Kisame groans and grabs his head as agonizing pain attacks the sensitive nerves. Today had to be the worst day in existence. First he had gotten into a fight with his lover over the most inane thing in the world, Leader had wanted to see him alone so being the good little Akatsuki member he is he went there. As soon as the meeting ended Itachi was there yelling at him. What would he do with Leader? Jump him!? He is no whore that fucks every person he sees! Then, still pissed off with each other, they had to go on a mission which they were ambushed on! He groans again as he tries to recall what happened. His stomach sinks like a rock. All he could remember is the uncharacteristic look of fear on Itachi's face before it all went black.
Lurching up he bites back the bile that tries to escape. His aching mind screaming at him for the sudden movement, he tries to figure out where he is. Thick concrete walls, barred glass window taller than even him and a single metal door… oh fuck; somehow he had been captured by their ambushers! The door creeks open reminding Kisame of a horror story. The man that steps in has white bleu shoulder length hair and black eyes. The man smiles and Kisame fights back a shiver.
"Oh, Kisame my dear you're up how wonderful! I'm so glad that you joined us!"
"I didn't join you! I was fucking forced here," Kisame snarls. The man chuckles a rather dark chuckle.
"Never mind the in depth details, all that matters is that you're here! Now I'm sure you're wondering why you are here… Well I'll tell you of course! We have people everywhere, Iwa, Kohona, Suna, everywhere, searching for people with a certain genetic markers. Now we couldn't very well go up to ninja is those villages and tell them to abandon their villages for science now can we? So we decided that we would use the ninja's no one would notice, ninja's that no one would care if they disappeared… Missing ninja's or ninja's like you," the man pauses in his long monologue that had shocked Kisame into inaction "You have those genetics we are looking for, even if we are shocked by that fact. Now just because you're a carrier that does mean that you are capable of doing what we want you to, so we must do tests! Now hold out your arm."
"Fuck you! I ain't doing shit that you want me to!" he yells trying to get up. The pounding pain from earlier returning with vengeance with his yelling, the scientist smiles that smile of his,
"Now Kisame, let's not be rebellious,"
"I say again fuck you!" Oh Kami my head is fucking killing me. The man sighs and claps his hands. The door opens and two men lead in an obviously drugged and blindfolded Itachi cuffed with chakra draining cuffs.
"He became very obedient once he realized that you were moments from death. Now I shall only ask you once more, hold out your arm."
Kisame holds out his arm, it trembles slightly both from the fear of Itachi being hurt and from a strange fatigue. The scientist smiles widely and pulls a needle from his pocket and jabs it none too gently into Kisame's arm, right into a vein. He lets out a grunt causing Itachi to stir and grunt.
"Now, now Itachi none of that. The rules are simple my dears if Kisame messes up Itachi will get hurt, if you mess up, Itachi, we will hurt Kisame."
Both males pale at that and the man laughs.
"We'll leave you two alone and run some tests on this blood."
Once Kisame is sure they are out of earshot he tries to get to Itachi only to find out that his muscles are refusing to comply.
"Itachi? Are you okay? They didn't hurt you did they?" he asks softly his concern for his lover, his partner overriding any other emotion. Itachi's head moves over to where Kisame's voice is coming from and if he could he would have glared at him. Of course he is okay. He is Itachi Uchiha after all.
"Hn."
Kisame bites his lip and once again tries to get to Itachi. The man's pride had nearly gotten them both killed multiple times. The world around him swirls and he groans giving up. Why the hell did he feel so… so fucking helpless?
"You were poisoned. Your muscles have suffered greatly and may never recover," Itachi informs him coldly. He whimpers softly at that. What good is he to Itachi if he can't be the muscles of the group? What good is he to the Akatsuki if he can't swing his sword? As if sensing his growing apprehension Itachi makes his way over to his lover.
"Don't touch the blind fold," he orders once he is within reach "They will hurt you if you do."
"I'm sorry I got us into this mess," Kisame whispers showing weakness only to the one he loves more than life. Itachi 'hn's' and gathers the taller male into his arms.
"You had no clue you had whatever these people wanted so don't apologize," he orders gruffly, Kisame may have no problem abandoning his cold mask when they are alone but he still has problems letting anyone too close. The body holding onto him like he's a lifeline trembles and shakes. He even feels tears soak his shoulder.
"What is going to happen if I don't regain my strength?" the choked whisper shocks Itachi for the only sound for the past hour at least was Kisame's cries. Heaving a sigh he tightens his hold.
"I don't know Kisame."
It's the truth; he truly doesn't know what will happen to his lover. Not that he will let anything happen. He noticed the leers Leader sent his way, noticed the apprising looks the scientist gave him, and hell help the person who dared to try and touch what belonged to Itachi Uchiha! Soon soft snores catch his ears, why is Kisame acting the way he is? Even alone Kisame never shed a tear in front of him, was it a side effect of the poison? A slight shudder of fear runs down his spine, the scientist had stated the fact that Kisame had less than a minute before his heart stopped in a voice that envied even his own cold voice. This man is crazier than Orochimaru; he didn't care if his prize died before he got to play with it.
He falls asleep listening to the soft snores of his lover, comforted by the sporadic snuggling that Kisame did. He would deal with anything that happened; he would keep the shark that weaseled his way into his heart safe.