Naruto // Another Day, Another Partner // KisaIta
Title: Another Day, Another Partner
Pairing: Kisame/Itachi if you squint
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: When Itachi first met Kisame.
A/N: This is like the first fic I've written in months O_O Well, it's more of a drabble for a meme.
After his latest partner met an untimely and most definitely accidental death - what kind of idiot drowns in a toilet, honestly - Kisame had been told that his newest partner would be a strong and ruthless killer. The grandiose descriptions given to him made his expectations high. Maybe with luck, it would be a fellow swordsman.
He was not expecting a pre-pubescent kid.
He was not expecting it to the Uchiha Itachi, who's deeds were already well-known though it had only been a few weeks since the massacre.
But against all expectations, it was. And even his shrivelled up sharky heart could not deny, "...cute."
Itachi merely blinked slowly in response and Kisame had to visibly smother the urge to pinch his cheeks. That was not the reaction Itachi had expected. He normally expected that kind of thing from the old ladies in his clan who would then proceed to coo over him and pinch his cheeks. He even had the stretch marks on his cheeks from it; a permanent sign of the abuse. Of course, there was only so much he could take. It was one of the main reasons why he massacred the clan.
The other was his deepest, darkest secret that had accidentally been exposed. It was so terrible, it had even caused the rift in the clan.
Uchiha Itachi liked the colour blue.
To the ordinary person, this might seem like a trivial fact (unless you were a rabid fangirl but that's another story). However, one of the defining features of the Uchiha clan was that everyone's favourite colour was red. It was a matter of Uchiha pride!
When his secret was found, chaos ensued and the rest is history. Madara had promised him a treat if he joined Akatsuki. This was not what he expected.
"...blue."
Even if he showed no other signs, internally, Itachi was ecstatic. Kisame must've been the most aesthetically pleasing person he had ever met!
They held eye-contact for no more than a split-second. In that moment, everything necessary was communicated. It was fate.
And that was the start of a beautiful working relationship.
Pairing: Kisame/Itachi if you squint
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: When Itachi first met Kisame.
A/N: This is like the first fic I've written in months O_O Well, it's more of a drabble for a meme.
After his latest partner met an untimely and most definitely accidental death - what kind of idiot drowns in a toilet, honestly - Kisame had been told that his newest partner would be a strong and ruthless killer. The grandiose descriptions given to him made his expectations high. Maybe with luck, it would be a fellow swordsman.
He was not expecting a pre-pubescent kid.
He was not expecting it to the Uchiha Itachi, who's deeds were already well-known though it had only been a few weeks since the massacre.
But against all expectations, it was. And even his shrivelled up sharky heart could not deny, "...cute."
Itachi merely blinked slowly in response and Kisame had to visibly smother the urge to pinch his cheeks. That was not the reaction Itachi had expected. He normally expected that kind of thing from the old ladies in his clan who would then proceed to coo over him and pinch his cheeks. He even had the stretch marks on his cheeks from it; a permanent sign of the abuse. Of course, there was only so much he could take. It was one of the main reasons why he massacred the clan.
The other was his deepest, darkest secret that had accidentally been exposed. It was so terrible, it had even caused the rift in the clan.
Uchiha Itachi liked the colour blue.
To the ordinary person, this might seem like a trivial fact (unless you were a rabid fangirl but that's another story). However, one of the defining features of the Uchiha clan was that everyone's favourite colour was red. It was a matter of Uchiha pride!
When his secret was found, chaos ensued and the rest is history. Madara had promised him a treat if he joined Akatsuki. This was not what he expected.
"...blue."
Even if he showed no other signs, internally, Itachi was ecstatic. Kisame must've been the most aesthetically pleasing person he had ever met!
They held eye-contact for no more than a split-second. In that moment, everything necessary was communicated. It was fate.
And that was the start of a beautiful working relationship.