Apparently, Itachi is very possessive of his dango :3

Dango

I sat at the breakfast bar, sipping a milkshake and watching Hidan search the kitchen for something to eat. Eventually, his gaze settled on the stick of dango on the counter.

"Um, Hidan," I warned. "That's Itachi's dango. I really don't think-"

"Fuck Itachi," He snapped irritably. "I don't see his name on it."

I shrugged.

"It's your funeral."

A few minutes later, Itachi stepped into the kitchen, just in time to see Hidan finish eating. His mouth pressed into a thin line, and his eyes turned a familiar red as his mangekyou sharingan was activated.

Hidan gulped.

"Oh shit."