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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It didn't take much effort to figure out what Itachi's favorite color was. All a person had to do was watch the man during a fight as his eyes spun wildly at the sight of splashing blood.
Red.
Red like his eyes. Red like the clouds dotting their cloaks. Red like blood.
Itachi loved the color red.
So it wasn't much of a surprise when, one mild day, Kisame had decided to introduce Itachi to one of the rarer fruits of Water country, that the man had taken a liking to them immediately.
The scarlet juice covering the small seeds dyed their hands much like blood, though blood was quite a bit easier to wash off. Pomegranate juice took days to get rid of and the seeds were not exactly easy pick out of the thick skin.
It was worth it though, for the small crimson treat.
Not only were the fruits sweet but the dark seeds were covered by incredibly alluring crimson flesh.
At first Itachi had been merely attracted to the novelty, then to the color. Now, he would even border on admitting that the fruits were among his favorite foods.
It figured that Itachi's favorite fruit would be the same color as blood.
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Mmmm... pomegranate...