Variety Pack 2/6 (NC-17, KibaSaku)

[AngelOfDeath]

This one is a bit more PWP than the last. Go figure.

Remember, the last scenario didn?t happen in this timeline. Sakura is *not* a slut and is *not* jumping from bed to bed. Just making that clear.

Ok, a few things here. First, just assume in all these stories that everyone is probably nineteen or older. Second, assume that Sakura is no longer pining over Sasuke. I refuse to bring him into this because it causes needless angst and if I was doing that for all six then it would only get horridly repetitive for both you and I. Third, I encourage safe sex for everyone and these characters are certainly not practicing it. Partially this is because I don?t know whether Konoha has condoms and partially because I didn?t want to think up what their name might be if they did have them (Tsunade?s Stoppers, Jiraiya?s Delight? don?t make me think up corny titles please).

Sakura had her mind to make up in this one. After being manipulated in the last one, I thought she?d enjoy some agency. This whole theme behind this one was quick and dirty. Heh.

These were just some thoughts.

Oh yeah, ShikaSaku next. Probably not for a few days though.



Disclaimer: I don?t own Naruto or its characters!



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Sakura had been practicing alone in the forest for quite some time. She didn?t frequent the spots that the other ninja her age did for this task, mostly because she was not up to their level in a lot of ways and she didn?t want to make a fool of herself. As much now as when she was young there was a streak of pride in her that wouldn?t quit. When it came to combat, her skill set had always been under where most of everyone else was. By no means was she bad at it, really, compared to even a skilled fighter in general but there was a reason she had made a much better medic nin than anything else and she had far more reason to keep those skills at peak performance. Tsunade had always warned her, however, that she should not stay out of practice with forms of combat, and so Sakura continued to train. Being deep in the forest provided her the space to concentrate without being interrupted.

Seeing as she was so far away from the village, when someone burst through the brush at her, she had launched two senbon and a kunai before she recognized it as a person she knew. Immediately she felt guilty, as one of the senbon had hit squarely in his leg, and then angry because of the scare he had given her. A grimaced toothy grin awaited her as she stomped over to the injured boy.

?Inuzuka Kiba, how dare you burst in on me when I?m training? Don?t you know better than to do something so reckless? I am a ninja after all.? It galled her to have to remind people. She tried to reach over to pull the senbon out of his thigh, but he pulled back from her and instead tossed the other senbon and the kunai she had thrown, which he had caught, down at her feet.

?I didn?t think you?d attack me so fast. I was distracted. Damn but you have good reflexes but some bad eyes.? His shaggy hair was damp with sweat and he looked tired. Sakura took pity on him, softening her severe expression. This was all just a mistake.

?Why don?t you rest a minute and tell me what happened. I?ll take care of your leg.? He looked suspiciously at her. ?Don?t worry, I?m trained for this after all. It?s just a scratch really.? Sakura understood too well how other ninja mistrusted medic nin. To go to a medic, for some ninja, was an admission of weakness. And manly men like Kiba were some of the least likely to seek help even for bad wounds. This little senbon really wasn?t much of a problem, but she didn?t want him to be infected just because she didn?t recognize him fast enough. At the very least she would catch hell from Tsunade later.

?I guess you could. It?s your fault after all.? Kiba had always been direct to the point of being insulting. Sakura just shrugged it off; she understood he didn?t mean anything personal and that it was just his mouth moving before his brain caught up. ?I don?t suppose you?ve seen anything else out here have you?? She caught a trace of worry in his face.

She took some bandages out of her bag, and disinfectant, as she prepared for wrapping up his leg after she took out the senbon. ?No, why??

Kiba looked a little bit nervous as he answered. ?It?s Akamaru. See. . . he kind of ran off.?

?Why would he do that? Aren?t you two close? That doesn?t seem like him at all. You should be able to find him, right?? Her rapid questions just seemed to upset Kiba more.

?I can?t find him if he doesn?t want to be found.? Kiba snapped.

Sakura put up her hands in a defensive manner. ?No need to get mad at me. I?m just trying to understand.?

With a mumble Kiba said something under his breath after they were both silent a moment. Sakura asked him to speak up, and then wished she had let it go when Kiba told her. ?It?s early spring. All the dogs are in heat. He ran off to go find some bitch.?

