A/N: Hi all! This is rated mature for adult situations. It's a challenge fic and my very first "adult" sort of work so please be fair with the criticisms. I really felt out of my element… But anywho, onward with the story!

Added A/N: As an added warning, this chapter could very well be the MOST mature since I tried to get the challenge accomplished in one go. The following chapters are more tame and I'll be sure to add a warning at the beginning if it gets more mature. In this chapter, however, it should be obvious where the more mature parts are. You can skip past it to the end if you're uncomfortable. Just thought I would add this note since someone sent me a personal message about it.

BTW, A Disclaimer: These are clearly not my characters.

A Sudden Temptation

Yamanaka, Ino: age 22, occupation: ANBU's intelligence division. Her current predicament? Convincing her parents that she didn't need a husband to make her life complete.

Their latest ploy was to bombard her with a 'nice young gentleman' from town as she arrived at her family's complex for Sunday dinner. As it turned out, Shinzo Yuy was actually quite nice. He was very polite and even pulled out her chair for her as they settled down for dinner. They carried on with idle conversation as her mother excitedly pointed out things such as "Ino, did you know that Shinzo is a carpenter?" or "Shinzo, my daughter used to work as a healer, you know," and Ino was forced to hold back a groan at the woman's obvious attempts at matchmaking.

After dinner, Ino managed to politely turn down Shinzo's offer to escort her home, citing the need to "visit some old friends" who'd just returned from a long mission. As she came up with the lie, Ino was thinking of Hinata and her team who, ironically, were coming back from a three-month mission that night. Maybe it would be a good idea to visit Hinata and catch up. God knows she needed someone to vent to. And that's how Ino found herself at her friend Hinata's house glaring at the one and only Inuzuka, Kiba.

"What are you doing here?" she asked in annoyance. Kiba was standing at Hinata's front door apparently waiting for someone to answer his knock.

Kiba bared his teeth in an annoyed growl. "The hell's your problem? I'm here for a team debrief, I wasn't aware I needed your approval to go about my business."

Ino narrowed her eyes and chose to ignore his biting response. Kiba had always been extremely volatile and short-tempered; part of the reason that they never actually got along. Two volatile, short-tempered personalities could never happily coexist in close proximity.

"Kiba! You're late!" Hinata exclaimed as she swung open the door to her small, four-bedroom cottage. Her pale amethyst eyes widened when she saw Ino's cornsilk blonde head peaking up over Kiba's broad shoulders. "Ino!" she called out happily. She immediately forgot about Kiba and grabbed her old friend in a gentle hug. "How are you? What are you doing here?"

Ino smiled, happy to see the shorter girl again. Hinata was such a good friend, always kind and open-hearted and willing to lend an ear when needed. "I just left dinner with my parents and realized that tonight was the night you guys returned. Do you have time to talk? The Inuzuka said you guys were debriefing."

"The Inuzuka is still standing right here." Kiba's annoyance was complete as the two girls continued to ignore him.

"Of course I have time to talk with you. Shino and I already finished debriefing since Kiba was so late. I can leave Shino to fill Kiba in on our official report while we go talk in my room!"

With that, Hinata led her into the house while Kiba was left to escort himself inside.

"Hinata, this place is gorgeous," Ino cooed in awe as she took in the elegant décor, the intricate woodwork and the light, airy feel of the place.

"Thank you, Ino," Hinata blushed as she opened the double doors to her private sitting room just outside of her bedroom. "I decorated everything myself so it's a great compliment to hear that I did a good job."

"You have great taste, really," Ino commented as she eyed a colorful flower arrangement on a glass table.

Hinata smiled in appreciation. "So how have you been, Ino?"

"Great!"Ino answered immediately. Then, thinking of dinner that night, her face fell slightly. "Well… sort of, anyway."

"What's wrong?" Hinata's concern made Ino smile and shake her head at her own stupidity.

"Nothing, it's nothing, really. My job is great, I just bought a new apartment, and Sakura and I have been having a great time tearing the town apart every Friday night – we're dragging you along this Friday, by the way – life is perfect!"

Hinata smiled hesitantly at the mention of that Friday.

