Blah, back with a new chappie!

Tomorrow, I would have been working on this for a month...yaaaaaaaaaay! Lots of chapters for just this much length of time x.X

Hope you're enjoying it so far! I am :D I'm also mostly out of mah emoness from before. Sorry ;3; I'm still going through some stress. People don't know when to back off, do they?

Oh, I'm not referring to any of you xD

Thank you all so much for reviewing, reading, and favouriting! I still wouldn't mind some more input. I'd really like to know what you think of things like mah writing, the story, if I keep characters in character, yatta yatta. Please do tell me your thoughts.

Uh....this chapter makes me laugh (snickers)

Sunna's my character; she has a tatoo on her ass to prove it

Sunna: Wait, what?!

Itachi: LET ME INSPECT! (grabs skirt)

Sunna: oh mah gah!

RK: PERV! (smacks Itachi with a frying pan)

.....I have a life deep down inside, you all know it xD

Chapter 9

Whizap!

Blue eyes were huge, staring at the bull's eye target. Her fingers twitched faintly, petrified on the spot.

"Kisame, you nearly hit Sunna."

"Yeah, but I got the target!"

She blinked finally, regaining from the shock. "N-nice sh-shot…"

She wasn't looking, but she could tell the blue-man was grinning. "See? She thought it was cool."

"It doesn't mean you can throw a kunai from behind without warning." Itachi, who stood beside her, stated.

The older man let out a laugh. "She's fine! Anyway, I have some business to get to," he said as he walked towards them. He patted the head of the still recovering blonde.

"Keep it up, okay?"

She blushed lightly under his large, strong hand. "S-Sure,"

With that he walked away, crisp autumn leaves crunching under him. As he left he hollered, "You're doing well so far!"

Sunna sighed lightly to herself. Yeah right. I'm doing terrible. In a lazy effort she threw the kunai she held. It hit and reflected off the tree's trunk. It didn't even touch the hanged target on the wood.

Itachi spoke when his partner was gone. "He merely likes showing off. Sometimes he does it unexpectedly."

"It's okay," she plopped herself on the ground, knees held up and arms crossed over them. "I can't get this training. I give up."

In turn her friend gave a raised eyebrow. "You're quitting so soon?"

"Look, we've been doing this for two days now. I can hardly ever hit the target properly, let along the center of it. Maybe I'm not fit to be a shinobi…"

The black-haired male took a seat beside her. "Practice makes perfect."

"But I'm not great like you." Sunna stated. She blushed, realizing she was also telling him her own opinion. "W-Well, I-I mean, you're really talented, a-and I don't think I'll ever be much in comparison…"

Itachi seemed to smile softly. "Sometimes I find myself remembering my little brother because of you."

"What?"

The smile didn't leave his face. It was small, but looked truly happy. "My brother used to always ask me to help him train. So I did, but he constantly compared himself to me, because my father did so to him. He never gave up however. He tried his hardest, always wanting to achieve up to my level."

"Did he?" she curiously asked.

"Not quite yet. He's still training, and I believe he'll become truly strong. He's very talented and skillful already."

"Where is he?"

That's when the smile faded away. All emotion was swept off his face. "He's away training I believe. At least that's what I've been told."

Sunna looked to him with confusion. "Well, you get to see him, don't you? His teachers would allow that, wouldn't they?"

"He isn't a criminal."

She wanted to gasp but no sound came out of her mouth. Everything made sense. Itachi wanted to be with his brother; she could see that in his eyes. But he couldn't because he was a criminal and his younger brother wasn't. Her friend seemed to really love his sibling, even if they were apart. How long had they been separated for?

He…probably doesn't want to discuss it. If it makes him happy though…

Suddenly she sprung up. Itachi blinked at her action. With a smile and sparkle in her eyes, she reached a hand down to him.

"Let's get back to training."

Again, he smiled. Taking her hand he stood up. "We should. I believe the problem is with the way you swing the kunai. The proper way is like so."

Bringing out a ninja knife from his belt pouch he showed her how he held it.

"Notice how I have a loose grip on the handle. That is so I can swiftly throw it. If you hold it too tight, it won't slip from your hand and to the target fast enough. Lastly, to throw it properly, take aim and use a swift flick of your wrist." He performed said actions. The blade landed in the center of the target.

"Anyone can do it. Even Kisame, as large and powerful he is he has the ability to gracefully thrust his wrist."

Sunna remained smiling brightly. "Okay, I'll try it again."

