Disclaimer~ I do not own nor do I claim to own the characters depicted herein. I do however own the stories and plots in which I have created.
A/N: lately I've been a bit stressed with one of my main stories, 'Under the Silver Moon'. I decided to write this to both take a break and have fun with writing again. Reviews would be greatly appreciated.
Kisame rolled over on his side. He always had trouble sleeping when Itachi wasn't there. Itachi's side of the bed was neatly made and smelled of him. A heady mixture of roses, soap, the slightly tangy smell of sweat, and an unidentified sweet smell that was just the Uchiha.
Kisame sat straight up on the bed. There was no chance he was going to get any sleep tonight. His feelings were too jumbled. He was worrying about Itachi. He should have been back by now. But then again a part of him wasn't worried; it would take a lot to kill him. Or even injure him.
A part of Kisame wondered if wherever Itachi was, he missed him. Would Itachi miss him? The mere thought was sounded absolutely ridiculous. Itachi was trained specifically to never show emotion. This had been true even in their 'relationship'. There were never any 'I love yous', romantic moments, and they hardly kissed. When they did kiss it was forceful; an attempt to satisfy a deep and powerful need: lust.
Walking out of his and Itachi's room, Kisame stretched his back by placing one arm behind it and leaning back a little. As he did this a small yawn escaped his lips.
The first thing he noticed was Deidara in the kitchen arguing with Tobi. Or rather Deidara yelling at Tobi while Tobi stood there with a wide unseen grin; not quite comprehending why he was being yelled at.
Kisame chuckled,"What did you do now Tobi?"
Tobi looked over at Kisame, scratching the back of his head he said,"Tobi didn't do anything. Tobi is a good boy."
Deidara had both fists clenched. His face was already deep red and Kisame found himself lucky to not be Tobi."I think Deidara is on his period", Kisame joked, narrowly missing getting hit with a pan.
"Kisame-san don't leave Tobi", Tobi said turning away from Deidara's wrath. Despite Deidara's temper Kisame could tell this fight was a bit playful. Neither were going to bite each others heads off. But after the comment Kisame made he couldn't quite garantee his own safety around the narscisstic artist.
"Uhh...I have something to attend to...", Kisame said pointing towards the living room and booking it out of there.
He was starting to forget about all his past exhaustion. The only thing he was thinking about was the sanity of his fellow Akatsuki members.
Glancing over at the table, Kisame saw Kakuzu adding up bills. That seemed normal enough. If not for the sight that followed next. Zetsu was sitting next to him munching on...fingers...? Kisame thought he was going to be ill.
'Okay...there is nothing normal about these people, well at least Zetsu', Kisame thought inwardly.
Deciding to find a quiet place to think, Kisame made his way to the couch. It was out of earshot of Deidara's hormonal argument, and far enough out of sight from the other shinobi.
Itachi was hiding in the shade of a tree, silently observing his target. His mission had been to get as much information as possible from this double-shinobi. The man was a spy for Konoha, but secretly relaying information back and forth.
"So you know the exact location of the Akatsuki hideout?" Several Anbu were around the man, on high alert.
"Yes, but first let us continue on back to the Leaf village before I say anything. It will be much safer that way."
Quietly Itachi whipped out and threw a single shuriken. The shuriken was thrown with such force that it passed through one Anbu's neck only to hit another Anbu straight in the heart.
The other Anbu's fell down in one fell swoop. "I can't let you have all the fun Itachi."
Itachi didn't have to turn around to recognize Kisame's obnoxious laugh and headstrong, or perhaps foolish demeaner."What are you doing here. I thought Leader-sama's orders were quite clear that I go alone."
Itachi glared at Kisame and the man faultered. Wait he faultered? Kisame was use to Itachi's glares. So use to them that he usually smiled when Itachi's face twisted in slight annoyance. This wasn't the usual Kisame.
Kisame took a step towards Itachi. Itachi was carefully observing him."Come on, Itachi. The mission's over; we should return home now."
What another oddity. How did he know the specifics of the mission. As far as Itachi knew, this was about a high B ranked, possibly low A ranked mission. The mission was high enough for the details to be labeled as classified'. Besides, Kisame was never interested in missions that did not involve himself. As selfish as that may seem it was a trait that all the Akatsuki, even Itachi possesed.
