Cut up into an unspecified amount of mini-sections! :D;;ckret2July 11 2010, 08:58:07 UTC
I swear, this turned into a mini-fic. I HOPE THIS FULFILLS YOUR HIGH SCHOOL AU LOVE, BOOBS-CHAN.
Prompt: swim-team!Kisame, as seen here. Requester: Weeaboobs
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"Hey, Kisame," Suigetsu said, jutting his chin toward the door into the gym. "Your boyfriend's here."
There were immature snickers from the rest of the swim team as Kisame glanced automatically at the door. "Hey, shut up." He splashed Suigetsu, who jumped away from the edge of the pool. "And what are you supposed to be, our fangirl?" Suigetsu wasn't even on the swim team. He was a junior high kid. (The high school, for some moronic reason, had no swimming pool. Since the junior high got out of school a period earlier than the high school, the swim team was bussed over every day to use their pool, where they stayed into the afternoon. Of course, this also meant that brats like Suigetsu could bother the team. He was a fun brat, at least.)
Kisame turned to the door, and shouted to Itachi, "It's probably gonna be another couple of hours. We've got a meet coming up." Since Itachi had to come over to the junior high anyway to pick up Sasuke, he usually hung around and picked up Kisame as well. (And he had one bitching ride, to say the least. That was the only word for it, bitching. Dark red and black flames up the sides. Itachi was not a flashy guy, but that car was something else.) Then again, on most days, swimming only ran about thirty minutes past the time Itachi arrived.
Itachi nodded. "I'll wait."
Kisame could hear an exaggerated groan from outside the gym. "Itachiii, come ON. I already have to wait around like two hours after school every day waiting for you to get here, I don't want to wait two MORE."
Itachi turned to address the groaner. "Quiet. You need to do your homework anyway. You can do that just as easily here as at home."
"If you keep doing this, I'm gonna take up that Orochimaru guy on his offer to drive me home."
"Don't even think about it."
"If you need to take Sasuke home, that's fine," Kisame said. "I'll get a ride from one of the other guys." He looked at his nearest teammate, who happened to be Zabuza.
Zabuza scowled. "Don't look at me, I've got to pick up Haku after this." Haku was a sixth grader that Zabuza, supposedly, tutored. (Everyone else was convinced that Haku was tutoring Zabuza.) "Get Raiga to do it."
Kisame glanced expectantly at Raiga, who raised his hands defensively. "Hey, don't look at me!"
"What?" Kisame grinned. "Have ANOTHER funeral you've got to attend?" That was his excuse whenever he wanted to get out of something.
"Not until this Thursday," he said. (Kisame snorted.) "I'm visiting Ranmaru at the hospital today." Everybody knew what was up with Zabuza and Haku. Nobody had any clue who Ranmaru was. Just that he apparently spent a lot of time in a hospital.
Kisame sighed. "Does ANYBODY else have a ride? Choujuurou...?"
"I'm only fifteen, I don't have my license yet."
"I really don't mind waiting, Kisame," Itachi said. (Sasuke said, "I do!" Itachi ignored him.) He walked into the gym, dropped his backpack on the floor, took a seat against the wall, pulled out a book, and started quietly reading. (Sasuke peeked his head into the room long enough to give Itachi an exasperated look, then pulled back out and started loudly stomping off somewhere.)
Suigetsu crouched down next to the pool to mutter at Kisame, "You sure he's not your boyfriend? What kinda guy wants to sit around watching a bunch of half-naked wet men, huh?" He grinned wickedly.
Re: Cut up into an unspecified amount of mini-sections! :D;;ckret2July 11 2010, 08:58:48 UTC
Kisame splashed him again. This time, he managed to get the brat full in the face. Suigetsu pulled back, spluttering. "He's not even looking," Kisame said. "Besides, what the hell are you talking about? Is that the kind of stuff you think about, Suigetsu?"
Suigetsu scowled. "Of course not! I was just saying... that he was... you know... just... watching and all..."
"And what are YOU doing?" That was Zabuza. Kisame appreciated the support. (Late though it was.)
His scowl deepened. "I was just-I'm gonna join the team next year, so I-screw you!" He stomped off. "Hey Itachi, I'm gonna go find your brother and get in trouble with him!"
"Hn?" Itachi didn't even look up from his book. "Fine. Just don't get him in any trouble."
There were snickers. Itachi didn't notice.
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"Can you drop me off first?"
"No, Sasuke."
"But we pass the house to get to Kisame's anyway"
"No, we don't. I'd have to drive Kisame around another half hour if I dropped you off."
"So? I had to wait for HIM for four hours, I don't see why he can't wait for me for thirty minutes!"
"Sasuke..."
"Itachi, it's fine," Kisame said. "If you want to drop Sasuke off first, go ahead."
"See, Itachi?! He said it's fine!"
"Besides," Kisame added. "I was going to ask you if you wanted to come over for dinner anyway."