Ino sighed. "Unfortunately, my parents keep rubbing it in my face that…"

"What?" Hinata asked gently as her friend trailed off.

"That I don't have a husband," Ino blurted out, "or even any prospects for a husband!"

She rounded on Hinata and frantically began gesticulating as she spoke. "It didn't bother me before. My boy crazy days ended with my teens and I'm having fun now being such a successful female ninja and hanging out with my closest friends whenever I damn well please. My parents are crazy to think I need a husband to complete my life, I've always thought that.

"But then tonight I show up for Sunday dinner and they have a guy standing in the entrance hall waiting for me. A set up! How desperate does that make me look? Honestly, Hinata? The guy was great and everything but I could never date him, especially not after my parents – excuse me, I should say my mom – made me look so pathetically hopeless!"

Ino exhaled slowly and closed her eyes. "Nothing like your mom setting you up to make you feel miserable. I hadn't thought of it until tonight but, honestly, no guy has asked me out in a long time. Is there something wrong with me?"

"Of course not, Ino!" Hinata jumped in, shocking Ino out of her monologue. "There is nothing wrong with you so don't you dare think that. If there's something wrong with you then there's something wrong with all of us because take a look around: nobody on my team is dating anyone and neither is Sakura. What does that mean?"

Ino snorted. "Sakura already has her eyes on a certain Kazekage, though she's too stubborn to admit it. And as for you Miss I've-Been-in-Love-With-the-Same-Guy-For-More-Than-Half-My-Life, Sakura and I already know who your husband-to-be is."

The blush that covered the poor girl's face was priceless. "Ino!"

As Ino burst into peels of laughter, there was a sudden knock at the French doors.

Hinata tried to compose herself as she called out a quick "come in" to whoever was at the door. Kiba came strolling in with a dark look on his face. He didn't even glance in Ino's direction as he approached his female team member. "I'm heading out. Shino's about to catch a fist with his face, otherwise." He bent down and affectionately ruffled Hinata's hair with one large hand.

With the air of shoving away an annoying older brother, Hinata swatted his arm away and ran her fingers through her hair to fix it. "Were you guys fighting?" she asked worriedly, "what happened?"

"Nothing," Kiba growled, baring his teeth as he turned, glared when his eyes briefly met Ino's, and left.

A few seconds later, Shino appeared in the open doorway with an odd smirk on his otherwise expressionless face. "I'm going home, Hinata, thanks for offering your home for the debrief."

"You're welcome, Shino," she answered, a bit dazed. "But, may I ask… what did you say to Kiba?"

If possible, Shino's smirk grew wider. "Don't worry about him. He's just aggravated, as usual, by his own temperamental emotions."

"What, exactly, does that mean?" Ino asked.

Shino gave her a sly look. "It's a guy thing, sorry."

With a raised eyebrow, Ino eyed Hinata as if to say 'your teammates have lost it, hon.'

"Good night ladies," Shino excused himself with a slight bow and closed the doors behind him.

"Men are so weird. Why couldn't they just put all of us girls together on a team? We'd probably get things done better that way, I swear!"

Hinata smiled at Ino. "You could be right, but I do love working with Shino and Kiba. We work so well together and I know I can entrust them with anything."

Ino scrunched her nose in distaste. "Even Kiba?" she asked incredulously.

Hinata giggled at Ino's expression. "Yes. Actually, especially Kiba. You may not see it, but Kiba is the most loyal, forthright and honest friend a girl could have. Shino can sometimes be quite secretive but with Kiba… I can always tell what he's feeling and he doesn't make an effort to hide it. I've always admired that about him and wished I had the courage to be that open with people."

Ino was staring at Hinata with an amazed expression. "Wow. I didn't realize that you admired him that much." She suddenly cracked a smile as a thought popped into her head. "You know, Hinata, you have a penchant for being attracted to the rugged, loudmouth type… does Naruto have some competition to worry about?" She smirked evilly at her. "Well… not that he would know about it, of course."

"Ino!" Hinata exclaimed in horror, "I don't have those kinds of feelings for Kiba!"

Ino held her stomach as she laughed. "I'm only teasing, hon, calm down," she managed to get out once the fit of giggles subsided.

