Woot! Chapter
2! Thanks to Tala1, Love from Vikky,
Youkai Ryuu, Raspberry-Swirl, and Velocity2 for reviewing!
To Velocity2 (who apparently is my
friend here in Vegas, don't mind our rambling!): You know how much I adore Itachi! I told you that I could make him a LITTLE normal, and I'm still
saying that he is NOT a wrinkly old bag! =.= (We've been debating this
at school for a good few days…)
Who is the mysterious stranger that
visits dear ol' Itachi? How will this
person react upon seeing our missing-nin's umm…situation?
Itachi: Gee, I dunno…(scowl) *drip, drip*
BPK: That's why we're gonna let them read chapter 2, moron!
Itachi: …Baka…
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CHAPTER 2
Surprises
Come in Many Different Forms
"Hello, Uchiha Itachi."
"Uh…ah…" He stuttered. Sure, Itachi of the Uchiha clan could keep
his cool, but that was in MOST situations.
When it came to life-or-death missions, he was cold as rock. When it came to Orochimaru, he remained
stoic. But when it came to girls,
especially the ones he liked…that was a whole different story.
The girl stared at him, standing in
the doorway, clutching a black and red Jansport backpack. Her mid-thigh lengthy, raven-black hair with
its candy red streaks in its pigtails, shone in contrast to the neon lights of
the bar next door. She donned a small
red jacket that concealed most of her fishnet tank top and lacy black corset, long
black gloves with red cutoffs and bangle, red shorts that ended just below the
knee, black knee-highs, studded black kneepads, and black boots with scarlet
streaks and straps. Crimson shin guards
went over her black socks, adding a somewhat Asian-samurai look to her
legs. She had a silver-red color in her
lipstick and dark eye shadow for makeup.
On her left shoulder was the tattoo of a Roman numeral three with the
Kanji for "Death."
"So, you gonna let me in or not?"
It wasn't an innocent question, it was demanding an answer, whether he liked it
or not.
"Ah, yeah sure. Come on in…" grumbled Itachi, making room
for her to step into his apartment.
"So, why are you here, Suki?" He slammed the door behind him. Great, why did it have to be her? Of all
people, why did she have to barge in on my "moment?"
"I need a place to crash for a
while. They're cleaning out our
building, if you know what I mean," she said monotonously, heading towards
Itachi's bedroom.
"Bug problems."
"Yeah. They apparently have a ghost or whatever haunting the fifth
floor, too." She surveyed Itachi's
apartment, mainly focusing on the living room and kitchen. "And uhh…you need to clean the place up. Looks like a dump," she threw over her
shoulder. Heh, Suki knew what got him
every time.
"Well, I can just kick you out, you know," he countered, kicking a
DVD case of "Ninja Scroll." (A/N: HELLA good anime!)
"You know you wouldn't. You can't handle leaving a girl like
me out without a place to stay."
Bingo. Itachi twitched, shoving
his hands in his pockets. "Fine. You take the couch."
Suki poked her head from the
bedroom doorway. "Um, I don't want to
know what's been in there. You know,
you're dirty laundry and all the crap on it," she pointed out, gesturing
towards the said couch with her chin.
"I'll take your room."
Now Itachi was bursting. "Then where would I sleep?!"
Suki laughed. "Haha, we'll share, just don't take
advantage of me."
"Hell no!"
"Then I guess I get the bed all to
myself."
"Damn…" he cursed, kicking the
wall. "But that's my room!"
"So?"
"So I can kick your ass and take it
back!" Itachi declared, crossing his arms triumphantly.
"Really…"
"YES."
The argument continued on for
another hour.
Itachi complied. Beside him lay Suki without makeup, her hair
down to a simple ponytail, and wearing silver baggy pajama pants and a large
gray shirt with the "Akina SpeedStars" logo running across it. She embraced a pillow tightly while mumbling
in her sleep. Itachi had his arms under
his head, propping them up as he stared at the cracks that lined the
ceiling. He turned his head to his
left, laying his eyes upon the slumbering Suki, who continued to mumble into
the pillow.
He couldn't sleep. Maybe it was from the heated argument over
who slept where they had four hours ago.
He glanced over at his alarm clock.
