Kiba's Bad Day (for hrt)

[Croup]

"Aw, c'mon Iruka-sensei!" Inuzuka Kiba groused once his teacher, Umino Iruka, had pulled him away from Aburame Shino and taken him into an unoccupied room within the academy. "That Shino guy totally had it coming! Always acting better'n everybody else, with those glasses and collar and higher-than-you attitude. Somebody had to clobber him!"

Kiba exhaled loudly, wincing a bit at his rib where Shino had struck him during their tussle. He'd had an unofficial rivalry with the stoic, silent Shino since the day they'd met in the Academy. As one of the canine-like Inuzuka, Kiba felt the male need to assert himself as leader of the "pack", in this case meaning the schoolyard. For the most part he'd been succesful in his endeavor, his natural skills working in his favor to be a good ninja, in spite of his brash, cocksure manner. But that Shino guy... somehow he always beat him! Shino was what the veteran villagers would call a "genius", and was the second best in their class. Only that Uchiha Sasuke guy got better grades, not that Kiba cared.

But just being bested wouldn't have caused Kiba to try and physically even the score with the insect-loving nin. No, it was the way he did it! Kiba would always brag about how good he'd be before doing whatever exercise they were working on that day- shuriken practice, jutsus, sneaking, whatever. But then after Kiba went ahead, and doing a pretty damn good job if he said so himself, that Shino guy would step up and do better than him! And he wouldn't even say anything about it! He'd just step up, do better than Kiba, and then step down, all without a single word. Kiba'd be lucky to get even a 'hn' out of him. It pissed Kiba off! If Shino would just act normal, then that would be one thing. But no, he was freaking weird, and he kept one-upping him! Kiba had to show that guy who he was messing with.

And it'd been going okay too. Shino was pretty badass, but Kiba had got some good hits in. Sure, Shiino had gotten plenty of good hits in himself but... eh, Kiba could have taken him, if they hadn't been interrupted! But no, then Iruka had shown up, and now here Kiba was about to get lectured for starting fights with other students.

"Ugh! This sucks!" Kiba said loudly, folding his arms defiantly and sticking his chest out. Akamaru, in his usual spot with his head sticking out of Kiba's jacket, added a bark of agreement.

[Hrtofdrkns]

"How many fights that I've had to break up does this one make Kiba?" Iruka demanded of the Inuzuka. He had had more then enough of constantly dragging the boy off of another student, and this time he planned to do something about it.

[Croup]

"Six or seven," Kiba grumbled under his breath. He wasn't counting the fights he'd had with Naruto. Fights with Naruto didn't count.

"What's the big deal?" he said. "I'm only showing 'em who's boss!"

[Hrtofdrkns]

"The big deal is that it's getting out of hand." He said. "I've warned you too control yourself, but it seems something more drastic needs to be done." With that he took Kiba by the arm, leading him to a nearby chair.

[Croup]

"Wha- huh? Hey! What're you doing?" Kiba said, being pulled along by the stronger man. As the chair drew closer, it dawned on him. Oh crap, Iruka was gonna spank him! It'd been a while since last time when Iruka had pounded his bare ass, along with Naruto's. But now it was gonna happen again!

"Woah woah woah, I've done all my homework, man!" Kiba said, digging his heels into the floor. "You can't spank me!" He and Akamaru exchanged a look. Since last time, the boy and his dog had devised a way to get around a spanking just in case Iruka tried it again, but if it was gonna work they had to do it now.

[Hrtofdrkns]

"And why is that? I've done it before after all." Iruka retorted. "Don't make me take my belt off again Kiba, I will if I have too."

[Croup]

Ah shit, not the belt! Kiba blanched. Of everything that had ever left a mark on his butt, he hated the belt most of all.

"O-okay, Iruka-sensei." Kiba said. "I'll take the spanking. Just don't give me the belt, damn..."

He gave Akamaru another downward glance, making sure that doing their Plan was okay with the dog. But Akamaru gave him a firm nod, and Kiba could feel the short length of Akamaru's tail swiping back and forth across his chest underneath his heavy jacket. Alright... You're a real friend, Akamaru! I'll make it up to you later, promise!

[Hrtofdrkns]

Iruka sat down in the chair. "Alright Kiba, pants down and over my lap." He commanded firmly.

[Croup]

First setting Akamaru to the floor, a surprisingly quiet and docile Kiba drew his pants down without any noticeable hesitation, before draping his body over Iruka's thighs. The top of his large jacket obscured the top regions of his buttocks, and that, along with his boxer-shorts, (which clearly showing a dog-bone motif), was the only thing standing between Kiba's firm butt, and Iruka's soon-to-be descending palm.

Kiba didn't say anything further in his defense, but seemed to be clenching his teeth in readiness. Akamaru paced around the chair, clearly agitated.

[Hrtofdrkns]

The chuunin moved Kiba's shirt up onto his lower back, then grabbed the waistband of his boxers and slowly slid them down to his knees. He then rested his hand on the boy's pert buns.