Parenting 101🍡

𑁍𝓘𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭𑁍

(Itachi's POV)

Tobi seemed hesitant to come close to me. I must have scared him too much and hurt his feelings. The slight pang in my heart hurt, how could I treated him like that?

I let the slight blush from earlier due down and approached Tobi. Taking his hand in my own, and getting to his level I connected his forehead to mine.

Itachi: Tobi, m-mommy is very sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you the way I did. I was angry and wasn't thinking. So please...don't be scared.

Tobi's doe eyes looked up at me with a few tears. He nodded his head and suddenly hugged me. My arms instinctively wrapped around and held the small child close. I wasn't going to let anyone or anything hurt him again. I could hurt him the same way I hurt Sasuke or others.

The big hug stopped when Tobi pulled away. Then he said something that made me want to toss Kisame out the window.

Tobi: why we're you angry? Daddy told me that you were angry because he didn't give enough kisses...

Itachi: oh, he said that?

I turned to Kisame and gave him a deadly glare. I really have to show him how not to tell the kids inappropriate things. Also, Tobi's mood changes quite quickly in my opinion. but then again I couldn't say anything. Maybe this was just a damn Uchiha thing.

(Author's POV)

Itachi stood up straight and looked down to smile at Tobi.

Itachi: I think it's your bedtime, Tobi.

Tobi: Noooo, I'm not tired...*yawn*

Kisame: From the looks of it you are. Now go to bed. I'll tuck you in again if you want.

Tobi: No, I can do it myself. Hmh

Tobi turned on his heel and headed upstairs to his room. When he disappeared, Itachi turned to Kisame.

Itachi: So, what is this about you telling the kids things?

Kisame: I had to, there wasn't anything else to say, and besides...

Kisame walked up slowly to Itachi and whispered in his ear.

Kisame: I feel like I didn't give you enough kisses, Itachi-san. I can go on all night if you'd like. 

Itachi froze as a crimson blush covered his pale face. The weasel wasn't the type to give in to feelings, but Kisame was making him feel weak. It seemed like his feelings of anger and guilt were slowly starting to dissipate as he covered his mouth and in a hushed tone, whisper-yelled at kisame in disbelief at his rash talk. 

Itachi: K-Kisame!!

Kisame: Hahaha, I was kidding, Itachi-san. I think it's both of our bedtimes as well.

With that, Kisame hopped onto the black soft couch and closed his eyes, but the shark felt eyes burning through him. The shark's intuition was spot on when he looked beside him. Itachi looked hesitant to speak, but Kisame knew something was wrong.

Kisame: C'mon Itachi-san, I know you want to say something. So say it. I mean we just talked, I think I can handle a bit more angst for the night if you really want to talk some more.

Kisame then sat up and grabbed Itachi's hand in a comforting manner. 

Itachi: can you s-sleep with m-me...

Kisame blinked at his partner a few times. He looked concerned after Itachi spoke and believed the Uchiha had no cule about how love or anything relating to that worked.

Kisame: Isn't it too soon for those kinds of things, Itachi-san. We only kissed once. Besides, the kids might hear-

Itachi: N-NO, I didn't mean that you pervert! I-It's just that I've been having some issues...you know what, never mind. Goodnight, Kisame.

Itachi quickly turned around before heading upstairs to his room, feeling embarrassed. Though he did feel much lighter after their converstation. But not when it came to other things he didn't want to face now. 

(Itachi's POV)

The feeling of dread took over when I reached my room. The only light source was the moon outside gleaming through the glass of the balcony door. How exactly was I going to fall asleep with all those dreams and horrible feelings? I couldn't tell Kisame the whole truth, it would inconvenience him too much and I've done that already. I'm the worst, but I also didn't want to hide things from him. Sighing I closed my eyes and pressed my fingers against my lips before sliding them down my neck. I could still feel the lingering feeling of him all over me. Pressing me down and roughly kissing my neck. Just the thought of it sent shivers down my spine. However, I didn't want that to distract me so I shook my head to clear the thoughts. 

I grabbed a book from my shelf as well as a soft-knitted blanket that was gifted to me by Kisame. It was a present for my birthday that I never told anyone about. According to him, he told me he saw it in the bingo book. During that time I didn't care about what he gave me. My only mission was to spy on the Akatsuki, but I guess those were old times.

I made my way to the balcony and sat in the rocking chair. The stars of the night were as beautiful as ever, and the moon shined through the sky. Sure, it had its own imperfections, but who doesn't? "No one is perfect in this cruel world," that's what Shisui told me before he died.
As I thought of him my eyes began to water. Damn, I miss that idiot. Always got us into trouble, slept in late before missions, and even snuck a dog along in his bag for an important mission. Apparently, it jumped in when he "wasn't looking". Knowing him that was a lie, Shisui was the most alert when it came down to missions and training.

It was all perfect, for both of us buddies, that's until Danzo had to come along and ruin it. That bastard! My blood began to boil with the simple thought of it. Though my face didn't show it, I hate that man for what he did. People like him don't deserve any praise in the world, but neither do I. I let those things slip past my sight. I let the elders along with the 3rd Hokage use me as a scapegoat for Danzo. Letting them incriminate me and for the crime of Shisui's demise hit hard. My family along with Sasuke hated and still hate me. The village shinobi look at me as a traitor. I'm in the bingo book for something I didn't have a part in. Only the shinobi in high positions know know the truth, but in reality what difference did it make? Everyone else in the village has no idea at all about it.

These thoughts made me tired, but I promised myself I wouldn't fall asleep. Looking past the balcony rails I could see the tiny pond we had. The Water Lillys looked as beautiful as ever. That was Kisame's idea to put them in the pond. He has a soft spot for flowers even if he keeps denying it.

(Author's POV)

The weasel's lips formed into a hardly visible smile. Though Kisame annoyed him at times with his antics, the weasel had no hate toward him. Itachi just didn't like the fact that Kisame was so good at making him open up. That's how Kisame found out about his secret mission and the truth about Shisui. The only thing was that Itachi himself didn't know much about Kisame. And when Itachi ended up trying to research him, Kisame got mad and even tried fighting Itachi. So he didn't pry anymore for his and the other's sake. 

After all that's what you do for a friend? If you could even call them that now...
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Itachi without realizing it ended up sleeping in the rocking chair. His long-forgotten book rested in his lap. His eyes were shut and his long lashes fluttered a bit on his cheeks. That's when the sound of someone walking approached the sleeping Uchiha. The knitted blanket was lifted and the book was set aside on the small table beside the chair.

Kisame: *sigh* it's dangerous to sleep outside, and yet you still do it, Itachi-san.

Kisame lifted Itachi bridal style and took him inside before laying him in his bed. Itachi stirred a bit in his sleep. The ponytail looked like it bothered him, so Kisame gently pulled the hair tie out and placed it on the nightstand next to the bed. His raven-colored hair stayed spread out on the pillow.
Laying behind Itachi, Kisame pulled him close by the waist and kissed the top of his head. He knew that Itachi wasn't a big fan of skinship, and he would probably kill him in the morning if he found out. The half-shark just couldn't suppress his feelings for his partner. He knew he had already crossed a line that couldn't be redrawn.