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Itachi\Kisame ... teddy...

, 24 2007 . 08:15 +
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It was just one of those weeks. Itachi hadnt been able to sleep for five days, he and Kisame had been running low on money... and Kisame wasnt fazed at all.

Itachi and Kisame had been forced to sleep on the same bed in the hotel. thankfully, it had been a king-sized one.

Itachi was awake as ever, he had noticed a few things.

Kisame was a bed-hog and he was a blanket-stealer.

and that the clock never changed when you were glaring at it with your sharingan.

Itachi sighed as the clock chimed 3 am quietly to itself.

Itachi listened to the the rustling of the leaves outside the window, the soft snoring of Kisame, the clicking of the clock and the shaking of himself on the sheets...

Itachi was freezing. how Kisame could sleep through cold nights like this, Itachi had no idea. and Kisame didnt even have a blanket!

Itachi felt Kisame move behind him, his back was facing Kisame so he didnt have to watch the drool on the side of the shark-mans mouth.

nhhh... moaned Kisame, moving groggily.

Itachi squeaked in surprise as he felt one freezing-cold hand slip around his waist and brush his abs. Itachis eyes were wide and his body was tense. this was not something that would help him sleep. he was sure of that.

Kisames other cold arm slipped around Itachis waist as he cuddled up behind Itachi, his nose buried in Itachis finely-toned shoulders, his cold legs intertwining with Itachis... even if Kisame was a little taller that Itachi, he seemed to fit perfectly against Itachis back.

Itachis eyes were wider than theyd ever been since Sasuke announced that Itachi would be the bunny in the easter parade. which, of course, was negotiated, and Itachi was no-longer the bunny... but it still scared the crap out of him.

... nhh... teddy... mumbled Kisame, burying his nose in Itachis neck.

Itachis body became even more tensed.

TEDDY?! i am no-ones teddy! ill kill him! shouted Itachi in his mind, but on the outside, he was just as stoic as ever. his eyes back to their normal size and his sharingan activated.

Kisame nuzzled at Itachis neck, breathed in the smell of Itachis slightly-tanned skin and smiled contentedly.

Itachi glared over his shoulder at Kisame, and his eyes softened... he had never seen Kisame this peaceful before...

why... doesn't teddy hug back....? mumbled Kisame, tightening his grip around Itachi and his hand brushing against Itachis crotch accidentally.

okay. that was not nice.

Itachi took Kisames hand with his own and moved it up so it wouldnt accidentally brush that area again.

Itachi couldnt stop from shivering slightly at the feeling of Kisames fingers running over his finely-toned abs, it felt so... soothing...

teddy... hug baaaack~! whined Kisame, tightening his grip around Itachis waist, forcing the shorter of the twos back to press up against Kisames bare chest.

Itachi sent a half-hearted glare over his shoulder before rolling over and hesitantly placing his arms around Kisame, feeling the shark-mans legs intwine with his own and the sharks face bury in his neck was... a soothing feeling too...

cold... breathed the shark in Itachis arms, shaking slightly.

Itachi glared at the ceiling, then tugged at the blanket to cover him, and Kisame. feeling the shark relax in his arms slightly but still shaking.

... teddy... started Kisame again, Itachi listening silently.

... is so gullible.

Itachis body went extremely tense and his eyes wide.

h-he... didnt! he... couldnt have! stammered Itachi in his mind.

Itachi wanted answers. and he wanted them now.

Itachi released Kisame at lightning speed and sat up, staring at his partner, who seemed to be having a laughing-fit.

Kisame was holding his stomach, and laughing openly, rolling around on the bed.

Itachis eyes narrowed and went blood-red.

why did you do that, Kisame? Itachi hissed through his teeth, glaring at the shark lying on the bed.

well... chuckled the shark-man, gasping for breath and wiping a few tears of laughter from his eyes. i wanted to know if you do have a soft spot in you. Kisame grinned.

Itachis eyes went glacial cold and he collapsed on the bed, his back facing Kisame and pulling the blanket over him once again.

aww. come on, Itachi-san! dun be a sore looser! whined Kisame, poking the sulking blanket.

the sulking blanket stayed silent.

