Kiba just sat there and stared into his coffee cup. Time had passed since the incident with Kankuro, time Kiba thought would make him feel better. He thought that the separation would make him happy. He thought he'd be able to concentrate on high school more, focus on his job, and just make his life easier. It was simple to say that it had all gone wrong.

He had been fired from work. Apparently you can't tune the vet that your helping out in a surgery in favor of day dreaming. He grades were dwindling downward, having lost his study buddy. The only thing Kiba had been able to think about was Kankuro.

'Why is this happening to me?' Kiba thought miserably. 'All's I wanted was to have everything be less complicated.'

The first time I looked in your eyes I knew
that I would do anything for you
The first time you touched my face I felt
what I never felt with anyone else

Kiba sighed as he thought about Kankuro. The time he had met Kankuro, and the cocky boy had immediately began 'courting' Kiba, as Kankuro put it. The Ferris wheel ride where they shared their first kiss, sweetly and gently. The night they had first made love to each other, under the stars on a beach in Venice. (A treat from Kiba's parents to the loving couple)

Tears pricked Kiba's eyes at those fond memories, memories of the one person he hadn't realized was so important to him until it was too late. 'Kankuro. . .' Making one of the snappy decisions he was known for in his group of friends, Kiba stood, grabbing his keys and leaving the now cold coffee on the table.

It was raining as he got into his car, flashbacks of the many kisses and make out sessions they two had stolen raced back to him. Pushing the burning sensation of tears down, Kiba drove off.

I wanna give back what you've given to me and
I wanna witness all of your dreams
Now that you've shown me
who I really am
I wanna be more than just your man

Pulling up in front of the apartment Kankuro stayed at, Kiba jumped out, using a old newspaper he had found on the floor of his car to shield his head from the onslaught of rain. He walked past the doorman, into the elevator and pressed the same button he had pressed many times before. As the elevator soared up, Kiba looked out the glass window wall of the elevator shaft, watching as the city was drenched in a thick coating of water.

The elevator chimed, the doors opening as Kiba moved forward. Walking down the hall, he stopped in front of a room with its usual three gold symbols. Taking a deep breath, he knocked. No answer. He knocked again, and yet again there was no answer. Hesitantly, Kiba twisted the knob to find it locked.

'Damn it!' He almost turned and left right then, but as he began back to the elevator his hands went in his pocket. Stopping, he pulled out his key ring. On it were his house key, car key, mailbox key, and. . . Kankuro's spare apartment key! Running back to the room, he unlocked it. He walked in, turning the lights on as he made his way to sit on the living room couch. So he sat. The time passed by slowly as the clock ticked. It was almost four when it hit Kiba.

I wanna be the wind that fills your sails and
be the hand that lifts your veil
be the moon that moves your tide
the sun comin' up in your eyes
be the wheel that never rusts
be the spark that lights you up
all that you've been dreaming of and more
so much more
I wanna be your everything

Kiba wanted- no needed Kankuro. He LOVED him! A sob caught in his throat as his hand came up to cover his mouth, his eyes shutting tightly as all those old memories once again played through his head. Every time Kankuro hugged him, kissed him, made love to him, or just held him! It was always there, but Kiba had been too blind to notice it!

He wanted to be Kankuro's boyfriend. His friend, his lover, and one day his husband! He wanted to be Kankuro's everything, because Kankuro was his everything. His life held no meaning anymore, like a light had just been turned off. Instead of groping around in the dark, why not just flip the switch? Why not just get Kankuro back?

When you wake up
I'll be the first thing you see and
when it gets dark
you can reach out to me

The door was opening in the hall, letting Kiba know someone was home. Kankuro entered the room, moving into the kitchen to set down two grocery bags. He was beautiful, standing there dripping water on the tile floor. His hand came up to run through his hair, and Kiba wanted to be that hand. Kiba stood slowly, arms wrapped around his front. Kankuro slipped his shoes off, still not noticing Kiba was there.

"Kankuro. . ."

Kankuro's head shot up, turning and meeting eye to eye with Kiba. For just a moment time seemed to stand still as there gazes locked. Kankuro slowly moved around the counter that separated the living room and kitchen, moving sluggishly across the carpet.

"Kiba?"

I'll cherish your words and
I'll finish your thoughts and
I'll be your compass baby
when you get lost

"I'm here Kankuro, and I'm so sorry." Kiba's voice broke halfway through, but he didn't care. He walked forward till he was standing in front of Kankuro. "I'm so, so sorry."

Kankuro shook his head and closed his eyes before looking down at the brunet in front of him. He was here? "W-What are you here for?" He cursed himself for stuttering.

"I know I screwed up. . . I made a mistake, and I want to fix it. If you'll let me." Kiba's eyes filled again, thinking about the horrible things he had said to Kankuro on the phone. "I-I want you, no. I need you back. I'm so sorry!" He wrapped his arms around Kankuro's waist suddenly, face pressed into his chest. Slowly the tears leaked out, his shoulders shook.

Kankuro's eyes widened, arms coming up to circle his ex-boyfriend immediately. "W-What?"

"I need you back! Your m-my world, and I-I can't live without you." Kiba pushed the rest of the tears down, he had to be a man.

I wanna be the wind that fills your sails and
be the hand that lifts your veil
be the moon that moves your tide
the sun comin up in your eyes
be the wheel that never rusts
be the spark that lights you up
all that you've been dreaming of and more
so much more
I wanna be your everything

"Kiba, I can't just take you back!" Kankuro released the boy and began pacing. "You were cruel!"

"I know! I said some horrible things!" Kiba interrupted. "And I ask you at least forgive me. I don't blame you if you don't want me back." He pushed the tears down again, thinking of all the lonely nights and days without Kankuro.

"I have to forgive you! I can't not!" Kankuro sat on the sofa. "But why the sudden turn of events?" Kiba sat in the chair across from him, a teary smile on his face.

"I've realized what a fool I was, and figured out just how much you meant to me."He took a deep breath. "I love you Sabaku No Kankuro." Kankuro's eyes widened for the second time that night. "Do you still love me?"

I'll be the wheel that never rusts
be the spark that lights you up
all that you've been dreaming of and more
so much more

"Of course." He whispered. "But what about Hinata?"

"There will never be Hinata and I. I'm too head over heels in love with you." Kiba's red scars on his cheeks began to blend with the blush on his face.

"Good." Kankuro stood, and grabbed Kiba's hand, hauling him to his feet.

"Kankuro? What the-!" Kiba was silenced by lips pressed against his.

I wanna be your everything

He let his eyes fall closed, arms coming up and around Kankuro's neck. Soon a tongue prodded at his closed lips, and with a sigh he opened them, allowing Kankuro entrance.

I wanna be your everything

Kankuro remapped out his puppy's mouth, smiling slightly. He was finally home. Home in his worlds arms.

I wanna be your everything

Kiba was Kankuro's everything.

~OWARI~

I hope you all enjoyed my little saga of songfics! I'm working on Mirror Image and The Prince and the Slave now that this is finished! Took me forever to get out, and I apologize! I just couldn't find the perfect song! Well, thanks for reading! And please REVIEW! By the way- If Kiba was OOC, he was supposed to be! ^-^