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Itachi: I do not act like that...

Me: You are tired. Go to sleep.

Shisui: I show up in this chapter?

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"A heartless bastard, huh?" Gaara chuckled but the laugh didn't reach his eyes. "Sasuke Uchiha, you have no idea..." 'No idea how much I care about you...'

"Itachi! Itachi, wait!" Sasuke shouted but his brother was already speeding out of the driveway.

"Damn it..." Sasuke said, leaning against the door frame. "Damn it all..."

Itachi opened the door to his car and went into the ice cream parlor. He didn't really care that he hadn't really ate anything today... he was to upset.

"What can I get you today?" the waitress asked, winking flirtatiously as she put down a menu in front of him.

"He's gay and I'd like a small vanilla milkshake. He'll have two scoops of orange sherbert ice cream with marshmellow topping, a cherry and hold the whipped cream..." the women from the table next to his said. "Isn't that right, Itachi?"

"Konan?" Itachi asked, surprised.

"That's right," she smiled and then told the waitress coldly when she didn't show any sign of leaving. "Don't you have something else to do? Like get our orders ready?"

"Of course, my apologies," the waitress said, not sounding sorry at all but instead disappointed (A/N: Who wouldn't be?).

"Someone's a little snippy today," Itachi noted as the normally blue haired women moved to sit across from him. "What's with the hair? Was there a reason to suddenly dye your hair black?"

"It's that time of the month, baby boy," she said fondly and then lowered her voice. "I didn't dye my hair, it's just a wig…I did a little thing to offend the police, nothing to major- in a different wig of course." Itachi backed up a little in his seat. He knew that Konan was dangerous without it being that time... Now that it was...he shuddered to think about it.

Itachi frowned in mock disapproval at the nick name. Konan was almost like a second mother to him. He wouldn't call her 'sister' because they rarely fought.

"So what's eating you?" Konan asked after the waitress had brought their orders and left.

"Beg your pardon?" Itachi asked, taking a bite.

"What's wrong?" Konan simplified, sipping her milkshake through the straw.

"I...Sasuke lied to me," Itachi said. "How do you drink through a straw without getting lipstick on it?"

"Really? About what?" Konan asked. "It's a women's gift, Itachi."

"He lied to me about getting asked to the dance," Itachi said. "Waterproof makeup?"

"Why would he need to lie about that? I've seen the girls with you two around. I'm sure that younger Haruno is whoring herself to go with him," Konan said. "It'd still smudge, Itachi…well, probably." Itachi smirked. But he was quiet as he finished his ice cream.

"He told me he got asked by Gaara,"

"Sabaku?" Konan startled and then regained her cool. "Puh-lease. That boy's not exactly anti-social but he's not about to ask someone to a dance-"

"Here's your check," The waitress said. She cringed when Konan glared at her. Itachi didn't bother.

"I've got them," Konan said as Itachi reached into his pocket.

"It's on me," Itachi said, shaking his head. "Can't have Leader on my ass for this…" Konan rolled her eyes and gave him a small smile as he handed the waitress the exact change.

"Since when do you give exact change?" Konan asked.

"Since I didn't want that waitress coming back," Itachi said.

"Itachi…you're not scared of Pein are you?" Konan asked. Itachi sighed.

"Shouldn't I be? He's stronger then me," Itachi said. Konan frowned in disapproval.

"I guess that makes sense… So what's this about Sasuke and Sabaku?"

"Sasuke asked him...and apparently, he's hiding something else from me," Itachi frowned.

"Uchiha, Itachi!" Both Konan and Itachi jumped slightly.

"F-father," Itachi gulped.

"You're coming with me," Fugaku said, looking pissed off, grabbing his oldest son's arm.

"Unhand him!" Konan said. "He hasn't done anything!" But her protests went on deaf ears as he dragged his son out of the ice cream parlor. Itachi saw her hand reach into her purse and he knew what the skilled woman was going to do.

"Don't, Konan!" Itachi shouted. "Call Kisame-" but he was shoved into the car.

"What are these?" he demanded as he slammed the door to the driver's seat and shoved photos in Itachi's face. Itachi froze as he saw what was on them.

He was grinding against Deidara, hard, sexually...it made him lick his dry lips, remembering that night. But then he shook his head. He needed to concentrate on the reality. He was in danger if he confirmed it...but if his father had confirmed it and he said it wasn't him, he'd be even worse off. So this was no time to be aroused about a memory of Deidara looking hot and- wait, what? What the hell had he just thought?

"I-I-I went out," Itachi said. "Just to a club, father! I was just dancing-" the car's engine roared dangerously as Fugaku started it up.

"I told you I didn't want you with him! I've given you a lot of lenience about being gay, Itachi but now you can just-" Itachi decided to do something extremely stupid or extremely brave, depending on how it was looked at. He slammed his father's head forward into the steering wheel through the hole presented by the seat and the head rest (he thanked his mother for signing him up for karate class) and opened the car door to the head of police's car and ran to his own car.

