Aniki Loves Otouto loves Jinchuuriki
AN: Again, I'm sorry its short! I'm just trying to space them out evenly between breaks until I get some more chapters out of my imagination. Its not working!
Closer and closer came the sounds of wood snapping. Finally, they began to see the treetops being broken to the sides. Screams of anger were heard with ever shatter of bark. Before long, they saw the cloak.
"Itachi…?" Zetsu murmured. Finally approaching them, they saw Itachi standing there soaked in blood from punching and kicking trees to destruction. He was gasping for breath, staring at every one of the other members standing in battle stance. His cheeks were stained with tears.
"No one… touch me." He said in a tone like death as he collapsed right in front of them.
"Oh my god…" Sasori said blankly.
"Itachi-kun!" Kisame cried, rushing toward his partner. Konan walked up cautiously, eyeing Itachi and assessing damage. Itachi had blood dripping on his face and in his hair from a deep gash on his forehead near his hairline. There were splinters all along his hands and legs that Kisame had exposed by pulling his cloak and pant legs up above the wounds.
"Itachi, why did you do this to yourself?" Konan sighed.
"Lets worry about fixing him before we worry about why he did this!" Kisame scolded.
"He's not broken, Kisame!" Konan retorted.
"Well he looks broken to me!" Kisame justified.
"Ugh, just get him inside, un." Deidara said, appearing at Konan's side.
Kisame gently picked his partner up off of the wet ground, carrying him into his room then placed him carefully in the middle of the floor. Sasori, Konan, and Deidara were the only ones who followed him into the room.
"Sasori, we need some of your healing ink." Kisame told the red haired boy to his left. Looking at Konan, Kisame asked,
"Is there some sort of jutsu you can come up with to take all of the splinters out of his skin?"
"Why ask me?" Konan inquired.
"Well, paper is made out of wood, right?"
"True." Konan thought for a minute about how she could go about this. "Okay, I have an idea, but you need to leave. This is going to be difficult." Konan warned Kisame.
"Okay, good luck." Kisame encouraged.
As he shut the door, Konan lifted her hands into a jutsu sign. Summoning the wood pieces would be hard, but she could try. Focusing her chakra, she turned into confetti-sized pieces of chakra charged paper, forming one huge 2D pixel-like Konan.
"Sakuhen no jutsu!" she called out. Millions of pieces of wood came flying at her. She then made all of the paper forming a 2D chakra image of her drop to the floor, missing all of the flying wood covered in blood.
"Oww!" could be heard in two unison voices outside the door. After 'collecting' herself, she stepped out into the hall.
"Why did you open the door, you baka?! Didn't I warn you?" She reprimanded, picking out a splinter from Kisame's face.
"What ever you just did, Konan, was the coolest thing I've ever seen, un." Deidara said wide-eyed next to Kisame, with a few splinters sticking out of his forehead.
"Thanks, now worry more about him, than my jutsu?" Konan reminded, humbly.
"Right." Kisame said.
Vials of different concoctions could be heard clinking around from Sasori's room.
"Found it!" Sasori finally called from down the hall. He came back to the small group, black liquid filled vial in hand.
"What'd I miss?" He said, peering into the room at Itachi's bloody body and wood chips lying on the ground.
"Only the coolest jutsu ever!" Kisame and Deidara said.
"Go." Konan said, shoving Sasori into Itachi's room. A distinct 'Hmph' could be heard as a response. Kneeling, he pored a few drops of the ink onto his hands, taking one of Itachi's hands into his. The ink immediately sunk into Itachi's wounds, sealing them with no scars visible. He did this delicately to the other hand as well as Itachi's legs and slender feet. Finally, Sasori dripped the poison-like substance from the vial into Itachi's head wound. The gash too, immediately closed.
"Damn, I don't know what he puts in that stuff…" Konan softly remarked to Deidara on her right and Kisame on her left. They were always amazed at the work Sasori did with his poisons, and such.
Sasori carefully undressed Itachi down to his boxers, gently placing him on his bed to rest until he regained his chakra. Finally, with Itachi taken care of, they shut his door and went back to bed, themselves.
AN: 'Sakuhen' is Japanese for 'shard', by the way. Review and I'll love you!