Jealousy and Confessions
&% Kisame's Room %&
He slammed his fist on his desk, horrfied and shocked. She'd been paired with Zetsu- that was, quite possible, the worst pairing. What if Zetsu ate her? An image popped into his Hed of Zetsu holding her, hissing, opening his fmouth to reveal vampire-like fangs, as he drew closer to her neck...
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Kisame yelled, falling out of his desk chair and on to the floor. Itachi stood over him.
"Get a hold of yourself, Kisame, he's just her mission partner." Itachi said, emotionless. Kisame jumped to his feet.
"But what if he EATS HER?! Ever thing about THAT?! NO! Because you're GAY! You don't have to worry about a small child who can't really take care of themself!" Kisame cried. "It's fucking depressing!"
"Shut up, Kisame." Itachi said simply. "My sexual status does not need to be dragging into the emotional imbalance of your own straightness." He spat cooly. "Now stop crying- you're being such a pussy right now." Kisame sniffed. "Ok- you can at kleast- Try and see her off- ok?" Kara came into the room, smiling.
"Kisame, kisame!" She chimmed happily, hugging him. "It's my first Akatsuki Mission! I'm so excited!" Itachi just stared at Kisame, who saw this. The Hoshigaki swallowed, twitching a smile.
"I'm so happy for you, Kara. You got accepted-"
"But- you don't sound happy..." Kara said.
"It's just that- I'm very reluctant to leave you in Zetsu's hands. I'm just- worried-" Kisame admitted. Kara pulled him down and pecked him on the cheek.
"Aww, you're so sweet, Kisame!" She giggled, putting on her straw hat, pawing at the jingle bell on it. "Well, I'm going to the Rain Village! If you need me, you've got my cell number- ok?" Kisame nodded, as she waved and left. He sighed, Itachi looking from the doorway to him.
"You're such a pussy, Kisame. I'm ashamed to be partnered up with you." Itachi said bluntly.
"Oh yeah? Well I'm sure your little brother is ashamed of the places where you touch him!" Kisame yelled as Itachi walked out of the room. Itachi stopped, glaring at Kisame over his shoulder.
"What the fuck did you say?" Itachi demanded.
"I said you like things that go bump in the night." Kisame muttered.
"Tch- weak come back, Kisame."
&% Outskirts of the Rain Village %&
Zetsu sat down in the tall, knee-high grass. "Zetsu-San, are you alright?" Kara questioned kindly.
"I can't go in." He said simply.
"I'll get noticed too easily-" She frowned.
"I will stay here and keep an eye on you from a safe distance- if something goes wrong, I'll come out." He said, looking at the village. "Off with you." She nodded, walking off towards the village- suddenly feeling very restless. She stopped and went back to Zetsu , kissing him on the forehead tenderly.
"May Amaterasu be with you, Zetsu-San." She smiled, before walking off, feeling better. She pulled out an amulet with her middle name engraved in it, kissing it, wishing herself protection. She soon found the informant- "Are you- Mako-San?" She asked kindly, a woman with short, straight, black hair looked up from her cup of hot tea.
"Who wants to know?" The woman demanded grouchily. Kara took of her straw hat, holding it against her stomach, as she bowed, before standing up.
"My name is Kara-Chan-" Kara introduced herself. "I'd like- to ask you some questions about Orochimaru." Kara whispered, that warm smile still on her face, making Mako chuckle.
"Sure- but you'll HAVE to give me something in return." Mako said, pointing to her hair, winking. "You're hair's beautiful- mind if I 'adjust' it?"
"It seems- we've come to an agreement." Kara said, sitting down next to the informant, who pulled out a bottle of thick gel.
When Kara returned to Zetsu, the bottom of the bangs that outlines her face, were dyed a magenta purple color, Zetsu standing up. She handed a manilla envelop to him. "What the hell happened to your hair?"
"You don't like it?"
"Well- If it wasn't for my getting my hair dyed, we wouldn't have gotten our information. So just- relax- ok?" She smiled cutely. "Now let's get back to the base." Zetsu nodded and they headed out.
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She panted lightly, her face flushed. "Mmn- K-Kisame-"
The door sealed tight with chakra to prevent Itachi from entering, any other doors locked. She flinched her blush deepening, a warmth twisting inside her stomache, her fingers tangled in Kisame's hair. She inhaled sharply, shuddering, as there was a strange sensation- a combination of pain and pleasure. Kisame sat back, licking his lips. "Delicious." He whispered softly, kissing her. "You taste good." He complimented her. She sat on the bed, blushing in embarrasment , sitting there, nude. She covered herself when he had pulled out from his meal. "What's wrong?"
"I'm-" She blushed, shutting her eyes tightly. She wasn't pretty at all, and he wanted to do this with her? She cried, as Kisame knelt in front of her, shirt-less. "Don't look at me! I'm not pretty!"
"Don't say that, Kara!" Kisame exclaimed, pulling her hands away from her body- tking away her cover. "You're beautiful."
"How can you say that?!"
"Because you're my girlfriend and the only person I'd ever do this with." He said honestly. "I don't care what anyone else thinks- to me, you're gorgeous." Kisame kissed her. "I love you, Kara."
"I love you too, Kisame." They kissed and he wrapped her up in his cloak, getting on his bed, and pulling her aginst him, letting her rest her head on his chest. He closed his eyes, resting his head on her shoulder to sleep. Kara silently frowned- if her Uncle knew- what would he do? She closed her eyes and fell victim to the Sandman and his sleeping sand.