If Leader-sama thought he couldn't handle this mission he would have sent someone else. Despite the fact that Kisame was strong, his chakra and power did not surpass that of Itachi. If Leader-sama truly didn't believe in his capibilites he would have sent Hidan, an immortal, or made it a group mission.
"Come on buddy, let's go."
Did Kisame just call him buddy? Kisame wore his infamous half-smile. This too was an oddity. Kisame saved that smile for his prey. Around Itachi Kisame always wore a kind, if not amused smile.
Itachi made an unseen handsign as Kisame took another step closer.
Kisame made his way to the comfy and peaceful looking couch. This would be the perfect place to relax and reflect upon things further. All things considered, it was hard to think while listening to an argument, and more than slightly disturbing to watch Zetsu eat...Kisame didn't even want to have to think about whose those fingers belonged to...or use to belong to anyways.
Plopping down on the couch, Kisame let out a sigh of relief. But then moved around awkwardly. The couch was uncomfortably lumpy. Using both hands Kisame attempted to push down whatever lumpy object that was on the couch cushion. It was a face.
"Get the fuck off me you fucking bastard."
Kisame wasn't a bastard. He was a 'fucking bastard'. Such a foul mouth could only belong to one person. Hidan.
"Are you hard of hearing?", Hidan yelled,"I said get the fu-
Hidan was silenced by Kisame covering his mouth with a hand. Kisame looked up to see Kakuzu laughing at the sight. Kakuzu had been watching for quite some time from halfway across the room.
"Careful, he bites.", Kakuzu said grabbing his bills and calculator and heading towards his room.
Apparently the warning was given out too late as Kisame felt Hidan's mouth clamp down on his hand. He let out a loud yelp,"Ouch!"
Removing his hand from Hidan's mouth, Kisame looked up at Hidan...who was completely naked. Save for the Akatsuki robe which hung open, he was stark naked.
"Why are you naked!", Kisame asked.
Hidan gave a smile. His usual creepy blood insinuating smile present on his pale face."My body is my nightly gift to Lord Jashin."
Kisame rolled his eyes. So him being nude was another one of his weird religious rituals? Kisame never did give the man credit for being sane. In fact he was just the opposite. He was definitly insane, though most of the Akatsuki members were to some extent.
Getting up and walking out of the hideout Kisame remembered he was only in his boxers. He realized this as the wind blew by fiercly, but he was not cold.
Turning around he noticed that Hidan had followed him out."Why are you here?", he asked.
"Just go back to sleep Hidan. I need some time alone to think."
"I can't go back to sleep. Especially not after I've been sat on.", Hidan said crossing his arms over his bare chest.
Itachi looked down at the mangled body of the spy shinobi he was supposed to collect information from, then kill. In short he was looking at his mission, nothing more. The information the man had given away wasn't detrimental. It was just little bits and pieces of lies some of the Akatsuki had fed him. The real information was sealed away forever with this shinobi who now lay on the ground, very much dead.
Itachi had seen shinobi like this before. A serious case of stupidity and an overinflated ego. Perhaps the man thought a few measly Anbu would be enough to protect him. He had let a small imaginary victory go to his head. He hadn't made a back-up plan. He had made himself the only resource of information. Surely he should know that this would put a huge target on his back. The man had wanted all the credit. He hadn't shared the info with his fellow shinobi, and now all of them had paid the price.
The spy shinobi had a broken pelvis. A broken femur. A broken...everything. The sight truly wasn't for the faint of heart. Itachi decided to berid of the body. Afterall he had decency.
Making handsigns, Itachi used his fireball jutsu. He hadn't meant to use a lot of chakra. Just a little. But his jutsu came out full strength, reducing the man's body to nothing more than ashes which blew away with the sudden blow of the wind. The act was both voluntary and involuntary. The shinobi had made something in Itachi snap. His facade of indifference had shattered to a million pieces.
'Was it because he took the form of Kisame?', Itachi inwardly questioned. It couldn't be. This particular jutsu wasn't anything special. In fact it was taught at the genin level. Practically any and all shinobi could use it. Why had it made him lose control. 'Am I getting weak?', Itachi thought while gliding from tree to tree back to the Akatsuki hide-out.