The older teen handed her a kunai. Following his instructions she aimed for the red circle. More than once did she check her grip on the handle and to Itachi for his approval.

When he nodded she looked back to the target and threw. The blade landed a ring away from the center. She pouted her lips lightly.

"Let's try again. I'll help you this time." Her peer instructor said.

"How?"

He moved from beside her to behind and slightly to the side. Sunna could feel her face start warming up when he placed his hands on her waist and arm, positioning her. When he was done he stood close to her, a hand holding her waist and the other griping a kunai with her own hand.

Her cheeks were still flooded with cherry red. He gently moved the arm he held and positioned her body with the movement.

H-He's talking…but I can't get over this… Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. She was only paying attention to half of what he was saying. Basically, it was continuing on from before. It seemed he was trying to show Sunna how the body would move as you would throw a kunai. He moved his hand and gently pushed her this way and that, physically demonstrating what to do.

No one's…ever held me like this b-before. But she loved his touch against her. That she couldn't deny. It was merely showing her how to do something…but it strangely felt so nice.

"Did you get all that?"

Cherry red turned into poppy. "U-Uh, yeah." She had missed half of it from daydreaming.

"Try it then."

She nodded, faking a calm smile. I hope I do this right! If he finds out what I was thinking…

Itachi's hold of her loosened as she began to move her arm. Trying to remember any fraction of his lesson, she practiced the movement. Taking her chances she threw the blade.

Thunk!

A huge smile washed over her features. Instantly she put on a happy stance, still grinning. "I did it!"

"I told you; it's possible for anyone to do." The older teen smiled faintly at her joy. "How about we take a break for lunch in the next hour?"

She nodded, still overjoyed. "That sounds like a great idea."

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Sunna took a sip from her apple tea. "Oh, so we'll be meeting up with some other Akatsuki members?"

Itachi nodded. "We'll be meeting them tomorrow. It isn't common for two Akatsuki pairings to work together, but they shouldn't travel with us too long. It's a rather simple mission."

"What is it?" she nervously smiled after a moment. "Oh, right, you shouldn't be telling me. Sorry,"

He took a polite mouthful of his rice before speaking. "I believe it's fine to tell you. After all, you're traveling with Kisame and I." he finished the last of his meal. As he spoke he packed the boxed lunch away.

"Our mission is to recruit another Akatsuki member. We already know their location; we merely need to speak to them. The four of us will be gone for a day or two at most."

"Wait, you don't want me to come along?"

He nodded again. "It is a simple mission, but sometimes plans can backfire. I wouldn't want you to get hurt. We will be stopping in a city before we find our new member. Therefore you can stay in a hotel there until we return. The other two will be bringing the new member to his assigned area. You can still see fit to do as you please as well. I can give you money."

"Sure, I guess that works." The blonde agreed. She took his and her lunch boxes, placing them back in her rucksack.

"There are a few more things, Sunna."

She looked to him. "Like what?"

"Not many Akatsuki members are like Kisame and me. You have to keep in mind that we belong to a criminal organization of the world's worst criminals." He said.

A nervous expression was set on her features. "You're telling me to be careful of those guys."

"Yes. They shouldn't do anything if you're with me. Even if you're near Kisame they won't try anything. But whatever happens, whatever they say, do not go anywhere with an Akatsuki. Also, if they ask who you are, you're my subordinate." He explained, making sure he was being perfectly clear.

In return she nodded. Then she blinked, realizing something.

"Hey, does Kisame know the truth?"

"He does."

"So why bother telling him? Like, I'm not trying to be mean; Kisame's a great guy. But why won't you tell anyone else?" she curiously inquired.

Itachi shrugged. "I trust him more than anyone in Akatsuki."

"So he's your friend?"

"You could say that."

There was a pause in the conversation. Sunna had her head lowered, hiding the shameful look she held. "Itachi…d-did you tell him…everything about me?"

"No, I didn't. It's not my place." He replied.

She let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you. So, one more question. Am I going to be cooking for these two?"

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"Wow, this is some great food, hmm!" a happy blonde announced. He took another mouthful from his plate. His whole right side of his face was covered by thick, bright blonde hair down to his chest. Only one eye could be seen, but the visible features expressed his joy.

Sunna smiled; glad to know the meal was well liked. "Thank-"

"For a whore, that is."

"-You," she twitched. A silent sigh was let out as she went back to serving dinner.

I didn't know someone could be so immature. It was just a simple mistake!

