They both turned to face each other. Just thinking about what would happen in a few seconds made Kisame's cheeks get warmer. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around his partner's small frame while Itachi put his hands on Kisame's broad shoulders. It took a while to register in Kisame's mind that he actually was holding Itachi. He's so perfect.Kisame was looking straight into the onyx eyes that never looked so beautiful. Itachi's head tilted up a bit and Kisame leaned in closer. Both closed their eyes slowly, knowing what would come next.
As soon as their lips met, a surge of pleasure ran through Kisame. Oh did it feel so good to have his lips pressed against the soft, warm lips of the Uchiha. Kisame felt the tips of Itachi's hair and was tempted to take out his hair tie and let his marvelous hair go free.
The feeling inside of both of them was odd to them.
Itachi had thought that the kiss was going to be just a insignificant kiss; something that was going to make him want it to end quick and one that would not be pleasurable but he was wrong. He enjoyed it. It may have been only a few seconds but it was perfect. He wanted more but as soon as he accepted that he was enjoying it, they pulled away.
There was jeering laughter and a whistle (in which they had no idea who had done it). Both of their faces became redder than before they had the kiss. Itachi took one more look into Kisame's eyes and he stared for a few seconds before a comment was made, "I bet you liked that Uchiha!" Hidan laughed. Itachi looked away from Kisame and then left, leaving down the right hallway. Kisame didn't know whether or not he should've followed him but he knew one thing, he didn't want to play the game anymore. He left his seat and exited, going down the left hallway, deciding to give Itachi some space.
Itachi turned down a familiar hallway and was rushing to the door at the end. He knew Madara would definitely get his mind off of things and piss him off enough to make the strange feelings that were currently bubbling inside of him go away. He tried to turn the knob but it didn't budge. He knocked twice on the door but no answer came from inside. Dammit Madara, the one time I need you . . .
Itachi turned back around, he had decided to take this from a different approach.
Kisame laid on his bed, staring up at the ceiling while thinking about the recent event. About how good it felt. About how right it was to have Itachi in his arms, pressing his lips against his. It was the best kiss he had received from anyone. Kisame laughed in his mind. It was my first kiss.
His thoughts were interrupted by the door opening. Kisame sat up and was surprised to see Itachi standing in the doorway. Itachi walked in and sat next to him, leaning against him. "I-I'm sorry. . . Itachi." Kisame apologized.
"Hn." Itachi replied. Itachi had known that it wasn't entirely the blue man's fault. For one, he did agree to play and two, he was the one that got Hidan ticked off in the first place. It wasn't at all Kisame's fault.
After a few minutes of an awkward silence, Itachi wondered why he wanted to go to Kisame. He should've known this was going to happen. Especially since they had just kissed a few minutes ago.
He thanked God as he remembered that they still needed to search that night. He got to his feet and started to walk towards the door. "Come. We need to finish our mission. They won't be getting info on themselves on their own." Itachi told Kisame. Kisame got up from the bed, strapped on his Samehada and followed after Itachi.
The night air was cool and it was dark out. Akira had also came out to gather information but just as the last time, the only person who got info was Akira. Itachi wondered why they hadn't seen them, even after the second time.
Akira scampered back to their hidden hideout and found Orochimaru sitting in a chair, dozing off. "Hey, old pedo," Orochimaru's eyes opened, "nothing has changed since last time . . . well, except they didn't talk at all which was very odd since they talked a lot during the last time. Anyways, am I done yet?"
"I guess so my boy." Orochimaru got up from the chair. "Now follow my instructions carefully, I will not repeat myself." Orochimaru stated as he got ready to tell Akira his plan. After hearing all the details, Akira smirked.
"Perfect."
Around 10 o'clock was when the two got back. "There's got to be some other way of trying to seek them out." Kisame complained, plopping down on one of the couches. Itachi did the same.
"Well I can't think of anything." Itachi replied. They both sat there and thought but for some reason, the same thing kept popping into Itachi's mind that wouldn't get out of it since that dare. He couldn't stop thinking about Kisame. He looked over at Kisame with admiration.
Feeling like he was being watched, Kisame looked over at Itachi who was staring at him intently. Kisame gazed into the younger man's eyes. Itachi wasn't glaring he was actually staring softly at him. There were two possible reasons why Itachi was acting this way: one of them was that he was just going along with the dare, accepting that he had no choice but to act this way or the other reason could've been that Itachi actually wanted to stare into his eyes. Kisame laughed in his mind. Who would want to stare into my inhuman eyes?