Hinata, face still glowing pink, huffed a bit at her friend's outrageous sense of humor.

Ino let out a sigh and pushed herself to her feet. "Unfortunately it's getting late and I should be going home."

"Oh!" Hinata got to her feet to escort her back through the house. "It was great to see you again, Ino. Please, stop by and visit whenever you want."

"Thank you, Hinata. And thank you also for listening to my troubles… if you ever want to talk about anything, don't hesitate to find me."

Ino was smiling warmly as Hinata opened the front door for her. "I'll see you tomorrow, hon. Maybe we can get Naruto to buy us lunch… lord knows he can't resist if it's you."

Ino's laughter rang out as she saw her friend's face heat up yet again and she waved as she stepped out into the night. Hinata was truly a joy to visit.

Busy with her amused contemplations of Hinata's crush, Ino didn't realize that she was not alone until she nearly ran headfirst into Kiba's broad back. Kiba, whose dark clothes made him blend in almost completely with the dark of the night forest. Kiba, who was standing in the middle of the forest path and facing down the road as if he was desperately contemplating the meaning of life.

"KIBA!" Ino shouted in annoyance, immediately causing him to jump and whirl around.

"WHAT!" he growled back.

Ino saw his chest heaving in and out from the shock she'd given him and cracked a small smile in satisfaction. "Oh nothing. But you really shouldn't stand in the middle of the path like that when it's this dark out. I nearly ran straight into you."

Kiba gaped at her, caught off guard by the friendly-sounding tone.

"What are you still doing out here?"

His heartbeat returned to normal and he shot her a wary glare as he crossed his arms. "I was just… "he trailed off, wondering what he could tell her without receiving an 'Ino' response. He settled on intensifying his glare and muttering a gruff "never mind."

Ino rolled her eyes at his surly behavior. "Oh lighten up, Kiba, I was just curious."

"Yeah, and then in a few minutes you'll go psycho on me."

"Excuse me?" Ino's cornsilk hair flew around her as her head snapped up and she met Kiba's bold eyes with outrage. "You wanna say that again, dog-breath?"

"No need. You've just proven my point." A satisfied smirk was tilting the right corner of his mouth as he stared down at her scorching glare.

"How dare you say something like that when I was trying to be nice!" Incensed, Ino balled up her fists and stepped closer. "I should knock you back down into whatever kennel you crawled out of!"

Never one to back down from a challenge, Kiba stepped even closer with a menacing sneer. "Give it your best shot flower girl." The belligerent tone of his voice was daring and the way he said 'flower girl' made it sound like the worst insult in the world.

Without a single thought, Ino's fist went flying straight at his face, intent on breaking his nose. Unfortunately for Ino, Kiba's taijutsu skills were much better than hers. While she specialized in reconnaissance and information gathering, he was a tracking and combat specialist.

Kiba caught her wrist with little to no effort and an arrogant smirk on his lips. "Please tell me that wasn't a serious punch, " he drawled, lazily holding her wrist in an iron grip.

Ino desperately tried to smack the arrogant look off his face with her free hand and nearly cried out her frustration when he idly caught that wrist as well.

Kiba stared straight into her fire-spitting eyes and grinned, his canines sharp and shiny in her vision. "Are you done yet?"

Ino wasn't thinking of consequences. Her only thought in that moment was to cause some damage. Unconsciously calling on her chakra control as a healer, she raised a chakra-infused knee straight up into her adversary's most sensitive spot.

"MOTHER F-"

Ino watched in shock as Kiba dropped to his knees , holding himself with his face screwed up in intense pain.

She belatedly realized what she had done in her anger, and her first reaction was a satisfied smirk. She stepped over his prone body with a dignified harrumph thinking, 'that's precisely what he gets for antagonizing me.' But when she heard his low groan of pain, she paused and looked back guiltily.

She stood there for a few minutes, watching him slump over on the ground and groan some more. "Oh come on, Kiba, I don't think I could've hit you that hard!" she finally exclaimed with exasperation.

His only response was to groan louder and let out the longest string of colorful expletives Ino had ever heard in her life. With wide eyes, she hesitantly approached him and knelt beside his supine form. "Oh, alright, roll over you big baby," she grumbled, grasping his shoulder and shoving him onto his back.

