Akatsuki Boyfriend Scenarios [COMPLETE]

You do something nice for them.

A/N: Ekkk! Sorry for this!!!! But just... Wow! I am amazed at how far this book has gotten in, what, a month? 3k view may not seem like much, but it's a lot to me, the most I've ever gotten actually but I really can't thank you enough, to everyone who has commented, voted, and read this far. I love all of you, even the ghosties but an update on the one shot book, I'll be starting that very soon, feel free to drop a request, even just a character name is good and I have just finished watching death note, so perhaps a death note boyfriend scenario book will follow soon? Maybe... Any who! On to the scenario promised!!!!! P.S. Author-chan loves you all!

Errrr DISCLAIMER! this gets a bit perverted. I didn't mean it to be, but uh... You know fangirls...? (Is that an acceptable excuse? Or am I just a pervert?) So uhm... It gets a little sexual... Especially in Hidan's, which I just wrote... Oops... Well, I better carry on now... Kakuzu!

Kisame:

"Perfect!" You sigh breathlessly, wafting your hair away from your face. You look at the cookies on a plate, hands on hips, with a proud look. The cute little fish shaped cookies would be gone in minutes if you left the cooling rack there, so you moved it to the counter where the skin was, so it was in view while you washed up. While washing an extra large spoon, a hand made a grab towards the cookies, to which you brought the spoon down upon them; swiftly.

"Hidan, no! They're Kisame!" You scolded the Jashinist.

"F*****G fine!!" He hissed and marched away, cookie-less. No more than ten seconds later, another hand reached for them. You brought the spoon down upon them too, inflicting your wrath, having ignored the signature blueness of said hand.

"Yow!! I thought you said they were for me?" Kisame said with a pouty tone.

"Oh? Kisame? Yes, they're for you, uh, go ahead." You said, a little flustered, at his sudden arrival. You grabbed a cloth and began to dry the various things you had used to make the cookies, including a chainsaw and blowtorch. The loud crunches, gulps, contented sighs and sounds of more cookies being snatched from the plate were all you needed to know; you did good.

"Aren't you gonna try one, (Y/N)?" You were drying the spoon.

"I have to finish cleaning first." You were so distracted you didn't hear Kisame come up behind you until his chest was against your back. His cool fingers slipped the spoon from your hand and he pressed a soft kiss to your cheek.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you?" He turned your head to the side so he could press another kiss: to your lips this time. Then, you suddenly remember the spoon, and realised you didn't have it anymore. Huh? Where did it go? Did I drop it? And that's when you felt a thwack on your behind.

"Kisame!"

Itachi:

You felt like you should do something you knew Itachi would like. You knew he could easily appreciate good art, so you decided to make some yourself. Although, you downright refused advice from Sasori and Deidara. You had been sat at the art easel for Jashin-knows how long, by now, and you were almost finished. You just had a little bit more to do and you were mixing the perfect colour when you felt a familiar, safe presence behind you.

"Hello, Itachi." You greeted formally.

"(Y/N)." He murmured a curt greeting, although it was more like a simple acknowledgement.

"Do ya like my painting, 'tachi?" You asked in a much more casual tone.

"I do," his voice was still no more than a murmur and he was up close, leaning over your shoulder now to get a better look, now. It was a very picturesque scene. A river, cherry blossom trees, a sunset. You just had to add the black silhouette of a boy and a girl, just as you planned, and were mixing the perfect deep red to match the sunset theme. "And who would this be for?" He whispered into your ear in a low tone.