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Kisame's hand shifted, and a grip was weakly given, as the shark-man didn't want to relinquish that comfort just yet. "Screw the meeting..." he grumbled. He wasn't feeling up to getting up and moving around, just yet. But then, the image of Itachi before he'd told the other male to rest, popped into his head. He'd seen a bit of worry in the Uchiha's weary eyes, and so he let go of the other males' hand, and shifted to get up.

Sitting up made him dizzy, and it was rather hard. Kisame gritted his teeth and pushed himself to stay up, while trying to calm his head enough to get the sense of what up was, and what down was. He wound up slouching forwards, a partial groan coming from his lips.

Kisame gave off another bit of a groan, and his eyes shut tightly as he was pushed back down onto the bed. "Yeah, but... Leader-sama... will have my a** if I miss another one...." the shark man mumbled, though it was obvious he wasn't going to go anywhere for a while.

Kisame made a noise, but didn't say anything about that. "It's going to be difficult... if someone's found their container..." he mumbled. He was one of the leading sources of chakra for those sorts of things, since he was a powerhouse for it. "If it is that... will you come get me?" he looked over to the Uchiha.

Kisame gave a grunt, and relaxed entirely with that. "You should go... see what's up." he murmured, and a confirmed 'head off to the meeting now, un' was shouted through the door by a passing blond. The sounds of he and his puppeteer partner arguing echoed off the halls a little as something seemed to be brought up.

(( Hai ))

The meeting was more of Kakuzu complaining about their income, more than anything. Of course, Hidan had to put in a bit of an argument, which drew it out a little. And then Sasori brought something up, and it seemed to be 'insert argument here' for a bit, until Leader-sama could get enough time to state that there were going to be some more missions going out, and they had to work hard to try and get their containers soon. The meeting ended after a bit of an off-question as to where Kisame was.

Upon Itachi's return to the room, Kisame was not in bed. Quite the contrary, he was leaning against a wall, panting. What he had been trying to accomplish didn't seem to be the main focus, as he looked to the Uchiha when he entered the room. "'Tachi..." the blue man mumbled, breathless. He was covered in sweat again, and seemingly in pain.

Kisame started to shake his head a little, but his condition made him fold. He allowed Itachi to help him get back to bed, and his eyes fluttered closed for a few moments as he groaned lightly, his body settling a bit. "I thought... if I work on... moving around..." he mumbled a bit, voice shaking slightly. He paused and cracked an eye open to look over at the door, as someone knocked on it.

Sasori wandered in before a 'enter' was given, or even before anyone could answer the door. He was on orders from Leader, so he didn't have to worry.
"Leader-Sama 'requested' me to check up on... oh." the puppeteer paused at the sight of Kisame on the bed. "That explains everything." he stated almost drearily, remaining by the door. "That's all I need to know." he mumbled, and turned to walk out. He halted at the sound of a small 'wait' from Kisame.

Kisame looked to Itachi, and gave a bit of a sorry look. "'Tachi... do you still have... some of the poison... from the wound?" he asked quietly. "Sasori-san... could probably... figure out... what it was." The puppeteer was a master of poisons, among puppets, after all.

Sasori caught the vial and began examining it. "This is a rather common killing poison." he murmured, moving it up to a light for further examination. "Ah, but they added something... Do you mind if I keep this?" before he got an answer, he wandered out, when the sound of a particular blond causing a rucus was heard. "I'll tell Leader-sama he's just sick- not useless for a little while." came a call, and he was gone.


"Useless... for a little while." Kisame mumbled the words with a frown. Shifting a hand, he rested it on Itachi's, holding it there a little as his eyes closed. "'Tachi..." he mumbled after a few moments, looking up to the Uchiha. "I'm tired..." his eyes glanced down to where the bandages on his chest were as his eyes started closing again.

Kisame let out a soft sigh and he let his eyes close. His temperature was a bit warm, but nothing life-endangering, or even close. One of his hands shifted over to rest on Itachi's leg, and then he relaxed and began falling asleep, soothed by the feeling of his face being stroked softly. He was soon asleep, his breathing slow and regular as his eyes shifted a little behind his eyelids to show he was dreaming.