Food Play
By: Sneaky Cat
Disclaimer: Own Naruto? Heh... I wish...
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Kisaita... yes, you read that right
Warnings: OOCness, no plot, random sillyness, drabbles and suggestive uses of food.
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If there was one thing Kisame could never get used to concerning his enigmatic partner, it was the man's daily morning routine. Every day, like clockwork, Itachi would wake up, rising from bed like a zombie, before stumbling into the kitchen, to the fire or whatever they were currently using as a cooking device and pulling out some sort of highly caffeinated beverage in order to wake himself up.
For an immensely powerful S-class criminal, this was not exactly encouraging.
Some days Itachi would fix himself a cup of coffee so strong it could burn the tongue off of any sane person who dared to touch it. Not that Kisame was sane… just… cautious.
Other days, like today, the two would find themselves seated in the corner of a small village coffee stand, Itachi nursing a cup of double shot espresso and Kisame keeping an eye out for any enemies that might potentially see this.
Kisame himself would have thought the situation hilarious, but having his partner half-conscious without a good jolt of caffeine would not be any help if they ran into trouble. Akatsuki cloaks only intimidated people to a point… and there always the stupid ones…
Kisame glanced at his half-asleep partner, mouth quirking in a strange grin.
"You have foam on your lip," the shark man noted. Never drink an espresso without the foam… deadly stuff.
Itachi answered the comment with his usual deadpan, somewhat bored stare… though the half-lidded eyes didn't exactly give the same effect…
The man's tongue wound out of his mouth, licking across his upper lip to wipe away the creamy foam. He was still staring at Kisame, and the shark couldn't help but notice a glint of… challenge in his partner's eyes.
He also found himself wondering just where else Itachi could put that tongue to use…
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evil, evil grin
