Itachi sighed for the millionth time that day and kisame found himself, also for the millionth time, wondering what he managed to do wrong. Whenever itachi sighed it meant one of three things. He was hungry and too prideful to admit it, he wanted a hug and was too itachi to give into it, or kisame (or anyone else) did something wrong. Problem is, they just came back from a spagetti dinner (courtesy of konan) and itachi was currently cuddled in kisames arms...meaning that kisame did something wrong ;;.
Sigh, that was a million and one. Okay, heres the poor sharks options. He could A, try and figure out what he did wrong on his own, usually ending up in getting him hit and abandoned for the night or if his chances were good and luck was on his side he'd get it right. B, meant he'd ask itachi what was wrong, always getting a "hn" in responce, meaning he'd have to resort to A. Or, he could go with the rarely used C. This was used only then kisame was possitive the offense was minor and itachi was in a good mood...bluntly put C was pinning the weasel down and manually shutting off his mind to whatever was bothering him by kissing the bejesus out of him. Problem is, if itachi WASN'T in a good mood, this one could get you killed...or worse. That one could get you put in the mangekyo realm for three days with non-stop teasing then when all that is over itachi would just genjutsu away and leave the poor shark alone to deal with any problem on his own. Quite frankly, NOT something kisame wanted to chance.
Itachi sighed again (a million and 2) and turned his head to look out of the window. Kisame, always the observant one (and because of this he was still alive) couldn't help but notice how much itachis neck was turned during the simple movement. More than necessary...ahhhh so thats what the weasel wanted. Kisame leaned closer and bit gently on the sensitive weasels neck, feeling the uchiha shiver violently in his arms, a quiet gasp leaving parted lips. Kisame followed up this little stunt with a barrage of kisses along the weasels neck and gentle strokes of those rough hands along itachis thin arms. Itachi sighed, a good one this time, the needy "i love you" sort, and turned his head more to the side, allowing more of the attention.
Later that evening as the couple cuddled under the blankets, savoring the warm fuzzy feelings the evening had brought them, kisame looked down at his partner and lover and asked "so...what was all that sighing about earlier?". Itachi looked up at him...then away with a little grin, his bangs hiding those pretty onyx eyes "hn". Kisames eye twitched (theres only so many "hn"s a shark can take) and with that he decided to toss A and B out the window and C where the rest of the night would lead him.