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Sasuke tried to squeeze himself in tighter between the wall and the bookshelf in his living room, and excited bubble of laughter almost bursting through his lips. Ayano glanced at him from her spot on the couch beside Shisui and felt a grin tug at her lips at how much fun he was having. She could hear Itachi upstairs, who was pretending to look for Sasuke and purposefully being loud only for his baby brother's benefit.
"Hm, he's not here either..." Itachi mused loudly from the hall upstairs. Sasuke giggled. Itachi looked towards Ayano with a smirk as he paused by the stairs. She grinned back.
They had been playing hide-and-seek since about thirty minutes ago, when Sasuke caught them going to the field behind the compound to train an begged them to play with him. Ayano caved instantly, and Shisui after that, and even Itachi couldn't turn down the puppy dog eyes.
Shisui chuckled at them before returning his attention the the scroll he was not reading.
"Why do you even bother if you don't even read it?" Ayano asked as Itachi silently walked down the stairs, wanting to surprise Sasuke. Shisui glanced up at his cousin with a smirk when Itachi rolled his eyes at them.
"So if Itachi's old man walks in I can claim I was reading the mission report," Shisui replied smoothly. He had had the scroll sitting in his lap for a while, now, considering Itachi found them almost instantly, but he was still at the very beginning of it.
"Who's old?" A deep voice rang out. Shisui jumped five feet, and even Sasuke jumped a little.
"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean- Oh, you're an ass!" Shisui accused Itachi, who was snickering. Ayano looked around, not seeing Fugaku anywhere.
"How'd he do that?" she asked, looking back at Shisui. He pouted, looking down to actually read the report this time.
"Just focus some chakra in your voice box and you can change it," he told her, "Itachi does it to me all the time." Ayano couldn't stop herself from laughing a little, too.
They heard footsteps walking towards the living room and Itachi paused for a second to look at his mother, who had paused in the kitchen doorway.
"Sasuke!" Mikoto called, not seeing him and wondering where he was. "Want to go for ice cream?"
"Ice cream!" Sasuke shouted in joy, immediately jumping out of his hiding spot and not seeing his brother, who was waiting for him.
Itachi snagged him by the waist before he could get away and started tickling him with a smile on his face.
"Aniki!" Sasuke protested between his laughter. "Haha, you ch-cheated!" He squirmed to get away. Itachi paused, looking over his head, and poked his forehead, making Sasuke complain with a grin. He let Sasuke go and his little brother ran to the front door and slipped on his shoes.
"We'll be back in a second," Mikoto told them with a smile.
"Later," Ayano smiled, waving a little, and Mikoto left with Sasuke. They were silent after they left, not really having anything to do anymore, so Itachi grabbed a random book from the shelf he was by and sat on the love seat on the other side of the couch while Shisui tried to care about the mission report. Ayano was quickly bored.
"Wanna go train, now?" she asked them both. Shisui looked up, an excited grin forming on his face, before Itachi cut him off.
"If he doesn't read the report he'll get demoted," Itachi stated, giving his cousin a hard look. Shisui pouted.
"Demoted?" Ayano repeated. Itachi sighed.
"He hasn't read the reports a little too many times," he explained.
"Well fine then," Shisui sulked, "This report refers to the one we filed before this. Can I borrow yours?"
"If you don't lose it like you did yours," Itachi stated, already standing up.
"I didn't lose it," Shisui protested. "It's just at home and I'm way too lazy to get it myself." Ayano snickered and Itachi rolled his eyes before disappearing up the stairs.
As soon as he was gone, Shisui turned to her.
"Okay, I've had this nagging thought in the back of my head," he began carefully. She blinked at his sudden seriousness.
"...What?" she asked warily. His eyes shifted to the stairs.
"Do you feel his aura?" he asked her. She blinked, but shook her head. He was in his room, she was guessing. But what did that have to do with anything?
He grinned evilly, and Ayano figured that whatever Shisui was planning for his little cousin wasn't going to end well for the receiving end of his idea.
"What are you thinking...?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him. She wouldn't be surprised if it was illegal...
"Oh, it's not that bad, lighten up," Shisui scoffed. "But seeing him just now got me thinking, cause I've never seen his parents do it to him..."
"Just tell me already," Ayano huffed.
"Okay, okay," he grinned. He looked towards the staircase again before leaning closer and cupping a hand beside his mouth in a whispering motion. "...I was wondering...is Itachi ticklish?"
Ayano blinked. That sounded...completely absurd.
"That just seems impossible in every way," she stated. "I mean, it is Itachi we're--" She noticed the look on his face. "Oh, heck no! Get that look off your face!" He blinked innocently at her, and she crossed her arms stubbornly, glaring at him. "Come on, he'll kill us! Do you have a death wish??" He grinned.
"No, he'll kill me," he told her. "But he won't even touch you. I can guarantee that." She rose an eyebrow. "Come on! What's the worst he would do to you?"
