A Different Kind of Hero

A/N: While thinking of a theme song for Kesuki, the following songs entered my mind:

Shut and Sleep with Me by Sin with Sebastian

Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy by Tata Young

Straight Boys by Jeffree Star

Lollipop Luxury by Jeffree Star

Bitch, Please! By… Jeffree Star

Beauty Killa by …..Jeffree Star

Needless to say, Jeffree Star seems to write anthems for Kesuki to live by XD

~xxx: Chapter 13 :xxx~

Sakura stopped at the top of her steps, with her hand resting on the doorknob. The bag she held in her other hand, the one with her dress, rustled lightly with the cool breeze blowing around her.

The evening was relatively warm, a toasty forty-five degrees and it made her think about doing something she hadn't done in a very long time. She used to crawl out on the roof, with her laptop in hand and write for hours- back when her depression had first started.

She felt like doing that, she decided as she opened the door and let herself inside. She'd grab her laptop, and her heavier coat and sit up on the roof.

She smiled at her little plan as she settled her shopping bag on the stairs. She quickly unzipped the thin jacket she wore and hung it over the stair case railing, her hat and gloves following after that.

She walked into the kitchen, only to stop in the threshold, Kiba standing at her sink washing dishes. That's right, he was living with her now. She wouldn't lie; it was taking some getting used to. A young man who was once her sworn enemy was now her roommate of sorts, though his room was next to hers.

"Hey, Kiba…" She said as she padded across the kitchen to the fridge. She opened it and pursed her lips as she decided what it was she wanted.

"Hello, Sakura. Mr. Shiranui and Shizune asked me to tell you that they'd be out." He told her, looking up from the plate in his hand.

Sakura's eyes flicked over to him quickly, "I figured…" She pulled out one of the many water bottles lining the inner door, and closed the fridge before turning back to Kiba. "You know you can call him Genma here, right? You live with us now."

"I know it's just…odd being on familiar terms with a teacher."

She couldn't help but smile, "Then imagine what some days in chemistry are like for me." She murmured with a light giggle as she opened her water. "Odd doesn't even cut it."

He grinned and rinsed the plate, resting it in the rack on the counter. "How did you two even get to that point?"

She shrugged, "You know that feeling you get when you watch those cheesy romance movies and the sexual tension is so strong that it's nearly palpable?"

"Yeah."

"Nothing like that."

He couldn't help but to laugh, "Then what was it like?"

"It was kind of like a pull, I guess. We danced around each other for a bit, and it just…happened." She admitted as they walked from the kitchen to the stairwell.

She paused, as a thought crossed her mind. Show him your journal…. She tried to shake it away, but there was something that made it keep coming back. Maybe it was because he had trusted her wholeheartedly with his issues that she wanted to share some of hers, and not just with Kakashi who had gone through something similar but was no longer experiencing it so severely.

"I want to show you something, Kiba." She said as she started up the stairs, "Come on."

Dark eyes watched her apprehensively, but he nodded and followed her up to the third floor and into her bedroom. He quickly glanced around it, having never been before.

"I like this color blue." He said as he touched her wall, a whisper of a smile on his face. His eyes moved to the many pictures on her wall about her bed. "You guys are really close, aren't you?"

Sakura hummed lightly in response as she sat on her bed and picked up her laptop from the floor. She quickly turned it on and turned back to him, "Remember when I said I had baggage?"

He nodded and sat next to her.

"Well, I'm depressed. I have been for years and it comes and goes, there are days when I fall apart an others when I just don't have the will to do anything. It's hard sometimes, but I do understand what you're going through and I want to show you my tech-journal. Before this year, everything that happed to me, everything I felt, went in here."

Kiba sat silently and watched as she opened the file, the page number catching his eye. "Six-hundred and two?"

"I started it freshman year. Some entries are small paragraphs and others are pages long. Naruto and Sasuke know I write in it, but they've never seen it."

"Am I mentioned in there anywhere?"

She sighed and nodded, "Yes. I haven't been keeping up with my entries the last few weeks, but I have a lot of things to write about now, and I can finally…I can finally write about you without any malice." She cleared her throat, "I must admit though that Kakashi was right."

"Right about what?" Kiba asked with a confused look on his face, his head tilted slightly to the side. It reminded her of a dog.

"Do you remember the day you dumped your lunch on me?"

His lips pulled into a grim line but he nodded, "I'm sorry I did that."

"Well, when I ran off, it was Kakashi who found me and we talked. He figured you were gay before the thought ever crossed my mind. He's very good at reading people." She recalled the day with a frown, but shook her head. "You know, not everything in my journal about you is bad. I remember in ninth grade, you and I were partners for the science fair and our display and article won first place. It was your idea to do it on the mutative habits of the flu virus. You have a real knack for science, don't you?"

He smiled, a wide toothy grin, "You could say that. It's my favorite subject. For the longest time I wanted to be a chemist."

"Oh?"

She liked this. She liked getting to know him because once his hard and cruel outside was looked past he was a total nerd, a kind friendly nerd. It was a wonderful change of perspective.

"Mmm, but now I'm leaning towards bio-chemical engineering."

"Wow." She said, her jaw dropping slightly. "I could never do anything that, I'd like to go into diagnostics but chemistry is a must and I'm not good at it."

"It's easy once you get it," He said, leaning back on his hands, "I'll help you tomorrow with the lab that's due Monday. You haven't gotten help on it yet, have you?"

She shook her head, "No, I usually go in after school."

