... of him.
But today’s smell was different. It was a combined mixture of dog, sweat, dried blood (does that even have a smell?) and wet fur. Team 8 had been assigned a tough mission, ranked nearly at the B-Level and they had had to wade in the swamp for a few minutes. When they rested for the night Shino and Hinata immediately went to a near-by lake to wash the smell from their bodies but Kiba only laughed and fished out some food from Hinata’s nap-sack.
And now all the smells they had encountered were coming back to haunt Hinata and Shino as they followed some what of a distance from Kiba. "Hey Hinata when we get back home can you make me and Akamaru some more of those tasty riceballs?" Kiba finally stopped walking to turn and look at his female team-mate. He was alittle puzzled to see her and Shino a few feet away from him and even more puzzled by what Hinata was doing. "Hinata…are you alright? Your looking alittle green in the face. Your not sick or something?"
Kiba moved closer to Hinata which made her hold a hand over her mouth even tighter. The smell had got so bad for Hinata that she felt a burning bubbling in her stomach signaling she had to throw-up. "Hey Bug-boy why is Hinata not feeling well? Did you say something to upset her while my back was turned?" He glared at his other team mate and waited for the usually silent man to answer. And what he got was not what he expected.
"Do you know that we’ve ...