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The Premiership	By : ShiranuiV Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1161 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N:

To be honest, I really, really want to write the football scene. I really miss it! But on the other hand I really need to give you the full background of this story. So please bear with me. Three or four more chapters of this and then let's party!

I'm dedicating this chapter to my sister who's so crazy in love with this pairing (Shino/Kiba). Love you, sis!

Thanks to my beta, bloodhill, I owe you big time.

Thank you so much for the reviews! Love y'all!

Chapter 4

"Ah… ah… ah… aahhh… AAAHHH!"

Cries of joy filled the room as a pale and very much naked feminine body, that was glistening with sweat, slumped on top of tanned well-built chest.

"Oh… Kiba… Kiba… you're… the best," said the beautiful woman between breaths while the famous Konoha FC midfielder that was lying beneath her, awarded her with one of his naughty smirks.

He gripped the soft shoulders tenderly with his hands. Swiftly, the spiky-haired man shoved his conquer of the week aside so now they were lying down side by side on his king-size bed. Afterward, Kiba held that supple body beside him, within his arms and pulled it close before claiming those sensual lips in a long bone-melting kiss.

"Hmmm…" moaned the red head into Kiba's mouth as her fingertips made delightful motions, up and down the muscular biceps.

When the kiss finally stopped, the female lifted her right hand and sensually traced Kiba's bottom lip with her thumb. "You're one hell of a kisser, Kiba Inuzuka."

A pleased smile outlined his sexy lips. "Well, thank you, babe."

He removed her hand from said lips before she gave the sexy footballer one last kiss before getting off the huge bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" asked Kiba in a seducing tone whilst his hand snatched her slim arm.

"To take a bath. You should take one too."

"Why? I thought we were going to spend all day in bed."

"I'd love to, darling, you know that. But today is the grand opening of the newest Gucci Boutique."

The word 'boutique' snapped something familiar in Kiba's psyche.

Oh for fuck sake… not again!

"So?"

"So… we're going to go there. You've promised."

Shite!

"Oh, really?" asked Kiba again, this time in entirely different tone, he certainly didn't like where this conversation going.

"Yes. I told you all about it last night."

Cynical smile began to form on Kiba's face. "Hmm. You might have inform me about this new place, but I don't recall making any promises to you."

"B-but… everybody is going to be there!"

"By everybody you mean journalists and the paparazzi?"

"NO! Everybody as in… everybody… you know… the hottest people in town? Besides, there's this one bag that I really like-"

"Ah… the one that you expect me to buy for you, I assume."

Color started to taint the soft cheek.

"Wow!" exclaimed Kiba as he jumped out of the bed and stood in front the blushing girl. "I'm surprised that you still have the decency to blush."

"Hey, watch it, mister!"

"Or what?" retorted Kiba who was not willing to give an inch. "Tell me, Angie, are dating me because you really like me or because you want your face to show up in gossip columns? Or maybe… just for the sake of a new Gucci bag?"

PLAK!

"How dare you!" Hissed the angry red head before she grabbed her clothes that were scattered on the floor and put them on. "And it's Annie!"

Rubbing his right cheek that was slightly red, Kiba snatched the blanket from his bed, wrapped it around his hips and then let himself out of the room. He refused to be in the same room with the gold-digger any longer.

Crashed on the beige couch in the living room, Kiba waited for Annie to come out of the bedroom and slam his penthouse door with a vengeance before he grabbed the telephone from the coffee table and pushed the speed dial button.

"Hello?"

"Oi, lad, can I come over?"

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Shino watched in amazement as his best friend who sat at his kitchen table demolishing a plate full of scramble eggs, sausages and bacon. It seemed like the spiky-haired defensive midfielder didn't take a breath between bites. Even said man's giant dog, Akamaru, still had the dignity to calmly drink his milk at the corner of the room.

"You know, Kiba, seeing you now, no one is going to believe that you're a world-class football player. Instead, they're going to think that you're a bum that hasn't eaten in three days," commented Shino - his left hand still holding a frying-pan - in a flat-tone voice.

"Don't care, don't give a damn," replied Kiba as he put another sausage in his mouth and chewed it greedily. "I'm starving."

"Don't tell me that you forget to buy groceries again. It's only one dial away, lad!"

"My refrigerator is full of groceries, thank you very much. But you know I can't cook for shit."

"What happen to your troops of admirer? They're usually so eager to please you."

"Ugh, don't talk about them right now!" hissed Kiba who was still very much pissed off at things that had happened earlier that day at his place. "Can I have another glass of milk?"

"Sure." Shino opened the fridge to take out a bottle of fresh milk and poured the white liquid into Kiba's glass.

"That nympho is the sole reason why I ended up here in the first place."

"I thought you don't want to talk about it," teased Shino who right away was awarded with an annoyed glare from his team mate.

"Like I said that nympho-"

"Nympho?"

"Yes, Shino! Nympho! I fucked her senseless all night long and yet she still asked for another round this morning. What would you call that type of broad anyway!"

Shino snickered.

