Hey I'm baaaackck! WHOOP! I'll try my best to write diligently, but I'm also writing another fanfiction, ya know? AND... I've had a really stupid inspiration for a humor fanfic... that is really dumb, but hey, don't bite my head off! ...Please? *Gets head bitten off anyway* OUCH!

Anyways, I apologize for the shortness-

Deidara: GOSH! Can't you hurry it up already, un? I want to make a second appearance, un. :)

Me: Holy shit, can you be patient for once! ... UN!

Deidara: Hey, un. Shut your pie-hole. I can't help it, un... AUGH!

Me: YOU shut YOUR pie-hole... Oh, and yes, I apologize for the shortness... I'm just not in a very serious mood right now (as you can tell ^_^)

Deidara: YOU WON'T END THE WHOLE F*CKIN' STORY, WILL YOU, UN?

Me: NO! DON'T BE A STUPID IDIOT! I'm only silly RIGHT NOW... I was just reading a humor fanfic, so yeah. Anyways, enjoy the shortness that I have added! ^_^

The last of the pills fell into Itachi's hand. As he popped them into his mouth, he made a mental note to tell Pein for a new prescription. It was a pain to have to take medication everyday, knowing that it was the only thing that really kept him alive. But he couldn't die. Not yet. He had to wait for his brother to avenge him.

And he had one more motivation to stay alive.

At this thought, Itachi stood up from his bed and began pacing back and forth in his room.

I can't show Hinata my feelings for her. It wouldn't be right to just lead her on then all of a sudden get killed. Besides, she has a boyfriend… Ugh, I never thought that this would happen again. After all that… But what can I do? It's not like I can control it, or anything. Besides, I promised that I would train her until she became a great shinobi, which she really already is… But I don't want to have to be separated from her…

They had been training together for seven months, now. Over half a year.

I should have known that this would happen… he thought angrily.

And everyday his vision became worse, but he could see Hinata perfectly. It MUST have meant something, although he wasn't sure what.

He wanted to talk to Kisame about it, but knowing Kisame, he would tell everyone before Itachi could stop him. Should he just go and talk to him anyways? It wasn't even a very good idea to begin with.

However, all his pacing had somehow taken him outside his own room and in front of Kisame's door. The next thing he knew, he was ringing the fish-shaped doorbell, and the fake fish hanging outside his door began to sing: "Under the sea! Under the sea! Darling, it's better, down where it's wetter, take it from meeeee!"

Itachi rolled his eyes as the door in front of him opened. There stood Kisame.

Before he could say anything, Itachi looked at Kisame and motioned to the still-singing fish. "What the hell?"

Kisame looked at it. "Oh, yeah! I attached it to the doorbell. Pretty awesome, huh?"

"Under the sea! Under the sea!"Itachi winced at it's heinous voice. "Turn it off before I go crazy," he said coolly.

Kisame sighed and pressed a button underneath the doorbell. "Well, there you go. So, what's up, Itachi?"The Uchiha hesitated before saying, "I have to talk to you."

Kisame raised his eyebrow and moved aside for Itachi. He walked into Kisame's room as the door shut behind him. Half of his room was taken up by a hammerhead shark's fish tank, and everything was blue. Itachi stared at the shark before going to sit on Kisame's water bed.

"Okay," said Kisame, sitting down beside Itachi. "So, talk to me." He whipped out a bottle of purple nail polish and began painting his nails. It was slightly awkward, but since everyone in the Akatsuki were required to have purple nails, Itachi didn't think too much of it.

"Well," said Itachi. "First of all, if you say anything to anyone, then I'll suffocate Kaito over there." Itachi nodded his head at the shark swimming around in it's aquarium.

Kisame gulped. "Okay, I'll shut my trap, then."

Itachi looked up at the ceiling. "Okay, so there's this girl-"

The second he said the word "girl," Kisame went hysterical, just like he had suspected. The blue man jumped up from his bed and gawked at his friend. "What? A girl? But- I mean- just- really?" He jumped up and down like a thrilled little girl. "I have to tell Deidara about this!" Kisame headed towards the door.

"Wait, what?" Itachi ran over to Kisame, who was now opening the door and yelling "Deidara! I have to tell you-"

The Uchiha tackled him away from the door. "Hey, shut up!" He was yelling. Kisame struggled as he was thrown onto his bed.

"HEY!" he yelled angrily at a furious Itachi. "NOT FAIR!" He took Itachi by his collar and pulled him down, inches away from himself, just as Deidara walked into the room, saying, "Kisame? What is it, unh?"

There was an awkward silence as Deidara stood in the doorway staring at the two men, that were in a very awkward position. "What are you doing?" Deidara briefly paused before stretching out the word "doing" in a very sick manner.

Both Kisame and Itachi shot up from their awkward position and said, "This is NOT what it looks like!"

"Kisame has a girlfriend," said Itachi.