The blinking red numbers flashed four thirty AM. He returned his gaze to Suki, who to his
surprise grabbed his left arm. Dammit,
let go. I wanna sleep.
She rubbed her cheek against his
arm. His face turned a slight pink as
he continued to stare at her.
"Mmm…" she sighed. "Chocolate…" She bit his arm. Hard.
Itachi's eyes widened as he shot up
off his bed. "I'M NOT CHOCOLATE, I SWEAR!"
He continued to curse as he attempted to shake her off. "GET THE HELL OFF MY ARM, SUKI! SHIT! YOU BIT IN DEEP!" He bellowed.
Suki awoke with a start,
immediately releasing her grip on Itachi's arm. "Wha?" She saw the deep
teeth marks on his arm, watching as they quickly began to turn purple. "Holy shit!
I'm so freakin' sorry!" She shot out of bed and took off for the
bathroom.
"Damn…" Itachi winced as he poked
the bruising bites. "I think it's
bleeding…"
Suki returned with a roll of
bandages, ointment, gauze, alcohol pads, and a bottle of betadine. She flipped the light switch on and hurried
towards the bed, where Itachi glumly sat, continuing to poke at his arm. "Hey, don't do that. You'll cause an infection…" She hopped onto
the bed and laid out all the items she took from the bathroom.
"It's gonna hurt, huh?" said Itachi
as he eyed the alcohol pads.
"More you than me," replied
Suki. She ripped open a pack of alcohol
pads and began cleaning the wound, smirking when she saw Itachi wince and
hiss. She then twisted the cap off the
bottle of betadine and grabbed a cotton ball, soaking it with a few drops of
the brown liquid that poured from the bottle.
Suki then spread the betadine on the bite, and then applied a patch of
gauze, which was then topped off with the bandages.
Itachi stared at the girl beside
him. "What the hell was that brown
stuff you put on?"
"Betadine. It's kind of like a disinfectant that kills
the bacteria that cause infections. It's
a bit annoying, though," she said, wrapping the last layer of bandages.
"Why?"
"When it bleeds through the gauze,
people think it's dried blood or something.
Mainly from the color."
"Ah."
Suki ripped off the excess bandage,
looking satisfied with her work done on his arm. "There. You should be
fine…whenever." She got up and proceeded towards the bathroom, disposing of the
used cotton balls and alcohol pads. She
washed her hands and dried them on her shirt, not trusting when the last time
his towels were washed.
She turned the light switch back
off and climbed into bed, snuggling under the covers. Itachi again placed his hands under his head and stared up at the
ceiling. After a few moments, he turned
to face Suki, who tried to sleep by slamming her head in an already fluffy
pillow. "Oh yeah…what was with the
freaky J-Rocker look earlier?" he asked, ceasing the current pillow fluffing.
"Huh? Oh." She turned her head to face him, hugging the pillow. "I tried to scare off some of the apartment
residents. Y'know, they give me a hard
time."
"Ah. I was wondering why you wore that. It's not like you to wear makeup."
"Shut up, baka," she told him off,
again slamming her face into her pillow, fluffing it up again.
"Request granted."
At the crack of dawn a few hours
later, a loud crunch was heard. Itachi
had slammed a fist on his alarm clock, causing it to break under pressure. He groggily pushed his sheets off and sat
up, rubbing his head. After a few
minutes of "waking up," he got up off the bed and shuffled towards the
bathroom, where he took his morning shower.
He welcomed the shots of warm water
that splashed against his body, enjoying the bubbly suds from his Herbal
Essences Shampoo and Zest soap. He
watched the lather foam and snake its way down to the drain, where it spiraled
and disappeared into black holes of nothing.
Even after soaping up, he stood in the shower for an extra five minutes
doing nothing.
After almost twenty minutes of
showering, he turned the knob to shut off the water. He slid the shower door open and grabbed a towel from the rack
nearby. He wrapped the towel around his
waist and grabbed another from the rack, which he used to dry his hair
with. After his hair was as fuzzy dry
as possible, Itachi hung the towel around his neck and headed to the sink,
where he began to brush his teeth.
