Disclaimer: No i dont own Naruto or any of the characters in it, But, luckily i can write fanfic tehe

My Dear Pal

Chapter One

(Where's Akamaru?)

KIBA:

I never thought I'd have to say goodbye to him. I mean, we were pal's, mates, friends for life. We trained all day, and everyday, together. We were like one of those multiple bangle bracelets, each part of us connected in some way to the other, but when you turn those wrist bands in your palm, it's hard to tell where exactly its starts, and where it finishes. But now, those bangles have tumbled to the cold, hard ground, where they have made a splintering sound upon landing, and every individual one has fallen apart from each other somehow.

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"No... Please d-don't," were the only words I could push through my lips. I was paralyzed, unable to move. The heavy gravity felt like it was trying to crush me down into the dirt, and I knew it wouldn't be satisfied until it formed a crater. My vision was hazy, and my mind was clouded over with pain. I tried to heave myself up, desperate, but just couldn't. I trailed my eyes across the brown cobble stones and dust, until they locked on him. He was maybe 20 meters away. His large white body was tranquil, just like mine. Both of us were completely helpless.

"Stupid kid, should of thought before running head first into a danger zone like this one." A twisted smirk came across the face of our predator.

I couldn't see exactly what they did next, but I didn't have to, all I needed was to hear, to know. That sound will never leave me, the sound of my friend being sent somewhere that I couldn't follow. Akamaru yelped at first, then it turned into an agonized howl that seemed to last forever. Slowly, it died down into a soft whimper.

"Aka..." I couldn't finish his name off, something snapped deep under the surface of my skin. I couldn't take anymore, I didn't want to. All I had left to do was pass out. So it swallowed me, that huge, black ocean, pulling me to its core.

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"Kiba... Are you awake?"

I didn't realize my eyes were open until I heard my sister's voice. It was soft, and gentle, like someone quietly playing a flute; and I knew instantly something was wrong.

"Yeah Hana, I'm awake," I managed to choke. For a second, I thought I was blind, until I realized my mind just wasn't registering my surroundings properly. Where was I? I looked directly upwards, the glare from a large lamp pounding against my eyes.

I pushed myself up slightly with my arms, "Ah!" a searing pain dug into my rib-cage.

"Kiba! get down!" Hana's hand gingerly pressed against me until I was lying again.

I glanced over at her, she was worried sick, I could tell.

"Wha-where am I?"

"We're in hospital," She clasped her fingers around my wrist, and then reverted her eyes towards the ground to escape my stare.

"Well sis, aren't you gonna tell me what kinda trouble I got myself into this time?" I tried to sound cheery, but my tone still ended out the way I felt; terrified of what she was going say next.

"You went chasing after some guy, all on your own and well..." she paused, then smiled abruptly, "Here you are now, you goon"

Suddenly I remembered something, someone very important, "Where's Akamaru?"

"Kiba..."

"Where is he?!" I sat bolt up rite, ignoring the pain. Everything started to come back, the memory of it all was too much; it over-rid the physical hurt a thousand fold.

"Tell me where he is dammit!" I growled.

"Lie back down! You're going to injure yourself even more!"

"No!" I ripped the blanket from my legs, and flung out of bed, landing on all-fours. My grazed hands and feet slapped against the freezing lino, tearing some of the scabs away. Trickles of blood slithered from each digit.

Hana bolted from her seat towards me, she wasn't fast enough. I clenched my fists, and heaved them forward. I didn't mean to, but my knuckles met her cheek-bone and I heard a low, crunching sound, which reminded me of Chouji eating a packet of barbecue chips for some reason. The only difference between the two noises was that Chouji was happy when he ate.

I didn't have time to think about what I had done; I had to find Akamaru. I leapt past my sister as she buckled over, caressing her wound. Before she had any time to call me back, or even over-come the shock of being hit, I was already half way down the hall.

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I had left a trail of bloody footprints down almost all of the streets of Konoha. I knew the med-nins were after me, and it wouldn't take them that long to catch up. By this time everything ached, my head, my legs, my rib-cage, everything. I had gone absolutely everywhere I could think of where Akamaru would be, I had called him, but he hadn't come. He always came when I called, always.

Retreating to an alley, I said his name one last time, "Akamaru..." I stood for what seemed like an age, listening, hoping, wishing, and the result was no different.

"Kiba."

I turned to face the voice calling me.

My mothers face was as hard as rock, "You need to rest," with those few words, she started to walk away, an order, not a request for me to follow.

That's when it hit me, harder than a tsunami. Akamaru was gone, and he was never coming back.

I wanted to cry, but my eyes were raw, I was raw.

He couldn't be truly gone... Could he?

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Finish.

Well thats my first chapter to my first long and not comedy fanfic. hope you liked it! sad i know, but sometimes sad stuff has to be explored.

Well please review! hope you liked it! and the next chapter should be up soon hopefully!!

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