A/N: Well you may be wondering that Itachi and Ayame are an odd pairing. But this is a crack fic with crack pairingsfor my friend and author Zanisha! (It was on a dare >.>) Anyway, these crack fics with the unlikely pairings aren't gonna be too long. I'm not thinking of dragging on the stories too much. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this ItachixAyame fic while it lasts!


Ayame stood over a pot of boiling water inside the Ichiraku Ramen stand in Konoha. Brushing a strand of black hair out of her eyes with one hand, she dunked a ball of noodles into the water and swished it around with a pair of chopsticks.

As she waited for the noodles to cook, she leaned backwards on the counter staring out into the streets of Konoha and sighed.

It's not as if I regret this life. Sure cooking ramen everyday gets repetitive, but at least I don't have to risk my life out on the battlefield. But, is this what I truly want?

The "ramen girl" as she was widely known as turned off the element under the pot of water and slid the noodles into a bowl. Carefully, she ladled broth over the noodles and added the toppings before handing it to a hungry customer.

Looking out into the streets, she saw Konohamaru running with Moegi and Udon trailing after him. Watching the three Academy students streak past brought back memories of her childhood.

Flashback

"Taiki Hiroshi!"

An energetic looking boy in the back of the classroom stood up and raised his hand. "Here!"

"Uchiha Itachi!"

The young Uchiha prodigy raised his hand slowly and replied in a bored voice, "Here."

Ayame sat near the front and glanced back at the Uchiha in the back row. He was the youngest genius ever to grace the halls of the Academy at the age of 7. Many of the students looked at him with envy, others with fear. She didn't blame those who looked upon him with fear, for he was indeed intimidating.

The instructor interrupted her thoughts. "Now instead of our first lecture today, I tweaked the schedule so we could have some more outdoor training today. So it's off to the training yard!" The class simultaneously cheered and began to file out of the classroom.

Outside, the sun shone down on the group of kids as they waited to be paired with partner for the day's practice.

"Ok, next pair we'll have is Itachi and Ayame."

Ayame gulped nervously. Why do I have to be paired with him of all people? It's not like I'm afraid of him or anything, but he makes me all jittery!

The young kunoichi did have to admit that she did have a little crush on Itachi. But then again, who wouldn't? He was after all incredibly strong and intelligent.

Some of the girls standing in line gave her envious glares. It appeared that she wasn't the only one to have a crush on the Uchiha.

Meanwhile, Itachi was having his own thoughts about being paired up with Ayame. Well it's not as bad as it seems I suppose. At least I don't have to be paired with one of my fangirls.

The partners stepped out of line and walked over to their designated spot on the yard to being training.

As they faced each other and pulled out a kunai, Itachi smirked. "I hope you're ready to lose."

Ayame tried to look brave as she took her battle stance and replied, "Don't be too confident Uchiha-kun."

While the kunoichi knew that she was absolutely going to lose by charging towards him head on, she did have a few tricks up her sleeve. Reaching into the pouch around her leg, she drew out a smoke bomb and threw it on the ground. It exploded in a plume of dark blue smoke and spread out in a five-foot radius.

Itachi widened his eyes a little in surprise. Well I didn't expect that. He recovered quickly and looked around him for any sign of his opponent.

He heard a faint whistle of a shuriken being thrown behind him and dodged to the right. Unfortunately, he hadn't been quick enough and the sharp edged star nicked his cheek as it flew past drawing a few drops of blood.

Now knowing where Ayame was, he used the remaining smoke to his advantage and dashed behind her holding his Kunai to her neck.

The instructor's voice could be heard through the smoke as it disappeared. "Good job Uchiha. Now everyone, back inside."

The black haired kunoichi sighed in defeat as Itachi drew the kunai away from her neck and tucked in back into the pouch. Managing to force a small smile on her face, Ayame turned towards him. "Good fight Uchiha-kun."

Itachi ignored what she had just said and walked past her heading towards the doors leading into the Academy.

What a jerk!

Ayame ran ahead of him and caught up to her friends. But as she neared the doors, she paused to shake out some dirt from her sandals. As she concentrated on keeping her balance she heard a faint voice whisper in her ear.

"I'm surprised that you were able to injure me at all. Maybe you aren't as weak as I thought Ayame. I'll see you around later."

The kunoichi looked up in surprise and saw Itachi stick his hands in his pockets and stalk off. Losing her balance she toppled over and landed hard on her rear end. Wincing at the pain, she watched Itachi walk into the doors of the Academy still in shock at his words.

Did I just hear a rare compliment from Itachi? Or was he just being sarcastic? And wait, did he also call me by my first name?

Thoughts swirled in her head as she stood up placing her foot back into the sandal and scurried back into the Academy.

End Flashback

Now the ramen girl snapped back into reality as Naruto came bounding into the Ichiraku stand bellowing at the top of his lungs, "I'm hungry! I want some ramen!"

Is that his whole vocabulary? Ayame smiled to herself as she began to prepare all the ingredients for Naruto's meal; knowing that if she wasn't careful, the young genin might eat everything in the restaurant.


A/N: Well I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of "The Weasel and the Iris"! If you would like to request a short little fic with your own crack pairing (It can be any anime, hopefully on I've watched! ") send me an email!

Also, thanks to Zanisha for helping me com up with a title and summary! Since I suck at them! >.>. Joo R0xors! hands her a platter piled high with chocolate chip cookies