-1A/N: This is my second story. woots R&R peoples. Of course, you do that at the end of the story.
Barely a glimmer of light shone in on a darkened room. All of the large windows were covered by pitch black drapes. The master bed was pushed against the wall, covered in black and gold sheets, occasionally some silver also. The form of a young woman faced the wall, curled into a tight ball under the warm sheets. Suddenly, a loud knock on the door sounded throughout the room.
" Leave me be, Kisame… it's not even complete light out yet…" the young woman sat up irritably. Her silver hair was put up in a tight bun, hiding her black streaks with great expertise. Dark circles under her eyes gave her more age than she really was.
" Crystal, I wouldn't be waking you up this early if it wasn't for Itachi! He's not too happy this morning!" Kisame's, one of Crystal's partners for missions, voice snorted through the door. "Happy?! Hah, happy's not in Itachi's vocabulary." Crystal grunted, throwing the warm covers off of her small frame and dragging her silky black covered body towards the large oak doors of her room. Opening the door, Crystal glared up at Kisame. "Happy now? I'm up and I'm in a bad mood!"
Kisame gave a toothy grin, the set of three girlls on each cheek flaring slightly. His small, beady eyes laughed at her morning attitude. The sharkish-man grinned even brighter, shifting his heavy weight from one foot to another, "I'll tell Itachi you're up." He wrapped a muscular arm around Crystal's small shoulders, "Go ahead and change. Get happy before you come into the kitchen. Make yourself look good." He chuckled, pulling away. Crystal roller her eyes and watched as Kisame turned and made his way back to the kitchen, the trademark Atkatsuki cloak moving softly with him.
It took Crystal several seconds to let Kisame's words fully sink in, "Perverted Shark!!!" At that, she slammed the door shut, beginning to change clothes.
A/N: Tell me what you think about it.
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