Itachi seemed to get closer to him on the couch and Kisame didn't mind. He actually felt himself getting closer as well. As soon as it hit Kisame what they were about to do, it happened. Their lips met for the second time that night. The sensation that it gave him was wonderful; better than the first. He wanted more so he prolonged the kiss, not really thinking if the Uchiha would actually want to. Itachi didn't do a thing, he just played along. Before he knew it, Kisame's tongue was asking permission into Itachi's mouth as he pulled the Uchiha closer to his body. Itachi let him in. When they pulled away for air, both had shocked looks on their placid faces.
"Damn . . ." Konan said. Kisame and Itachi jumped when they heard her voice. How long had she been there? Did she know that that wasn't for the dare but that was for their pleasure? Both of their faces were flushed. "Continue." She urged, leaning against the wall. Kisame and Itachi just sat there like statues, not moving. They were too embarrassed to move. Konan sighed and began to walk away; she knew she wasn't going to get anymore action out of them.
As soon as she left, Itachi stood up and began to walk away. "Wait . . .!" Kisame said but Itachi didn't listen, he just kept on walking. Kisame's gaze went down to the floor. He didn't know if the kiss was a good or bad thing for their developing relationship but he knew one thing. That was the best kiss he had received from anybody.
So many thoughts rushed through Itachi's mind. Why did I do that?! How could I have done that in the first place! I can't like him! I need to get my mind off of this soon otherwise I will give in to these feelings that are building up inside of me. Itachi thought, rushing to his room. He spent about fifteen minutes searching for it but he couldn't remember where it was, he had never been there. Sighing, he decided to just head for Kisame's room or his and Kisame's room rather.
When he opened the door, he didn't even think if Kisame would've thought of going in there. Kisame jumped up from his bed when he saw Itachi standing in the doorway. Oh crap. Oh crap. Oh crap. This is not what I intended. It's too soon! I can't face him now! This is different than the last time; this time, we didn't act on orders! Itachi slowly walked backwards and shut the door. Kisame fell back onto his bed, sighing. His heart had skipped a beat when Itachi opened the door.
Outside the door was Itachi breathing heavily. He was so shocked to see Kisame that it was hard to breathe. As soon as he felt a bit better, Itachi began to walk to Pein's office, he'd have to ask him where his room was. It'd be a bit awkward but there was no other way.
"Itachi, why are you coming to visit me?" Pein asked the moment that Itachi stepped in. Itachi stared down at the ground.
"I don't know where my room is . . ." He muttered.
Pein gave him a confused look. "Why don't you just ask Kisame?"
"No." Itachi said, blushing. Pein's eyebrows rose.
"What happened between you and him?"
"N-nothing."
"Itachi . . . you can tell me anything. I am your leader but I can be your friend." Pein said, wondering what could've happened. Great, a doctor Phil. Itachi thought to himself. Of course, a person he could talk about this stuff would be nice . . .
"I-If you promise not to tell anyone."
"Everything said in this office is confidential." Pein explained. Itachi sighed, this would be hard. "Have a seat." Pein offered. Itachi sat down. Time to explain.
After telling Pein everything, Pein was shocked. Itachi blushed more, feeling embarrassed. "O-Oh! Don't feel embarrassed! It's okay. I'm sorry I just didn't expect to hear that." Pein said sheepishly.
"W-what should I do?"
"Um . . . Did you tell Madara yet?" Pein asked. Itachi shook his head.
"I don't even want to know what he would say about this."
If it were me, I wouldn't want to know what he would say either, Pein thought to himself. "Well . . . if you really want to know, I think that you should tell Kisame. Y'know . . . about you liking him and all. I mean, in my opinion, he sounds like he really likes you too." Itachi's face turned redder. Pein smiled. "You can do it." He reassured the weasel. Itachi nodded weakly and got up. He walked to the door and paused.
". . . Are you sure?" Itachi asked, turning back around.
"Yes." Pein replied to boost Itachi's self esteem. Itachi nodded again and then he left. Slowly he made his way down the corridor, butterflies flying around in his stomach frantically. For the first time, he was actually nervous.