Kisame nodded. "And so does Itachi," he smugly added.

Deidara looked puzzled. "Wait, what? He does?"

"Mangekyou Sharingan!"

Kisame looked into Itachi's red eyes and was immediately caught into his genjutsu. He flopped over on his bed, now out-cold. Both Deidara and Itachi stared down at him before Itachi looked at Deidara and said, "He's lying," and walked out of Kisame's room and back into his without another word.

Hmm… Deidara thought. Maybe that's what Kisame wanted to tell me. Weird, I can't imagine Itachi really having a girlfriend. It seems like he doesn't want anyone to know… Hehe, I think I'm just going to keep my eye on him for a while.

Naruto was slurping his ramen very noisily and impolitely, as usual, while plotting a way to get Kakashi Sensei to take off his mask. "Maybe, he takes it off at night. So if I could just slip inside his window and just take a peek-"

"NARUTO!" Sakura punched him on the head. Their usual behavior.

"I think it's a good idea," stated Kiba. "Hey, take a picture while you're there. I want to see what he looks like, too."

Naruto was rubbing his head. "SEE? It's one of Konoha's greatest mysteries! Admit it, Sakura, you want to see, too!"

Sakura just giggled and shook her head. "Naruto… Do you remember the last time we tried this? He was just wearing another mask."

"Really? Another mask?" Kiba said, dumbstruck.

Their conversation went on, but Hinata wasn't listening. Her and the other three were at Ichiraku's, the best ramen in all of Konoha. Hinata found herself in her own world, wondering what he was doing at the moment. Lately, He was the only thought on her mind, and she couldn't avoid any of it.

If I get found out, I'm in trouble. I mean, and what about Kiba? I still like him, but things are different, now. I don't want him to find out, especially. That would be terrible. Man, why did I even ask him to train me in the first place? I should have known that something like this would happen. I should have known on the first day! Maybe I should stop… No, I can't do that. It's impossible. I just can't NOT see him… I mean, if I were separated from him-

"Hinata? HinATA?" Naruto was yelling her name in a singsong voice and leaning over Sakura to wave his hand in her face. "Hinata, are you feeling alright?"

"Oh!" Hinata shook her head, startled. "Um, I think I have a headache," she said, flushing red (which was thankfully more convincing to all of them). "I… should probably go."

The young Hyuuga stood up and started outside from Ichiraku's when Kiba grabbed her wrist. "Hinata, let me and Akamaru take you home," he said with a soft smile.

Hinata smiled back. Kiba was wearing that smile where she just wanted to grab his face and pull it towards hers into a big, French kiss. But she had never admitted this to anyone. "Okay, that would be nice." Instead of popping him one on the lips, she pulled him towards her into a soft, comforting hug. She drew in a deep breath through her nose, enjoying every second of it…

But also thinking of Itachi. And what it would be like if it were him in her arms.

She shivered and, gently as she could, pulled away from her boyfriend. Akamaru barked from behind them.

"Ah! There you are, boy!" Kiba walked over to Akamaru and patted him on the head before straddling him. "Hop on, Hinata."

Hinata ran over and climbed on Akamaru's back behind Kiba. "See you later," she yelled to Sakura and Naruto before Akamaru barked again and ran into the stillness of the night.

Hinata leaned tiredly on Kiba as she hugged him tight, trying not to fall off of Akamaru. But before she knew it, they were back at her house.

Kiba lept off of Akamaru's back and smiled at his dog. "Good boy, Akamaru." Akamaru barked and jumped up to give Kiba a big sloppy kiss on his cheek, nearly knocking Hinata off. Kiba laughed. "Down, boy!" Akamaru obeyed as Kiba walked over to Hinata and took her waist. He lifted her off of the large, white dog and put her on the ground.

"Well, I hope you feel better, Hinata," Kiba told her. He wrapped one arm around her shoulder as he walked her over to her porch. The Hyuuga hung her head to the ground in silence as they approached the porch. Kiba walked her all the way up the steps and to the front door before taking both of her hands in his. Hinata looked up into his beautiful eyes, blushing as a small smile graced her lips.

As for Kiba, he loved the way she would timidly look up at him through her eyelashes. It was so adorable!

So upon seeing this, Kiba leaned in towards her and kissed her on her porcelain cheek. As he pulled away, he nodded politely at her. "Goodnight," he said.

Hinata nodded back at him. "Goodnight. Thank you for taking me home."

"Oh, no problem," the boy said with a carefree wave of his hand.

Hinata smiled as the young brunette hopped off of her porch and giddily ran over towards his large white dog. "Good boy, Akamaru!" His faint voice sounded in the distance.

Hinata couldn't help but smile (he was adorable!) as he faded into the night. She watched until he disappeared before letting out a long, troubled sigh.

But she couldn't stop the adrenaline rush as she scurried over to the doorway leading inside. It was almost 9:00. She didn't want to be late for… you-know-what.