?Kiba!?

?That?s the technical term! Don?t give me that stuffy act like you?re insulted or whatever!?

Being a medic nin, and not a veterinarian, Sakura didn?t know much about dogs or how their mating practices worked. Regardless, it didn?t seem like the best time to tell Kiba to take off his pants but she needed him to if she was going to bind the wound. Instead, she sat there with a blush on her cheeks and tried to tell herself that she was a medic. The human form was perfectly neutral to her. Kiba didn?t make it any easier for her as he kept talking, now that someone was willing to listen to his worries.

?It?s only been a week, and now every bitch in town is just dying for it. They make so much noise at night I can hardly sleep and Akamaru has been whining for days on end because I?m forced to keep him chained up. Poor guy.? Sakura was looking down at her hands, clutching the medical supplies. ?What?s wrong with you? You look like you?re getting sick or something.?

?It?s nothing.? She forced herself to take a more professional attitude. Pretending that she was a matron, an old hand at dressing wounds, and not the embarrassed rookie she really was at this, she said, ?Could you please remove your pants so I could treat your wound??

Kiba didn?t blink an eye. ?Sure.? He was taking down his pants without a trace of shame and still talking as Sakura waited with a stoic expression printed onto her face. ?So this morning I felt so bad, because Akamaru has been whining, and I just let him run around free for a minute. Then my sister called me, right, and I looked away for like a second and ?poof? he?s gone. . . Oi, Sakura, my pants are off now.?

With efficient hands she inspected the wound, and noted how cleanly the senbon had pierced itself into his thigh. She pulled it out quickly, hoping to make the pain last only as long as necessary. Blood seeped out from the wound and she disinfected it before wrapping a bandage neatly around his leg. Kiba had watched her silently, not moving or making any noise even when she knew it couldn?t have been a pleasant experience. Strangely, he began to fidget when she ran her hands over the muscles of his thigh, searching for any abnormalities or other injuries. All she found were powerful leg muscles, warm and supple, and not nearly as boring as the charts of the human musculature that she was expected to memorize. Kiba growled, and Sakura assumed she had aggravated his wound, so stopped.

?Sorry, I just needed to make sure everything was in working condition.?

?Everything is in damn good working condition. . . no thanks to you.? He snarled a little as he said it, and Sakura sighed again at his antagonism. He turned away from her and put on his pants again. She felt like she needed to make things up to him somehow. It wasn?t like she had truly handicapped him, but the feeling of obligation was strong.

Kiba turned around and gave her an enigmatic glance. She caught his eye. ?I?d like to help you search for Akamaru. Is there anything I can do??

He snorted, then seemed to actually consider her offer. ?Sure,? he responded. ?You might come in handy, I guess. If he?s hurt or something.? Then he took off at a brisk pace further into the woods.

?How complimentary. . .? Sakura mumbled to herself before following.

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?I can?t believe this!? Kiba swore vehemently. ?This is total shit! Where is Akamaru??

Sakura, who had been hearing this and similar renditions of it for the better part of a couple hours, was getting fed up. ?Is it really so bad that he. . . fulfills his instincts??

This warranted a particularly condescending look from Kiba. ?You know nothing about breeding.?

Now it was her temper that snapped a bit. She hated being treated as if she were stupid even more than she hated being referenced to as useless. ?Then enlighten me.?

?A dog?s pedigree is important. He isn?t allowed to breed with just any old bitch out there. Selecting a possible mate for him will be my responsibility as soon as there are some good choices. Right now none of the bitches have very good hip structures, but my clan has been looking outside Konoha for better possibilities. . .?

This was actually somewhat interesting. Sakura eyed Kiba with new respect. He often seemed irresponsible, but he really did try to think some things through it seemed.

?. . . and in addition, Akamaru isn?t just some ordinary dog. Most normal bitches wouldn?t be able to handle his pups. They could kill her, and then die themselves and that would be a tragedy. It?s my duty to make sure that something careless like this doesn?t happen.? Kiba was blaming himself, it was obvious, and Sakura felt bad for him and his tortured state of mind.