With a critical eye, Ino laced her fingers in a quick stretch before tugging his hands aside.

Kiba's eyes snapped open and glared at her accusatorily. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Healing you," Ino stated matter-of-factly as she rested both hands on his crotch-area.

"Ino what the fuck!" Kiba's hand shot out and shoved her hands away.

Ino could swear she saw red tingeing his cheeks. She smirked on the inside at the predicament she now had him in. "Kiba relax," she told him with an unassuming tone. "I'm a healer. If it hurts that much then I should really help you. It would go against my ethics as a healer, otherwise."

Without waiting for his response, she placed her hands once again over his crotch. Again, Kiba grabbed her wrists and held them away. He was sweating from the pain but he was also highly embarrassed. Shino's words from earlier were mocking him.

Give it a rest, Kiba. The only reason you find Ino so annoying is because you want her so badly.

"Isn't there some other way?" he asked desperately.

'Oh there is, but there's no way I'll tell you that.' Ino smiled consolingly at him. "Sorry Kiba, Sakura's a much better healer than me. Maybe she would've been able to spare you some embarrassment. My chakra control isn't that great yet, though, so I can only perform this through close contact."

She gently freed her wrists from his grasp and watched his face as she slowly put her hands back on his crotch again. His eyes closed in defeat and his head dropped back to the ground as he tried to pretend that her hand wasn't there.

Green light flashed beneath her hands, and the healing process began. She saw the pain slowly recede from his face to be replaced by relief. She really hadn't meant to deal him that low blow but in a way she was glad she had. Operation Embarrass Kiba was about to commence.

Pretending that she was still in the process of healing, Ino kept a faint green glow emanating from beneath her hands as she slowly began to move them around a little. First, she moved them back and forth before slowly, so as not to alarm him, moving them sideways up and down the length of his shaft. 'The already hardening length' she thought in surprise. She felt him shift his position a little and looked at his face to see his brows furrowed above his still closed eyes.

She smirked evilly. 'Well that didn't take much effort at all.'

Kiba was no longer in pain but he suddenly wished he still was. Ino's hands felt so freaking good. The small movements she was making all up and down his throbbing manhood were driving him completely insane. 'Think unsexy thoughts. Think unsexy thoughts.' His mantra wasn't working, though. He could feel himself reacting and for some reason, it didn't occur to him that he could just jump away.

Ino found it very appealing that Kiba was getting this aroused by her handiwork. Whether he realized it or not, he had let out the sexiest growl during one of her 'innocent' little passes up and down his length. She was really starting to enjoy what she was doing to him on a whole new level.

Kiba could feel his hands digging into the soft earth beneath his body. Shino's words from earlier popped into his mind again. 'Fuck! Why Ino? Why'd it have to be Ino!' Suddenly, all thought process stopped as he felt a hand grip him firmly. His eyes flew open to see Ino, eyeing him with a challenge written across her beautiful face, confidently holding his cock in her right hand.

"Ino! What the –nnguh…" Kiba nearly lost it as she stroked him through the loose fabric of his pants and firmly pressed her thumb against the tip of him.

"Kiba, listen up closely," she demanded lightly. "I want an apology for your treatment of me earlier."

"Ino, stop it- ah!"

"I wasn't finished," she stated matter-of-factly as she continued to pump her hand. Through his haze, however, Kiba could tell that Ino was getting excited by his reactions. She was eyeing him with an inexplicable sparkle in her darkened eyes and her breathing was irregular.

"I want you to apologize, and then I want you to admit that you're very turned on right now."

Kiba glared up at her, his hard length twitching in her soft grip from his arousal.

"I can't hear you, Kiba," she whispered seductively, pausing the motion of her hand but keeping pressure on him as she lowered her eyes.

You want her.

In the blink of an eye, Kiba's hands shot out and grabbed her, shoving her to the ground with his weight and holding her wrists firmly above her head. "That was not very nice, Ino," he growled, his eyes nearly black with his desire.

Ino squirmed beneath him, trying to pretend that she was very indignant. "Kiba! What the hell do you think you're- mm-mmph!"