"So I'll help you get it done, and then you can stay after for other reasons."

She swatted his arm, "Hey, hey not in school. He could be fired for it."

"So close and lock the door, duh." He teased as he tapped her temple with a single finger.

Sakura looked down at her pants pocket as her phone went off. She handed her laptop to Kiba and hopped off of the bed, pulling the cell from her jeans.

"Hello? Oh, hi Kesuki!"

She listened to him ramble into her ear about how he'd had a great time with the bartender from Yaoi Rainbows, but he didn't want anything serious with him. Her eyes went to Kiba and she smiled deviously, the grin lighting her face with a dark humor.

"Where are you right now… Oh, yes, I'd love if you'd come over. There's someone I want you to meet…Yes. Okay, see you in ten."

Kiba frowned at her, "Who was that?"

"Kesuki."

He raised a single brow.

"He's Kakashi's younger brother. I think you and he need to meet. If you admire Sasuke, you'll worship Kesuki."

"Why's that?"

~xxx~

"Hello love!" Kesuki said in a bright, singsong voice as he wrapped his arms around Sakura and swung her about. He kissed both of her cheeks before heaving a heavy over dramatic sigh. "Dear, your hair is a mess. What on earth did you do to it? I hope you didn't go out looking like that." He scolded lightly as he dragged her to her vanity to brush it out.

"I can do it myself, Kesuki, there's someone I want you to meet." She said taking his hand and turning him so he was facing Kiba. "Kesuki, this is Kiba. Kiba, this is Kesuki."

Kiba's jaw was slightly dropped and Kesuki clicked his tongue, crossing his arm over his chest. "Closet gay. Definitely."

"Uh…" Kiba stuttered, "How did you…?"

"Please, honey, there is no fooling my gaydar." Kesuki walked, or rather, pranced to Sakura's bed and took Kiba's jaw in his manicured hands and turned him about. "Oh, he's a cute one. Pretty eyes. Hon, stand up for me."

Kiba did as he was told and slowly stood, watching Kesuki nervously as he walked around him. Sakura couldn't help but smile as Kiba looked to her mouthing 'what the hell?' She shrugged and sat in her vanity chair. She quickly brushed her hair and continued watching Kesuki's appraisal.

"I like him. He's very cute, maybe even more so than your dark haired friend Sakura. He's like a little puppy, I want to take him home and cuddle him."

"I don't know how Kakashi would feel about that." Sakura laughed at the thought of Kakashi walking in to find Kesuki love-mauling Kiba by petting his hair or some other awkward thing he could do to treat the Inuzuka like a puppy.

"Oh, Sakura-love I don't really think he'd mind, would he?"

"I'm still here." Kiba muttered.

"I know." Kesuki cheered, ruffling his hair, "So cute. Sakura-love, where ever did you find him? I must know."

"He's living with me. I go to school with him."

"Wonderful." He said happily as he clapped his hands together. "You know babe, we need to have a girl's night."

"You could stay tonight, since you're already here. I have some things you can borrow."

He tapped his chin in thought for a moment, "Is it okay with your cute friend?"

Sakura looked to Kiba, "You cool if he stays the night? I promise, he has enough self-control not to jump you in your sleep."

Kiba looked puzzled but cleared his throat. "Sure, but can I ask him something?"

"Anything, love!" Kesuki said as he threw his arm over Kiba's shoulder.

"Why do you sparkle?"

Kesuki laughed, ruffling Kiba's hair again, "Silly boy. I buy those small bottles of glitter, the ones that come with the face brushes and just pour them over my head in the mornings. I like being shiny. My panties even have sequins today!"

"Oh." Kiba said dumbly, "Wait, did you say panties?"

Kesuki sat, with a smug look on his face and crossed his legs. "I did."

"You wear panties?"

"Well, they're more like boxer briefs, and I sewed the sequins in, but I'm wearing sequined underwear all the same."

Sakura fell forward with a loud snorting laugh at how seriously mind-fucked Kiba looked. Damn she loved Kesuki, he and his overly dramatic, glittering ways.

The younger Hatake sighed, "What shall we do tonight, Sakura-love? Shall we watch a movie? Will you join us Kiba honey?"

Kiba looked between Sakura and Kesuki and swallowed hard. "Yeah. Why not?"

Sakura smiled, Kiba's uneasiness not going unnoticed but that he was willing to give a few hours with Kesuki a try made her feel happy inside. Maybe hanging with the zealous Hatake would do Kiba some good and he would work enough confidence up to speak with Sasuke. And if worse came to worse, he'd have at least met Kesuki who would be more than willing to help him out.

~xxx~

I've been putting of my writing for so long, I feel almost out of it writing here once again.

So I'll start with the most recent of events. A long time enemy, Kiba Inuzuka, is an enemy no longer. While I wouldn't say we were good friends, I believe what we have is a good start. One founded on trust in one another. What better to be the building block of a relationship?

I've also introduced him to the eccentric Kesuki- a man to truly marvel. He embraces who he is wholeheartedly- glitter and all, however stereotypical he may seem. Gotta' love him. It's makes me curious as to what he'd be like if he weren't gay? Had his role and Kakashi's been switched? Ah, things to marvel at and ponder.

Whatever the case, I hope that in finding a friend in Kiba that it will do me as well as him, some good. We could both use it.

Well, until a little later, because we're going to watch Kiss The Bride, and all I can say is "The gays, they make too much big crazy."

~xxx: xxx :xxx~

A/N: Short, I know…but come on, you have got to love Kesuki! :D