Author's Note: I was bored and wrote this up pretty quickly. It may not have romance in the genre, but it's kinda subtle. It isn't a Itachi/Konan fic, but it is subtle in there.

No need to take this seriously though. I was just bored. And uh...forgive the OOC moments. -_-

Disclaimer: I own nothing, believe it!

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Eternal Cold And Frozen Souls:

Currently in a faraway secret base, an evil organization called the Akatsuki hide at, was nighttime. But it was no ordinary night, it was in the middle of Winter.

Yes...Winter. A very cold and lonely season. The trees are completely bare, and deep snow blankets the area. The wind is cold and bitter. And the oceans and rivers get frozen solid; staying that way until the next Spring.

The cycle repeats endlessly. And nothing can break it, that's the way it always has been and always will. Most people don't mind the cold and lonely season much, they enjoy it.

...But there still are some people, who are just as cold as the season. With bitter pasts, and a frozen heart. Nothing will ever warm them up, not even the hottest temperature in the world could.

"...I knew I shouldn't have drank all that hot cocoa before bed..." Konan muttered to herself as she walked barefoot along the corridors of the hideout. Konan hates Winter.

Konan had been asleep. She was now walking down the corridors wearing nothing but her black, silk nightgown under a dark red robe. Her blue hair was down and messy against her cheeks.

The blue-haired woman shivered slightly as she walked on the cold floor. But she braced it anyway. After all, she'd been cold all her life. And why should it be any more different.

She took a deep sigh and walked. However, she passed the living room since it was close by. Konan had no idea what made her want to walk through the living room. It was as if some strange force guided her there.

"..." Konan silently walked into the entrance and stood there in the doorway.

What was in the living room before her was Itachi Uchiha, one of the fellow members of the organization. He sat there on the floor on a cushion. He was wearing the silk Akatsuki pajamas. And he looked as if he was just...staring at the flames burn in the fireplace.

Konan blinked and then she took a step forward. She shivered slightly as she did, it was either the creepy scene or the cold wind that easily came through the thin walls.

Konan then continued walking up towards him, when she was right behind him she crossed her arms.

"...Hey..." Konan muttered in her cold tone.

Itachi then looked up at her very expressionless as always. But the aura coming off of him felt bitter cold and it made Konan kind of feel like she made a mistake of coming close to him. After all, she never actually did talk to Itachi much since she's been there.

"..." Itachi just stared at her and then turned his attention back to the flames.

Konan bit her lip and then ran her fingers through her messy hair. She had no idea how on earth she could start up a conversation with one of the most cold and lifeless people she knows. And then again, she hardly knows him at all.

Maybe it was just the fact that she wanted to talk to somebody. After all, she was pretty distant to the other members; only ever talking to Pain, if ever. Konan was just as lifeless as the season.

Winter can be beautiful with it's thick snow and blustery winds, but it isn't always. Usually the only thing you can see is a deserted area covered in snow with a few branches that broke. That's what makes the paper mistress wonder why people would even call it beautiful.

"...What are you doing at this hour?" Konan finally brought herself to ask.

Itachi just stared at the flames before him. He pretty much ignored her. But she felt the aura become more colder.

How could she even feel this aura? She's pretty much used to it. Although you can't see the aura you can still feel it, and this one was pretty lifeless and cold. Konan felt as if she was standing in a graveyard in the rain.

Konan then sighed and turned around to walk away. Why should she even try to talk to a person who never talks back? It's simply idiotic.

"...What are you doing up at this hour? That is the question." Itachi asked without turning around, just as she made it to the doorway.

Konan's normal lifeless and the look of regret face expression turned one of confusion as she turned around.

"Um...I don't really know. Maybe I just needed a walk." Konan replied as she walked back over.

Itachi nodded and then looked down at his hands, which were being opened and closed repeatedly.

Konan was a little unsure of what to say or do next. She did something completely risky: she sat down next to him on the other cushion.

As the woman sat down, she felt his aura become slightly less cold. But it also felt a little restless and confused.

"...It is cold." Itachi said in a low tone.

Konan blinked and then she closed her eyes and nodded.

"Yes it is. I always feel cold all the time. But this season...this season makes it worse." Konan replied as she ran her fingers over her thick robe that hardly kept her warm.

Itachi then turned his head and stared right Konan. It made her bite her lip and feel weird briefly. Because his face just looked so lifeless like always. The fire glow light it up in the dark room. His raven hair was still perfectly fixed as if he never even went to bed, and his dark and lifeless onyx eyes just added to that whole look. Konan had no idea why, but she felt some heat rise to her cheeks as his gaze was fixed on her.

