Yeah, this is just something I wrote partially for Tobi, but mostly for Kisame, because he doesn't get nearly enough love. Also, Tobi is way more childish than the way I usually write him. So enjoy!

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I kissed him softly at first, gauging his reaction, which was to freeze and start hyperventilating. I pulled away and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"What did I say about freaking out?" I asked admonishingly.

He hung his head apologetically. "To not to…" he answered meekly, looking down and letting his shaggy black hair partially obscure his sallow, scarred visage.

"Good boy, Tobi!" I praised him, and he perked up a bit, his single crimson eye flicking up at me hopefully.

"Ready to try again?" I pressed, edging my face closer to his.

He gulped. "A-alright, Kat-chan… Tobi is ready, he thinks…"

He wasn't though. I hadn't even touched my lips to his yet when he started giggling nervously. Typical Tobi.

I sighed in frustration and ran one hand through my long hair, sitting back on my heels and increasing the distance between us once more. Taking advantage, he flipped his mask back down.

"Seriously, Tobi?" I inquired in an exasperated tone. "It's just a kiss. It's not lke we're having sex – "

Suddenly remembering who I was speaking to, I clamped my mouth shut and quit talking. But the damage was done. As soon as the s-word hit his ears Tobi toppled backwards and started rolling around, giggling nervously.

"Alright, that's it!" I exclaimed, getting to my feet. I opened the closet door and allowed the child-like ninja to tumble out like a roly-poly pillbug. Sticking my head out, I watched him roll away with my eyebrow raised before looking up at the guys, who were watching Tobi with amusement.

"Yo, Kisame," I snapped, gaining the blue shark man's attention. "Get your tailfin over here. Tobi ain't mature enough for this game."

The ex-Mist ninja's face split into a Halloween-esque grin and he lumbered over to join me in the closet.

No sooner had I closed the door and killed the lights than he had me pinned to the wall with his body, his huge hands resting on the wall on either side of my head. His sharp teeth were inches from my lips as he chuckled.

"Ke-ke-ke, Tobi couldn't handle a little heat, huh?"

I laughed softly and draped my arms around his broad blue shoulders.

"Nope." I laughed. 'He's much too childish. You're by far more mature than him, right Kisa-sama?"

He growled low in his throat, dipping his head to lightly nip my collarbone.

"Rrrr… You have no idea how much I love it when you call me 'sama', koibito… It drives me absolutely wild…" I groaned slightly as his fangs pierced my skin and his warm wet tongue dabbed at my blood. Unable to control myself, I grabbed his head, tangling my fingers in his spiky blue hair, and wrenched his head up so I could press my lips to his feverishly. He reciprocated just as passionately, sliding his tongue into my mouth and forcing me to taste my own blood. I moaned again and tried to deepen the kiss, but he pulled away with a soft chuckle, resting his forehead against mine.

"Easy now, koibito," he said with his deep gravelly voice, his hot breath tickling my nose. "We have seven whole minutes, after all. Let's take it slow for now."

He looped his large hands around my waist, tugging me close as he began to kiss me again, slowly and methodically moving his lips against mine. It was almost hypnotizing, like being kissed to sleep. I knew Kisame didn't have much experience with women due to his appearance, but damn he was such an amazing kisser. He knew exactly where to touch, to kiss, how much to use his tongue or his teeth…

Oh kami, now that tongue was sliding over mine, flicking teasingly against the roof of my mouth and sending a shiver of ecstasy down my spine. He chuckled against my mouth as he felt me shudder, the chuckle trailing into a soft groan as I retaliated by sucking on his skillful tongue, caressing it with my own. I pulled away just a bit so that our lips were barely touching, letting mine flutter against his teasingly. He sighed, letting his warm breath mingle with mine, tilting his head to trail small pecks down my throat and back up, driving me insane with just his clever mouth.

Things were starting to heat up more; his big hands were tugging my hips flush against his, while mine slid under his shirt to trace the hard planes of his chest. Our breathing was speeding up; our bodies writhing against one another as I all but ripped his shirt off and leaned in to lavish his chest with kisses. His hands fumbled with the top buttons of my shirt and started sliding it off at the same time…

When suddenly, the door we had been leaning on burst open, causing us to tumble out into the living room in a tangle of limbs and half-removed clothes.

"Oi, your seven minutes were up ages ago, hmm!"

I glared up at the effeminate blonde man who had so rudely interrupted, who stood above us with one hand on his hip, the other on the door knob, and a frown on his pretty face.

"Shove off, Dei-chan," I growled, clutching my shirt closed as I got to my feet. "Game's over, so I'll be in my bunk with fishboy."

I ignored his protests as I grabbed the huge blue man's hand and dragged him across the room toward my room and my waiting bed. Before I could make it two steps he stopped, and as I turned to look at him in confusion he scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder. I squealed and dug my nails into his back as I tried to balance and I felt his chest rumble with laughter as we headed for his room instead.

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Yeah I know, terribly weak ending, but I had no idea how else to end it :/