Ok…please don't hunt me down and murder me…I know it's been forever since I last updated. As I have found new inspiration, I can now continue with my story. Ok, so with this new chapter, I have some wise words…life isn't made for you, so take your chances and make it what you want it to be. You'll get several chances to create your life into one of your inner desires, but you have to take the chances and risk your most precious items and attributes to really make your dream come true…it's a sacrifice we must all make to find true happiness.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but if I did….I'd be in it, and Itachi would absolutely adore me…and he wouldn't *spoiler* die.

Suggested listening: The middle by Jimmy Eat World, Gives You Hell by The All American Rejects, and I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas.

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Like a Dog on a Leash

The sun was brightly lit high in the sky, its yellow rays dispersing amongst the clouds against the soft velvet blue of the daytime atmosphere. Below the afternoon scenery, Konoha civilians set about their business, profiting from their many sales.

All business seemed to come to a complete standstill as they watched two conspicuous ninja make their way through the streets, looking for a clothing store. It truly was a sight to behold, as this specimen of ninja, apparent opposites, walked side by side. A crimson stoic gaze took in nothing but what lay before him as his companion read his smutty book.

He looks highly irritated…sigh

They entered a store that had all the essentials for living, such as clothes and bathroom supplies.

"Itachi-san, do you have any money with you?" He had placed his book in its normal pocket, and turned to face the silent but deadly Uchiha.

His response was a quick glare thrown in the masked jounin's direction, followed by a cold shoulder.

I assume that means yes…why the hell am I stuck with this mission again? Oh…yeah, I was the most "qualified." This is some serious bullshit.

Itachi started looking through a rack consisting of all black pants, similar to the style of the standard issue jounin uniform bottoms. He looked utterly bored as he found his size and placed a few pairs over his arms and proceeded to a rack of mesh and short sleeved shirts.

Typical…he's so unoriginal. And why does he always look so indifferent? It's so frustrating! Even picking clothes seems to annoy him. Man…what a drag.

Heh, now I sound like Shikamaru.

He focused his attention on the eldest Uchiha, who was at the register handing the clerk a rather large bill.

Kakashi walked over and started to examine the rather large bill with interest, having only seen a few in his lifetime. "Do you carry this kind of cash around with you everywhere?" He paused to look at Itachi, "If so, you're definitely buying dinner."

He flashed a grin on par with the one he gives to his students, although it is hidden behind his mask. He opens his eyes to see a glare that could kill the strongest of men.

"Ehheheheheh…I guess we play for different teams…?" Kakashi paused, realizing how stupid he sounded. "Wait, I'm not gay!!" Sweat trickled down his face underneath his mask as his companion turned and skulked out of the store.

Huh…that was actually pretty funny now that I think about it. I could have sworn that I saw his eye twitch.

As he watched his new assignment move through the streets of his home village, he remembered something important and highly useful. He moved his hands in a hovering motion. Itachi stopped suddenly, turning to look at Kakashi. The ex-anbu was subtly controlling The eldest Uchiha with his chakra strings, attaching themselves to the black leather collar around his neck.

"What are you doing, Hatake-san?" His voice was level and calm, his Sharingan its opposite.

Grin in place "Patience, Uchiha-san. Why so hasty? Do I make you nervous?" He let out a little laugh "You have no reason to be nervous. I'll keep my hands to myself. I promise." His eye gave a natural crinkle, indicating his smile.

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The two shinobi stepped into the threshold of Kakashi's apartment.

"You've been awfully quiet, Itachi-san. Is anything wrong?" His normal grin and eye crinkle in place as he controlled the Uchiha's every movement. "I'll let you go if you say please."

Yet another glare was plastered on the young ex-missing-nins face as he stared at his captor.

"Just say it. 'Pretty please, Kakashi-san. With a cherry on top.' It's not that hard. Really, just give it a try."

"That's utterly ridiculous, Hatake-san. You have no reason to have control over me." His crimson eyes stared ahead, away from the grinning masked ninja.

He looks like he's having a really hard time with this…better save the rest of the fun for later.

Sigh "Alright, I guess I can let you go now." He did as such, and watched Itachi walk away towards his room.

I think I'll make him breakfast in the morning.

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Alright, so I want to thank you guys for reading, and some for reviewing. It happened to be one really funny review from Valitiel that got me out of my very, very, very deep episode of writers block. I had all these amazing ideas planned. So many that it ultimately overwhelmed me and well….let's just say my motivation jumped out of the window from fright.

Hehehe, well anyways…I am really sorry, and I feel terrible… but writing this chapter definitely makes me feel a lot better. Hopefully you won't throw too many heavy things at me. You can throw some but….please keep it too a minimum…I'm going to try and write a few more chapters ahead of time. That way when I get to college, I won't update less than I should and my guilt won't have an effect on my work^^

Hope you enjoyed the third installment for OSP!!! Review!!! Please and Thank you :D

Nami-chan