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Kiri Baku On The Way. Here You Can See Two Besties Hanging Out Together!

Kiri Baku on the way. Here you can see two besties hanging out together!
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Place in the Sun
AO3 | FFN
Full YOTP Series Found Here
Paring: Hinata HyĹŤga x Kiba Inuzuka
Summary: When Kiba looks at Hinata, he sees the moon.
April prompt: (Seemingly) Unrequited Love
Word Count: 2.9k
Rating: General

When Kiba looks at Hinata, he sees the moon.
He knows thatâs corny as hell to think, but he really does.
He envisions a beautiful, bright full moon, sparkling stars surrounding it, illuminating everything that makes contact with its light. Including himselfâhe lights up, too.
Kiba had always been the type to seek the sun, he used to joke thatâs how he ended up on her team.
HyĹŤga means âplace in the sun.â So he figures itâs only natural for him to be attracted to herâhe wants a place in the sun, too.
But really, sheâs more a moon than a sun. A bright light in the otherwise dreary, dreadful darkness of the Leaf for so long. Her dark hair is like the night sky, her luminescent eyes like the stars. Sheâs the moon, and if heâs being boastful, heâd even say heâs the sun. She told him that one time, and whether it was meant as a compliment, he wasnât sure, but he chose to take it as such.
Kibaâs always looked at Hinata as something greater than she thought of herself. For as long as theyâd been on a team together, heâs been telling her as much. He hates to see her beat up on herself, because he really believes it. Sheâs a force to be reckoned with, and reckon with it he does.
Alas, sheâs never quite returned the sentiment. Not in the way she doesnât compliment himâshe does. Sheâs always been great at that. She had a way with words he thinks most of the people in their generation simply lack. Her compliments are given freely, and they always make anyone who receives them special, because theyâre always unique to each individual.
She tells him his bond with Akamaru is beautiful, one of a kind, unbroken. She notices when heâs improved a certain special attack, makes sure he knows how she thinks heâs improved. She giggles at the way his fang pokes into his bottom lip sometimes, and when he glares at her, she reassures him itâs âcute.â
When she compliments his appearance, it always makes him blush, whether he wants to or not. Sheâs kind enough to never point that out.
Yet, the sentiment heâs not being returned is one he knows will never be returned. Love.
Not just the love teammates and best friends have for each other. That love was a given. Hinata, again, has always been one to freely give love to he, Akamaru, and Shino. When she wishes them good luck on a mission she wonât be joining, she always tells them she loves them and will see them soon. She also never says goodbye, and he didnât realize why until the threat of war crept up on them.
No, not that love. To be in love. Because Kiba had, unfortunately, been a fool in love for far longer than heâd ever willingly admit.
Heâs not quite sure when it happened. He thinks maybe it was during one of those moonlit nights that he caught her dancing next to a lake, elegant, graceful, beauty personified. Under a moon that was just for her. They were just 13 but itâs the first and only time Kiba ever felt like someone yanked his heart straight out of his chest and took it for themselves. And she had no idea sheâd done it. She had no idea she was holding his heart in her hands and could do with it as she pleased. Heâs never gotten it back.
He hates it, truth be told.
Kibaâs never been one to let others control him so easily. If he doesnât like something, heâll tell you. If he disagrees with the way a mission should go, heâll do his own thing. If he thinks youâre being an asshole, youâll know.
Hinata controlled him in a way that was unfamiliar with pretty much anyone else. It was different to the control his mother had over him, that control a mother has over their son. Talking, yelling, crying. His mom knows exactly how to control him, whether itâs through simple lectures, threatening with violence, or the rare sight of tears when sheâs at her wits end.
No, the hold Hinata had on him was so vastly different. Just a look could shut him up. A slight perk of her eyebrow and he was immediately trying to figure out what she wanted from him. A soft laugh and he was clamoring to keep that laugh going, even if it made him look like an idiot. A sob and he was there, ready to wrap her up in a warm embrace and promise to kick whoeverâs ass it was that caused the sob. A scowl and he was on his knees begging her not to be mad at him.
Kiba thinks heâs pathetic, sometimes, but really doesnât know what he can do about it. Heâs wrapped around Hinataâs little finger, and heâs ashamed he likes it there.
No, Hinataâs not in love with him. Sheâs only ever had eyes for one person, and everyone knows it. He may be in love with her, but sheâs never been in love with him.
Thatâs just the way it goes.
Kiba accepted it a long time ago. It would never be like those cheesy movies his sister secretly watches on her days off. The ones where the guy pines after girl, girl is oblivious, then wakes up and sees heâs been there all along. Happily ever after.
Thatâs just not in the cards for Kiba, and heâs alright with it.
Before they even became a team, everyone knew of Hinataâs affection for the true sunshine boy.
Thatâs why heâs never tried to push anything remotely romantic on her.