"Maim me?" she asked dryly.
"He wouldn't go that far," Shisui scoffed.
Ayano thought about it for a minute. Shisui was right: what is the worst he would do to them? It wasn't that big of a deal...But he would still be pretty mad...
"I'm in," she stated, her curiosity getting the better of her. "How do we do it?" Shisui grinned mischievously.
Itachi sighed angrily. Someone had been in his room. The mission report he had kept in the safe hidden by a genjutsu had just disappeared, when Itachi knew he hadn't taken it out of the safe since he put it there. He figured it might have been his father, but he wouldn't have bothered to put the genjutsu back up around it, let alone keep it from his son.
He shut the safe with a frown and stood up, re-cloaking it and standing up. Looks like Shisui would just have to get his own--
Wait a minute. Itachi stopped himself. He read over that report Shisui was currently reading. It had nothing to do with the previous report.
He felt an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach as he left his room and walked down the stairs, intent on telling Shisui he wouldn't fall for any of his tricks. He just knew his cousin was planning something. He could hear Ayano giggling in the living room, an assumed Shisui was indeed, neglecting his work again. Just as he reached the bottom steps he opened his mouth, prepared to chew out Shisui for multiple reasons.
But then Ayano appeared out of nowhere, darting around the corner and crashing into him. He felt them falling, and instinctively grabbed her and maneuvered himself so that he would take the brunt of the force. As he hit the ground, he let out a grunt, and Ayano quickly rolled off of him.
"Are you okay?" he asked, looking up at her in confusion when she saw he had moved to sit on the floor behind him.
And then his hands were grabbed and restrained, and he blinked in surprise before trying to free himself on reflex, sitting up, but a much heavier object launched itself at him, forcing him back down.
"What are you doing?!" he growled, trying to buck Shisui off of him, but his older cousin just grinned as he sat on his stomach. Itachi glared up at Ayano, who had his hands pinned to the ground above his head. "Get off me!" Itachi ordered, thrashing a little, but not too much, as to not hurt Ayano. When he was released, Shisui was soo going to get it...
A sudden pressure was on his stomach and his muscles tensed. He glared down at Shisui, who was pouting after he received no reaction.
"He's not ticklish," he whined to Ayano, and Itachi blinked.
"...You're trying to tickle me," he asked, though it sounded more like a statement. His voice sounded as if he was asking if they were mental.
"Try his sides," Ayano suggested, acting like Itachi hadn't said anything. Itachi turned his narrowed eyes on her. Traitor!
Hands attacked his sides and he stiffened uncomfortably, narrowing his now blood-red eyes at his cousin even more in a silent death threat.
"That didn't work either!" Shisui complained. They heard the front door open, and Sasuke walked into the living room, the remnants of an ice cream cone still on his face. He paused when he saw his older brother pinned to the floor with his hands held by Ayano and Shisui sitting on top of him.
"...What are you doing to Aniki?" he asked slowly.
"Trying to tickle him," Ayano replied casually, as if she wasn't pinning down the Uchiha Itachi by his hands and trying to tickle him.
"Tickle him?" Mikoto asked, walking in behind Sasuke and wiping off his mouth with a paper towel she had just gotten from the kitchen.
Itachi's eyes widened at his mother, as if pleading with her.... Ayano blinked. Actually, it kind of looked like he was begging for mercy...
A grin finally found it's way onto Ayano's face as she figured out the reason he actually looked kind of scared right now. If anyone knew where Itachi was ticklish, it would most likely be the woman who changed his
daipers as a baby, right?
"Mikoto-san," Ayano began with a sweet smile on her face. "Do you where Itachi would be ticklish at?" Mikoto blinked before grinning, and Itachi felt his heart drop.
"He's not ticklish," Mikoto stated coolly, her expression now controlled, and Itachi breathed a sigh of relief. Almost. An evil smirk found it's way onto his oh-so-dear Mother's lips. "But if he was, it wouldn't be below his arms on his ribs." Itachi glared vehemently at her. Shisui looked from Mikoto to Itachi with an evil smirk on his lips, and reached towards him.
"Touch me and you're not getting your hands back," the pinned Uchiha growled. Shisui paused and raised an eyebrow.
"And what are you going to do?" He asked mockingly.
"Kick your ass as soon as she lets me up." Yes, when she lets him up. If it was just Shisui holding him down, he would have no problem at all.
Shisui scoffed and quickly reached forward.
Itachi spit out a curse and writhed, trying to get away from the unfamiliar feelings. He couldn't get Shisui off or away from him because Ayano had his arms, and the entire lower half of his body was temporarily immobilized. Ayano actually had trouble holding his arms down, now, and had to use alot of her strength, which wasn't much of course, but still. Shisui was relentless and didn't give him one chance to even breathe. Itachi tugged more against Ayano's grip, squirming to get away and failing. Mikoto watched with amusement and Sasuke giggled at his brother's predicament.
