“I’m bored,” Kisame complained as he tiredly pulled out his Samehada and stared at it dully, tracing his finger across the edge. Both the shark-man and his grouchy partner, the infamous Uchiha Itachi, had been ordered to remain where they were until given further instruction. The thing was, months had passed and the order to move still hadn’t reached them. In the meantime, they were quite literally stuck in a damp, dimly lit cavern that had as of the week before this started to smell of fish because Kisame’s… er… sharky-ness.

“So?” Itachi responded while glaring into the darkness with his blood-red eyes. Of course, he was just as tired of sitting in a cave all these months as Kisame was, and the fish smell didn’t help that. However, unlike his sharky partner, he was far better at not complaining about it. “You heard Pein-sama’s orders as clearly as I did. We are to stay put until given further orders. No questions asked.”

“But Itachiiiiiiiii,” the shark-man whined. “It’s been five months since we were given that order! What if something happened to them and we don’t know it?! What if zombies took over the world and we’re the only survivors?! The suspense is killing meeeeeee~!”

“You want some cheese with that whine, shark-breath?”

“Now that’s just plain mean – O_O” Kisame looked up to see just who it was that has addressed him (mostly to make sure he or she wasn’t part of an undead army), but not having much time to react before the perpetrator landed right on top of him.

“About time someone shut him up,” Itachi growled before taking a closer look at the person who liberated him temporarily from his whiny partner and sighing in annoyance – and a hint of regret. “Even if the person who did so is even more annoying.”

“I’ll go ahead and take that as a compliment, un,” the oddly effeminate blond replied. Recognizing how the man ended his sentence, Kisame wriggled out from under him and practically tackled the man.

“DEIDARA!!!” the fish stick squealed in excitement. “THANK GOODNESS YOU’RE HERE! ARE THE REST OF THE AKATSUKI ALIVE?! ARE YOU A SURVIVOR OF THE UNDEAD INVASION?! TELL ME TELL ME!” Itachi merely gave Deidara a look that said, “Ignore him, he’s gone crazy from lack of water.”

“Well,” Deidara continued, still mentally questioning Kisame’s sanity, “The Akatsuki is still functioning normally for the most part, and zombies haven’t taken over the world un. But…” the blond paused a moment to recall what he was going to say, and then continued. “There is some not-so-good news.”

“What is it?” Both of the other Akatsuki members inquired. Even Itachi, usually stoic and emotionless, was somewhat worried now.

“Are the Philistines attacking? Did someone get the Kyuubi before we could? Is Itachi’s brother gay with the Kyuubi’s Jinchuuriki?” Itachi whacked Kisame over the head for that last statement.

“Please tell me I haven’t corrupted my brother that badly,” Itachi said.

“None of the above un.” Who or what are the Philistines? Deidara wondered before he proceeded to deliver his grave message. “What I was going to say is…”

“Spit it out!” Itachi shouted impatiently.

“THE BRAIN HAS TAKEN OVER THE WORLD!!! Narf!”

Fiction: 03/08/08 | Posted By: cardcaptorryoko | 0 comments | Naruto