Kiba shrugged. "Eh, my mom's out on a mission, and Hana's on a house call to another village." He smirked. "Ya wanna come over my place? I haven't had anyone over in a while, and it'll be nice to have the company...ya know, even if it's you."
Naruto grinned. "Sure, sounds like a great ide---heeeeey!" He swiftly scowled as Kiba's insult registered. The dog-nin couldn't help it; he burst out laughing. Even Akamaru wagged his tail a bit.
"Heh, it actually took you that long to get it?" Kiba managed between snickers. At Naruto's continued scowl, Kiba rolled his eyes. "Ah, c'mon, don't be like that." Still snickering, he scooted back from the table. "C'mon, let's get outta here." He stood up...
...only for his shorts, the waistband of which had completely busted, to fall down to his ankles. Kiba's face did its best overripe tomato impression, Akamaru gaped and whined, and Naruto....
"BAHAHAHA!" Naruto laughed, clutching his middle. "W-who's the idiot now, huh?" Even as Kiba glowered at him, the blonde took a closer look at him. "Heh; nice undies, Inuzuka!"
Kiba's face, impossibly, reddened even further as he looked down at said garment: specifically, a pair of green boxer-briefs with a fire hydrant pattern on full display. "Sh-shut up!"
Akamaru, mortified, whined, covering his eyes with his ears. Oh great...and to think Kiba wore those shorts to PREVENT embarrassing crap like this form happening...
Kiba continued to scowl and redden as Naruto continued to laugh at him. "Yeah, haha," Kiba muttered, too embarrassed to do anything more. Grumbling, he bent down and pulled his shorts up, making sure to hold onto them tightly. "C'mon, let's get outta here." Still grumbling, he quickly walked towards the exit, Akamaru following close behind. Naruto, watching them, rolled his eyes. "Man...guy cna't take a joke." Snickering a bit, he sucked in his gut as much as he could and re-buttoned his pants; it was a rather tight fit, but he managed. With that taken care of, he got out of his seat and followed the two.
Seeing the three go, the shop's owner called, "Hey, wait! What about your stuff?"
"Just deliver it to my place," Kiba muttered, his face not quite as red as it had been. Before the shopkeep could answer, the three were out the door.
The three walked in silence for a bit, Kiba's face gradually losing its red color as Akamaru walked beside him. Unsurprisingly, it was Naruto who broke the silence.
"Hey, guys?" Naruto spoke up, wincing as his pants cut into his middle. "I, uh, gotta stop by my place to change. I'll be over as soon as I can."
"Go ahead," Kiba muttered, still a little mad at Naruto for his outburst. Naruto raised an eyebrow, but nonetheless grinned and gave a thumbs-up.
"Great! I'll see you guys in a little bit!" Waving, Naruto quickly left their side, making a beeline for his apartment. Kiba, watching him go, rolled his eyes. "Idiot..." he muttered. Akamaru whimpered, and Kiba managed to smile and pat him on the head (making sure his unoccupied hand was holding his shorts up, of course). "Ah, it's OK, buddy; it's just a mood, it'll pass." Akamaru whined again, but he licked Kiba's hand, more or less placated for the moment.
Soon, Kiba and Akamaru reached their house. Getting out his keys and unlocking the door, the dog-nin made his way inside, heading straight for his bedroom to change, Akamaru following dutifully behind. Kiba peeled his gray t-shirt off and shucked his broken shorts, rooting through his things until he found a couple of garments that were to his liking: specifically, a red tank top with a paw print on it and a pair of tan khaki shorts. Grinning, he slipped the clothes on; owing to his still slightly-stuffed belly, his tank top still rode slightly above his navel, and his khakis had to be unbuttoned and unzipped, but otherwise, they fit well enough.
He nodded. "Alright, all set!" He smiled, plopping down onto his bed. Akamaru, already sensing what Kiba was planning, hopped up behind him, curling his body and allowing Kiba to recline against him. "Now, while the dummy does whatever he has to do and what's left digests..." he smacked his belly for emphasis. "...I think a nap's in order." He yawned. "Oi, Akamaru; if someone comes by, wake me, OK?"
Despite the order, Akamaru wasn't offended; he was well used to getting up before Kiba, anyway. With an affirmative nod, he laid his head on the bed, shutting his eyes. Smiling, Kiba yawned again and closed his eyes as well. Soon, both boy and dog, were sound asleep, sleeping off what was left of their massive meals.
A bit later...
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