So, when she reaches out with her thumb to wipe something from the corner of his lips, it makes his stomach turn uncomfortably. But he brushes off her hand easily, not letting her know that.
âWait,â she giggles out, reaching back out again. That giggle: that noise is something heâs come to associate with the sound of his own heartbeat.
He groans in mock annoyance, turning his face from her. âAlright, alright, thanks mom.â
âOh, donât do that.â The corners of her eyes crinkle and itâs a sight he never gets sick of.
âWell, youâre actinâ like it, arenât ya?â He smirks at her as he pulls his sleeve to his mouth to wipe whatever remains. Thereâs nothing there, and sometimes Kiba wonders if Hinataâs messing with him on purpose. Or maybe she likes touching him. The thought is invasive, and he does his best to push it down.
Hinata tsks quietly, pulling her own napkin to her lips to dab. Sheâs always so lady like, itâs funny to Kiba.
Sheâs too sweet and innocent to know what she does to him, so he doesnât resent her for it. Even if heâd like to, sometimes. But now isnât one of those times, especially if sheâs actively paying for his meal. He briefly wonders if people ever think they might be out on a date, like he kinda, sorta wishes they were. Wondered if people didnât ask Hinata out on dates because of him. But then he thinks, no, itâs because of her obvious undying affection for Naruto and scolds himself for thinking like an idiot.
As they get up to leave the restaurant, he rubs the back of his neck. âGuess Iâll walk you home.â
His eyes find her face tipped to the sky, eyes like moons facing the true moon. She swings her hands to her front to clasp before those eyes meet his once more. âItâs a full moon, itâs quite pretty, donât you think?â
âEh?â He looks up, and sheâs right. A bright, crisp full moon hangs above them. His mind instantly wanders to thoughts of her lavender eyes, which forces his gaze back down. He shrugs. He completely agrees, it is pretty, and if it were anyone but Hinata, heâd get flirty about it, too, tell her itâs pretty, just like her eyes. But he doesnât. He just nods. âYeah, I guess.â
âWould you join me on a stroll?â sheâs asking with a sheepish smile, and he wonders why sheâs acting shy with him out of nowhere. He raises an eyebrow.
âA moonlit walk? Kinda romantic,â he snorts, then instantly regrets it when a small look of panic falls on her features. He coughs into his fist. âI mean, for anyone else. Not us. Iâuhââ He glances around as if he could find something to save him of his embarrassment. âJust, yeah. Yeah, Iâll walk with you.â
Her face relaxes and he lets out a breath. She nudges her head, and he comes to her side. âShould we go north or south, you think?â
He brings his hand to his cheek to scratch, thinking it over. âPretty sure thereâs a scouting mission up north, so south?â
âGood thinking.â He catches her smiling up at him and he returns it, because itâs hard not to return. She brings a finger to her lips to tap and itâs hard not to let his eyes linger there. âYouâre always so observant, Kiba.â
Kiba swallows. Her lips are always something that he finds himself looking at too long. He shrugs again, letting the attraction roll off him. He fixes his eyes ahead so he can stop staring at those lips. He canât think of a response, so he remains quiet as they approach the outer gates.
âI love the way the moon reflects on the leaves when itâs full,â she says in that thoughtful tone of hers. He nods, biting the inside of his cheek. He never has anything quite as thoughtful to say back.
âThose frogs come out more often when itâs all bright, too.â He points towards a little pond where two frogs are seemingly fighting over some grub. She tilts her head at it.
âObservant,â she repeats, and he finally chuckles at that.
Then he feels her knuckles brush against his and he reels his hand back on instinct. âShit, sorry.â He brings the hand to the back of his neck, and she looks up at him curiously.
âOhâŚitâs alright.â
Whatâs this tone sheâs using? Sheâd usually just giggle (that damn giggle) and tell him not to apologize. Again, he mentally shrugs it off.
âHow are your mother and sister?â she asks, moving the conversation forward more naturally now.
He slides the hand from the nape of his neck to his chin to tap. âAnnoying.â
Ah, that giggle again. âYou know what I meant.â
He smiles. âYeah. Theyâre both out on a mission for the clan right now. Picking up some pups from the Stone to bring back.â
âOh?â
âMhm. Havenât had much luck breeding this past year, so another dog clan out there offered some of theirs up for some extra help in training the ones they got.â
âOh, that will be fun,â she says, bringing her clasped hands to her cheek, âI can only imagine Ms. Tsume and Hana wrangling a group of puppies across the Land of Fire.â
Kiba snorts. He can only imagine, too. He just thinks that when they get back, his number one priority is staying out of their angry, agitated hair. âYeah, pretty funny.â
Now her elbow bumps into his and he automatically shifts to his left to avoid it. He looks down at her, and her smile remains.
His eyebrows furrow. âUh, sorry. I keep bumpinâ into you.â
When her smile falls, he looks away.
Seriously, what the hell?
