Wild Discoveries (private for me and NarutoFan08)

Naruto tells me he's starting to regain his senses and asks me to get off his bed. He wasn't joking now, I guess that Naruto left. So I did what I was told and got up off of his bed. He then asks me if I plan on going out. There wasn't a chance in hell I was going out for a night on the town without my roommate. "Nah. Imma stay here. It doesn't seem fair for me to experience the nightlift without you." I tell him.

I climb onto my bed and look around. "I think I'm just going to meditate for a while. I need to recenter myself." The truth is, I always meditated after bringing up my Dad. It was like, once I mentioned him, I opened a gate of sorrow, and the only way to close it back was to meditate...just like he taught me. Damn I miss him so much.

I sniffle as I wipe a tear from my face that had managed to run down my face. I hope Naruto didn't see that. I move against the corner of my bed and cross my legs and place my hands in my lap. I clear my mind of all thought and all distractions and head into peaceful bliss.

[NarutoFan08]

Kiba was crying. The sight was heart-wrenching. I felt like going over there and patting him on the shoulder, supporting him. I don't know how it's like to lose a parent. It's must be awful, though. I hear it's manageable, though. Still...

I don't go over to him. Kiba's a big boy. He could handle himself. I was going to tell him that it was fine if he left, that he could go, but he's already meditating, and I know absolute silence is something that he needs. I reach over for my book on the desk behind me, and I start reading where I had left off.

This was the part where I believed the main characters were about to get it on! I was so excited. I practically had a spam in my bed as I flipped through the pages quickly.

I look up at Kiba. Still meditating.

"I'm bored just by looking at you."

Why the fuck did I say that? I know why. It was because it wasnt me. My playful side was making conversation again.

"Do something fun!"

Out of all the times Naruto had to talk, he had to do it know. I wanted to talk to him, but I needed this time to myself. If I didn't meditate, I would be a complete mess. Besides, Naruto would understand right? "Naruto, please. Is it okay if I just have a few minutes of silence?" I ask him politely. I can't see his reaction. I continue to meditate, clearing my mind of my past. Of my dad, more specifically, of my Dad in his deathbed, and of my Dad getting buried.

I imagined myself training with my dad again. We were practicing the Mantis style. It was a unique style that I was quite fond of because it was unorthodox. For some reason, I always related to it.

[NarutoFan08]

"I guess," I say bitterly.

What was wrong with me? First: I don't want to talk to him or have him touch me. Second: I want him to talk to me and lay down with me again.

Fuck my life!

Okay, Naruto! Right now is the time to decide whether you want to talk to this boy or not, to get to know him, to see if there are some people worth talking to again and -

Pfft! That's just stupid.

No, it's not!

Kiba's different. I can feel it! My heart is beating madly, and I just don't know why.

But I can't bring myself to talk to him. I've been hurt before by friends. I clench my fists and grip the sheets as I close my eyes with frustration. Why was I so anti-social? Why couldn't I be normal? I just want to be... normal.

If he talks to me within the next two minutes, I will try to develop a friendship, I tell myself. If not, I will ignore him. I'll answer his questions, but I won't prod on his life.

I'll let fate decide.

We go through the pattern, doing open blow strikes and toe kicks. Finally I find myself at peace again and open my eyes. Naruto looks a bit disappointed. Maybe I did hurt him a bit. What was it that he asked me to do...think...think. That was it! Do something fun! What's something fun we can do without going out? The only thing I can think about it martial arts...but that's only for me and my dad.

But something in me tells me I should share it with Naruto. "Hey Naruto. You said you wanted to do something fun, right? Why don't I teach you some martial arts?" I ask him. "I can teach you the basics of kung fu if you'd like. It doesn't focus on strength, but on discipline and fluidity. So how about it?" I ask him, waiting for his answer.

I'm surprised at how easily I was able to ask him. I thought I would have been a mess. After all, no knew I did martial arts except for my family...and now Naruto. It might be cool to show off to him.

[NarutoFan08]

I really didn't want to, but I made my resolve just now, didn't I? I couldn't go back on my word. No, I wouldn't.

I let out a breath and out my book down. It was a belong chalet anyway. Turns out she was just teasing the poor ol' boy. What a bitch, right?

I shrug my shoulders and say, "why not?," before I get up and take a stance. I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm already laughing and having a little bit of fun.

"As long as you promise not to hurt me or tear any of my muscles, I'm game," I tell him, egging him on as I add, "Then again..., after seeing what you benched, I shouldn't be all that worried."

I flash him another smile and give him a look that let's him know too-damn-well that the game is on.

Finally! I got Naruto to do something without him being doped up! He doesn't seem very happy about it though, but at least he's doing it right? He takes up a stance...or at least what resembles a stance. He's seen way too many Hollywood Martial arts movies. I get up behind him. "The stance you're trying to do is called the horse stance. In order to do it properly, you need to spread to feet really far apart." I tell him as I gently tap the back of his foot, making it move outwards. I do the same to the other foot until the are even lengths apart.

I get close to Naruto, pressing my body against his as I reach my hands out from his side, as if I was acting like a second pair of limbs. "Now, bend your knees." I say. I put pressure on his thighs to make him bend. He does. "Straighten your back." I tell him before straightening it for him. It was odd. I could feel his warmth...it was so soothing. No, I was teaching him martial arts! I begin to punch into the air in front of him from behind him. "There, now just punch straight out with as much power as you can.:

[NarutoFan08]

My ass is literally a few inches away from Kiba's dick. He's touching me, and sparks are flying through my whole nervous system. Stupid butterfly feeling that makes me want to throw-up. Oh god. His touch is light and sensational, and, god, I just want him to make a move and -

No! No! Martial arts!

Slap this ass! You know you want to!

No! Martial fucking arts!

"Okay," I whisper, and that's when I know I'm screwed. I inky whispered around guys when I was extremely horny. My body may not have been showing it, but I'm familiar with myself. The way my voice sounds when it's low is almost needy and whiny and had practically had every gay guy, that wanted a piece of my ass, pouncing on me. "What now, teacher?"

There was something about the way Naruto whispered...it was pretty hot. No! I had to teach him! That's what we were here for. "Now for blocking. The whole point of karate and really any martial art is defense. If you throw the first blow in a fight, you automatically lose. So here, you block like this." I grab his wrist and show him the motions. "That's the high block..." I inhale through my nose, catching a whiff of his scent. My nose is overtly sensitive, so he sweet smell overloads my senses.

No, I have to complete the lesson. "This is a middle block." I show him the motion. Our bodies are very close together. I can kind of feel his heart beat, even if I am behind him. It feels really, really nice. No! Finish lesson! "And that's a low block..." I can't help but think about the way he whispered. It was pretty hot, really sexy actually. I-- uh oh.

I look down to see that I had sprung an erection, and it was pressing up against Naruto's ass. Fuck! Oh god! What is he going to say!

[NarutoFan08]

Please let that be his hand! I know it's not. He's holding me, and I feel something thick against my ass. Okay, so..., the plus side was that Kiba was either gay and into me, or his dick was just really friendly.

"Kiba?" I call. I feel like laughing, but I don't. I don't want to make him freak again. God, he's big! It's like a hand is pushing against my ass. I feel my pucker opening and closing. It wants that dick inside it. "Please tell me that you have a tail or something?"

I start laughing at my own lame statement. I didn't know what to do. All the while, our bodies are still flushed together: I'm pressed against his chest and my legs are spread out so that my thighs are on his.

Fuck!