It couldn't have been from the fire, no. Because not even fires can warm her up. Maybe she was just nervous about actually socializing with somebody other then Pain for once.

"Yeah...this cold and lifeless season always does nothing to help me. I just remain the same: cold." Itachi responded.

Konan nodded without saying a word. She then closed her eyes and turned back to face the fire. She completely understood what he was saying; he was referring to the season's deserted feeling.

"..I-I understand completely. I mean, not even these fire flames can warm me up. I'll always be cold...forever." Konan replied, her eyes opening and staring at the flames showing no signs of looking away.

Itachi shook his head and crossed his arms.

"...Never going to feel joy..." Itachi said in almost a whisper.

Konan brushed a strand of her hair out of her eyes and narrowed her eyes.

"...Always going to feel cold and frozen..." Konan finished in almost a whisper.

The two then glanced at each other with expressionless looks. Konan actually felt a pang of sympathy right then.

"...Is it never going to be different?" Konan asked as she shifted around.

Itachi shook his head.

"It never will." Itachi replied in his lifeless tone.

The paper mistress and the Uchiha continued to stare at each other. They occasionally saw the flames flicker in the corner of their eyes though. The only sound was their breathing, the flames burning, and the blustery wind outside where a big bought of snow now covered the outside of the base and the whole building itself.

"...I should probably be going now." Konan said as she turned around and proceeded to stand up.

Itachi then blinked and stood up himself.

The two were now standing right in front of each other, the cold and bitter aura coming off Itachi wasn't as rough as before. But the aura coming off Konan was now a little less cold, but it was also concerned.

"Wait. Before you leave, answer this question." Itachi said.

Konan rose an eyebrow quizzically at him, but she then nodded and motioned for him to continue talking.

Itachi looked as if he was trying to find a way to ask the question. But Konan knew better. She knew that he's always one step ahead of everybody in conversations if he ever does exchange in one.

"...Why did you choose me out of all the other members to talk to?" Itachi asked.

That question took Konan for surprise she blinked repeatedly in confusion and actually started shuffling her feet.

"I don't know why. Maybe because...we possibly understand each other. See you tomorrow." Konan replied as she started walking away.

Itachi stood there as Konan walked away. He didn't quite understand what she meant at first as he sat back down in front of the fireplace. But after a few seconds, the words registered in his head and a faint pink blush dusted over his cheeks. He was glad nobody else was there to see it.

However, he was unaware that a certain blond artist was stealthily hidden around the corner of the wall near the fireplace. He was smirking and holding a camera which had just taken a few pictures. Luckily the flash wasn't able to see.

"Heh...just wait until I get these developed Itachi, yeah." Deidara said to himself.

Deidara then snickered slightly and silently walked away, he was shivering from the cold air so he couldn't break out into a victory dance like he wanted to.

…...

Meanwhile, Konan was walking back through the cold corridors of the base. The cold wind nipped at her face, but she was alright with that. She had the tiniest smile on her face and her cheeks were bright red. It certainly wasn't from the semi-warm heat of the base.

Secretly, the blue-haired woman liked the fact that she had a small conversation with Itachi. It was just nice to be able to talk to someone with a cold and frozen heart that will never be thawed.

Just maybe, Konan could talk a little more to the other members. Maybe just a tad more then giving them her infamous glares that could scare all nine tailed beasts and make them run in fear.

...Winter's such a mysterious season. The beauty is very hard to understand and the snow freezes everything in sight. But it's meant to be. After all, why fight the seasons?

When you have somebody who understands you a tad at least, why hate a nice season when you could spend time with that person? Even someone with a cold heart, can have fun sometimes.

And as Konan made it to her room and removed her robe, she walked over to the window and opened it.

"...It's beautiful..." Konan muttered to nobody with a small smirk on her face.

The snowflakes blew around in the cold and gusty wind quite softly. And the bright and twinkly stars added to that beauty as the moon gently reflected it high up in the air.

"...Tomorrow there should be a huge blanket of snow covering the outside..." Konan commented as she scanned the area.

As a small snowflake flew and landed on Konan's extended hand, she knew exactly what she'd do the next morning to try and open up.

...She'd challenge all the other Akatsuki members including Pain to a big snowball fight...

End.

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….Well? I wonder how it is. The only way I'll know, is when I get reviews!

I have a few comments for it though. See, it's been SO HOT outside currently. And this fic may seem kinda out of season. Well it is, because it adds to the tragic appeal. I think snow really sets the setting for a story with a tragic appeal. And plus, I'm burning up and slurping down some cold water trying to imagine a cold area to cool off! ^_-

Anyway, please read and review!