The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them. ?You could have him fixed. Then you wouldn?t have to worry about this at all.?

Kiba looked scandalized.

?Why don?t you go stab Uzumaki in the back a few hundred times? It would betray his trust about as much as that would betray Akamaru?s in me.? There was bitterness in his voice as he advanced on her, backing her up against a tree with his eyes on fire. ?You don?t understand at all.? His hands were resting on the tree, caging her in, and she felt smothered by his presence.

With a dry throat, Sakura tried to calm Kiba down. ?You?re overreacting Kiba. No, I don?t understand, that?s true. Then again, you could just help me understand. I don?t see why you should be so touchy about this.? He was so much taller now, then when they had been genin years ago. The dark tattooed marks of his clan stood out on his cheeks in blood dark scratches, and made him all the more intimidating. His eyes flickered to her lips and then up to her wide green eyes before he pushed off the tree and backed away. Sakura assumed he liked playing the alpha male a little too much sometimes, and that little display had been part of it.

?I?m just on edge. There are a lot of mistakes I made today.?

?We all make mistakes.? She tried to smile and jogged a bit to keep up with his quickening pace. ?But if you forgive me mine then I?ll forgive you yours.?

Kiba gave her a questioning glance. ?You?re a funny girl, aren?t you??

?I?m as regular as the next girl.?

He didn?t seem to buy that, but his askance glare was quickly turned to the forest as they continued on without talking to search for Akamaru. It had been somewhat late when Kiba had first stumbled across Sakura and now the sky was turning the faint yellow that promised dusk was soon to follow.

Since she was getting a little tired and they were a few miles away from Konoha, Sakura had been trying to find a good time to tell Kiba she was going back. He might very well search all night but she didn?t think that he would expect her too as well. The main issue that had her hesitating was the way that Kiba kept touching his thigh. It was only every once in a while, but Sakura was trained to notice details and particularly details that pertained to injuries. His behaviors alerted her to what might be a problem.

?Kiba.? She said it again and then nearly shouted it to get his attention. ?Kiba!?

?What? You?re already tired??

?Well, yes, but that isn?t what I wanted to ask you.?

Kiba stopped since Sakura had halted as well. ?What? Spit it out.?

?I think that I may have used some of my poisoned needles on you. You keep touching your wound like it. . . like it might be bothering you.?

He had gone still at the word ?poisoned?. ?It itches a little. . . you?re telling me you damn well poisoned me??

Quickly, she tried to dispel his alarm. ?It isn?t poison, well. . . only in the technical sense. It just functions as a mild sedative. It isn?t any worse for your system then a night of overdoing it with alcohol, really. Though it will slow you down a little bit and it does cause the wound to itch around the edges of the skin. . .?

?Thanks a lot there, Sakura.? Sarcasm dripped from his words like heavy syrup. ?Now at least I know why I feel kind of sleepy too. I still need to find Akamaru. I?m sure I?ve already failed by now and my family will make me go to every litter of pups in Konoha to make sure that Akamaru isn?t the father.? There was fatalism in his words that made Sakura feel compassion for him again. Kiba sank to the ground, back against a tree, and sighed.

She rummaged around in her pack and took out a small bag of snacks. ?It isn?t much, but this should help you keep up your energy a little.? Sakura sat down next to him, also leaning against the tree as she handed Kiba the packet of crackers.

?Thanks Sakura.? Kiba said, for the first time being gentle to her since he had run across her. When Sakura shivered, rubbing her arms at the way the spring day was becoming cold with dusk, Kiba moved closer so that their sides touched and she could keep in some of that precious heat.

They sat there companionably while Kiba ate her snacks. Sakura looked around at the forest and the way everything seemed to be budding. It all looked new and hopeful, now that winter was passing away. There was always something pleasant about the return of all the green of the forest that appeared to die every year.

?What are you thinking about? That big head of your must have something going on in it.? As much as the reference to her large head was unappreciated, Sakura knew that he was trying to make conversation and not insult her. So she answered honestly.

?I was thinking how nice it was out here. Everything is blossoming again, but not all the trees have their leaves. It?s very hopeful. Ino talked to me a lot back in the day about flowers, and so I always look for them when spring comes back.?