"Tell Kisame I'll be alright!" Itachi shouted as he ran towards his car. "I'll be with him- he'll know who!"

"Itachi-!" Konan shouted.

"Get out of here, Konan!" Itachi shouted. "Go! Hurry!" She glanced at the Uchiha's father, getting out of the car, very pissed off and followed his advice. A gun shot fired and Itachi paused to look back. 'Don't let it hit Konan,' he prayed. Then as he looked to his other side, he saw that the shot had but a warning for him, not her.

"Call me!" she shouted. Itachi nodded and didn't hesitate to slam the door of his car. He heard another shot go off. Without bothering to put his seat belt on, he started up the engine and sped away, thankful that traffic today wasn't that bad as he went over the speed limit. Using his right hand, he put on his seat belt and then took out his cell phone.

"Hello?" Sasuke answered.

"Sasuke, I need you to have a bag of my clothes waiting for me when I get home- hurry, it's an emergency," Itachi said.

"What? Why, what's wrong?" Sasuke asked.

"Father's mad at me and this time if he gets a hold of me…well, I don't think I'll live through it," Itachi said glumly. "Mom's not home yet, is she?"

"No, she went to a friend's house. Why is he mad at you?" Sasuke asked.

"Are you packing my stuff?"

"Yes," Sasuke answered.

"He saw me- well, pictures of me…dancing with someone… someone he didn't want me hanging around," Itachi said. "And he's pissed."

"Maybe mom can talk to him-"

"No!" Itachi said. "In the state he's in, he might hurt her if he finds out that she knows. Hold on, I'm going to drift." He heard Sasuke shout "What's drifting?! Itachi, are you okay?!" through the phone as he dropped the cell phone into his pocket and put his hand on the hand break.

"Sorry about that, you there?" Itachi asked, once he was speeding along the hill again.

"Yeah, what happened?"

"I'm trying to get father off my tail and I think it's worked," Itachi said. "Be at the front door waiting for me. Is Gaara still there?"

"Yeah, he is,"

"Let me talk to him," Itachi ordered.

"But-"

"Now, Sasuke,"

"Alright…Gaara, my…" he couldn't hear anymore of the conversation as the phone was switched between handlers.

"Hello?"

"Gaara, this is Itachi,"

"I figured,"

"Listen, I need Sasuke to stay at your house for a couple of days…maybe even a couple of weeks, I'm not sure. Tell my mom that he's at your house and make sure she knows not to tell my father," Itachi ordered. There was a pause.

"Is everything alright?" Gaara asked.

"No," Itachi said.

"Why do I need to take him to my place?" Gaara asked.

"Because if I'm not there, that bastard who calls himself our father is going to take whatever anger he has on Sasuke…and I can't take him where I plan to go. Can you keep him safe for me?"

"Yes I can," Gaara said.

"Good. Get him to pack his stuff and when I get there, just get in the car. No questions asked. I'll drive you to your place- don't worry, Sasuke can cook," Itachi said. "And get a piece of paper with your number and address on it for me so I can call him…"

"Alright. Anything else?"

"Make sure he leaves his cell phone at the house. I don't want Fugaku tracing it," Itachi said.

"Aren't you worried about your mother?" Gaara asked.

"No, she'll be fine. He won't hurt her. That I'm sure of," Itachi said. "Get his stuff ready."

"Sasori! Sasori!" Konan shouted as she saw the man driving into the driveway to his house. Sasori slammed on the breaks as Konan practically through herself at the car. He turned off the engine and got out of the car.

"Konan, what the hell is wrong with you?! I could have-" he was cut off as she hugged him, crying into his chest.

"Ita-Itachi!" she said, practically sobbing. "His dad- his dad-"

"What about his dad?" Sasori demanded. "C'mon, Konan! Talk to me!"

"His dad might kill him this time, Sasori!" Konan screamed. "Where's Kisame? I need to find Kisame-"

"What's all the ruckus out here, danna?" Sasori and Konan looked at the blonde, who was gathering his hair to put into a ponytail.

"Deidara, get-" Sasori was cut off as Konan fell limply into his arms.

"What's wrong with her?!" Deidara demanded as he rushed to Sasori's side, forgetting about his hair.

"Call the hospital," Sasori said. "She's been shot."

Shisui opened his eyes drowsily as he heard the door bell... ringing...persistently.

"Go away..." he grumbled, not really caring about the fact that the person on the other side of the door couldn't hear him. "Alright, alright, I'm coming!" he got up, almost tripping over the blanket as he got up. Damn, he really wasn't a morning person... never mind that it was midnight...that counted as morning, right? He opened the door, prepared to yell at the offending person who interrupted his sleep.

