Kiba one shot for 10silly10 (pics)

Name: Tara Ojamidori
Age: 13 (non-Shippuuden) 15 (Shippuuden)
Jutsu: Army of One. It's a genjustu-type, making the victim have an illusion of many Tara's, attacking them, using up their chakra. Tara then finishes them off with a katana. Most other jutsu are more genjustu-related.
Appearance: Onyx black hair, a few inches past the shoulder. A side bang comes over her left eye. This helps with chakra control, like Kakashi's. Emerald green eyes, no pupils. Lightly tanned skin, 5'5, average weight.
Best Friend(s): Hinata, Naruto, Kankuro, Temari
Crush: Kiba.

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Tara woke up from a very restless sleep. All night she had dreamt about that one boy, Kiba. She didn’t even really know him, but she was crushing on him a lot. "A lot" was actually a few years, so it maybe wasn’t just a crush. Oh man, she thought, I wish I could talk to Temari, or even Kankuro! Tara was in need of her good friend, but to both their despair, she was in another country. This made it hard for them to talk, but they found ways around it.

Walking down the street, she spotted Kiba. Shyness suddenly fell over her, and she had to quickly turn around. This was the reason she still didn’t know him. One day I’ll talk to him, she thought, just not today.

"Your starting to turn into Hinata," said Sakura who had seen Tara turn around. "I can’t help it! He’s way out of my league!" she confessed. "Who? Kiba? No he isn’t!" it seemed that Sakura knew him. "He’s absolutely gorgeous," Tara said as she drooled over him. "Um, okay, not really," Sakura obviously had a different opinion, "but you are, Tara." Tara stopped obsessing over Kiba to look at her friend, "Thanks, that’s why I like hanging out with you!"

Tara spent the day hanging out with Naruto (her good friend), Hinata, and Sakura. Throughout the whole day, she kept seeing Kiba out of the corner of her eye and after a while she thought it was her imagination. Oh no! she thought, I really have to stop thinking about him. I’m going crazy! They hung out till past midnight, and Tara eventually left to walk home alone.

The night was actually kind of creepy as Tara made her way across the village to her home. It was a dark as it could possibly be, and to add to this Tara felt that someone was following her. Every five minutes Tara would spin around frantically trying to catch a glimpse of her stalker, but she had no such luck. Nevertheless, she knew she was being stalked.

She caught him when he stepped on a twig, it snapped, and he was to distracted to hide. Tara spun around crazily, afraid that she’d miss him again, and saw him. As soon as her eyes fell on him, a deep blush spread across her face. "Ah, sorry," he started, "I didn’t mean to scare you. . . I just-" but he couldn’t think of a way of explaining without completely freaking her out, so he let her cut in. "Um, yeah, have you been following me all day?" that was the first time she had ever spoken to Kiba, except that one time I said excuse me to him! "Yeah, I had planned to talk to you at some point, but I couldn’t tell when was a good time," he said while nervously rubbing the back of his head. Tara couldn’t help but laugh. "You think I’m some loser, right?" Kiba asked almost hurt by her laughter. "No, no that’s not it," she said realizing how much she related to him, "Do you want to walk me home?" Her new-found confidence shocked both of them. "Sure," Kiba was relieved that he hadn’t scared her off.

The walk to Tara’s house was now a short one, and also a very silent one. The situation proved awkward for both the ninja. Finally, when they reached Tara’s door, Kiba gathered the courage to talk, "Do you want to go out some time?" He said this quickly; the nervousness obvious in his voice. Tara laughed again, "Sure. I’d love to." Kiba awkwardly leaned in and lightly brushed Tara’s cheek with his lips, "Goodnight."

That night was a very nice one; she stayed up again but this time she was happy. The day had proved to be one of the best in her life. She had gotten a date with her long-time crush, who was crushing on her!, and she didn’t appear to be the loser either . . . that would be Kiba. Tara laughed to herself as she remembered how nervous and awkward he had been, but that’s exactly how it would have been for her if she talked to him first. Tara fell asleep as she touched her cheek (where he had kissed her) and thought about the on coming date.