Author note 1: I came up with this fun little scene after a follower on my pinterest made a comment about an Itachi picture I had. The picture was of Itachi at a sweet shop with that bamboo hat and his tall coat, a cup of a steamy hot drink and Kisame's hand was on the other side of the table, like we were seeing Itachi through Kisames eyes. The handsome Itachi was glaring at Kisame through beautiful, red glowing Sharingan eyes. His eyes looked angry and my follower wanted to know why? So I told her the reason Itachi was angry. I hope you enjoy my first little one-shot.

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- Scene Starts -

Itachi practically growled as Kisame reached for the stick holding Itachi's extra sweet dumplings.

Kisame looked up at him, intrigued by this sudden and surprising reaction over his attempt at stealing Itachi's dessert.

"Oh? This is surprising. I've never heard you growl before and no less over just dumplings." Kisame's smile widened at an idea that popped into his head. "Now I wonder what you would do if I took these sweets for myself?"

With that being said, Kisame boldly and quickly snatched up the delightful treats on a stick and claimed the first dumpling with his sharp, pointy teeth, fully intending for the other two to follow with the same fate. But as soon as his teeth sunk half way through the first dumpling, Itachi already had him caught in his Tsukuyomi.

Kisame found himself strung up to a black cross, surrounded by hundreds of other crosses and copies of him on each one. Suddenly, Itachi appeared before him, eyes filled with anger. But his anger quickly subsided; revealing his normal calm demeanor, as he raised a small, sharp stick leveled with Kisame's right hand, the hand his used to steal the treat. Kisame realized that the sharp stick was the same ones used to hold the sweet treats earlier.

Realizing what was about to happen, Kisame begged his partner. "Itachi! All this?! All this just for a bite of a snack?!"

Itachi looked up at the frightened shark hanging helplessly on the cross.

And with one simple word he replied. "Yes."

Kisame's hands were penetrated with endless hours of brutal stabs. Time was the enemy here, the pain Itachi subjected him too was the added factor. The torture was merciless, never relenting, never forgiving. Kisame's mind could only focus on the pain his hands were in, the cause behind his pain: dumplings. He cursed the dumplings and he cursed the day Itachi was born. Coming back out of the Tsukuyomi, Kisame collapsed on his bench gripping his hands in pain as he tried to gasp for air, sweat covering his body. Itachi breathed in a few deep breaths of air before taunting with his comeback.

"Now, you'll never do that again. Have you learned your lesson?" Itachi inquired, knowing all the while what the answer was.

Kisame couldn't answer through the intense pain that penetrated his hands.

Itachi just lightly smirked as he ate the rest of his dessert and enjoyed the sheer pleasure of it in peace.

- End -

Author note: Don't mess with Itachi and his sweets...Poor Kisame learned the hard way.