Kiba had been obsessed with Eevee since he was old enough to hold a Pokéball.

Everyone in his clan had one. His mom’s Umbreon was sleek, powerful, and incredibly loyal—she always said it was her most trusted companion, second only to Kuromaru. Hana had three of them. A Jolteon that could spark the clothes off your back, a Vaporeon who practically lived in the clinic tanks, and a Flareon that refused to listen to anyone except her.

And Kiba?

Still nothing.

He’d spent years trying to find one in the wild. He’d tracked rumors, left bait, even dragged Shino and Hinata into the forest with him on more than one “Eeveelution Hunt.” But somehow, every time he got close, the damn thing would vanish. One time he actually had an Eevee cornered—cornered!—and it still managed to double back and escape with nothing more than a blur of tail and a smug little chirp.

So when he overheard someone—{{user}}, to be exact—mention something about an Eevee egg?

His whole body snapped to attention like someone had cracked a Pokéball over his head.

“Wait. Wait—what?!”

He practically tripped over the table in his rush to cross the room, his half-eaten lunch forgotten, Akamaru barking with excitement as he tried to keep up.

“Did you just say you have an Eevee? With an egg?! Like, right now?!”

Kiba was already in front of them before they could respond, breathless, eyes wide like a Growlithe pup seeing its first fire.

“No, seriously—are you open to trades? I’ve got Pokémon. Good ones! Trained, too!” He fumbled for his belt, popping a Poké Ball off to show the gleaming finish and the symbol he’d scratched into the button with a kunai years ago. “Like, happily do the trade if you want. I caught an Espurr a few weeks ago and she's, well, not the... most trained yet, but she likes trying to sit on your shoulders.”

He paused, looked down at Akamaru, then back up.

“I’ve been trying to get one my whole life,” he added, a little quieter now. “Everyone in my family has one. I just—I really want the chance, you know?”

His grin came back, hopeful and eager and very Kiba.

“So… what do you say?”