âIno was wrong.â
Kiba jerks his head up at the seemingly random declaration, eyes darting over her frustrated form. Her body is stiff, her fists are clenched, and her hair is hiding her face as she looks away. So, he stops in his tracks, thoroughly confused now.
âMind telling me whatâs up?â he asks, and she stops a few feet away.
âIno said if I justâŚtouch you, you would know.â
Now Kibaâs downright dumbfounded. âWhat?â
âLittle touches,â she continues, slowly turning her head to look at him. âOur knuckles, our elbowsâŚI wouldnât have to say it, youâd justâŚknow.â
Kiba blinks. âKnow what?â
âThat I want to hold your hand.â
âWait â what?â
Hinata begins laughing, and usually itâs a beautiful sound Kiba relishes in. He loves her laugh, but right now, itâs just confusing. And frustrating.
âHinata.â He steps up to her, then circles her to come toe-to-toe, grabs her by the shoulders and leans in to get eye to eye with her. Sheâs got the side of her bottom lip between her teeth and sheâs looking off to the side, clearly avoiding his probing gaze. âYou know Iâm an idiot. So what the hell?â He sees her scrunch her nose up at the rough sentence and softens. âJustâŚI mean, whatâs up? Hold my hand?â
Hinata sucks in a harsh breath through her nose and then looks up at him, right in the eye. She doesnât even look happy or like she has hearts in her eyes like Kiba figures girls might when theyâre asking for something like this. She just looks determined, like sheâs about to set out on a mission. âYes, Kiba. I want to hold your hand. And I was hoping that maybe â maybe you would be able to smell it?â
âSmell it!â Kiba says, loudly, his mouth splitting into a grin as he laughs, and her cheeks go rosy. He likes how it looks on her when itâs not for Naruto.
âKiba!â
âSorry, Hinata â just, smell it?â
âYes!â she huffs, folding her arms and now he canât keep the grin off his face. âI remember you said you canââ she holds up both sets of index fingers to air quote, âââsmell fearâ so I thought you would be able to smell my fearâŚâ
âWait â youâre afraid?â Kibaâs grins immediately, guilt pulling at his heart. âI didnât smell that on youâŚand I might have been exaggerating a little. Hinata, why are you afraid?â
âBecause!â Hinata exclaims louder than before now, and he leans away a bit. âIâm scared youâre going to think Iâm dumb â that IâmâŚâ
âI could never think youâre dumb, Hinata,â he says it softer than he intends, but canât find anything wrong with that when her scrunched eyebrows relax, and her lips open in a part. âUhm, here.â
He pulls his hands from her shoulders and then turns so heâs next to her, then slides his hand into hers. Itâs cold, like normal, but soft and easily opens to accept his. He feels that bundle of nerves in his gut when he looks down at her and she wonât look back up.
âIsâŚis this what you wanted?â he asks, quietly.
âYes, it is,â she whispers back, and he feels her squeeze his hand a little tighter. He squeezes back. âFor a while, actually.â
âFor a while?â He questions, looking straight ahead as they begin walking again. âYouâve been wanting to hold my hand for a while?â
âMhm.â
He looks up towards the sky, at that bright, full moon. Almost so bright, itâs blinding.
âItâs warm,â she says it in almost a breath.
The breeze tickles the back of his neck, and he blames that for the way his face heats up.
âYouâre always warm,â she continues.
âLike the sun?â He tries to joke, so very out of his element.
Hinataâs always had a way of controlling him, and he wonders if sheâs beginning to know it, now, too.
âYes,â she responds, looking up at him. She slows her pace, and he stops with her, looks down at her as her lips tug up. âYou said to me once that I remind you of the moon.â
âI did?â he asks, feeling his chest tighten. âWas it when you told me I remind you of the sun?â
âIâve thought about that for so long.â She bites her lips together as she reaches out with her other hand. âDo you think thatâs why weâve always been together?â
âBeenâŚtogether?â
âKibaâŚâ
âHinata?â
âI would likeâŚto be more than teammates.â
Itâs mostly awe that shuts him up. If Kiba didnât know any better, heâd think he was looking into the moon itself with the way her pearly teeth brighten him up. Something dumb almost leaves his mouth, like âwe havenât been teammates in yearsâ or âwe are, weâre friends.â Thankful his dumb animal brain managed to drag that back, and he just stays quiet, hanging onto whatever else is going to come.
âWhat do you think?â
âLikeâŚâ Kiba swallows, hard. âLike being together? Together?â
They must look like the biggest idiots in the world, both in their twenties acting like little preteens, coated in blushes and stiff as boards.
Hinata nods and Kiba inhales, sharply. âYouâre not playing some prank on me?â
The way her mouth falls open and eyebrows raise disbelievingly is cute and finally, he smiles.
âYeah.â
Those pearly, bright eyes grow a couple of centimeters and heâs convinced that maybe heâs her place in the sun.
3rd yearâs confession.
Iâm obsessed.

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