Itachi glanced over at Kisame-the first time his eyes had even wavered from the road since turning on the car. (The guy could focus like nobody's business.) "Oh?" He looked straight forward again. "All right."
"Can you PLEASE drop me off first?"
"Fine."
"GREAT!" Sasuke heaved a sigh of relief and flopped back in his car seat, as if he'd just been informed that the waterboarding equipment was busted and his daily session had been cancelled. Kisame just grinned at his theatrics. How had Itachi and Sasuke ended up related, anyway? Itachi hadn't been that bratty in junior high.
After a moment, Sasuke asked, "Why do you go over to Kisame's house so often for dinner, these days?"
"Because you're not there."
"Itachi!" Sasuke leaned forward to punch him in the arm.
"Sasuke! You can't hit me, I'm driving." But Kisame could see Itachi was trying not to smile.
When they reached the Uchiha household, Sasuke was out the door and halfway up the driveway almost before the car had stopped. Itachi waited long enough to make sure he got inside, and then started down the street again.
"So. What's for dinner?"
"Your choice," Kisame said. "I didn't even know I was inviting you over until a few minutes ago."
"Oh?" Itachi's gaze never wavered from the road, but his expression grew slightly more thoughtful. "Any good leftovers?"
"Not really. I think there's some burgers, but they're getting kinda old."
"Pizza? I'll pay for half."
Kisame grinned. "The usual?"
"If you have to." The usual was pineapple and anchovies. Didn't matter how much Itachi acted like he didn't love it, Kisame knew he did.
"If I call now, it'll get there about the time we do."
"All right."
"Can I borrow your phone?" Kisame never, ever had his phone. The same way he never, ever drove himself anywhere. He was always with Itachi anyway, why bother?
"Backpack."
Kisame reached into the back seat and pulled up Itachi's backpack, and went straight to the pouch containing Itachi's cell phone. Of course he knew where it was. They were in and out of each other's backpacks so frequently that Kisame had gotten into the habit of carrying Itachi's textbooks for the classes they shared.
After making the call, Kisame said, "You know, I think Suigetsu's about to figure us out."
"Hn. I heard him." Itachi didn't seem fazed at all. "He's just being his age."
"That doesn't bother you?"
Itachi shrugged. "Not particularly. It's worth it to get to watch you swim."
"Heh. You didn't look like you were watching."
"Good."
Itachi's eyes never strayed from the road, but Kisame knew he could see him all the same.
Re: Cut up into an unspecified amount of mini-sections! :D;;ezyls_girlJuly 12 2010, 00:13:10 UTC
The conversation between the Uchiha brothers is so much win. "See, Itachi?! He said it's fine!" and ZABUZA and Kisame being kinda weird-nice and SUIGETSU GODDAMN. *A*
I AM SO JEALOUS OF THE FUN YOU GUYS HAD WITHOUT ME D
Prompt: swim-team!Kisame, as seen here.
Requester: Weeaboobs
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"Hey, Kisame," Suigetsu said, jutting his chin toward the door into the gym. "Your boyfriend's here."
There were immature snickers from the rest of the swim team as Kisame glanced automatically at the door. "Hey, shut up." He splashed Suigetsu, who jumped away from the edge of the pool. "And what are you supposed to be, our fangirl?" Suigetsu wasn't even on the swim team. He was a junior high kid. (The high school, for some moronic reason, had no swimming pool. Since the junior high got out of school a period earlier than the high school, the swim team was bussed over every day to use their pool, where they stayed into the afternoon. Of course, this also meant that brats like Suigetsu could bother the team. He was a fun brat, at least.)
Kisame turned to the door, and shouted to Itachi, "It's probably gonna be another couple of hours. We've got a meet coming up." Since Itachi had to come over to the junior high anyway to pick up Sasuke, he usually hung around and picked up Kisame as well. (And he had one bitching ride, to say the least. That was the only word for it, bitching. Dark red and black flames up the sides. Itachi was not a flashy guy, but that car was something else.) Then again, on most days, swimming only ran about thirty minutes past the time Itachi arrived.
Itachi nodded. "I'll wait."
Kisame could hear an exaggerated groan from outside the gym. "Itachiii, come ON. I already have to wait around like two hours after school every day waiting for you to get here, I don't want to wait two MORE."
Itachi turned to address the groaner. "Quiet. You need to do your homework anyway. You can do that just as easily here as at home."
"If you keep doing this, I'm gonna take up that Orochimaru guy on his offer to drive me home."
"Don't even think about it."
"If you need to take Sasuke home, that's fine," Kisame said. "I'll get a ride from one of the other guys." He looked at his nearest teammate, who happened to be Zabuza.
Zabuza scowled. "Don't look at me, I've got to pick up Haku after this." Haku was a sixth grader that Zabuza, supposedly, tutored. (Everyone else was convinced that Haku was tutoring Zabuza.) "Get Raiga to do it."
Kisame glanced expectantly at Raiga, who raised his hands defensively. "Hey, don't look at me!"
