Hi there people . I know you're all just so overjoyed to see that I'm back::Crowd Boo's:: Ah, Shuddup! You should be proud of me! I'm getting a B in social studies and English!

Ukimi-chan: But you're failing math…

Shut up! Now, on with the story!

Just a few quick notes: Deidara does not go "Un" or "Yeah" as that is very annoying. Also, Deidara has 2 arms, people! 2

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto because if I did…God help all who watch it.

#23: Shove a cake in his face!

"Itachi-kun," Rizu's sapphire blue eyes stared into his red ones, "Do you want any cake? I made it special for you." Itachi just glared hard at her. He still hadn't forgiven her for shaving his dolls' (Itachi: They're collectables!) heads, insisting that their hair will 'just grow back'. Rizu had tried to make it up to him but so far, nothing had worked.

"Come ooon!" Rizu whined. "Just try it!"

"Don't push your luck Rizu." Rizu pouted like a five year old before hurling the fresh baked cake into his face. That would have been funny but…

"Good Lord! There are lemon warheads in here!!!!! They buuuuuurrnnnn!!!!!"

'Hmm…I forgot about them…' She thought whilst tapping her chin, trying to remember what else she might have added in to spice it up.

"Is that a safety pin?!!??!"

"Oh, so that's what that thing was!" Ok, so maybe Rizu jazzed up the recipe a bit. OK, a lot. Her little brother, Kanaye, helped her make it. He just might have added a few drops of hot sauce. 'Oh, well. At least he won't be angry about the doll thing any more.' Keep telling yourself that Rizu…

#24: Offer him cat food for dinner!

"Ryuichi-onii-san! Yasuo! Taku! Kanaye! Kohana! Mom! Daddy! Itachi-san! Deidara-chan! Dinner is ready!" 9 people came in a rush down the stairs. Rizu's cooking was great, only her baking skills needed some (a whole freaking lot) of work. Ryuichi sat next to Yasuo who sat next to Kohana who sat next to Deidara who sat next to Rizu who sat next to Itachi who sat next to Rizu's dad who sat next to Rizu's mother who sat next to Kanaye who sat next to Ryuichi. (It's a round table.)

"I made something special for everyone!" Rizu chimed. "Ramen for Yasuo, Tacos for Kanaye, steak for Daddy, spaghetti for Taku, omelet for Mom, A salad for Kohana-chan, Play-Doh for Deidara, and cat food for Itachi!"

"What? Cat food!" Itachi exclaimed.

"Yep."

"And really, Rizu-hime, Play-Doh?" Rizu nodded at the blonde man. He heaved a sigh and leaned back. Itachi, on the other hand, would not touch the…fishy substance on his plate.

"I'm not hungry." He told her.

"Itachi-san! I made it just for you! Come on!" She whined.

"I said I'm not hungry…"

"But-"

"Rizu, Darling, if Itachi-sama doesn't want to eat it then don't make him." Deidara told her.

"But-"

"Rizu."

"Deidara."

"Rizu."

"Deidara."

"Rizu."

"Deidara."

"Rizu."

"Dei-never mind this is stupid."

"Yeah…"

"Anyways!" Itachi interjected, drawing the attention back to him, "I don't want to eat cat food. Hear that, Cat food.Not Itachi food."

"That's funny," Kanaye said, "You look like a cat to me."

"I. Hate. All. Of. You."

#25: Send him a love letter from Kakashi.

"ITACHIIII-SAAN!!!!!! I GOT YOUR MAIL FOR YOU!!!!!!!"

"Rizu-sama, I'm right here…"

"Oh, heh, heh, right…anywho, here you go." Rizu passed him a small stack of mail. Itachi rifled though them.

He got a postcard from Hidan, who was in the mist village, his dry-cleaning bill for his cloak, four death threat letters from Sasuke, and a letter with no return address. He gave it a quizzical look, though it could not see him, being an inanimate object and all. He opened it carefully. His eyes scanned the paper.

"Um…Rizu-sama…I can't read this…could you…?" Rizu nodded and pulled the sheet of paper form his hand.

