Ducking away from the Kisame, Orochimaru dodged a punch from Madara. Madara kept throwing punches and kicks at him and Orochimaru was barely dodging them. He was attacking at incredible speed. As soon as the snake man realized it was because of the sharingan, he found this hand to hand combat useless.

Flipping back, he was able to start a jutsu. Snakes came up from the ground and started slithering up Madara's body. The Uchiha stumbled a bit but Kisame slashed away the serpents. "Are you going to try to attack him at least?" Madara asked.

Kisame's eyes looked at Orochimaru then back at Madara with unease. "As much as I want to, he looks like Itachi so it's hard." Kisame explained. Madara glared at him then looked at Orochimaru. Though there was some distance between them, Orochimaru could see the red irises of Madara's through the small opening for the eye on the mask. He quickly looked away and dodged the attack.

"Damn it," Tobi cursed, catching Kisame's attention, "Kisame, you better start doing something otherwise this one will end up being the only Itachi alive. Remember, Itachi's somewhere else in this hideout." Kisame gripped his samehada. He was right.

Gulping, he decided just to do it. He set aside his feelings and charged towards Orochimaru. Before he could finish doing the hand signs, Kisame slashed at him and he had to pause to dodge it. He barely did since the tip of the Samehada slashed a bit of the akatsuki cloak.

Orochimaru didn't even have time to do a thing because due to Kisame's incredible strength, he was able to swing the giant sword around with ease so his Samehada came quickly towards him from the opposite side. His eyes widened and he tried to escape the attack but he didn't. The samehada swung him into the wall, breaking through it, and falling into the room next door.

He slid against the hard floor like a little kid would do when they slid on a slip-and-slide, and ended up knocking into something else, pushing it with him when he collided with the wall of the new room. Suddenly fire errupted from an unknown source barely inches from him. He looked to his side and saw Akira.

Akira looked frantically around. Standing in the room were Madara and Kisame and on the floor, injured, were two Itachis. "What the hell?" Akira asked, jumping back from the two nins who had stepped through the hole in the wall.

"I should've seen that they were." Tobi muttered behind his mask.

"What the hell are all of you--" Akira stopped mid-sentence when he saw the anger practically radiating from Kisame who was staring at the real Itachi that was beaten up to a pulp on the ground.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Kisame yelled, swinging his samehada angrily at Akira. Akira dodged them with ease thanks to his sharingan. "HOW DARE YOU!"

Water rushed towards Akira. In a blink of an eye, Akira was gone and all that was left was a log. Kisame, seeing that Akira was at least gone, rushed down to Itachi's side. He threw Orochimaru to the side, hitting Tobi on accident, and held Itachi in his arms. "Itachi." Kisame said, trembling. Blood was still gushing from most of the cuts on his body and bruises covered almost every inch of his body. No longer was his hair put up; many strands were strewn across his face.

Kisame moved the strands of hair from Itachi's beautiful face that Akira also managed to mess up. Blood dribbled from a cut that grazed his cheek. He brushed the drips away and it smeared across his cheek. If he hadn't been so naive, this woudn't have happened. If he never kissed Itachi, he'd be fine. If he never joined akatsuki, Itachi would be in a way better condition. It was his fault that this happened. All his fault. "I'm sorry." he whispered, bringing Itachi's face closer to his.

He soflty pressed his lips against Itachi's still pink, perfect lips and let them linger. He pulled away and a tear escaped his eye, dropping onto the face of his beloved weasel.

"Kisame." Tobi said, putting a hand on Kisame's shoulder, "Akira is up on ground. Go, persue him. Get revenge for what he did to Itachi. Don't worry, Itachi is tough. I know he's still alive. I'll tend to his wounds while you're gone. Now go. Be happy that I'm leaving this to you and that I'm not just going after him myself." Kisame paused for a bit then gently set Itachi back down on the ground. He just had to trust what Tobi had told him. Taking one long look at his broken weasel, he got up and rushed from the hideout.

When he got to the surface, he saw Akira jumping away. He jumped to the trees and took off after him. "AKIRA!" he roared, speeding like a demon from hell through the trees. Akira clenched his teeth and stopped. He knew he wouldn't have been able to keep up his speed if the shark would've kept on following him.

They were now standing in the clearing in the woods.

"Kisame, short time, no see." Akira greeted hautily. Kisame's teeth were clenched and he didn't say anything back. "My, my, aren't you rather pissed. Sorry about harming that murderer. My apologies. I forgot that the horrible people of this world deserve to live." He sneered.

"Shut up you bastard." he growled.

"He killed my family! I had to do it," Akira explained but stopped, chuckling a bit, "right, you don't understand so what's the use of explaining it to a beast. Just looking at you makes me sick. Maybe I should've let Itachi live. That way, he'd be devoured by you since you most likely eat the things you love. You're such a monster."

"I am not." Kisame said in response.

"Oh really? Who said that you weren't," Akira laughed, "that's right! No one did and since when did your opinion ever matter?"

"Itachi."

"What was that?"

"Itachi . . . believed that I wasn't a monster."

"Well monsters do stick together." Akira mused, smirking.

A few shurikens were thrown at Akira. He twirled to the side, showing off, to dodge them. When he looked back in front of him, Kisame was gone. "Don't you ever," Kisame said, appearing behind Akira, "call Itachi a monster!!" He slashed his sword at Akira, swinging him at the trees.