~~~
Hidan gave a seductive, alluring smile."I don't think you need to be thinking big boy."
Kisame rolled his eyes and gave what he had hoped to be a huff, but came out more as a predatory growl."Who are you to decide when I can and cannot think?"
Hidan simply gave that sexy half-smile of his."It's boring. And besides, I'm awake now. What am I going to do?"
"I don't know and I don't ca-
"I have an idea." Hidan let his only piece of clothing, his Akatsuki robe slip off his shoulders."Fuck me." It fell to the ground with a barely audible thud. Kisame hadn't heard it though. He was transfixed. The pale and deceptively slight frame was nothing short of sex incarnate.
Kisame's eyes slowly drank in the shinobi known as Hidan. Hair so pale blonde it resembled silver. Neck so beautifully supple. Shoulders visibly strong but not bulky. A perfect chest with two rosebud-like nipples. Strong thighs and...Kisame's eyes shifted to the man's crotch. His cock was certainly impressive. Sure, not as big as Kisame's, but impressive nonetheless. As Kisame's eyes briefly glanced over the form before him, he took a shuddered breath. This man, this shinobi, was like a tangible form of all Kisame's fantasies in one perfect package.
Hidan's lazy seductive grin only grew wider."Like anything you see?"
Kisame hadn't heard this question. He was too busy fighting a losing battle against his libido. The thought that Hidan was his fantasy deeply disturbed Kisame. His fantasies had usually consisted of no one other than Itachi. He was starting to feel bad. Was this going to be considered 'cheating'? But they weren't even in any type of formal relationship he argued with himself. He couldn't help the heat that spread to his lower regions simply by looking at Hidan.
Hidan was getting annoyed. His face was starting to hurt from holding his smile in place for so long. And it wasn't exactly eighty degree weather outside. The wind was blowing and he was naked. And cold. And horny. And irritated."So are 'ya gonna fuck me or just stand there like an idiot?"
"Yeah..." Kisame briefly thought back to Itachi. All things considered he was supposed to be back soon. Maybe he had heard wrong. Maybe Itachi had told him that the mission was going to be long. Whatever it was he couldn't seem to remember with Hidan standing here naked.
Hidan grabbed his robe and gave a suggestive flick of his finger."Are you coming. Or do you still want your thinking time?"
At this point Kisame's brain was no longer functioning. His libido however was working double-time."Sure", Kisame said nearly breathless.
They headed back to Kisame's room and Hidan pushed Kisame against the bed. They were on Itachi's neat and tidy side. The smell was intoxicating. Kisame reversed their roles; pushing Hidan down underneath him.
Itachi was close to the Akatsuki hide-out. At the rate he was going, he'd reach it in no more than five minutes.
He thought back to Kisame. Would he be waiting outside for him? Probably not. From the position of the sun Itachi could tell it was really late. Kisame would probably be sleeping when he got back.
'I feel so strange.', Itachi thought. A part of him wanted to see Kisame waiting for him, or at least awake when he got back.
Hidan had erotically removed Kisame's boxers and was now kissing him. His tongue slid in gently scraping against Kisame's canines. Kisame kissed him back passionately.
They broke apart briefly, both panting, bodies warming with the closeness. Kisame took this moment to grab a condom from the night stand. Hidan leaned in and drew Kisame into another hot, wet, kiss. As Hidan focused on kissing, Kisame broke the wrapper and slipped the condom on. Kisame broke the kiss to further explore Hidan's warm, sweat slicked body. Using his thumb and forefinger, he pinched a rosy nipple causing it to harden with the contact. Hidan closed his eyes and moaned slightly.
Kisame used this opportunity to grab the lube in the drawer of the dresser. Lubricating two fingers, he placed it at Hidan's tight entrance. He looked up as if silently asking permission.
Hidan gave a slight nod and Kisame slipped the two well lubricated fingers inside.
"Ahh.." Hidan moaned.
Kisame waited until Hidan adjusted to the intrusion before making a scissoring motion with his fingers, preparing Hidan. He gently slipped his fingers out and Hidan groaned at the loss.
