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Kisame was enjoying being able to touch Itachi without some cold protest from the other male. Eventually, he was finished washing the Uchiha, and gave himself a quick wash-over, before returning to cuddling with the younger male, not quite wanting his good fortune to end just yet.

"I know..." Kisame groaned lightly. He buried his face into Itachi's neck for a few moments, giving it a bit of a kiss and a nibble. He then pulled back, giving a light grumble under his breath at having to work so early(even if it really wasn't that early), as he climbed out so they could get dressed and finish up their job.

Kisame handed Itachi a towel, and used another to dry himself off. Even when dry, his blue skin looked damp in the misty air of the bathroom- the moisture caused by their finished shower. Giving a glance back at the Uchiha, the shark-man soon opened the door and stepped out of the bathroom, only to be greeted by a kunai embedding itself in his shoulder. With a groan, he pulled back and slammed the door, pulling the blade out of his flesh.

"Someone figured us out..." Kisame growled, now into a thoroughly bad mood as he just let the wound bleed. "What're we going to do, Itachi?" he heard a voice through the door... some babbling about 'we've found you out... come out with your hands held in front of you...' It was nothing he decided to pay attention to. Orbs flitted over to the shower and a partial grin played over his lips. If the Uchiha let him, he could clean house, quite literally. Being locked in the bathroom was the best thing they could have done to them.

Kisame gave almost a bloodthirsty grin. The light throb in his shoulder was easily ignored. The towel he had was soon tied around his waist, and he went over to the shower and turned it back on. A few jutsu symbols with his hands, and the feel of his chakra shifted around the room a bit. The water flowed out of the shower and along the door, soon disappearing under it.
The shark-man soon opened the door again, this time prepared for any attacks as he held the kunai that had been thrown at him in one hand. "Too bad my Samehada isn't here..." the tall, blue-skinned male commented, but it didn't seem to make any difference.

Before too long, Kisame was tugging on his boxers and pants, two bodies piled into a corner, and one figure was trapped in what looked like a giant bubble of water. "Itachi, I accidentally got our clothes damp!" the shark-man called into the bathroom, not seeming to care the clothes he pulled on were rather soaked, as he was grinning nearly from ear to ear. It made no difference to him, though he was partially delighted to note that the bag holding his Akatsuki cloak had managed to keep relatively dry.
The person in the bubble of water was continuously glaring at the fish-man, though it seemed that they were quite incapable of escaping.

"I know... " Kisame grunted. He pulled his cloak out of his back and wandered over, draping it around Itachi's shoulders since the other male didn't seem to want to put on wet clothes. The leader glared at him further, especially when only bubbles came out when he tried talking. The shark-man sighed, and eventually released his chakra from the water, causing the man to fall to the floor in a bit of a splash. A kunai was shown to the leader as a warning, as the blue man cleaned under his nails.

The leader coughed a bit, and glared up at Itachi. "I have my sources." was all he said, and stood, clenching his fists at his sides. There was a mask over his mouth, and his hair was hidden in a bandana, so it was hard to figure out who it was. Whoever it was, though, he seemed to really dislike Kisame, as he kept glaring at the shark.

Kisame had grinned in a monsterous way when Itachi commented that he would get to do whatever to the male if he didn't speak. He loved to torture. When the Uchiha told him to remove the mans' mask, he stepped forwards and did so with almost glee. When he did, though, he glared at the leader, who happened to have been one of his traveling partners. And then, he was shocked when he had the kunai stolen from him.

The leader, Reii, had punched Kisame in the wounded shoulder to get the Kunai. He'd thought about dealing more damage to the freakshow, but didn't. Instead, he jabbed the blade into his stomach, collapsing on the spot. There was a smirk on his face. "Anbu... Have been called..." he murmured as the blood seeped out of the wound he caused. He was startled a little when he was kicked by Kisame, as the shark-man lost his temper a little. He soon went still.

Kisame grumbled under his breath, ignoring the now-stronger throb in his shoulder. The pain didn't bother him, but he knew that if it kept bleeding, it'd mess with his head. Clamping a hand over it, he looked to Itachi to see what he wanted them to do. They still needed to get the scroll, though they didn't know how far the anbu was from them. Anbu usually wasn't a problem- just a mere annoyance. "Itachi?" the shark man asked.

Kisame opened his mouth to make excuses, then closed it. It was pointless- arguing with Itachi. That was one of the first things the shark-man learned about the other male. "I'll get the scroll, myself. You get dressed and get your things together." he eventually growled out- still irritated to figure out who the 'leader' was. Wandering over to the small pile of the other enemies' bodies, he snagged a short sword from one of them. Not as good as samehada, but definitely better then just kunai.
Kisame soon stalked out, leaving Itachi to do his own thing while he grumbled to himself about being figured out.


By the time the scroll was obtained, and Kisame returned to get his own things so they could leave, he had a few more slashes on him- lucky shots. The Anbu had come, and he had to deal with some of them. He was lapping at a freely-bleeding cut on his arm as he wandered into his room, the scroll in his other hand. More blood dripped from him, but again, he hardly gave it a notice. He was glad this mission was almost done... they could get away from there and turn in the scroll, and then go relax somewhere for a bit. That was- if Itachi wasn't pissed at him for letting them figure him out.