Kiba couldn't have waited another breath to taste her pink lips. His hard mouth silenced her before she even had a chance to process his intent. Ino tried valiantly to resist him but he was kissing her in such a way that all of her senses seemed to implode all at once. Her body responded to him seemingly of its own accord.

Kiba released her wrists as he felt her arching up into him, trying to get as close to his body as possible. His rough hands quickly detoured to her exposed stomach and slid down to her smooth hips as he groaned at her wild responses.

They were kissing fervently, nipping, licking, and moaning as they battled each other for dominance. At one point, Ino had grabbed both sides of his face and thrust her tongue straight into his mouth. A low growl emanated from deep within his chest and his hands slid down to the slits in her skirt and up to her bare thighs possessively.

Ino was in heaven. A wonderful pressure was building to a crescendo between her thighs and Kiba's hard body was pressed against her so deliciously that she couldn't resist a few moans of ecstasy. Kiba's lips suddenly trailed away from hers and began kissing her neck, breathing in her scent reverently.

"Oh God," she whispered when she could feel his hot mouth on the ticklish spots along her neck. "Kiba…" she moaned out as she arched against him once more.

Kiba hissed in a breath when the apex of her smooth thighs came into contact with his raging hard-on. "Oh, fuck…" he breathed against the soft skin of her cleavage.

Ino moaned at the feel of him right where she needed him most. She arched her hips more and squeezed his sides between her knees. She couldn't take this sweet torture, she couldn't even remember who she was at this point but she knew full well what she wanted. With impatient, shaky hands, Ino grabbed at the fabric of the man's shirt and yanked it over his head. Tensed muscles and bronzed skin greeted her hungry gaze before Kiba's dark eyes invaded her vision.

"Ino…" he whispered in a strained voice. He was attempting to form words apparently, but all he could do was stare at her in awe as his mouth opened and closed uselessly.

"Kiba, just shut up and do something already!" She demanded from a mix of frustration and exasperation. She saw something spark in his eyes just before his lips claimed hers once again. This time she felt something different about the way he kissed her. It was more desperate than demanding. And while it set her senses on fire just as much as his other kisses, she could feel this one pulling at something deep within her.

Ino's eyes popped open at the strange sensation. Her heart felt like it was swelling… and when she saw Kiba's eyes open to stare into hers… the look he gave her scared the shit out of her! Frantically, Ino pulled away from his kiss, pushing her hands against his chest to create some distance.

Kiba's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What's wrong," he asked, his voice still husky from his desire.

The perfect sound of his voice sent a thrilling shiver up her spine but Ino jumped to her feet, fighting the urge to let her hands touch him again. "I can't believe this is happening…" she murmured as she desperately dusted off her rumpled clothes and tried to pick the blades of grass from her disheveled hair.

A strong hand closed around one of her wrists and Ino suddenly found herself facing a shirtless Inuzuka Kiba. The picture of him standing there without a shirt, his face serious and his eyes still darkened with desire and (gulp) longing… was almost enough to break her. She felt tears springing to her eyes.

What was this? What had they been doing? What had they almost done? In what sick and twisted world did she, Yamanaka Ino, make out in the grass and bushes with Inuzuka Kiba? Her thoughts were flitting around in her head at light speed and the only thing that she was certain of in that moment was her desire to get as far away from the situation as possible.

"… please, Ino," she heard him say. She hadn't heard what he had been saying before but she was far too panicked to care now.

"I have to go," she whispered quickly as she turned and sped off.

Kiba simply stood there, his fists clenched and his face slowly shutting off all emotion. "Why the hell did it have to be you?" he finally growled out, closing his eyes and exhaling a calming breath.

A/N:So there it is. I don't know if the challenge requires me to actually have them go all the way but I may put out another chapter if I can find the time. Some of you may be like 'where's the lemon!' but hey, one baby step at a time here people! I really wasn't sure how to write this! I got some very helpful pointers from my gutter-minded boyfriend... he provided me with so many LOVELY synonyms for a guy's manhood. Sigh, men. Gotta love them and all their perverted humor.

Please, let me know your thoughts. How did I do for a first time 'adult'-type story? If I did well enough, it would definitely encourage me to put out that extra chapter sooner. But until next time, this story is tbc….