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Re: Inuzuka Kiba Part 3
By the time he was sixteen, Kiba was drummer in a small rock band with several friends. It was at this time that the Inuzuka also took up vocals, leading a few songs at some of their gigs. Little by little, his impetuous behavior returned. When confronted with a view differing from his own he usually spoke out regarding the issue, though Kiba rarely got into spats with his close friends.

The end of high school brought about even more excitement for him. It meant he would finally get away from his small community and out to see the world. The happy discussion about their plans to take their band across the country turned into a heated debate over who would sing lead. The leader of the band slash main vocalist snidely claimed Kiba’s voice was "...not as well developed. So he best keep his whiny ass back behind the drum set". Bad words led to worse and before long the teens broke into an all out fistfight. In the end, the group sided with the leader and booted Kiba out the band. Even without his band Kiba wasn't beaten. Returning home long enough to pack a few items and tucking his drumsticks in his pocket, he was determined to set off and see the world anyway. He'd never had a real job though other than caring for the animals in his mom’s kennel and playing gigs with his band. His mother never paid him for his work at the kennel and as far as Kiba was concerned it was his responsibility as man of the house to help so he never expected payment from his mom anyway. Not to mention that playing with his band had never felt like what he thought real work was like.

Inexperience aside, the seventeen year old left his mom a note and hugged his sister goodbye and left home with just the clothes on his back. It was not easy saying goodbye but Kiba felt he had no other choice. Sure it was impulsive and he was angry but getting away from the small town that night seemed like the perfect idea. Kiba had always wanted something more than what his surroundings offered. New experiences for Kiba are as necessary as breathing to others. He had believed the band would be enough but now it was no longer a possibility. But he had made the decision to finally see the world and he wasn't going to let one little set back stop him. If by chance he ended up in a place he really liked one day, then maybe he would settle down for a while and enjoy himself.

After a few months of wandering on his own, Kiba landed a job on a construction site that paid good enough for him to settle down a bit and enroll in some college courses. Never one to remain in one place long Kiba changed jobs a few times but determined to understand what it takes to be a musician he struggled through his college. When a place no longer held his interest, he switches schools on a steady trek across country, not sure where he was going or whom he would meet along the way. That suited Kiba just fine. He enjoyed the adventure all the same. His stage name circulated among small bands in a few places he visited. Snagging a gig for a few bucks usually help keep food in his belly.

Not really a vagrant but damn close Kiba sent letters home whenever he remained in one place long enough to get a return reply. On one particular occasion, Kiba sent home a large package containing his associate degree in marketing and music. The single post card converted photo showing him grinning for his mother and sister holding up three fingers representing how long it had taken to get his degree. The return letter arrived a mere two days later by special carrier.

A delivery trucked pulled up in front of the hotel while Kiba sat at the bus stop near the road. He paid little attention to the rather annoyed carrier as he spoke with the hotel manager. Kiba had his headphones in his ears, he hadn't heard a word. The commotion would have gone unnoticed if Kiba hadn't felt a tug at his pocket soon followed by hot wetness. Kiba jumped up with the scent of urine filling his nostrils as the wet sensation traveled down his thigh.