This is a challange I've set myself. I've seen alot of drabbles in different fandoms for different things and I've always wanted to do my own. So, what better than to do it with Kisame!
Basically it's gonna be like, each chapter will be Kisame x someone, pairing or not. Could be more people, but the focus will be Kisame. Yay!

Rating: T (Language)

Characters: Kisame, Itachi, poor old man Shop-keeper who I shall name Larry.

Genre: Humour, Angst if you're an avid goldfish supporter.

Pairings: None.

Shark eyes glazed over with excitement as he pressed his blue face against transparent glass. A toothy grin emerged as flecks of silver swam with speed through the clear water.

"Aren't they beautiful!?" Kisame exclaimed, waving over his stoic partner.

Itachi stared at the blue man, secretly wondering if he'd lost it. Here they were, caught up in some random village festival impersonating normal civilians! If the title 'S-ranked criminal' didn't apply in this situation, he didn't know what did. Itachi scoffed inwardly at the thought. The shark-man was obviously enjoying his time considerably more than himself.

"Itachi!"

His eyes gravitated back towards Kisame. His face was pressed right up against the fish-tank, almost as if his intentions were to merge with the glass. His grubby blue paws clutched both sides of the square aquarium as his eyes were transfixed by the dancing fish.

"It's actually kind of sad that they can only live in this small box of water," Kisame begun, a serious voice overtook his once excited tone. "Don't you think, Itachi?"

"Hm?"

Kisame stared at the Uchiha, waiting for an answer.

Itachi just blinked. Then blinked again. And again. Oh shit, he forgot what Kisame was talking about.

"…Yes."

"I knew you'd understand." Whatever the hell Kisame was on about, it seemed Itachi got away with being ignorant.

Kisame's gaze scanned the rest of the shop. There were many more fish-tanks filled with exotic looking fish which caught his immediate attention. They were beautiful! They didn't deserve to live like this! Kisame's eyes hardened with determination.

"I'm going to save them. Will you help me?" The shark-man stared at Itachi, his orb's glowing with resolve. "Itachi?"

"…Hm?" Itachi returned Kisame's stare before his face set into a slight confusion. Why was Kisame staring at him like that?

Oh shit.

He hadn't been listening.

"…Yes."

"Thank you Itachi!" Kisame returned Itachi's confused stare with a big grin. "I knew you wouldn't let me down!"

He honestly had no idea what was going on.

The shark-man suddenly discarded any remains of his playful façade as he glared at the shop owner with distaste. First, he'd have to knock him out. The problem was how to do it without drawing attention. After all, they were in public.

"Itachi."

"Hm?"

"Knock that guy out."

The usually stoic ninja just blinked blankly at the strange request his partner gave him.

"…Why, Kisame?"

"Just trust me!"

Itachi pondered this for a moment before shrugging it off. Fuck it, he was going to go with the flow for once. He slowly shut his eyes and concentrating on the shop-keeper's weak chakra level before flaring his eyes open to reveal crimson.

3… 2… 1…

CRASH.

"There."

"Nice!" Kisame flashed his partner a toothy grin before scurrying over to the owner's counter. He flailed though the items on the desk, chucking them as he did so. Itachi's usual stoic expression almost cracked when he felt a dinner plate slap against his cheek with an unpleasant Shluck. Itachi didn't even have time to be quietly pissed as he watched Kisame rip apart half of the shop with a crazy glint in his eye. So much for not causing a scene…

"Where the fuck are they!?" The shark-man seethed, a frustrated vein forged onto the temple of his head.

Itachi once again just stood there and did what he did best. He blinked.

"I can't find any bags!" Kisame gazed at Itachi, distraught. "What are we going to do!?"

Itachi narrowed his eyes as he processed this information before blinking again. We?

"Ah! Fuck it! Desperate times call for desperate measures!"

Upon hearing this, Itachi continued to watch the shark-man shed his cloak before transforming it into something that kind of resembled a net. From that point on was a blur to Itachi. All he could remember was the massive pile of fish Kisame had horded into his cloak. He scurried around the shop rapidly; fear filled his gut at the thought of leaving a fish behind. Because no-one should ever be left behind!

Kisame had finally finished his raid, and left the shop with his net of fish. The shark-man gleamed with happiness as he felt he had saved these fish from a tragic prison life. Upon reflecting this, Itachi didn't have the heart to remind Kisame that half of them were probably already dead due to the lack of oxygen.

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I was thinking I could take requests.. I could do any characters you wanted. WooOOOoooOOO. :P
Kisame needs more love! ;_;