Itachi x SakuraItachi x SakuraItachi x Sakura by KojiKakaIru
Naruto, Kakashi a Sakura zaujímali bojovou pozici na malé mýtině. Naproti nim stála postava, oděná v černém plášti posetém červenými obláčky. Panovalo napjaté ticho, jako by si nikdo nebyl jistý, jestli doopravdy vidí toho, koho se obávali potkat nejvíce.
‚Uchiha Itachi…‘ zavrčel Naruto a zatnul pěsti. ‚Co od nás chceš?‘
‚Od vás, přesněji řečeno od tebe, nic.‘ Jeho kamenný výraz se nezměnil. Sakura se zachvěla. Jak je možné tak dokonale skrývat emoce? Koutkem oka zahlédla pohyb a pohledem sklouzla na Itachiho prst, poukazující jejím směrem. O chvíli později Naruto a Kakashi strnuli a sesuli se na zem, chyceni v Tsukuyomi. Sakura vyk
KisaIta - Apology Accepted?Kisame entered the kitchen after his and Itachis mission. The Uchiha refused to take a rest while on their return trip. Though Kisame knew that it would happen, that still didnt prepare him for the fact that they couldnt stop and eat.KisaIta - Apology Accepted? by GaarazPanda669
The shark opened the fridge and found with disgust that the only thing in there was a Tupperware full of Zetsus lunch.
Thats sick . He whined, wrinkling his nose at the disgusting scent the severed arm gave off.
He immediately slammed the fridge door shut and moved on to the cabinets. The first 5 cabinets had only crumbs and spider webs. Kisame growled.
Why is Kakuzu too cheep to buy some damn food? He thought to himself. Kakuzu would only restock their food supply once every 2 weeks and for an organization full of 10 members that was hardly a reasonable decision.
He searched through the cabinets and came across a small Tupperware with a single stick of dango in it.
The shark sighed thankfully.
KisaIta A Christmas DrabbleAU: Ok! This is a little present for all of my readers out here! Hope you like!KisaIta A Christmas Drabble by hikariharuno
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO
Kisame woke up to a chilly morning, light sunlight coming through the window of their bed. He picked up his arm and rubbed some sleep from his eyes and looked down at his little weasel. His love was currled up by his isde, half on his chest and half squished against him. His right hand was lying across the blue chest, warming the skin underneath, the fingers slightly curled to pad his love's chest. His other hand was curled under his chin, and his onyx eyes closed with delicate lids. Itachi's breathing was still slow and even, signaling that, for once, he was actually still asleep when Kisame woke up.
Kisame hugged his love a little bit tighter, smelling in the sweet, unique scent of Itachi. His eyes drifted to the window again, seeing soft snowflakes drifting in the wind outside. "It does look pretty, doesn't it Kisa?" Kisame's head snapped back around to see his