Kiba smiled at that, and Sakura thought he looked rather adorable when he was being candid. ?Just because the flowers and leaves aren?t all back yet doesn?t mean that there isn?t a lot going on in the forest. I feel bad for people like you. My clan has always had such a close connection with animals. . . we know that lots of them are active year round. When everyone else thinks winter is dead, we know better.? Sakura knew that the various clans were proud of their specialized skills, and even if the Inuzuka were not the most powerful, they seemed happy with their lot in life.

While Kiba talked about the animals that just lived their lives during the colder months Sakura found herself concentrating on the side of her that was pressed next to his. He seemed to be radiating warmth like a heater and she envied him that. The memory of running her hands over his thigh came to her vividly and she found herself examining Kiba in a way she had never thought to previously.

His eyes lit up when he talked, she saw, and there was a vitality about him that just seemed to pour out all the time. She could barely tell that the sedative she knew was coursing through his veins was having any effect. The energy he had seemed to be particularly stubborn, and that was consistent with what she knew of him. Every so often she would hear about the missions he went on from Naruto who kept up with the progress of most of the ninjas in the village as if he were measuring himself against them all. Kiba was strong, that much she knew, though not as strong as some. That must be a source of irritation to him, as she went back to her former musings about how he liked to act the part of the alpha male.

There was an attractive roughness to him, a sort of untamed quality that was just playful enough to be approachable. The shaggy hair and the frayed look of his clothes and his weapons made him seem like the kind of ninja who actually got into a job and knew how to use the tools of his trade. Not afraid to get dirty was another way to put it. The tattoos added something too, further making him seem almost foreign compared to the rest of the people of Konoha. He knew he was unique and gloried in it.

Kiba?s body. . . well. . . if his thigh was a representative sample of the rest of him then it was no wonder the Inuzuka?s were in no danger of becoming extinct. She knew he had speed to go with that power, if he had kept up his training, so he wouldn?t be bulky. Just lean and. . . AUGH! She had exclaimed the last part out loud and then clapped a hand over her mouth.

?What are you staring at me for? It?s a sign of aggression in the animal world, you know.? Kiba interrupted Sakura?s reverie.

Sakura had absolutely no intention of telling Kiba that she had been picturing what he looked like under his clothes. Instead she cleared her throat and smiled. It was probably her naughty inner voice, but there seemed no helping it when she blurted out, ?So, do you go into heat too?? Some days she wished the ground would open up and swallow her down. Gaara of the Desert had a good thing going with that.

For whatever reason, Kiba just seemed to find this funny. ?It isn?t the same. I don?t go into heat like dogs do. . . but humans are in heat all the time.?

This was too interesting a topic for Sakura?s oversexed mind to be able to resist, particularly when there was an attractive male pressed next to her. ?How can you tell??

?Well,? Kiba said, enjoying being the expert opinion here. ?There are signals. Women are more subtle about it then men, usually. That?s the funny thing about humans. Seems like when a guy wants a girl, everybody knows it, but with girls you never know. Maybe my clan has a bit of an advantage, though.?

?How so?? If she didn?t know better, she?d say that Kiba?s hand had purposefully brushed her thigh. But that could have just been her hormones talking, or wishing, and it was more likely an accident.

The smile he gave her was predatory. ?Smell. And of course the fact that we know more about the physical signals of mating for animals then probably just about any other clan. And humans are animals too.? That was certainly an arm that was around her shoulders now. ?Still feeling cold?? He asked with amusement and something else girding his voice. It was rough, whatever it was, and forced Sakura to shudder.

?I?m getting warmer.? Her eyes were wide, and she realized belatedly that she was probably asking for trouble with all this. But she had had worse impulses and acted on them. Maybe just one kiss wouldn?t hurt anything. You didn?t know until you tried.

Ironically, Kiba beat her to the punch while she was still debating it in her head. He curled the arm around that had been behind her and brought his face down to meet hers. There was more enthusiasm than skill in the kiss, and Sakura found herself smiling as they pressed together, but the smile didn?t last once his unoccupied hand began to knead at her breast. At first he was just pushing at it, getting the texture of it memorized, and then he began to rub his thumb over her nipple to make it pucker beneath her clothing. Somehow, while she was paying more attention to his hand than his mouth, he had snuck his tongue in there and she tasted the salty flavor of the crackers he had eaten.

