The Fox and The Weasel at Red Dawn: rewrite!

Chapter 9: And then the truth comes out

Kisame was taking a nap after his shift of watching for any ANBU, and now it was Naruto's turn. He thought he would like to enjoy a few hours of sleep in peace as Itachi's crush watched over Itachi and him, but that all changed as soon as he heard the gagging noises. He picked his right eye open to see Naruto's back hunched over as he puked up his stomach content. Usually, Kisame wouldn't do anything, but he was tired, and his teammate was even more exhausted than him. Itachi had been up, trying to keep Naruto from having any nightmares again, and he had finally fallen asleep an hour before Naruto's watch. Naruto didn't know though, and that was what Itachi wanted, but Naruto was getting on Kisame's nerves. First he was overly hungry, and then the puking that had been the eleven bowls of his cooking, and then the nightmare. It had agitated him to no end. And now he was going to confront the problem.

Naruto was just done with his dose of morning sickness for the day, hopefully, when he felt a presence behind him. He turned around to see Kisame, with his arms crossed angrily. Naruto didn't even get a word in of what he wanted to say.

"I want to know what is going on, now," Kisame growled as he glared at Naruto.

"I can't," he replied. "I want to tell Itachi first."

"Well why haven't you?"

"I've tried, but—"

"There are no excuses," Kisame growled. "You either tell him, or you don't. Now, which one is it."

"I'm going to tell him, but there are a lot of variables in the way," Naruto stated. "I will tell him when I get the chance."

"Why didn't you try yesterday?"

"I did, but you interrupted me before I could get a chance to tell him, twice."

"Well, when are you going to tell him?"

"When I get the right chance."

"When will you get the 'right' chance?"

"I don't know," Naruto answered truthfully.

"Well, then, it seems like we are in a dilemma, so you better tell me now before I cut you up into tiny pieces because I am seriously agitated." Now Kisame was lying, but it seemed to be the right kind of effect. It's too bad that it was spoiled though.

"Kisame, if you even consider laying any kind of dangerous threat on him, then I am going to make your mind into mush, understand," Itachi warned with a dangerous aura around him.

"I was just kidding, Itachi, but now for that news I want," Kisame stated as he glared at Naruto, waiting for the answer.

"Don't pressure him, Kisame," Itachi stated. "That's no way to get anything out of him. Now, I suggest that you leave him alone, and go on with your peace before you ruin it."

"But Itachi, I caught him throwing up the dinner that I prepared for him last night."

"I didn't mean to," Naruto whispered, but that comment was overridden by Itachi's.

"Maybe it's because he ate too much," Itachi replied. "It's happened a lot to Tobi, so why can't it happen to Naruto?"

"Yeah, but that's different. Tobi usually throws it up right after dinner, not the next day."

"People are different in many ways, Kisame."

"Yeah, but they are never that different."

"Naruto is not dif—"

"You're wrong," Naruto interrupted as he looked up into Itachi's eyes. Itachi turned towards him. "I'm someone different than you'll ever imagine."

"Naruto, just because of the Kyuubi—"

"It's not because of the Kyuubi. It's because I'm pregnant."