Operation Red Moon
By: Sneaky Cat
Disclaimer: Seriously now... I wouldn't have nearly as much fun messing with the characters if I owned them... Ok, so I lied... but still... Don't own.
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: KisaitaKisa (a.k.a. Kisame/Itachi)
Warnings: Some OOCness, sillyness, Akatsuki members, and shonen-ai... and yet more suggestive jokes.
Notes: These drabbles are the result of a series of challenges sent to me by a very tweaked out Clever Audrey. I am so proud of myself.
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This was not something they had expected. Their mission into Lightning should have been simple, just recovering a few well hidden scrolls for the organization. It was not supposed to turn out like this.
They had gotten the scrolls of course, left a few dead and the complex burning, but it had been a long time since either of them had been injured on a mission.
For Itachi to be the one injured spelled trouble.
It was a shallow wound, nothing anywhere near life threatening. Itachi's cloak had been ripped nearly in half during the fight and a shallow line of red ran down his arm from that damned sword.
Ikazuchiken(1). The Thunder Blade of Hidden Cloud, one of the village's secret treasures and the brother to the Nidaime Hokage's blade, Rajin.
Neither of them had expected to find a skilled shinobi wielding that in their way. So much for the Cloud's treasure; it was theirs now.
Some one must have tipped Kumogakure off.
"They are no longer following us." Kisame was slightly startled by his partner's words. The wound must be a worse than he thought, if Itachi wanted to stop. Kisame nodded and the two dropped into a small cavern in the hills they were moving through.
Itachi immediately brought out a roll of bandages and set about cleaning and wrapping his wounded arm. There wasn't enough left of his cloak to salvage; he was going to have to find another when they returned to base. Yet another petty annoyance on account of a troublesome mission.
"Do you want some help with that, Itachi-san?" There was a barely perceptible hint of surprise in Itachi's eyes before his expression (what Kisame could see of it, anyway) narrowed into a glare. Uchiha Itachi was perfectly capable of looking after his own wounds thank you very much.
Kisame sighed and moved over to the dark haired man's side anyway.
A second glare.
Kisame sighed once more.
"It'll be faster if you just let me help," he told his partner pointedly. The Uchiha continued to glare at him, but let Kisame bind his arm anyway.
As much as Itachi hated to admit it, would never admit it aloud, sometimes Kisame was right.
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(1)To my knowledge, Ikazuchiken doesn't actually exist in the Naruto world. It's a blade I made up for this drabble. Ikazuchi does mean thunder and one of the kanji for 'ken' means blade or sword. Hence the translation as Thunder Blade.
And now back to your regularly scheduled programing. ;p
