Operation Red Moon
By: Sneaky Cat
Disclaimer: Seriously now... I wouldn't have nearly as much fun messing with the characters if I owned them... Ok, so I lied... but still... Don't own.
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: KisaitaKisa (a.k.a. Kisame/Itachi)
Warnings: Some OOCness, sillyness, Akatsuki members, and shonen-ai... and yet more suggestive jokes.
Notes: These drabbles are the result of a series of challenges sent to me by a very tweaked out Clever Audrey. I am so proud of myself.
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"Achoo!"
Kotetsu shook his head to clear it of the sudden sneeze as his partner looked on in amusement.
"If you keep that up you might manage to blow your eyes through your nose," Izumo commented. Kotetsu shot a glare back at him.
"I feel like we're being watched," he answered indignantly.
"And your nose is a radar for spies…" Izumo rolled his eyes and returned to flipping through the old file on his desk. By direction of Shizune (sadistic woman that she was) the two had been set to going through old ANBU files, sorting through those that were now obsolete and those that were still of some use. This particular file gave Izumo the willies every time he had to go through it.
Another sneeze.
"Are you sure you're not sick? Kotetsu nodded in reply.
Another roll of the eyes.
"Let's just get this done with…"
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Above these two diligent workers, on the roof of the Hokage's office, a pair of extremely confused Akatsuki members sat watching.
"Hey…" Kisame pointed downwards, his face drawn in what could only be bewilderment. "Weren't we supposed to be in this drabble?"
Itachi only shrugged.
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Happy April Fools Day :P