Itachi looked around the area, surveying it, checking for enemies while his blue partner just sat cross-legged in front of another one of Itachi's handy made fires. He let some chakra out, searching farther than what his failing eyesight could see, and quickly stood up readying himself for a battle.
"Kisame, there are Iwa nin's coming our way, put that out." Of course he was referring to the crackling fire that was the only source of heat in the chilly early morning hours. Jumping behind a tree he concealed his chakra, noticing his partner had done the same, although just a bit slower because of his given task.
"How many?" kisame's harsh whisper reached Itachi's ears, making him furrow his brows. Any louder and the dead would have woken. Kisame was not good at being quiet, the polar opposite of Itachi himself. Itachi raised his hand, showing 4 fingers, his fist, and then 4 again.
Four squads of four. Damn, how did they know we were here? Kisame grumbled, grabbing the hilt of his sword, waiting. His whole body was itching for a fight, even though his mind knew it would actually be better to flee. Soft footsteps that only S-class missing nin's could hear, entered the small camp the two Akatsuki had made; the leader of the entire group stepped forward and motioned with his hands, Kisame watched. Two to the left, four to the right, and the rest stay still waiting for orders. He knew that Itachi would be fine, since the two men were going for him, while the four went for Kisame. He was almost fidgeting with excitement. He and Itachi hadn't sparred in what felt like forever, and Kisame had a lot of energy waiting to be released.
Suddenly the ground underneath the shark-man started to rumble, and Kisame had to jump into the tree tops for safety. Not that it mattered now; they had been found. Those freaking Earth ninja's. Well, Itachi will be fine since he has the elemental advantage. Heh. Kisame jumped from his branch and let his body weight do the rest of the work. A sick crunchy sound was heard for all the ninja's in the small clearing as Kisame squashed the ninja below him. The other three stood there silently shocked, mouth agape; but quickly recovered, and started throwing kunai and shuriken towards the massive blue enemy.
"Heh, you should know such tiny things like that aren't going to stop me." Kisame smiled, showing off his fang-like teeth, and laughed as the Iwa shinobi tried to hide their fear. "You can't hide your fear from me, I can smell it. Quite delicious isn't it Samehada?" Kisame asked his beloved sword in his hand, not surprised at all when it started to reply, in its weird 'crackling'. "Yes you're right, let's finish this quickly."
Kisame quickly disposed of the three ninja's, leaving their bloody corpses behind, to help fight off the rest of the platoon. The ten stood there in the clearing silently, the leader up in the front. His tan face showing nothing more than anger. Again, Kisame smiled. This was the kind of fight he'd been looking forward to for a long time, so many ninja's against himself, yet he knew he could easily win. Before he could strike with his shaver, he felt Itachi's chakra suddenly disappear, but heaved a sigh of relief when Itachi reappeared in front of him.
"Enough. Take your fallen comrades and leave." Itachi's voice was deep monotone. However Kisame, having been partnered with Itachi for so long, knew that Itachi was tired and just wanted to rest. Otherwise, he would have just let the fighting continue without him. Kisame also knew, that Itachi's request would be denied.
"We cannot do that." The leader of the group spoke with the same monotone as Itachi. The stupid yet brave, Iwa nin had dark brown hair, coming out of his head in uncontrollable spikes, and his eyes were the same deep brown. Many would have called him handsome, although standing in a clearing close to an Uchiha, he looked dismal and no one would have noticed. Kisame could smell the distinct scent of arousal, and quickly scanned the rest of the enemies, easily locating the only woman in the group.
Che, that stupid woman finds Itachi hot enough to get wet about it. Doesn't she know who we are? Kisame scrunched his face in confusion, but decided to start paying attention to the conversation at hand.
"-That is not possible. You know who you are, as well as we do. Your crimes have been horrendous and cannot go without punishment." The leaders face remained impassive, but everyone could tell he was clearly upset. "We will take you prisoner and you will tell us information on the Akatsuki"
"Haha," Kisame had to laugh, the man sounded so ridiculous trying to dominate two S-class missing ninja's with just his words. "Man, you are stupid to think we'll just go willingly."
"Kisame." That was all he needed; the approval of bloodshed. Quickly, in a matter of seconds, Kisame had slaughtered the shinobi in the clearing, the corpses no longer definable as human beings. He glanced at his small partner noticing his eyes were closed and his nose tucked into the neckband of the cloak. Itachi had a blood problem; he couldn't stand to be near it, and hated it being spilled unnecessarily. That's why Kisame needed Itachi's approval before he killed, he couldn't have his partner vomiting or fainting on him. Ughh, last time was so gross he puked all over me and my new cloak, and Leader-sama wouldn't allow me a new one. Discretly Kisame looked at the stain, just to his left under the sleeve. Before that the only time he'd seen Itachi so sick was when he had to spoon feed him soup. Ahh, I'm still leading in the score, I have 3 points while Itachi-san has one. Heh.
"Kisame." Itachi's voice was soft, and Kisame could smell the fatigue rolling off of him in waves.
"Got'chya. Let's get going." Kisame and Itachi took to the trees, speeding off faster than a scared cat. Towards that cabin again? "Itachi-san, won't that be an obvious destination for us?" Itachi nodded. "Why?"
"Because" Itachi always answered with one word, sometimes two, but never more. It irked Kisame that Itachi didn't want to converse with him, the only time Itachi actually spoke outside of mission requirements was the other night, when Kisame learned of Itachi's past. Well, about the massacre anyways. "I need something from there."
Your medicine, you forgot your medicine? That's it? Ughh. Kisame berated him in his mind, knowing that Itachi wouldn't pay any attention if he'd said it aloud anyways.
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Kisame lounged on the couch while Itachi went into the bathroom, attacking the medicine cabinet looking for his pills. Kisame allowed his mind to wander, knowing full well Itachi's pills were not in the bathroom medicine cabinet, and that hiding them had definitely been worth the pain to find a good spot. Although, if he kills me for it, it wouldn't be very funny. Hmm, I wonder if he would kill me. I take pretty good care of him. Bah! What am I saying?… Well, I do look after him. Bah! What am I? His mother! Psht, I think not. Kisame almost smiled when Itachi walked back into the living room, his brows furrowed together.
"Need something Itachi-san?" Kisame did smile when Itachi merely held out his hand, palm up, simply expecting that Kisame will just hand him the medicine. "Hahaha I don't have your meds, kid. You can search me if you want, but I don't have them." Itachi stood his ground, still holding his hand out, but now he was almost pouting. Almost, but not quite. "Aw, come on Itachi-san! I don't have them. You know that." After Itachi dies, I'm asking for a talkative partner. This silence is annoying. Itachi's hand was still out, ask he spoke.
"I know that you hid them." This time, Kisame was full out laughing; holding his tummy and his head was thrown back. Itachi's eyebrow twitched.
"Well go look for 'em kiddo!" With only the swiftness of a ninja, Itachi turned on his heel, heading back towards the bathroom. Kisame was still laughing.
EDIT: Ahahahaa! Just a few minor adjustments, hardly noticeable. This, after re-reading it, is definitely my favourite chapter. I could totally see Kisame act like this when they're alone. Like a big brother, sorta.
-Moriko
