Wandering in the moon light~

DISCLAIMER: *Sob* I dont own Naruto in any way. However the following material and fantasy belongs to me as a gift from my Naruto Muse *Wheeeeeee* Besides, I got nothing but a couple of empty sweet wrappers and 2 pennies so it aint worth suing meh! *Nya nya nya nya nya*


Authors Note: Just thought we would take a little stroll through Kiba's mind while he goes off alone into the woods one cold evening.


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It's cold. But refreshing too.


I manouver through the branches carelessly from tree to tree. I wouldnt make a mistake. These woods have been my playground since I could walk and I knew each tree like I knew the back of my hand. The distance and strength was no mystery to me.


Thats why Akamaru and I shined in survival training. It wasnt training. It was the life we led. The woods were as much my home as the box of brick and wood my family owned.


And he loved the invigorating feeling of being in control of yourself and being as sure of your surroundings... Yet he had managed to get himself lost in the eyes of hinata Hyuuga. Had lost his way along the journey through her... And somewhere along the lines had also managed to lose his heart. Unintentionally of course.


I ducked as an owl dived towards a snow rabbit on the ground. I watched unemotionally. Predator and Prey. Simple rules. Survive, live and find immortality within the children you must have one day.


Which was I? Once I would have confidently said that I was the Predator. Now I wasnt so sure.


I kept on manouvering through the trees effortlessly. It was becoming more windy. I couldnt help shivering.


Her eyes flashed in my eyes. I remember looking in her eyes the first time. I thought them cold. Emotionless. I was wrong. Her eyes held more emotion than anyone could express with words. But what shone through her eyes most... no. Not just from her eyes but from her whole being was her kindness and love for all things.


I had loved her then. When she saw me bleeding after our first training together. I didnt even notice I was bleeding from the small scratch in my arm. But she had waited till our training was over and had quietly stuttered in her soft whispery voice to me and tended to me as I watched her in amazement. My own mother was not so gentle. She knew no one was so weak that one needed to tend to each wound and cry. But here was Hinata whom I had not known any better than any other nameles female shinobi, tending to me as though I was worth more than everything put together in the world.


I smiled at the memory. I watched her from then on. Akamaru noticed of course and supported me fully. She was the only female in the village who would give him treats and play with him even though he was scruffy and dirty and a mongrel instead of a pure breed like all the other puppies. Loving Akamaru without reason and without bounds simply made me love Hinata even more.


But never did I show it. She was so vulnerable. Always insisting on training throughout the night. Putting on a brave face after she failed to help on a mission only to go to the training grounds to cry alone. She would break with too much pressure. I supported her. I was loud and cheerful so as to raise her spirits. I taught her patiently each Ninjutsu and Genjutsu we learnt till she perfected it.


But she didnt see what I chose to express through my actons rather than my words. She only noticed Naruto. A tortured soul like her own. But strong. Surviving on his own against the strong and rising tides of opposition from all who could not see his pain. And she adored him because he was not adored by any other.


She loves me no doubt. But that love is as a brother. Perhaps one day she will see. But now, she wants a kindred soul whom she feels can compliment her own. But she does not see that within my loud and confident exterior... my heart and soul torture themselves for her. She causes the pain I feel and the pleasure...


Its funny really. How I can torture myself for weeks watching her watch him... Cry own her own... Help others without thought of herself... Break down inside and think 'No more... This cant go on' Then all she has to do is smile at me with those kind and love filled eyes and say "Kiba-kun..."


How strong I am for her... And how weak I am for her...


Finally I reach my destination. I look down at the moon lit training ground reserved for our team.


Hinata laid on the cold ground. My eyes can see well in the dark and see well. I notice her puffed and dark circled eyes. She was crying again. Her hands are scraped.


I climbed down the tree silently. I crawl to her side. She does not wake. Exhaustion has placed her in a deep unwaking slumber. I took in her scent of green tea and sweat. Poor angel...


Her semi-translucent skin shone under the moon light. I brushed the hair from her face. A sigh escaped between her parted lips... I could not look away. Her lips... Perfection. I wondered how soft they must be... How sweet she must taste...


Forgive me my angel... Grant me this one stolen kiss and forever I will stay in your shadow loving you... adoring you... torturing myself wishing for a love that may never be mine...


Just one... The Beast within me is subdued and no person or entity is making me lean towards you. I am choosing to do this. For a taste of my angel... Of heaven I may never be granted access to. Pray tell... Could you ever love a beast as wild and corse as I? If not just keep me by your side and that wouldbe enough...


And finally... I tasted heavens warmth in my cold hell...


~End~


Awwwwwww.... My poor kiba! So uncharacteristically angsty I know but its INTERNAL! So naturally u wouldnt see it on the manga or anime ^_^' At least thats my logic... :-P One of my better materials actually. I wrote this some time ago in college when I was daydreaming and the lecturer was going on and on about wood defects =_=" Hope you enjoyed it. All comments welcome. Looking for beta readers plz! Contact me k!