dog days [ kiba ; sakura ]

"Oh, yeah, sure," Kiba obliged, stepping out of the way to let the kunoichi through, quickly surveying the front room to try to locate his mother, glad when he couldn't see her anywhere in the immediate area. He didn't need her scaring off more of his friends; people rarely came to his place as it was. "I'd say I was trying to save you from the heat letting you in but it's just as hot inside and good luck getting a spot in front of the fan with that hog sitting there," he teased, smirking slightly when Akamaru whined in return and rolled to the side slightly, to allow for more room by the fan.

"Do you want a drink or anything? You look exhausted," he offered, sniffing in the kitchen's direction to see what they had in. "But, uh, Hana's not around, actually. She's on a mission out of Konoha. If you needed something I could try to sniff it out for you," Kiba laughed, rubbing his nose with his finger. "But I guess if it's something you really need to talk about with her then the most I can do is let you know when she comes back..."

"Sure thing," Kiba replied with the smile, sniffing at the air again as a reminder. "We have Calpis, Cheerio, mom's Sapporo..." he frowning--most of the drinks in the fridge smelled like hers. "And water, obviously," he finished, taking a glass out to get himself some water in the mean time. Filling the glass all the way up, Kiba moved to dump half of it in Akamaru's water dish, smirking as the massive dog finally rose to his feet to drink some of the water.

Sakura's question, on the other hand, was a bit of an issue, and Kiba frowned, leaning against his kitchen counter as he pondered it. "Uhh..." Scratching his head, he finally shrugged, not wanting to convince Sakura he could do something he couldn't and end up causing more trouble for her. "On the off chance that you know what it smells like, I might be able to. Otherwise, it just depends on whether or not Hana labels her shit." As much as Kiba wished she would--for convenience sake and all, she was an Inuzuka, and his family didn't tend to be the most orderly bunch.

Kiba watched skeptically as Sakura downed the drink at light speed--faster even than Akamaru had guzzled down the water he'd poured out for him. "Do you want more?" he offered, nudging his glass in her direction rather than going to get her a fresh one, simply because it was less walking and he wasn't about to go all the way back 5 or 7 feet to fill a cup with water she didn't want, obviously.

"Undertone of mint, huh?" he frowned, sure he'd be able to sniff out an herb with such a strong scent--the problem was still that it was an undertone, and without knowing what else it smelled like, well, it was possible Hana had tons of ointments with mint-scented undertones. "Yeah, sure, I don't mind," he shrugged, leading her towards his sister's bedroom while Akamaru rose to his feet to follow the two ninja. It wasn't his room they were digging through anyway, so he certainly didn't care if they poked around a bit in Hana's room if it was going to help a friend.

As soon as they got close to her room, the strong scent of her companions hit Kiba's nose--even while the whole house smelled of their ninken, Hana's room was all the strongest with three dogs and the girl all sharing a room. The Haimaru brothers were, of course, with Hana, but the strong scent could fool a visitor, that was for sure--well, a visitor with a nose like Kiba's. It probably just reeked of dog to Sakura, but the whole house probably did as well. "Just don't poke around too close to Mom's room. Kuromaru's in there," he warned, not fond of introducing Sakura to the plague of the Inuzuka family just yet. He'd scared away enough of his friends already.

Shrugging, Kiba reached for the handle and opened the door, wrinkling his nose as the scent grew even stronger still--but on the plus side, Hana's room, while not clean, was still neater than his room, or his mother's room, and all her medical stuff seemed to be collected in one section of her bedroom, as far as he could tell. "Well, there it is?" he offered, watching as Akamaru pushed passed them to sniff around, whining quietly at the brothers not being around. "Hopefully we can find it in here somewhere..."

Initially, Kiba had no idea what Sakura was talking about, considering all they'd done so far was agree to snoop through Hana's room for some ointment--but he spotted the picture before he could open is mouth to ask what she meant, feeling the tips of his ears redden slightly in embarrassment. Mom thought it was cute to just take random photos of them whenever and hang them--but it might have been because every time they'd tried to actually take a real, professional picture, it always ended in bickering and it was quite evident in the photo--and therefore, a waste of their money. Not that he could argue with that; whatever idea had got in her head that led her to believe this family could relax look enough to pose for stiff looking pictures was far-fetched.

"I guess," he shrugged, knowing that while they were close and they did depend on each other when they needed it, the rest of the time was filled with arguing. "Nothing like a big clan, but..." he added, always aware when he mentioned clans that his two team mates were from two of the most noble and prestigious clans in the village. "The three of us get along uh... a good... portion... of the time," he finally managed, nearly loosing his balance as Akamaru turned back and roughly nudged him. "The dogs help keep the peace," he added, scowling at his partner and his graceless interruption.

Eager to change the subject before they started talking more about his family, mostly because it was hard to think of times they were doing something other than arguing, Kiba wandered over to what looked like the salves and ointments. "I think her stuff is over here though, if you want to start sniffin' through it," he offered.

"I can smell it from here!" He shouted back at her, pinching his nose and flinching away from her as she threatened to force him to smell it. "Don't bring it any closer, it's terrible! Do you know how sensitive my nose is?" he scolded it, not unpinching his nose until he was sure she recapped the ointment. Akamaru reacted similarly, pressing his chin to the floor and covering it with his forepaws, whining at the scent.

Frowning, Kiba let his eyes trail over the ointments, suddenly realizing that Sakura was planning to sniff every single ointment in her quest to find the right one--when they weren't even 100% sure Hana would actually have the ointment. "Hang on, you know you don't have to smell every single one, right?" he informed her, moving closer to the collection of medicines and letting his nose twitch to scent them. "Okay," he paused, reaching to pick a few of the ointments out away from the others. "Undertones of mint, right? There are the only ones that smell of mint, so... it should be one of these." It was still quite a few ointments, but undertone of mint was all she'd given him to work off of, so even if she did have to smell the rest alone, he'd still prevented her from sniffing ever other ointment.

"Don't sweat it, it's like I said; you don't know how powerful my nose is!" He laughed, trying to reassure her about her slight mistake. "I figured it would have been fun to watch you sniff out each one and all, but I'm not that mean," he teased, still admiring the effort she'd been willing to go through for the ointment. It wasn't often he witnessed his friends trying to identify things by scent, and it was certainly a sight to see.

"Like feet?" Kiba asked, curling his lip down in displeasure at the notion of having to wear and apply medicine that smelled like minty feet all the time. "Then it's one of these two," he informed her, picking two of the ointments out from the others before dropping the rest of the batch back onto Hana's burea. "This one here smells like feet, and this one," he held it up, eyes narrowing at it like its mere existence personally offended him. "This one smells like Naruto's feet, after he's been training and he thinks there's nothing wrong with taking off his shoes around the guy he almost killed with a fart!"