Author's Note: My first story on here…bear with me, please. XD
Warnings?: Its really just Fluff…
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto. If "Naruto" belonged to me, Sasuke would never of left the village.
Additional information: I have my own visual of the Akatsuki base and I am keeping that layout in mind.
Summary: Itachi was shy around others. Kisame wants to change that. KisaIta ItaKisa Fluff. Oneshot. Rated for slight language, but only slight.
It was true that Itachi was quiet, but the main reason? He was shy, really. He barely talked to anyone inside or outside the Akatsuki. He only spoke when he absolutely needed to, and tried to avoid questions whenever possible.
Kisame has always taken notice of this behavior, and what he really wants to do is help Itachi.
Kisame found Itachi where he usually was during the day, in the living room. It puzzled the shark; it was odd that Itachi never did anything while sitting there. But, it was best not to question him, and most found that out the hard way.
"Hey, Itachi-san," Kisame said approaching him. Itachi barely looked up but Kisame knew he had his attention.
"Why don't you…ever talk to anyone? You never even talk to me, and I'm your partner."
Itachi didn't spare him a glance. He was quiet for a moment.
"I don't feel like it," He replied softly. Kisame sat down next to him, watching his face carefully.
"Is there a reason other than that?" He pushed further.
Itachi shook his head in response.
Kisame inwardly sighed out of agitation; he knew he wasn't going to get answers out of him. He didn't even know why he bothered in the first place. Standing up, he started to head toward the kitchen before a familiar voice was heard.
"Kisame, wait," Itachi called out softly.
Kisame froze and turned to face the Uchiha. He never knew Itachi to want someone's attention.
Itachi motioned for Kisame to sit back down. Kisame did so obediently.
"What did you need?" Kisame asked once more.
Itachi was quiet for a moment, but parted his lips.
"Why do you ask me these questions? Are you worried about me?" Itachi asked, his voice not higher than a whisper.
"I just want to know. I guess you could call it 'worry', but…" He trailed off, unsure of what he was even saying to begin with.
Itachi looked up at him, and their eyes locked.
"Why do you even care? Understand I'm a murderer, its not really common for people to worry about me."
Kisame thought for a minute. He made sense, but there was one flaw. Kisame worried about him because…well, in all honesty, Kisame enjoyed being around him. One could call it love, but Kisame didn't want to admit it to himself.
"Well," he started, "I…I don't know, really. You see, I kind of like hanging out with you. Deidara tells me he thinks I like you, but I wouldn't call it that. Hell, even Hidan suspects that, but…" Kisame stopped himself before he said something stupid.
Besides, he never listened to Hidan anyway. The Jashinist barely knew what he was talking about half the time. Not that Kisame was one to complain, he confused himself, too.
What snapped Kisame out of his thoughts was a touch. Itachi's hand was placed on Kisame's, motionless, but it was there.
Kisame stared into Itachi's crimson eyes, confused and slightly taken aback.
Itachi said nothing, but instead, graced Kisame's lips with his own, passion laced throughout the touch and he pulled away slowly, leaving the swordsman in slight shock and blushing quite hard.
What just happened?
"All I really needed was comfort, Kisame. And…" Itachi said softly,
Thanks for reading, I hope you liked it. Yes, it is a pathetic attempt at a oneshot, but I really wanted to write Kisaita/Itakisa so...yeah. XD