Author's note/Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, the characters, and all that crap (though it is very wonderful crap). I do realize how terribly out of character Kisame is in this, but I just thought it was a cute idea. Maybe I'll make up to you hard-core Kisame fans somewhere else, it just doesn't fit here. No hard feelings, 'kay?

Itachi was sitting on his bottom-bunk bed, combing his perfect silken hair, still damp from his morning shower.

Kisame walked into the small shared room. Upon spotting Itachi, however, he turned his head away and promptly exited the room.

What could be the matter with him? Itachi wondered. He, against his better judgement, decided to follow Kisame.

He followed.

And followed.

And followed even more.

All through the day it seemed as though Kisame was just weaving through the rooms of the house without purpose, acting as though his newfound 'stalker' didn't exist.

Something was wrong. Kisame was an S-Class Missing-nin criminal. He would've noticed by now.

Finally, Itachi decided to make his move. He reached out and grabbed Kisame's cloak by the collar.

"Agh! You're choking me!" he gasped. Itachi's response was simply an assessment.

"You're obviously not going blind or mute, and I know you saw me in our room. You're avoiding me. What is the meaning of this?"

The large shark-esque man pouted and made a small sort of huffing sound. "Hmph! I thought you didn't care about my feelings! I thought you wanted to be some super-cool secretive, insensitive villain!"

"I do. Now stop whining so I can complete my duties peacefully."

Itachi's words bit cold deep under Kisame's oddly-colored skin. He cast his gaze downward and in a muffled, quivering voice, and spat, "Screw you! I don't need you, I don't need anyone!"

And with that, he ran off.

…

A strange feeling.

A strange sensation in the pit of his stomach.

Indigestion? No…

Cramping? No…

Guilt.

Somewhere deep down in his itty-bitty, teenie-weenie, two-sizes-too-small heart, Itachi felt bad about what he'd said.

The day ended.

And another one passed.

And another one.

And yet another day.

Three days, and no Kisame.

Not at breakfast.

Not at lunch.

Not at dinner, or between any mealtimes for that matter.

And not in the room that he normally shared with Itachi.

Itachi.

He began to feel a bit…worried?

This was big. Like, apocalyptic big. Itachi was worried.

Itachi thrust his PBJ sandwich down with a huff. "I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS."

The others, who had by now adjusted to spending ten torturous minutes sitting around a table eating lunch together questioned his actions. The Leader gave him a suspicious stare and inquired, "Itachi, you're not trying to rebel like Sasori did in the first chapter, are you?"

Itachi was insulted. "No! Kisame's been gone for three days now and it's really starting to piss me off!"

He glanced around the table at the faces of his comrades. Usually he was one of them who was pissed off when Kisame WAS around.

Seeing that they didn't understand his feelings and obviously didn't plan to help, Itachi left them. He swooped through the den and out the door at top speed, his cloak whipping behind him in the breeze.

And he tripped.

And he fell.

Flat on his face.

"Agh! What the hell?" Came a croaking noise from the large dirtpile Itachi tripped over.

A blue fishy-figure slowly sat up, the dirt spilling off his body to the ground.

"Kisame!" Itachi shouted with joy, killing kittens everywhere, as he attacked his large sharkman partner with an uber-glompiful embrace. (And oh, how the fangirls did squeal.)

Kisame was a bit shocked at first, but, seeing as he'd made Itachi crazy enough to hug him, he returned the gesture. Awwww!

"WHAT THE F#!?" Hidan began screaming obscenities into the air, bringing normality back to the Akatsuki. The rest of the group had arrived to drag Itachi back for the super-important mission he had lined up.

Sasori stepped forward. "Explain yourself."

Itachi almost blushed. "I, uh…well, I've got that really important mission…thing and I uh, though it would be safer to…"

The whole Akatsuki collapsed into a fit of manly giggles. "Aw, I know you just missed me!" Kisame squeezed Itachi in a hug. Itachi wasn't feeling well at this point. Then everything went dark…

Author's Note: Also, I wanted to thank all of my wonderful reviewers for being just that wonderful. Thanks for reading! (Also, since I write a lot of oneshots, I'd like to thank you reviewers over there, too!)