While brushing, he looked at his
reflection in the mirror. The scars
under his eyes were still there, and his eyes glowed red from the Sharingan
effect. His long hair hung from his
shoulders and his bangs nearly shielded his eyes from the world. "Dand I loog goot," he said, his toothbrush
and foamy toothpaste still in his mouth.
All of a sudden, he felt weight
explode on his back. "Whaddya mean you
look good?" shrieked Suki. She had
jumped on his back, forcing Itachi to carry her piggyback. With a free hand, Itachi managed to clean up
his toothbrush and rinse out his mouth.
He wiped his mouth with the towel around his neck, and then positioned
the free arm under Suki's dangling leg.
He had to get Suki off his
back. With all the energy he could
muster at six in the morning, he ran back towards the bedroom and forcefully
but playfully tossed a giggling Suki onto the bed, barely catching the towel
around his waist. "Dammit Suki! What the hell was that for?" he cried,
re-wrapping the towel around his waist.
"What? Can't I wake up properly?"
"Getting me naked is what you call
'proper'?"
"Now there's an idea…" she
smirked. She laughed when she saw the
horrified look planted on Itachi's face.
"I'm kidding. I just wanted to get
you out of the bathroom. My turn." Suki
grabbed her bathing items and strode toward the bathroom. On her way, she patted Itachi's head and
pulled the towel around his waist off from behind without even turning back to
look. Before she closed the door behind
her, she slung the towel on her shoulder triumphantly. "I need a towel."
Itachi stood cold, still letting
the humiliation sink in. "I'm bare-ass
naked and I'm freezing…Damn it all to hell with women…" He shook his head and
walked over to his closet, where he pulled out his usual shinobi outfit.
Breakfast was quiet, seeing that
Itachi was slightly upset with the day's early events. After finishing off his cereal, he dumped
his bowl and spoon in the dish-piled sink and headed toward the door, where he
slipped on his boots. Before he was
within reach of the doorknob, Suki grabbed his wrist. Her grip on his wrist tightened to the point that it could cut
off circulation, or even worse, bruise.
"What do you want now? Expecting a goodbye kiss?" he taunted.
"Hell no! What are you gonna do about your apartment? It's the city dump! Pig Sty Heaven!" she boomed. Her eyes widened at Itachi's sly smirk,
knowing exactly what he was planning.
She released her grasp on his wrist. "Oh-ho no! I am not going to clean your whole
apartment!" She shook her head angrily.
"Why don't you get your girlfriend to do it? Your cute enough to get one!"
"That's the thing. I don't have a girlfriend." He sighed,
placing a hand on her shoulder. "You
know what? You can be her." He smiled, seeing Suki give him the finger
and sticking her tongue out. "I'll be
back at seven 'PM' after my mission with Orochimaru. I expect all of the dishes washed, all of my
laundry done, and the full works." He turned to leave.
Halfway out the door, he turned to
face Suki again. "Oh, almost
forgot." He bent down and kissed her
softly on the lips. "See you tonight, koibito." He smirked as he narrowly dodged a kunai
aimed for his head. "Fuck you, Uchiha!"
"You know you want to." Bam! He grinned as he heard a satisfying slam of
the door behind him. "Damn I'm good."
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Yay! Chapter 2 DONE! The original Chapter 2 was MUCH longer than
what you just read, but I thought it had almost nothing to do with the chapter,
so I cut it off and put it in Chapter 3, which I got half done. Tackling this and my other fic over in the
Dynasty Warriors section is HELLA HARD, so bear with me when it comes to
updates. I promise, people, even more
insanity shall ensue for Itachi in the next installment of the fic.
Itachi: *readies a kunai* Curse you, Asian author…
BPK: How was that supposed to insult me?
You could have tried my signature insult, "indolent gopher."
Itachi: Shut up…
'Till next time, Ja ne!
Black Phoenix =^.~=
Chapter written while listening to: Suggestion (RED SUNS – mix) by The
Takahashi Bros. (Keisuke Takahashi – Tomokazu Seki, Ryousuke Takahashi –
Takehito Koyasu); Initial D Vocal Battle Special feat. Takahashi Bros. RED
SUNS album. (I read and wrote the
lyrics, transferring them from Hiragana, Katakana, and Kanji in a matter of
three hours…ouchies…)