AN:

JK: Annnnd, I live. I'll give you a heads-up when a chapter has spanking in it. Don't worry. This is a writer's block story, and it's dangerous when dah kitten gets dah writer's block. Oy, yah, the warning will look like this:

Current Chapter Contains: References.

JK: Well, that IS actually the warning for this chappie. References only. Takes place when Kisame and Itachi get back to the hideout after the incident in the hotel.

To Shadow-san: Read the summery next time, babe! Says, don't like, don't touch, thx and have a nice day. BTW, nice to hear from you again. You can beat me up later. I'm not taking it down due to raging hormones! Sorry!

To LuckyOtakuChibi: Wow! You reviewed one of my stories! I feel so honored! I've checked out a few of yours already, and love them! (Sends truckloads of whatever Lucky wants 'cause JK is so honored by that review.)

EDIT! FLAME ALERT! 12/13/07: An anonymous reviewer named whitedevil reviewed and said that I disgrace the writing world. I'd like to once again point out the summery and the first chapter. The first chapter said that I'd freaking laugh if I got a flame that told me that Itachi was OOC, which it did, so LMAO, you retard! And second of all, that hurt. I'd like to point out that I am (JK hates bragging) a very talented writer and a popular one on this site at that. Well, if you consider being on the fav author list of 82 people and the alert of 46 popular. I must say, I'm very upset with you. And I laugh at you for being blind. If you're going to flame, don't leave the review, babe!! BTW, I deleted it. whitedevil, you can go steal Kisame's diary or jump off a bridge. Whichever you prefer. Thx and have a nice day!

Itachi: Must...Kill...JK!!!

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

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"Wow, un! He sure got you good, un!" Deidara exclaimed, placing a cold, damp towel on Itachi's burning rear. Itachi was laying face-down on his bed with his pants and boxers around his ankles, and he hissed softly when the towel made contact to his bottom. "What did you do, un? Kisame's not the kind of person who would just randomly decide to...pfft..."

"Laugh, Deidara." Itachi sighed, muffled by the pillow.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! UN!!"

After Itachi and Kisame had fled from the hotel, Kisame had found a secluded area and finished what he had started in their room, telling Itachi that 'he wasn't going to get off that easily'. Needless to say, the Akatsuki was wondering why Kisame came back and immediately went in the training grounds in the backyard and why Itachi was crying.

"...Are you finished yet?"

"...hahaha...yeah, un."

"Then can I have a tissue?"

"Eh? Oh, here, un." Deidara handed Itachi a tissue and waited for him to finish wiping his still-tearing eyes. "But, seriously. Kisame, un? He wouldn't." Itachi sighed through his nose before glancing at Deidara in annoyance. "Would he, un?"

"Deidara, Kisame came home po'd and I was crying. Not to mention you saw the result. He did."

"Sorry, un."

"Don't apologize. I did that enough."

"Enough, un?"

"Erm...!"

"Never mind."

"Yeah." Itachi sighed, involuntarily rubbing his hip.

"Now what?" Deidara asked, taking advantage of the moment to flick Itachi's black bangs.

"I don't know. Kisame threatened me to get my act together or else." Itachi replied, tugging on Deidara's blonde ponytail for revenge.

"Ow! Quit it, un!" Deidara quickly rescued his hair from Itachi's grasp and started fixing it. "Or else, un?"

"What do you think, artsie-boy." the weasel sighed, gesturing to his rear.

"Oh, un. Well, get your act together, then, I.M. Weasel." the artist commented, looking at the clock. "Well, I'd best be getting back to my room. Master Sasori will wonder where I am, un."

"Don't tell him, Deidara. I trust you."

"No problem, un." Deidara gave the Boy Scouts salute on his way out and closed the door behind him.

(Deidara's a Boy Scout?) Itachi wondered, pulling his boxers and pants back up and walking into the bathroom to get rid of the towel.

-Meanwhile, In The Backyard-

Kisame had totally mutilated the test dummy in anger. He panted for a few minutes, gathering his breath, then rested the Samehada on his shoulder.

(Maybe I was too hard on Itachi-san. He did apologize to me...several times...Hmm...I should go talk to him.) Kisame thought, sighing. He walked up the stairs and passed Deidara in the hall, who shot him a nasty look. (Wonder what that was about...) he thought, knocking on the door.

"What?" Itachi's voice sounded muffled.

"Itachi-san? It's Kisame. I'm coming in, okay?"

"Whatever." Kisame opened the door and saw Itachi standing in the bathroom doorway, irratated. "What do you want, Kisame?"

"I live here. Look, I want to talk to you." Kisame put the Samehada in the closet and walked over to Itachi, who retreated a few steps. "Itachi-san..."

"No. I won't talk to you." Itachi answered, slipping past Kisame and laying on his bed.

"You're acting childish."

"Mpph."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Itachi-san, look. You really needed it." Kisame sighed, sitting on Itachi's bed and resting his hand on his shoulder. Itachi squirmed from his grasp.

"Leave me alone." Itachi said, muffled by the pillow. Kisame sighed, then lightly began to rub Itachi's back in large, slow circles.

"If you want to talk, I'm right here, you know."

"Go away." Kisame felt saddened. This is why he didn't want to do anything in the first place. Now Itachi was upset and had cried.

"Itachi-san..." Kisame leaned in, gingerly lifted his partner off the bed, and sat him on his lap. "It's okay..." Itachi tried squirming, but couldn't escape. Frustrated, Itachi began to cry softly into Kisame's neck. Kisame did nothing to stop him. "Shhh...It's okay, Itachi-san...All is forgiven..."

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AN:

JK: I'm actually going to try for Hurt/Comfort, but I'll see how that goes. JK signing off to go fall on her bed and get some sleep for once!! (Thud) Zzzzzz...