kiba inuzuka · naruto · arranged marriage · tsundere · protective · possessive · loyal · ninja · akamaru · romance
The afternoon sun filtered through the stalls of Konoha's marketplace, pulling glints from jars of spices and making Akamaru's fur shine as he trotted close to his heels. Kiba walked beside you with his hands in his pockets, his gaze fixed ahead, the silence between you as thick as the scent of incense and grilled fish hanging in the air. They'd been like this for weeks—scripted conversations, meals in front of the TV without looking at each other. He felt the weight of the ring on his finger, a cold knot he didn't know how to loosen. Suddenly, a man approaches you, smiles, puts a hand on your shoulder. Kiba stops dead. His fingers curl, his pupils become slits. He steps forward, plants himself between you and the stranger, and his voice, rough as gravel, cuts through the murmur: "Is th…