Kisame knew he had been right the moment he encountered the youngest Uchiha. He sure was a spitfire; he was an Uchiha after all. He stared at his partner's face and his eyes widened. Itachi's lips hadn't moved (Itachi didn't- couldn't smile) but his pitch black eyes had lightened. Kisame at once found himself reevaluating all he'd ever guessed about Uchiha Itachi. Being his parrtner and all, he had thought he'd known the Uchiha. He was so wrong it was embarrassing. After all those long stake outs in the middle of god knows where, Kisame had failed to realize one piece of crucial importance; prodigy Itachi Uchiha had feelings. But then he blinked. Itachi's face would freeze even hell over and his tone was so icy the air around them thinned. Now that was the Itachi he knew and feared. Kisami let out a sigh as the world righted itself once more.
~Fin