AN: Hey all, welcome to my first fan fiction! I have always enjoyed writing and decided to try my hand at fanfics (clearly since I've started writing one). I've noticed a distinct lack of Kisame love, support, and smut out there so I am embarking on a quest to change that. (I know most of the smut that IS available is with Itachi so there may be more plans for my blue skinned friend in the future).
This fanfic in particular is dedicated to my friend Rica. I probably wouldn't have gotten off my proverbial ass and pushed myself to write something if it wasn't for you, I highly appreciate you.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or its characters. I do not claim to be a good writer so I don't know how this will/did turn out. Also, this does take place in the Naruto universe but some major and minor plot details from the actual show/manga may be changed throughout the story. Timelines may be switched around and things that did happen might not occur and things that didn't happen might.
WARNINGS: There will be violence, coarse language, nudity, and sexuality throughout this. All of my lemony goodness will be uploaded elsewhere to abide by the terms and conditions of FFN (don't worry, I shall provide links when that day comes). (Rated M for later chapters)
"You don't know how lucky you are. With that pathetic display, you should all be dead." The shark said with a dark chuckle as he kicked the gut of one of the shinobi.
"That's enough, Kisame. We've already attracted enough attention as it is." Itachi stated as he walked away from the scene. Kisame sneered and gave the man one last kick for good measure. He never got to finish the job when Itachi was around. Sure, there was more of them this time so the situation got a bit out of hand, but what's six or so more casualties than normal in the grand scheme of things anyway? If anything, it just added to the challenge. Not that these sorry excuses for ninja posed one in the first place.
'They'll let just about anyone become a shinobi these days. Maybe I'm getting old and am too set in the old ways.' Kisame thought to himself as he caught up to his partner. Whatever happened to the old training methods anyway? Sure, they were a bit on the extreme side but everyone must shed a little blood in their lifetime at some point or another, right? Such was the way of the shinobi. Kisame peered down at the Uchiha in an attempt to read his expression.
"Would it be such a problem if you let me finish a fight for once?" Kisame inquired with an exasperated undertone. Itachi walked on in silence as if he hadn't even heard the question. The shark nin grunted,
"As talkative as ever, I see."
They walked on in silence through the endless boulders for what must have been hours, steadily headed toward Iwagakure. The four tails jinjuuriki was said to have resided there for quite some time but had since left the Stone. To ensure his capture, they were to meet up with a contact who may be able to shed some light on where the four tails had gone.
"How do we know we can trust this 'contact' anyway. I don't feel like dealing with a turncoat, especially if I'm not allowed to kill him."
"Pein was the one who recommended we speak with this contact. Do you not trust his judgement?"
For a quiet man, Itachi did have a way of prodding a mind with hard-hitting questions that made one question their existence in some way or another.
"I just don't see why we have to make the trip. If this is Pein's contact, could he not have asked and told us the information himself."
Itachi didn't respond, either because he couldn't be bothered to argue about such a trivial matter or because he knew Kisame had a point. The blue nin decided it was the latter for his pride's sake. The two shinobi returned to the peaceful silence as they made their way to Iwagakure. Once they reached the gates, they were stopped by the village guards.
The first guard was quick to speak, blissfully unaware of who he was dealing with. "Hold it you two. We need to see your papers before we can let you in. State your business."
The second, much older guard looked more frightened than the first, probably realizing the gravity of the situation. "You're… You're members of the Akatsuki..."
Kisame reached for the handle of Samehada, waiting for a move to be made by either of his new opponents. Itachi stayed forever emotionless and silent. Pein hadn't bothered to mention the minor detail that they may have to fight their way to the contact. It should have been obvious though, considering most of, if not all, the major shinobi villages knew to be wary of the black cloaks with red clouds.
"It's alright fellas, I've been expecting these two," A voice called from atop the large stone gates before them. The body attached to the voice made its way down the rock face and landed beside them. The shinobi smiled at the two Akatsuki and turned towards the guards. They a look of combined shock and confusion.
"What do you mean, Izuki? You can't be serious!" said the older of the two men. The man revealed to be Izuki walked towards the two and took something out of his pocket. He handed the item to the older man and leaned in close, making sure any onlookers wouldn't be able to gain knowledge from their conversation.
"Here; you have a young daughter, don't you? I heard she's been quite sick as of late. It would be a shame for a pretty young flower like her to wither and die so soon. This should be enough to offset any medical costs. It's yours, so long as you don't mention that these two were here. They aren't here for the Tsuchikage, or anyone in this village for that matter. They're here to speak with me about an old friend, nothing more. Keep your mouth shut and you can have your daughter live long enough to see her get married."
"You can't let him get in your head, Sensei! He's lying! We need to report this to the Tsuchikage!"
The older man paused, his gaze fixated on the ground before him. In a matter of moments, his shoulders slumped and he took the money from Izuki. As he moved to open the gates for the three men, the younger of the two stood still, looking at his Sensei, obviously stunned and hurt by such a blatant betrayal of his village.
"Come in, won't you?" Izuki prompted as he walked through the gates. Itachi followed suit and Kisame chuckled, still observing the two Iwagakure guards. They both looked utterly defeated, but in two entirely different ways. The younger powerless to do anything and the older ashamed at his newfound treason.
"Exactly the kind of corruption I hoped to escape. Seems as though I'll never quite get away from the lies the shinobi world has to offer," Kisame thought to himself as he followed his partner and the contact inside.
AN: Izuki is not to be confused with Mizuki, which is an actual character in the series. Izuki is just a dude of my own invention to move things along. Man, the first chapter is done already. I am super pumped to work on the next installment and hope you all found this part enjoyable. Until next time~