth being happy about." She explained. "And the fact that he wasn't like this before really bothers me. Because he's been going out and coming back late. Sometimes he doesn't even come back at all until two days after. I've seen him for a total of three times last week and they've all been hell!"

"Well just report him or something..." I suggested.

"That's why I'm reporting him to you!" She spat.

"Me?" I asked in confusion.

"Yes, you!" She retorted. "I know you have a lot to do with this. So don't try and act like you're not responsible for it."

"Fang, is twenty-one years old! I'm not responsible for anyone but myself." I replied before walking over to my bed.

"How can you be responsible for yourself when you don't even know who you are?" She replied, causing me to stop, but not face her.

"You don't know what you're talking about." I trailed.

"I've been listening to Kiba. He rants on and on about you. Whether it's on purpose or he's just unintentionally yapping about you doing this or that. The good things, the bad things, and for me personally, the fucked up things." She explained.

"So?" I replied.

"You don't see it do you?"

"See what?" I asked in confusion.

"You're so lost within yourself that you can't even see the clearest things that are in front of you. Do you really think that hanging out with Kankuro will get you anywhere in life?"

"What?! That's my friend you're talking about!"

"You're friend! Is the reason Kiba is the way he is!" She revealed. "And all you're doing is taking up everything after him like a copy cat!"

"I am not! I have a boyfriend!"

"So did Kankuro, but that still didn't stop him from fucking around with Kiba's feelings."

"His feelings? He's not a child!" I retorted.

"Everyone has feelings. Not just children, you'd understand that if YOU were willing enough to open your eyes and stand on your own two feet. Instead of acting childish and copying other people!"

"Ugh! So what! What are you going to do! Put me over your lap and slap me till I cry and beg for mercy."

"No! I'm going to show you the damage that you've done."

"What damage?" I asked.

"Kiba..."

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Hinata kindly lead the way to her dorm where Kiba was. She didn't give me any details on him when I explained that we shouldn't see each other at the moment. However, she said it was fine as he was asleep.

That eases the discomfort, but I was still nervous about seeing him.

Honestly, I wouldn't have went, but I was kind of scared of Hinata. So for peace sake I just went along with her. Besides, if things got too complicated I'd just leave.

We reached her door and it was beautifully decorated though I couldn't focus on it. She opened her door and we were immediately greeted by Akamaru.

"Hey Akamaru..." She smiled as he jumped up and placed his paw in her hands. He had gotten so big over the time he's been away.

"Hey Akamaru." I tried, but he just whimpered and backed away from me. "Akamaru, it's me..."

Akamaru didn't come any closer though. It was like he didn't even recognize me. It was like I was completely unidentifiable to him. I looked to Hinata but she just stared forward and pursed her lips. I followed her eyes and could literally feel the air being knocked out of system.

Fang was laying down in one of the beds, covered in body bandage wraps around his abdomen, head, left ankle and right arm. I covered my mouth in shock and stumbled over to him. My eyes watered uncontrollably as I couldn't even find the words to describe how I felt or what I wanted to ask. Hinata must've saw my struggle as she came over and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"He was in some kind of accident. I figured it was motorcycle incident, but his bike is fine. He dragged himself here last night and I've been up all night taking care of him." She explained.

"Dragged himself!? Wh-Why didn't you take him to the hospital?" I asked.

"His injuries aren't serious. He just sprained a few joints. Besides he refused to go to a medical professional. He's been coming back with bruises, more and more every night, but he never wants to seek medical attention for them."

"Why is he...Who did he...What happed to him then?!" I begged to know.

"He didn't tell me." She replied. "He said it wasn't important, but I knew he just didn't want me to worry. So that's why I confronted you."

"I...I did this." I replied with a shaky voice. I reached out and placed my hand over his heart. He felt so warm and his heart beat was so weak, but feeling it beat under my touch made me feel bittersweet.

I was happy he was alive, but the thought that he was in this state, and because of me. It just didn't sit well with me at all.

Eventually, I left. I could feel myself getting numb from staring at him while he rest peacefully. Hinata had given him medication to ease the pain. After further investigation she realized that the amount she left back was gone, meaning he took more than he was supposed too and fell into a deep sleep.

I tried to beg her to allow me to stay, but she said it's be better if we both spoke after he wakes up and is better, both mentally and physically, and that went for me too.

I went back to my dorm and stared at the hole he left next to the door. After entering the room I completely lost control of myself.

I screamed as tears poured from my eyes, crouching into a ball and squeezing my fists. I ran over to my bed, drew my mattress off the bed head and removed the sheets in a fit of rage before tossing it on the couch. I kicked over the trash can and emptied its contents all over the floor. Flipped over the dining table and couch, carved a line in the door, broke one of the windows and sat in the middle of the chaos that I created around myself.

A representation of my life.

I wanted to disappear at this point. I was the disgrace to my family, a fake friend, a nuisance and the reason why Kiba was hurt. Most of all, I was a liar to myself and everyone around me.

My phone began to ring and I saw the screen light up with Kankuro's name on the screen. I was so out of it that I began to nibble on my nails while pulling me hair, feeling as though I was going crazy.

I answered and put the phone on speaker while staring blankly into space.

"Naruto?" Kankuro called.

"Yes?" I replied with a twitch, not really knowing who this Naruto person was.

"Dude don't make me speak first whenever I call."

"That's what we always do, right?"

"Since when do you- nevermind. Anyway, Juugo is throwing a wild party tomorrow night and I want you to come with me because it's out of campus."

"But-but that isn't right." I replied feeling different.

"So? We're grown and can do whatever we want. Besides, maybe Kiba will be there." He teased.

"Kiba?" I asked, a single tear streaming down my face.

"Yeah, he's been such a clingy guy lately. The past week we've just been having a lot of sex." He lied. "Anyway you should definitely come."

"Oh my Kaguya! Cut the puppetry! I'll definitely be there." I snapped with a smiled and perky smile.

"You will! Great! So tomorrow we'll leave out with him by 8. Don't be late bitch."

"No worries you lying piece of shit." I laughed.

"Haha! Good one. See you tomorrow. I like this new attitude of yours by the way. It gives me bipolar vibes. Later." He sang.

"Byeee." I sang before hanging up and glancing at the knife that hung in the door.

"I'll definitely see you tomorrow." I smiled.

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