A new OC appears in this and belongs to a precious friend of mine on Quizilla, xSalvatoreXPrincessx .

❝I wish I could express my happiness and share it with you…❞

The tension between the bluenette and the red haired female had grown unusually over the days. From day to day she hardly spoke a word unless he directly talked to her. Kisame couldn't say he minded; he didn't care much if she wanted to talk or not. He always thought she talked too much.

"Well have guests in a few days," he had announced yet he hadn't told her who would come into her home. Not caring for much anymore she merely shrugged and left his company. Often, she would be found on the sandy streets in the outskirts on the race court.

Her legs were swung over the arm of the couch, her arms behind her head and eye closed. She had spent the most of the day cleaning the apartment. Kisha wasn't the one with cleaning flip, but once in a while it was nice when it got cleaned up. Where Kisame had gone to was beyond her imagination. She didn't miss him around. She enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere.

That was until she heard footsteps and voices in the hallway, and the front door open. At first she only heard her house-mate, but then other voices she was sure she knew from somewhere also spoke up. She was very sure she had heard the female's voice before, but where?

"Kisha!" said redhead's eyes banged open upon hearing her name be spoken. Throwing her head towards the entrance, her gaze came to meet the owner of a pair of blue spheres and pitch black hair. At first she didn't recognize her.

"Miyazaki?" Kisha questioned, receiving a huge smile as she pushed her legs over the edge and placed them on the floor.

"I believe I already told you it's Asura!" there were hints of sarcasm in the female's voice. Before Kisha was able to form some sort of reply, she was interrupted by another voice she clearly knew.

"You're looking great as ever, Kisha-chan. I must admit you do better than expected" a calm and smooth voice spoke as its' owner came into view. A small yet visible smile appeared on the redhead's lips before she uttered a quiet 'thank you'. It wouldn't be long before Kisame dragged the other man into the kitchen to get them a drink.

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"So you've finally made it official?" Kisha questioned out as she put down two cups of hot tea on the coffee table in front of them. Instead of disturbing the boys in the kitchen, Asura suggested they could stay in the living room. That was after she had had a small tour in the small, yet spacey apartment.

"More or less, but you know… Leader doesn't know anything yet. How'd you know anyway?" the blacknette asked, sending the slight older Akatsuki member a questioning look. Blowing on her hot tea, Kisha shrugged her shoulders in an indifferent matter.

"For a period, my older brother used to hide his relationships and keep them secret," the redhead said and wriggled her brows. "That and you always kind of hinted it because you used to change subject if you guys were questioned about it. Was that enough answer?" Kisha continued and looked over. Icy blue eyes lowered to the table as she picked up her cup.

"You're stating the obvious. We weren't together before-"

"Liar, don't deny it. Don't get me wrong, but if you weren't, why else would you be here with Itachi now?" Kisha raised an eyebrow. A sigh escaped the black haired female's throat.

"Is that why you and Kisame is living together then?" Asura threw back. That questioned took Kisha aback.

"Excuse me? He's the one living with me. And not the other way around," the rednette's retort made Asura roll her eyes.

"Seriously, you need to get over yourself already! Why do you have him living with you if you despite him that much?"

"I pity him," short replies; that was indeed what Asura remembered Kisha for. It was rather difficult to get her to speak more than a few sentences. Pursing her lips, Asura exhaled. She hated when that happened. Why was it so difficult for her to be friendly as in having a proper conversation? The blacknette understood nothing, but the redhead's stubbornness was frustrating her.

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Trying to keep the conversation going, Asura was suddenly interrupted when Itachi stepped into the living room.

"There's a sandstorm coming this way," he began, making the two girls look at him. "It seems that we won't be able to leave right away. Can we count on your hospitality, Kisha-chan?" said female's eyes darted to her house-mate who stood in the doorframe looking out the window. Following his glance was more than enough to convince her. Sandstorms weren't rare in Suna, but they were sure a bother when they were there. It would clear suicide to go out while there was a sandstorm raging outside.

"Sure, you can have Kisame's bedroom. He hardly ever uses it anyway," Kisha shrugged.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean? I'm more home than you are!" the bluenette barked back.

❝…but I'm afraid you won't understand me…❞