They broke apart and Kiba was about to dive back in with even more gusto when Sakura held up a hand between them. ?Stop a moment.? She panted. ?Please.?

He huffed, but leaned back against the tree trunk. There was disappointment written on his features but he had respected her decision to stop. ?I guess this is where I should apologize. But I?m not going to. If I apologize, then it would mean that it was a mistake.? Kiba looked over at Sakura, eyes hot, ?This was not a mistake.?

Sakura hummed low in her throat as she thought. This was surprising but not unpleasant. She had never been the kind of girl to go for casual sex, but Kiba?s touch had been more inspiring than that of the few men she had dated since she had gained some curves that the boys of Konoha could no longer ignore. Naruto had protectively kept a lot of the more shady boys out of her path, the playboys, but for some reason many of those kind were the ones who seemed to be able to catch a girl on fire. Even if Kiba was not a playboy, she doubted he wanted something serious.

She could live with that.

Kiba was looking to her for a signal, but she far surpassed his expectation by getting up and then kneeling down in front of him. Straddling his sitting form, she pressed against him and with a tinge a pride felt the hardness that greeted her at his middle. She swallowed his startled exclamation which quickly became a groan as she slowly moved herself over him. Even with all their clothes on, she knew that kind of friction would please him, and the way he practically drove his tongue into her mouth and his hands up her shirt seemed to confirm it.

Once Sakura leaned her head back to enjoy the sensations his questing hands were working on her body he took the opportunity to explore her neck. All her hair fell to one side as he sucked the fair skin at her throat. When that proved not to be satisfying enough for him, he began to paw at her shirt until he caught enough of the fabric to tear it down the front. Sakura tried to protest but he kissed her harshly, tongue sweeping over hers and she couldn?t keep up any solid thoughts let alone a reason to stop him from destroying her clothing.

The shirt was ripped halfway to her navel when Kiba felt he had enough room to stick his hand in and feel the soft skin of her breast freely as he had been desiring to so badly. While he was mesmerized by just how petal soft Sakura?s breasts were, Sakura took advantage of his brief lack of activity to open up his jacket and run her hands over his chest as well. It was just as she had suspected, as the lean muscles jumped at her touch.

Impatiently Sakura rubbed herself over his erection and he shook beneath her with the force of his need. She suspected he was holding back for some reason, so she decided to take the initiative once again.

?Kiba,? Sakura gave a throaty whisper into his ear. ?I?m not doing this in the dirt.?

He didn?t seem to care, whatever she wanted he would obey as his lust addled brain slowly responded to her demand. First he pushed at her body, and Sakura got up from where she had been straddling him on the ground. Kiba himself practically jumped up after her, hands all over her body. It was gratifying to be so sexy to a man that he couldn?t stop touching you, Sakura thought, and she was helping him undo his pants as he worked on hers. His were easy enough, but when he couldn?t seem to figure out how all the buttons and zippers on hers, she felt rather than heard the buttons pop soon followed by her skin being exposed to the air.

There was no time for awkwardness or even more undressing as Kiba backed her up against the tree and slammed himself into her more than ready body. Sakura wrapped her legs around him as he pounded into her at a furious pace. She didn?t think he could keep up such an energetic display, but she was wrong and found herself reacting to his forceful pistoning with the slow realization that he was actually going to get her to orgasm this way if he kept it up.

Kiba?s hungry mouth sought her neck, already beginning to bruise, and this time his teeth were biting into her lightly. It was a possessive grip, slightly painful but more exhilarating, and Sakura finally found that it shocked her to her senses enough to meet his thrusts with similar passion. His concentration was beginning to flag as he neared his climax, and she began to encourage him wordlessly with her loud involuntary moans of pleasure at the crest of each stroke.

She knew she was close and so was he, but it proved to be Kiba who let go first. He shuddered and bit down hard into her shoulder but only paused a moment before gamely continuing so that Sakura found her world exploding soon after. Locked together, panting, Sakura smiled as Kiba licked the wound at her neck that he had made. After setting her feet back on the ground, they separated and Kiba pulled up his pants again. Sakura managed to get hers on to, despite the lack of a button or two, and tried to put together her shirt to cover a little more of her chest then it was currently managing.

