"Ow, my head hurts," Miiri opened her eyes slowly and noticed she was still in the forest, "Where am I?", she was raining now, and most likely tried to walk, but she noticed she was tied to a tree, "Why am I tied to a tree ?"

Miiri also noticed two tents several feet away and Itachi sitting nearby on the grass under the tree. Miiri still had the memory of what had happened in the forest, and Kisame was still knocked out.

She put her foot back as far as she could and gathered as much chakra as she could and…kicked Itachi on his back!

Itachi turned around, "Damnit, you tied me to a tree, Itachi, a tree!", Miiri glared at him.

Itachi walked over to Miiri, making the distance between them only a few inches. Miiri felt her face grow warm and looked down. He asked, "Are you afraid of storms?", in his monotone, cool voice.

Miiri looked up, pretty ticked off at that question, "No," she replied, her eyebrows furrowing into an angry look. I am NOT afraid of storms! They're my most favorite thing! …Almost.

Itachi nodded, as if pondering this. He stood by her for a while before saying something again, "No one's ever knocked out Kisame less a 17 year old."

Miiri couldn't believe how angry this guy could make someone, but kept her cool, "What's wrong with me being a 17 year old? You are! Besides, I'm notthe one who killed off my CLAN!"

Itachi nodded again, "Why were you following us?"

"Did you tie me up here to interrogate me?"

"Pretty much."

"If I answer your question will you untie me?"

"No."

"No?"

"No."

"Fine." Miiri just stared somewhat angrily at Itachi, "Then maybe I won't answer your question."

Itachi shrugged and resumed sitting down by the tree.

After an hour or two, Miiri asked itachi a completley unrelated question, "Did you kill your clan because they ruined your hair?"

"What?", Itachi turned around, confused.

"Your hair. Did you kill your clan because they ruined your hair?"

Itachi laughed an evil laugh, and walked close to Miiri again, "And why would you think that?", he asked, amused.

She pondered the question for a moment, but she had no particular reason for asking it, "I don't know…."

Miiri closed her eyes, not wishing to look into the blood-red sharingans. The world was fairly silent, she could only hear the pitter-patter of the soft falling rain and her and Itachi's breathing.

Miiri suddenly felt breath on her eyes popped open, "What's your name?", Itachi almost cooed.

"Why do you care?", She knew better than to tell Itachi what her real name was, although she did like him….

Itachi pulled his head away from her ear, but stepped closer to Miiri, making the distance between them only an inch.

Miiri knew she would be blushing like crazy, and she could feel her heartbeat quicken. "Are you scared Miiri-chan?"

How does he know my name? , Miiri was somewhat scared, but, never show your enemy you're shook her head.

"Are you sure? You're shaking Miiri," Itachi said with mock concern. Miiri just then noticed that she was shook her head furiously, "Stop moving," Itachi held her head in place.

"What are you doing?", Miiri was actually scared now, what was he going to do?

Itachi did something really unexpected then, he leaned in closer, and put his hands on Miiri's neck and hips, "What are you doing?!", Miiri asked again.

"Be quiet," was all Itachi said before he kissed Miiri on her lips. Miiri was shocked, she knew she should do something but, she was in a pulled away only a half inch and whispered, "Part your lips." Miiri did as instructed and Itachi closed the distance again.

This time, his tongue tangled with hers, Miiri leaned into Itachi and closed her eyes this time, actually enjoying this. It seemed as if everything dissolved away, and they were all that was left. And, it wasn't like a psycho, rapist, murderer, I'm-gonna-kill-you kiss, it was more of a sweet, true love kiss.

A few flicks of rain seeped through the leaves in the trees, but nothing mattered let herself melt into the Uchicha's soft touch, altough she wasn't sure why he was doing this. Her fishnetted hands relaxed from the fists she was holding earlier.

It seemed to last forever, but eventually Itachi pulled expression hadn't changed, as if nothing had then walked back to the tents to, most likely, shake Kisame awake.

Miiri, at that moment, started to realize what had just happened. She shook her head in shock, "I still need to get out of here….", she whispered to herself, jumping back to reality.