DON'T OWN. Hell I don't' even own the rule this plot is for.

11. Flirting with Uchihas will not get them to remove the handcuffs.

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Itachi wasn't quite sure exactly what had happened. It had all happened so fast that even with his chunin trained eyes, he really couldn't make any sense of it at all. That and it was so bizarre he wasn't sure what think of it.

He knew that it was vandalism, but never had he encountered such an unusual situation as this one presented. Not in all of his 238 missions.

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Izumo sneered and sneered hard. How dare that slobbering fool even think that pushing him to the ground and throwing his dish and fork at him! The mighty CUTE BUNNY does not tolerate disrespect from anyone!

Now the dish he could handle, maybe, but the FORK? That was certainly uncalled for. He wasn't even the one that had messed up the man's order of no mushrooms. That was the cook's fault, because he had written down that specific instruction on his note-pad.

He was the best waiter in this restaurant, not cook, and he didn't get paid minimum, wage just to have a FORK thrown at him. No-sir-ee he was to be respected and feared for his awesome ninja-waiter skillz! He was l337 damn it!

Glaring hotly at the ping-pong paddle retreating down the street, Izumo clenched his fists. Revenge would be his. It was only a matter of time.

Time and extensive planning.

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Now Izumo wasn't someone that regularly shouted random profanities in the middle of the street,-seeing as he was the responsible one, so when Iruka encountered this highly irregular sight, he decided that helping his friend was a better way of spending his time then making exploding tags on top of the newly established tea-house. Fer sure.

Of course the most he got out of the enraged teen was "Uchiha…AGH!...fork, and and and and…REVENGE!"

An exclamation that managed to echo its way around the corner and into the ear of an infant Sasuke who was drooling on his mother's shoulder and staring at the bright red tomatoes being bought for tonight's supper. He burbled quietly blowing some spit bubbles and finished with a happy gurggle of "we-vend!" As his mother was haggling with the proprietor, no one ever knew that the youngest Uchiha's first word was "revenge," not "brother."

But, the two teens conspiring around the corner didn't know what destiny they had set in motion, nor the consequences of that not so innocent rage. It took about ten minutes max for them to draw out a rough idea of retribution for their target. There was to be a reckoning tonight.

The "rough idea" brought Itachi to his current state of bewilderment, and lack of loquaciousness. What in the world, were two genin doing to his lawn? Maybe he was just over worked? His brain going into overdrive and causing him to hallucinate? Not likely he decided, dropping down in front of the two startled teens and cuffing them. A task that was really much too easy even if they were genin. Why were they looking at him like that? And more importantly, what were they doing to my lawn?

Iruka had applauded his genius mind when he'd thought up this particular scheme. It was simple and eloquent, and when their target saw it, they'd know it was for them, while everyone else would wonder what the hell is going on?.

So maybe the market was fresh out of mushrooms…and, perhaps some restaurants were a little short of forks, but so what? This was to alleviate his affliction of boredom, and everyone appreciated when tea shops didn't blow up. Right? OH, and this was also for Izumo. No one treated Izumo like that and got away with it. Unless it was someone on their team. And even then…horrible things happened. But, as an angel dropped from the sky in front of him, Iruka's reasons seemed inconsequential, as he became enraptured by blazing red eyes and long flowing black hair.

From the look of it, Izumo was also enthralled, and who could help themselves from drooling over this…this…this visage of…of…hotness! For lack of any better word. The mushrooms had been planted, and most of the forks were already gleaming in the moonlight, stuck upright, tongs arching up into…anyone who wasn't watching their step. They were done anyway, why not follow this elegant vision wherever he lead?

Sighing, the genin followed Itachi with minimal strife, gazing at his back dreamily. The glazed look in their eyes was starting to alarm Itachi, who was, for all purposes, just as paranoid as Kakashi, and he was concerned that they had been taken over by an enemy jutsu, though the purpose of vandalizing the Uchiha property, Itachi couldn't fathom, but he had a lot to learn anyway. Concern mounting with every second of silence, the estranged Uchiha almost jumped as Izumo spoke, "Are you and angel come from heaven, sent to lead me to the pearly gates of paradise?"

Itachi had been called many things in his life, but angel was not one of them. Devil? Sure. Brat? Why not. Murderer? Of course. The list went on, but weird continued its stroll into bizarre, as the other latched onto his arm, staring up at him, "Please marry me and let me have your babies!" He shifted uneasily at the invasion of space, and grew visibly alarmed as his other arm was rendered useless. Despite the lack of bloodlust and malicious intent, Itachi could feel himself breaking out in a cold sweat. What was wrong with these two? "I'll love you forever if you just become mine…or you could keep me, it doesn't matter either way." Tensing, Itachi racked his brain for the correct social reaction for this type of human interaction, but came up dry.

Luckily for him, Hatake caught a glimpse of him, and afraid that a fellow shinobi was being swarmed by enemies, rescued the poor confused Uchiha from his embarrassing predicament. "No! Don't take us away from the presence of our ANGEL! We won't survive the separation!"

Later that night, Kakashi started his report with "I found them in the middle of the street, flirting on Itachi Uchiha, who had them in handcuffs…" That was really all his superior needed to hear to figure their little plot out.

Inside their cell, the two team mates lamented over the loss of their red eyed, black haired angel.

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Yeah…Itachi's hot…or so I've been told. =_= im not really a fan of his, but i thought he deserved a little love XD

-newmoongirl