Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any characters therein. Thanks.

A/N: Ages: 14 and 16. Thank you Luna-MF114, Tilvan the Storyweaver, Blade of Sparda, pandahan, stranger12, Lockright, Dustland-Fairytales, Sandninjanaru, Ceri Siracha, Sempi-Is-An-Angel, Princess of blah blah blah and Payce99! Extra thanks to LonelyAura for prompting this one.

So, I am still alive. The exchange is almost over and I am trying to summon the energy to work on my poor neglected serials. xD;; Since I'm still on a huge Itachi/Shisui kick, 'Disagreements' is the first thing to be updated. Ah…no offense intended towards vegetarians, by the way. I happen to know and love one. xD

Please enjoy!

Disagreement 11

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"So what are you getting?"

Itachi glanced up at the sign that served as Ichiraku's menu. "…Miso."

"Miso?" Sometimes, Shisui mused, Itachi really did make him want to cry. "We're at the best ramen stand in all of Konoha, famous for the brilliancy of their noodles, and you're getting miso? Heck, Itachi, if I knew your food tastes were this boring we could've just stayed at home…"

The younger boy ignored the slight with an ease gained through years of practice. "I am not partial to ramen."

"Well, I'm not partial to that sticky crap you love eating so much, and yet I still tried a taste when you said how good it was."

"I happen to like natto, thank you. And just because you are easy to convince does not mean I am."

Shisui bristled. "Fine. Suit your miserably stick-in-the-muddish self. Hey, Teuchi!" He waved over at the stand owner. "One bowl of ramen, extra-large, double pork, please!" Then, as an afterthought, "And a bowl of miso for my…cousin here." He sighed as Mr. Teuchi nodded. "As much as it pains me now to admit that we're related…"

"I apologize for my continually embarrassing existence," Itachi deadpanned.

"Ah, whatever. Once I get my extra-large double pork…" Shisui grinned. "You'll be dying to try it. Just wait."

"You're salivating."

"Oh, give me a break. Only a vegetarian could possibly withstand the glory that is Ichiraku ramen with pork."

Itachi was silent.

Shisui paled.

"You have got to be kidding me!"

"What," Itachi asked, exasperated, "now?"

"You're a vegetarian!" Shisui moaned. "You eat grass!"

"…And you, it seems, have been inhaling paint fumes again."

Shisui was apparently too distraught to even register the jab. "How?" he demanded, aghast. "How can you go through life without the glory that is meat? How long has this travesty been going on?"

"You are a melodramatic drama queen," Itachi said coolly. "I have been a vegetarian for quite some time. I already kill for a living; there is no point in adding to that by eating animals as well."

"But-but-" Shisui was stammering. Uchiha Shisui. Was stammering. Itachi was evidently utilizing his most unique ability-the ability to completely melt his friend's brain.

"It's not like you're any better!" Shisui finally managed. "You're just killing plants instead of animals! In fact, you're worse, because plants can't even scream."

"…Shisui…?"

"…Yeah, okay, that argument failed. I need food to operate properly, you know that."

"Then perhaps we should agree to disagree."

"Yeah, maybe." Shisui paused, then grinned again. "At least until the food comes. You will try this stuff whether you like it or not, and you will so like it-"

"I refuse to eat one bite of your artery-clogging noodles."

"I'll sit on you until you comply."

"…I apologize. I didn't realize you have been hit with a jutsu that causes you to revert to the age of five."

"…I will do it, you know."

"…"

11: End