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crisnowait ([info]crisnowait) wrote in [info]feelgoodmods,
Re: Inuzuka Kiba Part 9
“Hold up, I’ll get that for ya Mr. H,” Kiba quickly assisted the old man and in no time he lined up three large cans along the sidewalk. A toothy grin brightened his face all day he’d been itching to get his hands dirty. “Hey you have anything else, I’m a hard worker.”

It turned out as Mr. Henderson had several jobs suited for a strong back. Kiba couldn’t have been more thrilled. That night he moved out two busted loveseats, stripped wallpaper in the dining room, emptied an old rusted water heater, and replaced it with a dusty newer model. Akamaru even helped scatter a litter of possums under the front porch.

The next day Kiba set to work, repairing the porch, following up with scrapping peeling paint off the side of the house. He discovered usable white paint in the basement, and set to work painting the entire house over the passing weeks.

Bronzed and beaming a month later, Kiba stood at the bus stop saying his goodbyes to the old man. Kiba extended a calloused hand after lowering his backpack. “Nice meeting you Mr. H! Thanks for taking me and Akamaru in, we had fun.”

His eyes tearing up Mr. Henderson gripped Kiba’s hand tugging him into a fatherly embrace.

Akamaru whined as the bus honked. Kiba ducked his head wiping his face while sniffing. “I’ll try to come back up this way you take care.” He grinned again rubbing his partner’s furry head. “Ok Maru lets go, this driver is a friend of Mr. H so you can ride big guy!”

Offering a final so long, the two filed on with the other passengers, once seated Kiba stared out the window. He felt good it was time to move on and thanks to Mr. H there is a possibility he can work with a company in Reno. Kiba squirmed in his seat, pulling out the clipped article and reading over it again, he nudged Akamaru who seemed rather with a woman with a large basket in her lap.

“Hey it’s not nice to stare,” Kiba stared at the woman curious too. Then shaking himself out of his daze he showed the article to his dog snickering about no experience and the chance of a lifetime.

~fin


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