A/N: Um… yeah. Here's the next one- the OOC Itachi (He's OOC on purpose, by the way) centered one that just couldn't stay out of my head when I thought of this quote.

Important! Please Read or you'll be confused!

This one is focused on insanity, so what Itachi is thinking/seeing will be in normal writing while what's really happening will be in italics.

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"I do not suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it"

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Itachi entered his warm apartment to the smell of a fresh, home cooked dinner. His wife was currently setting the table, putting every utensil in its correct place. He smiled at the scene and pulled of his coat, sitting down at the empty seat at the head of the table; reserved just for him. His kids bounded down the stairs and into their respective seats, smiles and warm greetings directed at him. He smiled back and piled food on his plate, taking it as it was being served.

Itachi walked into the cave that was his current hide out, just outside of the Fire Country's border. Shaking off the rain water that had accumulated on him he took off his coat and sat down on a large rock that served as a chair. Grunting a greeting to Itachi, Kisame continued cooking dinner, throwing a plastic bowl at his companion. They both filled their plates with rice and noodles, undercooked and just barely edible.

After dinner Itachi resigned to his bed, relaxing against the soft, pillowy mattress that seemed to fit his body perfectly. Giving a contented sigh, he felt the bed dip away from him when his wife slipped under the covers and wrapped her arms around his waist. They greeted each other with a kiss before turning over and falling asleep, perfectly comfortable in their warm and friendly home.

Holding down the food as best he could, Itachi went further back into the cave and away from the dying fire. Pulling his still damp coat from the rock it had been resting on, he laid it out beneath him and turned to lay down on it, the only thing protecting him from the cold hard floor. Grunting when his head hit a rock, he saw Kisame chuck his coat underneath himself near the fire and nod off to sleep, snoring loudly. Itachi ignored the wild howling of rabid animals just outside the makeshift home and smirked to himself, letting his mind drift to the perfect picture that he had formed in his mind, no matter how unrealistic it was. Sighing as he shifted positions, his mind could see nothing but his beautiful wife and their comfortable home. No Kisame, no cave, no wild animals, and Itachi couldn't help but smirk to himself; whoever said that insanity was a disease was clearly insane.

A/N: Yup, that's all for this one… not much to say… hope you liked it.