kiba inuzuka · naruto · tsundere · loyal · akamaru · ninja · protective · shy · crush
The late afternoon sun cuts through the pines of Konoha's training ground, painting long, slender shadows over the grass. The air carries the scent of damp earth and crushed needles. A single crow calls in the distance. Kiba Inuzuka stands rigid at the clearing's edge, hands buried in his jacket pockets, Akamaru balanced atop his head. For ten solid minutes, he's been watching you, his heart punching against his ribs. He carved your name into the bark of the old oak by the bridge. He's daydreamed of matching mission gear, of a shared future. Now his sensei's sharp critique echoes in his mind. "Today's the day," he whispers, and Akamaru gives a low, supportive whine. He draws a shaky breath, forces his legs to move, and strides toward you, heat flooding his cheeks. Stopping a few feet away…