"What?" Kisame grinned. "Have ANOTHER funeral you've got to attend?" That was his excuse whenever he wanted to get out of something.
"Not until this Thursday," he said. (Kisame snorted.) "I'm visiting Ranmaru at the hospital today." Everybody knew what was up with Zabuza and Haku. Nobody had any clue who Ranmaru was. Just that he apparently spent a lot of time in a hospital.
Kisame sighed. "Does ANYBODY else have a ride? Choujuurou...?"
"I'm only fifteen, I don't have my license yet."
"I really don't mind waiting, Kisame," Itachi said. (Sasuke said, "I do!" Itachi ignored him.) He walked into the gym, dropped his backpack on the floor, took a seat against the wall, pulled out a book, and started quietly reading. (Sasuke peeked his head into the room long enough to give Itachi an exasperated look, then pulled back out and started loudly stomping off somewhere.)
Suigetsu crouched down next to the pool to mutter at Kisame, "You sure he's not your boyfriend? What kinda guy wants to sit around watching a bunch of half-naked wet men, huh?" He grinned wickedly.
(THIS IS A BREAK, THERE IS A PART 2)
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Suigetsu scowled. "Of course not! I was just saying... that he was... you know... just... watching and all..."
"And what are YOU doing?" That was Zabuza. Kisame appreciated the support. (Late though it was.)
His scowl deepened. "I was just-I'm gonna join the team next year, so I-screw you!" He stomped off. "Hey Itachi, I'm gonna go find your brother and get in trouble with him!"
"Hn?" Itachi didn't even look up from his book. "Fine. Just don't get him in any trouble."
There were snickers. Itachi didn't notice.
-(YES THIS IS A SCENE BREAK)-
"Can you drop me off first?"
"No, Sasuke."
"But we pass the house to get to Kisame's anyway"
"No, we don't. I'd have to drive Kisame around another half hour if I dropped you off."
"So? I had to wait for HIM for four hours, I don't see why he can't wait for me for thirty minutes!"
"Sasuke..."
"Itachi, it's fine," Kisame said. "If you want to drop Sasuke off first, go ahead."
"See, Itachi?! He said it's fine!"
"Besides," Kisame added. "I was going to ask you if you wanted to come over for dinner anyway."
Itachi glanced over at Kisame-the first time his eyes had even wavered from the road since turning on the car. (The guy could focus like nobody's business.) "Oh?" He looked straight forward again. "All right."
"Can you PLEASE drop me off first?"
"Fine."
"GREAT!" Sasuke heaved a sigh of relief and flopped back in his car seat, as if he'd just been informed that the waterboarding equipment was busted and his daily session had been cancelled. Kisame just grinned at his theatrics. How had Itachi and Sasuke ended up related, anyway? Itachi hadn't been that bratty in junior high.
After a moment, Sasuke asked, "Why do you go over to Kisame's house so often for dinner, these days?"
"Because you're not there."
"Itachi!" Sasuke leaned forward to punch him in the arm.
"Sasuke! You can't hit me, I'm driving." But Kisame could see Itachi was trying not to smile.
When they reached the Uchiha household, Sasuke was out the door and halfway up the driveway almost before the car had stopped. Itachi waited long enough to make sure he got inside, and then started down the street again.
"So. What's for dinner?"
"Your choice," Kisame said. "I didn't even know I was inviting you over until a few minutes ago."
"Oh?" Itachi's gaze never wavered from the road, but his expression grew slightly more thoughtful. "Any good leftovers?"
"Not really. I think there's some burgers, but they're getting kinda old."
"Pizza? I'll pay for half."
Kisame grinned. "The usual?"
"If you have to." The usual was pineapple and anchovies. Didn't matter how much Itachi acted like he didn't love it, Kisame knew he did.
"If I call now, it'll get there about the time we do."
"All right."
"Can I borrow your phone?" Kisame never, ever had his phone. The same way he never, ever drove himself anywhere. He was always with Itachi anyway, why bother?
"Backpack."
Kisame reached into the back seat and pulled up Itachi's backpack, and went straight to the pouch containing Itachi's cell phone. Of course he knew where it was. They were in and out of each other's backpacks so frequently that Kisame had gotten into the habit of carrying Itachi's textbooks for the classes they shared.
After making the call, Kisame said, "You know, I think Suigetsu's about to figure us out."
"Hn. I heard him." Itachi didn't seem fazed at all. "He's just being his age."
"That doesn't bother you?"
Itachi shrugged. "Not particularly. It's worth it to get to watch you swim."
"Heh. You didn't look like you were watching."
"Good."
Itachi's eyes never strayed from the road, but Kisame knew he could see him all the same.
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I AM SO JEALOUS OF THE FUN YOU GUYS HAD WITHOUT ME D
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...I love you. And everything you stand for.
Bahahaha, the Itachilines! Zabuza/Haku implications! Suigetsu being a dorky jerk, aaaaah, this is so awesome. <3
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