And then...
The corner of Itachi's lip lifted up, and he choked out a breath he had tried to repress. Shisui grinned even more, and Ayano giggled.
"Let," Itachi panted, "Go!" A short burst of laughter fell from his lips with the word, and he immediately tried to stop it by holding his breath. But he couldn't do that for ever, now could he? He gasped for breath, and tried kneeing Shisui, but his cousin dodged.
And then he laughed.
He couldn't stop the unfamiliar noises coming from him that had opened like a floodgate as he writhed, trying in vain to still get away from his attackers. The feeling still didn't stop, and squeezing his eyes shut, he gave up. Laughter spilled freely from him now, as Mikoto's eyes twinkled with delight. She hadn't heard him laugh like this in so long...
Ayano and Shisui couldn't help but laugh themselves. Itachi couldn't stop himself from laughing harder, and he was starting to get tears in his eyes. Of course he hated it, but...he had to admit it was almost kinda fun. He started feeling slightly dizzy, and tried to tell Shisui to stop again.
"Can't... breathe!" he gasped out between laughs. The fiendish hands finally stopped and withdrew, and he stopped laughing, panting to try and calm himself. Her arms tired, Ayano let his hands go.
Bad idea.
An angry fist connected with the side of Shisui's jaw, sending him rocketing off of his cousin. Mikoto made a noise of protest as Shisui hit the bookshelf and knocked over a stack of books. Itachi was on his feet in one fluid motion, straightening his clothes, and Ayano gulped. Itachi turned slightly to stare blankly down at her. After a few seconds, making her sweat a little, Itachi turned to face her and leaned down so he was eye-level with her, his expression uncharacteristically turning mischeivious.
"Mind me asking what that was for?" he asked her calmly as Mikoto attempted to scold him. Shisui was obviously awake, but apparently rather chose to stay on the ground.
"I-I just wanted to hear you laugh," Ayano squeaked, unable to look away. His eyes were still hard, but she could have sworn she saw some part of them soften.
He had to admit, he did feel a little guilty when he realized how far they had to go to make him laugh. But right now he had a rather opportune moment, so he pretended to still be mad.
"And so you went as far as to try to restrain me?" he nearly purred. Ayano realized any girl in the village would kill for Itachi to talk to them like that. An unfamiliar bubble welled up inside her. Ayano swallowed and raised her chin defiantly. Like Shisui said earlier, whats the worst he would do to her?
"'Try?'" she repeated. "You looked pretty restrained to me." Both Mikoto and Itachi blinked in surprise at the defiance in her voice. When Itachi was acting like this his ANBU team would most likely wet their pants.
Itachi realized she thought he wouldn't do anything to her. He smirked. Oh, how she was wrong.
"Is that so?" he asked calmly. She smirked smugly at him. "Fine then." And then he closed the three feet between them in a second and she gasped in surprise, the smirk flying off her face.
(A.N/ Ha! Bet you thought he kissed her, huh?)
Ayano fell back, thrashing, with loud giggles escaping her. Itachi grinned above her and moved the hands that had been tickling her stomach to her sides, and she squeeled, laughing.
"Quit it!" she protested with a grin, trying to wiggle away from him but backed up into the couch. He grinned again and released her, and she laughed once more before trying to catch her breath.
"Meanie," she accused breathlessly.
"At least I didn't pin you to the ground," he countered lightly. She grinned.
"Yea, but you had me with my back against the couch, so it's basically the same thing."
"Okay, okay," Mikoto interrupted with a grin, wanting to get Shisui up so he could straighten the books. "Since Sasuke and I went for ice cream, do you kids want something to eat?"
"Yea!" Shisui agreed immediately, jumping up from his spot on the ground where he was presumably 'knocked out.' Mikoto grinned.
"Great. You can have some after you fix my shelf." He made a sound of protest. "Ayano, will you help me cook? And what would you guys like?" Ayano grinned.
"Do you have mochiko?" she asked. Mikoto grinned an looked at Itachi, who turned his face away from her with a 'hmph.'
"Yes," Mikoto answered. "Itachi and I tried to make dango the other day but failed miserably." Ayano laughed.
"I'll do it," she chirped, hopping up. "I can make some killer dango. Got any sugar?" Mikoto nodded. "Good. Now Itachi, come watch and learn, because we all know you're hopeless without me in the kitchen." She grinned at him and he rolled his eyes but smiled, getting up to follow her.
Mikoto's eyes gleamed evily after them.
Perfet Wife for Itachi checklist:
Likes kids (I can expect grandkids!),
Sasuke likes her, vice versa,
He actually likes being around her,
Is a girl,
Is an Uchiha (kinda),
She made him laugh!
Can cook.
Thanks everybody for keeping up with A Star at Midnight reviewing! I am sad to say that this is the last chapter T.T But I have enjoyed writing this story, and I hope you have enjoyed reading it :D
Please review! *sniffle* For the last time!