Kumori Inuzuka

Twitch. Twitch.

Did this guy really just say what the Inuzuka thought he had said? It couldn't be right? He was frowning again, mouth opening, then closing. "Did you just..." The sound of his beagle barking only confirmed it.

"He did. Woof."

Right then. Kumori had sighed in response to the boy's question. Anyone who looked at him would be able to tell that he was irritated, if his twitching and gritted teeth meant anything at all.

While the boy hadn't truly admitted anything, the thought of people causing trouble in the village, wasn't anything he liked.

"I don't know what bakas are dumb enough to steal from the village they live in, but you can bet your ass they're not getting away with it."

And that was why he belonged in the Inuzuka clan, even though he didn't act like it most of the time. He had attracted some stares at the both of them with his loud rant, but in this state, he paid no mind.

Would anyone really argue with an annoyed dog anyway? His fists were clenched when the red-haired boy had gotten a closer look at his beagle, before explaining something about his own clan.

Hayashi, huh? It was something he and Jun would have to look into later, if they couldn't get the red-head to admit their suspicions.

Lively could have meant anything, and the same goes for labeling Konohagakure as a romping ground.

They were both nothing to work with, and neither was the piece of steam bun that was flicked to the floor.

"It's to an extent. You wouldn't get me and Jun to use our clan jutsus to rip a guy's face off." He was still twitching when another boy had walked up to them. Sniff. Sniff. Jun was already barking at the scent.

"Oi, it's him. Woof. He's here."

The beagle seemed happy to see the boy, even though, he was one of their problems. But that was to be expected of his ninken partner, who was intrigued by his personality.

"Uchiha, Jun and I were looking for you." His annoyance didn't leave him, and wouldn't now that he had both of his problems here with him. "You still walkin around like that?" It was the nicest way he could refer to their first meeting on the streets, where the boy's expressionless face, had gained his interest. No one their age should be that cold.

Kumori didn't even want to imagine the kind of trouble the boy could cause in conversations without him around.