"Ahem…

Dear Itachi,

I know that we are but minor acquaintances, but I feel that that fact should not stand in the way of my love for you! You are the one joy in my dreary life! My light in the darkness! I just want to hug you and squeeze you and hold you tight! I want you to be mine forever and ever and ever and always! I'll wait for you forever, Itachi-kun! I love you!!!

Love,

Hatake Kakashi."

"uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm………………………..……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………."

"Well…that was…?"

"Disgusting? Repulsive? Ghastly? Nauseating? Revolting? Horrible? Sickening? Appalling? Shocking? Sordid?" (Wow, I know a lot of synonyms for Disgusting O.O)

"Yeah, what you just said."

"And if you'll excuse me, Rizu-sama, I must go murder a certain copy-nin."

"Have fun…" Itachi then, 'poofed' away to God-knows-where. "Heh, Kakashi-baka is going to get his butt kicked all the way to Oto…"

#26: Paint pink flowers on his cloak!

"Lalala di da de di da lala la la la loo lee la de do da di di da doo!" Rizu hummed merrily. (When Rizu starts to do something merrily, it's best to vacate the area immediately.) She dipped her paintbrush back into the blob of pink on the piece of cardboard. She heard the faint sound of her window sliding up and the click as it came back down. She turned her head to face the handsome person who just came in the room.

"Hey, Itachi-san." Itachi inwardly cringed at the lack of the –kun suffix.

"Rizu-sama." He said in response. "What are you doing?"

"Painting."

"So I see." He glanced at the cardboard that held her paint, "You're using pink."

"Thank you, Captain Obvious."

"But you hate pink…"

"And the Understatement Of The Day award goes to Itachi!"

"Shut up…What are you painting, anyways?"

"Take a guess. It's black, white, and red all over."

"A penguin with sunburn? A newspaper? A skunk with a rash?" He guessed.

"Nope…I'll give you a little hint. You wear it on missions and I always take it…or set it on fire…or damage it in some other way…"

"Um…my favorite shirt?"

"You still haven't gotten over that, have you?" She asked.

"How could I? That was tragic!"

Flashback!

Rizu was whistling 'Dearest' and doing the laundry at the Akatsuki base. She did this every Thursday. The Akatsuki men were slobs, Zetsu being the only exception. She was just throwing random items of clothing into the washing machine. She was half-asleep because she was forced to stay up all night playing Go-fish with Itachi, Tobi, Kisame, and Deidara. Those four really get serious with their kiddy card games. Every time someone won, the others would call out "Rematch!" and it would start again. So, she was just dumping in the detergent when Hidan walked in and wordlessly tossed his bloody cloak at her. She put it in the machine with everything else and turned it on. When the wash was done, she took out all the cloaks. One thing was weird, though. She couldn't find Itachi's favorite white shirt. She clearly remembered putting it in there. She ruffled through the pile of clothes and cloaks until she found a terribly discolored shirt. It was an off pinkish-gray with a splash of yellow on it. Rizu muttered a swear word and swung around to close the door before anyone saw what she'd done. This only resulted in her spilling the open bottle of bleach all over the shirt, which as of then was a bluish-pinky-gray.

"Hey, Rizu-sama!" She heard Itachi's voice and cussed again. "Is my shirt…" He stared at the oddly stained piece of clothing in her hands "…Dry yet…" She smiled at held it up giggling nervously.

"Heh, heh, sorry."

End Of Flashback

"Yeah, anyways…"

"So, what is it that you're painting?"

"Promise you won't get mad?"

"No."

"Oh, well, it's your cloak." Thud. "Itachi-san?" No answer. "Come on Itachi-san. Gettup. Fine. Whatever. Be that way. I think my pink flowers look pretty!"

Okay, Okay, I know you people probably hate me now. It took me a while to write this because my sense of humor is not healthy as of lately. I hope you guys didn't hate it too much…Well, just tell me what you thought. Flames will be used to roast marshmallows. And I, for one, LOVE marshmallows. So, go ahead! Click the review button! It doesn't bite…much.

Thanks for reading!

-TeardropsOfAnAngel (Lizzy)