She was referring to earlier that day when she had met the two Akatsuki members. The blonde was named Deidara, and the other was Sasori.

Sasori looked like an older man; short, wide, and very intimidating-looking. Only his eyes could be seen. The rest of his face was hidden behind a cloth mask.

One was a cranky old man. The other was an immature, loud blonde. Of course, when they had first met, Sunna didn't know they both were men.

When introductions came, Sunna had bowed politely to the newcomers.

"I-I'm Itachi's subordinate, Sunna." She greeted. The next sentence was referring to Deidara. She looked to him and said, innocent and politely, "I-I didn't know there were women in Akatsuki…"

"What?!" a manly voice from the new blonde practically shrieked. That's when Sunna found out he wasn't feminine at all.

"I'm not a woman, hmm!" Deidara had objected. He rudely pointed a finger at her. "And you're not Itachi's subordinate! You're more like his whore!'

And since then he took every opportunity to insult Sunna. Even if she apologized more than fifty times already, he wouldn't let it go. She found out that the man held grudges quite easily.

She would have groaned out loud if she didn't want everyone to hear. The cloaks are so big; they cover them up! How was I supposed to know he was a guy if all I saw was his face? He wears eyeliner and nail polish anyway! Another groan was held in. She would have face-palmed if she wasn't eating.

Itachi and Kisame wear nail polish too…

"Hey, Sasori," the blue-man said to the other. He motioned to his untouched plate. "You gonna eat that?"

The short stubby man offered the meal over, hand covered by the cloak's large arm holes. "Go ahead."

Kisame grinned as he took that plate. "Thanks!"

Sunna bit her lip lightly. Did he not like the food?

"Uhm, I-I can make something else for you…"

"I don't need anything." His low, gruff voice replied.

"A-Are you sure?"

"I don't eat."

She'd take that as a final answer. His voice sounded like he was getting annoyed, and the last thing she wanted to do was anger an s-ranked criminal. With that conversation dead she resumed eating.

When supper was over Sunna collected the dished and put away the leftovers of the meal. The Akatsuki members started discussing business as she began to wash the cutlery. They talked about different strategies and such for their mission, conversing how to safely and easily convert the person to their organization. Kisame and Deidara liked the idea of forcing them to join physically. Itachi and Sasori on the other hand thought that speaking with them first would save a lot of hassle and unnecessary fighting.

After she was done the chore she walked and sat beside Itachi on a log. It wasn't that late out, and the fire they had made warmed up the area. She put her hands towards the fire for extra warmth. To the right of the fire Kisame sat near Sasori. They seemed to be having their own conversation, about what she didn't know. Everything else was quiet between the other three.

"So," Deidara had a smug look on his face. "How is she?"

She blinked, looking at the other blonde confused. "P-Pardon?"

"I'm not talking to you." He sneered back. He tilted his chin to Itachi, meaning he was referring his question to him. "How is she, hmm?" he repeated.

The black-haired male slowly blinked to him, no emotion on his face. "I don't know what you mean."

He rolled his blue eye. "How is she in bed? She looks like a good lay."

"Wh-What?!" Sunna's face immediately burst into red.

Itachi was glaring from across the fire. "Sunna is a subordinate."

The younger man waved a hand. "Yeah, a.k.a, your prostitute. You don't have to keep it a secret from me, hmm!"

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Maybe Deidara actually thought she was a girl like that, and he wasn't just name-calling. But if he was being so open about the subject, did that mean Itachi had other… "subordinates"? He didn't seem like that kind of person, but…

"There is no other relationship between us." Her friend continued.

Deidara shrugged. "Whatever. I just have one question, hmm." He looked to Sunna with a lusty expression. "When can I have her?"

Butterflies flopped in her stomach. She hid her bright red face as she abruptly stood up.

I can't take this anymore.

"I-I'm going for a walk." She went towards the tallest member of the group and took his arm lightly. "Kisame, w-would you come with m-me?"

"Eh, what?" he responded. He got up anyway. The teen practically dragged him into the forest, away from the perverted blonde.

Deidara: 'Cause I'm a blonde!

RK: YEAH YEAH YEAH! xD

Sunna: I'm ashammed of my hair colour now ;A;

Ha, Deidara, you're such a blooooonde!

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All the blondes reading this are gunna hur tme now, aren't they? D8 XD

Still working on chapter ten. I just started today, so it'll be coming up later than usual T.T Love ya all, leave a review please, and i promise the chapters will come up faster!