"You're making fun of me, aren't you?" hollered Kiba at his best friend. "I wonder what they'd say about the super-cool Shino Aburame if they could see you now!"

"No worries… after all, they wouldn't believe you."

"Wanker!" Swore the brown-eyed midfielder as he lightly punched Shino on the shoulder. "So where were we?"

"The nympho."

"Right, the nympho. She's sharp, man. Straight to the point!"

"Translation: she didn't make you any breakfast before asking for a token of gratitude."

"Yup, not even an offering to cook one," responded Kiba. "At least the other men or women that I had brought home were a lot more subtle."

"Translation: pampered you to death before asking for a token of gratitude."

"A very expensive token of gratitude, I may add."

"Sure it is. Hey, you finished with that?" asked Shino.

"Yes, thank you, lad. You're my hero, you know that?"

The quiet defender ignored Kiba's last remark, he grabbed the empty plate and glass from the table then brought them to the sink. "You need to settle down, Kiba. Find someone who can take care of you."

Someone like you? Asked Kiba inwardly, but didn't dare to say it aloud. He just stared at Shino's back in longing. "I would love to, but in case you haven't noticed, there aren't much good girls or guys left out there. Mostly people who were dating me only wanted instant fame or my money."

"You know my opinion about the matter."

"Yeah, yeah… Childhood sweetheart is the best."

"They already knew and loved you before the fame and money, Kiba. It's the safest choice," said the curly-haired man as he returned to sit beside the Inuzuka.

"The problem is, lad, all my childhood sweethearts don't want to have anything to do with me anymore."

Shino chuckled. "Well, with your reputation. Who could blame them?"

Kiba took a deep breath before saying, "Oh-kay… enough talking about me. Anyway, where's your childhood sweetheart slash the future Mrs. Aburame slash lady-bug? Or is it bug-lady?"

"Over here," stated Suzumebachi Kamizuru curtly. The short light brown-haired girl who just joined the two men at the kitchen glared at Kiba who glared back. Doesn't take a genius to know those two resent each other.

"Kiba, be nice," whispered Shino before he stood to greet his fiancé. "Good morning, coffee?"

Suzumebachi kissed Shino on the lips and greeted back, "Good morning to you too and no thank you for the coffee. I think I'll just grabbed one on my way out. They're already waiting for me at the library."

"Oh, okay. Drive safely, hon."

"I will," replied the tall woman as she walked towards the kitchen's door. However when her eyes caught the sight of Akamaru, she changed her mind and turned her body to face the dog owner. "What's that giant fur-ball doing in my kitchen?"

"Having breakfast," answered Kiba.

"You know I don't like having animals in the house, his fleas are going to get everywhere."

"Hey, my dog is fleas-free! He gets the best treatment. Beside, shouldn't you be excited about fleas since you're studying bugs? They're the same species, you know."

Shino Aburame was starting to get a headache. His fiancé and best friend were constantly at each other's throats since they were kids. And as a person who was stuck in the middle, Shino really hated this kind of situation.

"You! Ugh…" Groaned the future entomologist before whining to her fiancé, "Shino?"

The Konoha right full-back rolled his eyes and then shot a pleading look toward his fellow Konoha FC star. Kiba caved.

"Tsk, fine," muttered the midfielder. He opened the glass-panel sliding door that connected the kitchen and the backyard then called out for Akamaru, "Go out, boy, and stay there."

Suzumebachi took her time to give Kiba a triumph smile and Shino a kiss before leaving the house for real.

That bitch! I hate her! HATE HER!

"You're seriously going to marry her!" asked Kiba sharply who then regretted it right away when he saw Shino's face.

"Kiba…" He warned.

"Right, it's none of my business."

The mood in the room changed drastically whilst awkwardness blanketed the two friends. Shino certainly didn't like this silence between them but usually when Suzumebachi and Kiba were in the same room, it always ended like this.

Couldn't stand the silence any longer, Shino was starting to open his mouth. But before he could utter any words, Kiba had already beaten him to it.

"Look, I'm so sorry. I'm just being an ass."

Shino smiled. "I'm sorry too."

"Just forget it," replied Kiba returning Shino's smile with one of his own. "So, did you hear anything from Naruto yet?"

Shino's tense body was gradually relaxing. He was glad Kiba had changed the subject. Football was neutral topic. So, it was good.

"Nope. I've tried to contact him several times, but to no use. It's always the machine that answers my phone calls."

"Same here. I guess right now only Hinata and Shikamaru are the only ones who have access to get in touch with him."

"Hn," agreed Shino. "I hope he's okay though, because the last time I saw him, I really didn't like the state he was in. He scored a hat-trick that day, but there was no trace of happiness on his face."

"I'm sure he'll be just fine. When that Sasuke bastard left, he was in an even worse state, but he managed to come out of that fully-intact, right? Hinata helped him then, she'll help him again now."

"No offense, Kiba. But I don't think Naruto ever completely healed from the Sasuke fiasco."

"No way!"

"I have to admit that he did a pretty good job of covering his true feeling, but sometimes when he let his guard down, it's crystal clear. When it comes to Sasuke, he's still in a very fragile condition."

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