Taking his hardened member into his hand Kisame positioned it at Hidan's entrance. With one hard fluid thrust he was inside. Both moaned out at the action. Kisame, from the pure bliss and feeling of the tightness around his member and Hidan from slight pain and discomfort. Kisame paused for a moment letting Hidan get use to the feeling.
"Move...", Hidan whispered, words barely audible.
Kisame pulled half-way out then thrust back in. He did this several times and then adjusted Hidan's legs, penatrating him from a different angle.
"Ohhh! Do that again!" Hidan said breathily.
Kisame continued pumping in and out from this angle. As Hidan's moans grew louder and Kisame's release grew closer he started going harder, faster.
Kisame reached down and stroked Hidan's forgotten erection in time with his thrusts. Hidan started pushing up and back against Kisames's frantic thrusts.
~~~
Tobi was busy dodging vases and any other items Deidara got his hands on.
"Tobi didn't eat your strawberries sempai. Tobi is a good boy.", Tobi said, nearly missing getting hit by a fork. The fork was thrown with such force that it pierced and stuck into the wall where Tobi was recently standing.
"Dammit Tobi stay still!"
"Nooo! I didn't do it!", Tobi yelled, still dodging flying forks.
"Then who ate them?", Deidara asked throwing a spoon; he had run out of forks.
"The purple fairy", Tobi said with a wide grin, scampering off.
"Tobi! Get back here!"
Kakuzu had returned from his room some time ago in search of a missing bill. He spotted it on the table where he had been sitting. Bending down he picked it up. When he stood though a spoon seemingly coming out of no where hit him in the nose. The spoon had hit him so hard he had to pinch his nose to ensure it was still there. When he turned Tobi had run past him. He was bombarded with spoons and barely missed getting hit with a pot.
Running back to his room he closed the door and sighed.
"Tobi! Where do you think you're going?", Deidara yelled. Kakuzu turned back realizing he had forgotten to lock the door. Tobi flew into the room.
"Kaku-san, sempai is on his pms. Help me!"
"Tobi! What did you just say?", Deidara yelled.
Kakuzu sighed. "Here we go again..."
Then everyone stopped talking.
"Oh Kisame...! Hard...harder!", this was heard coming from the other side of the wall: Itachi and Kisame's room.
"They're doing the naughty", Tobi said breaking the silence.
"But that's Hidan's voice...", Deidara said, voice trailing off.
Kakuzu pressed his ear to the wall and heard the blantant sounds of love-making. The headboard of the bed repetitively hit the wall followed by a creak from the bed and noises from the two occupants of the room.
Tobi pressed his ear to the wall as well, an unseen blush warming his face. "Is Itachi in there too?"
"No idiot. He's out on a mission.", Deidara said still surprised.
"Uh-oh. Kisame's in big trouble. Itachi's gonna give him the ouchies when he finds out." Tobi said, recalling Deidara's earlier fit about his missing strawberries.
Deidara went over and grabbed Tobi's ear dragging him out of the room."Let's not get any ideas Tobi."
"Oww ow. What did Tobi do now, sempai?", could Be heard growing more distant.
~~~
Itachi nodded at Konan who was keeping guard outside of the hide-out.
It was strangely quiet. He had expected for there to be more noise. Carefully walking through the hide-out, his senses were heightened.
He spotted Deidara who was quietly scolding Tobi and Tobi who was cornered with a helpless look.
When Deidara saw him his eyes widened and he and Tobi went into their room. Everyone was acting odd...Something was not right.
Itachi paused slightly before opening the door to his room. He was glad to be back. And though he didn't want to admit it aloud he...missed Kisame.
There was a weird noise coming from inside the room. Was someone else in there? Was Kisame in danger?
Quickly shoving the door open he came upon the the sight of Hidan sweating and panting,NAKED under Kisame who was naked as well. The shock was so much that it took Itachi a moment to register what was going on. Then it him him like a ton of bricks. Kisame was having sex with Hidan in his room, on his side of the bed...
"Hey Itachi...how's it goin?", Kisame asked. Right after he said it he regretted it. He mentally slapped himself adding,"I can explai-
"I'm sure you can." Itachi's features reverted from shock, to sadness, then almost instantly went back to apathetic.
He walked out leaving a speechless Kisame and guilt ridden Hidan...
TO BE CONTINUED...