"What?!" he practically shouted then he saw who was at the door. "Itachi? What's wrong? Why are you here? Why do you look upset…?"

The teenager had a tired look on his face that didn't belong there. He looked worn out and uncomfortable, looking at the ground.

"Can…Can I stay here…for awhile?" Itachi asked weakly. "I-I mean, I don't know for how long but-" Shisui sighed and made way for Itachi.

"Come on in," Shisui said. "I'll take your things. The bed's open…I'll sleep on the couch-"

"I don't want to put you out of your way-" Itachi said, moving towards the couch and then he was picked up by strong arms.

"Itachi, you're sleeping on the bed," Shisui ordered. "You need it, so just…sleep. You can tell me what's going on later but right now, you need to rest."

Pein stared at the woman breathing in and out with seemingly no outward emotion. On the inside, he was a wreck. How could this happen? Where was Itachi? What lengths would Fugaku go to to get to his son? ...What would happen to them when he undoubtebly tried to find his eldest son? Was Itachi's little brother going to be alright? What was going to happen to the Akatsuki? Hell, what was going to happen with Deidara? This was no time for initiations...

A hand on his shoulder made him look up. Sasori was also staring at Konan.

"Where...where did the bullet hit her?" He asked, swallowing hard.

"Her back, pretty close to her spinal cord," Sasori said. "She's stable now but..." Sasori didn't need to finish the sentence. Konan had been in a coma for almost two weeks... if she didn't wake up soon...

"I don't want to leave her but..." Pein choked. "I can't leave the Akatsuki unprotected..." Sasori was quiet for a minute.

"We can take care of ourselves..." Sasori said. "Hidan and Kakuzu can room together for awhile...Kisame can stay with Deidara and me..."

"How's he taking it?" Pein asked.

"Kisame?" Sasori asked. "He's-"

"No, not Kisame...Deidara, your blonde friend," Pein said.

"Dei's...Deidara's been pretty quiet lately...and extremely irritable," Sasori winced. "He's always working on something and he won't show me...I'm getting worried about him."

"Kisame?"

"He's still in shock," Sasori answered. "Itachi isn't returning any of his calls...any of our calls." Pein took a moment to consider this.

"Tell Kisame to stop calling- the rest of them as well..." he said.

"Why?" Sasori asked, removing his hand from Pein's shoulder because he was cut off guard. "If-"

"It's been ten days since he's gone missing. If he wanted to get into contact with us, he would have. He's smart. He probably threw his cell phone into the lake so Fugaku wouldn't be able to trace it... I'm sure that he's taken measures to protect Sasuke as well," he said. Sasori was quiet.

"How can you be sure?" he asked.

"I can't be but I know him- his personality... He'll call soon," Pein said. "By the way, what did your friend do back in Iwa?" Sasori winced.

"He was a bomb expert," Sasori said coldly. Pein smirked.

"Perfect,"

(A/N: Warning: very small Shisui/Itachi ahead)

"Feeling better?" Shisui asked as he saw Itachi eating his food reguarly like a person should.

"I guess so," Shisui smiled discreetly. At least now he was getting sentences out of the stoic boy...or was that a fragment?

"So are you going to tell me what happened?" Shisui asked. Itachi paused as he brought the next scoop of rice to his mouth. He shook his head and put the rice into his mouth, clamming up again. Shisui sighed. Now they were back to square one.

"Alright, fine, don't tell me... but you're going to have to eventually, Itachi," Shisui warned him.

"...I know," he said quietly. Shisui raised an eyebrow. Okay...square two.

"Does it have anything to do with your crushed cell phone?" he asked, not liking the fact that he had to resort to that kind of tactic. Itachi looked up sharply, his eyes narrowing. Shisui frowned in confusion as the obsidian orbs began to bleed into a suspicious red.

"I threw that in the river," he said.

"That would explain why it was all wet," Shisui said. "I checked the river bend when I saw that your father was looking for you- don't worry, I haven't told anyone you're here." Itachi relaxed a little bit.

"I still don't want to talk about it," Itachi said quietly.

"Alright, fine," Shisui said. "But your friends are probably worried. I'll take you to a race later on and you can call them from a pay phone...make sure not to leave finger prints...don't worry, Orochimaru won't be there." Itachi looked at Shisui curiously as he made his way over to him. How did the man seem to know everything he was thinking?

"Don't take to long, Uchiha, Itachi," Shisui advised as he cupped Itachi's cheek and gave him a gentle kiss. Itachi craned his neck, hoping to catch Shisui's lips again but the man pulled back. Shisui gave him a small smile before leaving the room- and leaving Itachi to his thoughts.

Me: So what'd you guys think of this one? Sorry if Konan's out of character but I've only read fanfiction about her... actually I've only read fanfiction about most of the Akatsuki...

Deidara: When does Itachi come home?

Me: Can't tell you!

Itachi:...just let the readers review already...