The sweat on her skin was uncomfortable but not unfamiliar since she had been training earlier that day, but this was definitely more gratifying. All over she felt like she was glowing, and Kiba too seemed to have a spring in his step as he paced about the small clearing they had stopped at. When he couldn?t take it any more he practically bounced over and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips before shying away again. They smiled at one another and Sakura remarked to herself about how Kiba was very energetic after sex. You wouldn?t suspect that he had ever had sedative pumping through his veins.

?I can?t believe that the sedative didn?t slow you down.? Sakura said out loud, continuing where her thoughts had left off.

?Hell no!? Kiba laughed. ?There were more important things to be done!?

Now Sakura laughed. ?Nice to know I?m important.?

Kiba gave her an oddly sincere look. ?Of course you are.? Then, as if he were trying to change the subject deliberately he moved up to her and stroked the skin around her wound. ?You should take care of that and go back to town while I find Akamaru.?

She had to admit that his suggestion was probably the best one, and nodded. It wasn?t deep, but it was stinging quite a lot and she should probably treat it with more than only the little bit of supplies that she had here. ?I?ll do that.? Kiba watched her as she left, but she turned around before she was out of hearing range to add. ?Come visit me when you do find him, I?d like to see you again.? He nodded.

Sakura wished that Kiba were more the boyfriend type because she actually enjoyed his presence. She supposed she?d have to settle for really good sex, and invest in some more medical supplies as well as some easily torn turtleneck shirts. With a smile on her face, she took off running for Konoha.

Kiba watched Sakura go fondly. Now he had even more reason to find Akamaru, if for nothing else than to tell him the good news. After all, even if dogs didn?t, an Inuzuka mated for life. Wouldn?t Sakura be surprised when she found out, he thought with a smile. She?d just have to get used to it. He wouldn?t be content to make puppy eyes at her for years, like Lee, and now that she was his he would make sure no other man would get near her.

Yes, all things considered, Kiba felt it was a good day.

[csmlee]

Wheee!!! I really like this!!! Seriously, when you first told me that KibaSaku would be one of the six lemons, I sorta blanched at the idea and didn't think I would like it. But I was sooooo wrong! I like this even more than the ShinoSaku one!

The interactions between Sakura and Kiba were so playful that it made me smile throughout the entire fic. And I especially like that last little bit hinting more than just casual sex for the two. I'm sure Kiba can become the boyfriend type if he wants. Looks like Sakura scored a big fishy!

And Akamaru-chan is all grown up!!! Bwahahaha! He's going to start his own little family! *snickers*

[wicked]

I read this last night before I went to bed but didn't get the chance to review it until now.

I have one, only one, other KibaSaku that I've read and I liked that one. This I love. But you see, the way you left it you could so do more with it. *poke* Truly, imagine Sakura's surprise when Kiba let's her in on his clan's mating POV. O_O

If the boy would stop wearing his damned hooded jacket, he'd have a lot more females to contend with. A lot more.

Seems to me that Sakura's inner thoughts are being thwarted by her phermones. First Shino and now Kiba. How ever in the world will Shikamaru score our pink-haired starlet? Unless he has fun with his Shadow Bind jutsu. Brings about a whole slew of kinky thoughts. None of which I'm having. At all.

Verah nice indeed.

~Wicked

[AngelOfDeath]

I know I know. . . pheremones blah. Convenient, yes, and I tried to downplay it and focus more on the fact that there were other signals and that it was pretty sudden. . . meh.

I don't know why the two boys most connected to the animal kingdom were the first two lemons. Shikamaru is going to be a little different, naturally. He doesn't have the benefit of animal companions/senses to tell him what Sakura wants/needs.

So it will be more interesting next time, ne? heh

[bookworm]

I'm in a better frame of mind...a little bit.

Anyway, this is good. Out of the two thus far, this is the best. I'll wait for Shika, if he's the next one. Hmm...remember reading one other such pairing and I didn't mind at all. Hmm...can't wait to see the two...