Kisame sighed, rolled his eyes at the ceiling and lay down behind the sulking blanket again.

go. away. Kisame. hissed the blanket.

Kisame shrugged and ignored it. slipping his cold arms under the blanket and around Itachis waist again, doing as he did before. feeling Itachis muscles tense because of his touch.

Itachi stayed silent and still, his muscles so tensed that it started to hurt. wanting for Kisame just to let go and go to sleep.

Itachi-san... muttered Kisame in Itachis ear, his breath rolling off his tongue and rippling over Itachis ear, cheek and neck.

Itachi kept silent, his eyes determinedly closed.

Kisame sighed and tugged at the blanket that was covering Itachi and covered his and Itachis intertwined legs with it, glancing at Itachis face.

Itachi looked like he was dead. no emotion what-so-ever was shown. except maybe that bitten lip that was now bleeding freely onto the sheets...

Itachi-san... muttered Kisame again, wanting to get his partners attention one way or the other.

Itachi was silent.

Kisame wondered what he could do... then he noticed Itachis shorts were a little loose...

Itachis eyes snapped open as he felt a two cold fingers lingering on his stomach, sliding down... then slipped slowly down his shorts.

Kisame saw Itachis eyes snap open as his hand went down Itachis pants, either itachi was going to forgive and forget... but probably not. but kisame was going to try. either way.

even if it meant Kisame was probably going to be one dead shark in the morning.

Itachis hand flew down and grabbed Kisames wrist and flipped around, holding Kisame in a wrist lock.

DO. YOU. MIND.?! gritted out Itachi, though his teeth, his eyes blood-red again.

no. not really! squeaked Kisame, trying to get out of the lock Itachi had him in.

Itachi roughly released Kisame and was about to go back to trying to sleep... when he felt something warm press against his chest and around his waist... Itachi looked down and blinked.

Kisame was hugging him... again.

Itachis eyes went so cold, they couldve frozen a volcano, he was about to attack Kisame when he heard a soft voice.

sorry if i upset you, Itachi-san...

Itachi stopped... it wasnt too often that he heard something like that... he looked at Kisame who had now buried his face in Itachis neck. the younger man looked around for something to say, but nothing came to mind.

Itachi hesitantly wrapped his arms around Kisame and looked into the distance, his eyes glazed over. his lips resting on Kisames muscular shoulders, unnoticed by Itachi.

Kisame raised his head and looked at Itachi silently, it wasnt often that youd see Itachi hugging someone... let alone kissing their shoulder. Kisame sensed an opening and leaned over sideways, him and Itachi falling onto the bed.

kisame... what are you doing? muttered Itachi, feeling Kisame intertwine their legs and yank the blanket over them.

i dunno. it just seems right. shrugged Kisame, feeling Itachis lips graze his shoulder again.

well, whatever is right for you, isnt for me. let. me. go. Itachi hissed.

Kisame merely shook his head.

Kisame... Itachi growled in a warning tone.

Kisame sighed and released Itachi with one hand.

Itachi struggled, then felt a hand brush down his stomach.

Kisame felt Itachi shiver and grinned to himself. yep. Itachi had a soft spot.

Itachis arms tightened around Kisames neck instinctively as Kisames hand brushed up and down his stomach lightly.

Kisame then stopped, slipping that arm around Itachis waist again.

Itachi was exhausted. he didnt know why. he just was.

Kisame saw Itachis eye lids close and his partners body relaxed in his arms. the younger if the twos head resting on the pillow beneath him and his breathing levelled out...

Itachis body relaxed... every part of it. his arms that were still wrapped around Kisames neck... his legs that were intertwined with Kisames... his chest that was pressed up against Kisames...

Itachi felt a soft warm breeze against his face, then something soft and warm pressed itself onto Itachis forehead.

sweet dreams, teddy... you may be cold on the outside... but i know you have a soft spot...


KurokiAika   , 24 2007 . 16:18 ()
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