𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑰𝒏 𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔 //𝑰𝒕𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒊//

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

There wasn't any sort of clock or...well there wasn't any sort of anything here. I would have voiced this aloud but I felt kinda dumb saying that because it's a safe room and not supposed to be furnished. I was almost desperate at this point to break the tense silence. Anything. Fucking anything.

I think I'm actually going insane but it's probably only been a few minutes. I shift uncomfortably until I'm pretty sure Itachi wants to personally end me himself, safe room or not. But it's really warm in here. Or maybe it isn't and I'm just really gay. Okay fuck it, anything to end the silence. Shower thoughts it is.

"If T-O-M-B is pronounced 'toom' and W-O-M-B is pronounced 'woom'..." Itachi gave me a questioning look. "Shouldn't B-O-M-B be pronounced  'boom'?" I finished. Sure I was just trying to start up a conversation, but I actually wanted to know. "Like, what the fuck, un."

He looked surprised. Well he was hard to read, but that's also the face he made when I kicked him in the stomach... so I'm going to assume he's surprised.

Then something happened. He laughed. An actual, genuine laugh. It was short, but it happened. And he smiled. Now it was my turn to be caught off my guard because dear lord, "Flustered" didn't even begin to describe the absolute state of gay panic I was in. It was this moment that I realized no amount of time, or vodka, or even explosions could ever allow me to forget that asshole's laugh.

And I had no fucking clue what to do about it.

For now, my best battle strategy was to slouch over and hide my face in my hands until the entire fucking world disappeared. "Dick move, Uchiha."
I mumbled, turning to face him and opening my fingers so I could peek out at his reaction.He seemed pleasantly surprised, but his smile had shifted back into that smug smirk of his.

Shit. All I'm doing is feeding his ego. I inwardly groaned. I knew I hadn't dated in a while, but seriously? Acting like a schoolgirl over some guy? Sure he was a flawless fucking specimen of the human race, but I'm not thirsty enough to go for the dude who literally kidnapped me... am I?
No. Well, maybe. fUcK!

This wasn't going anywhere. I gave Itachi a pleading look. Something along the lines of: "Dear god just say anything before I explode please." And I think he got the message.

"Is that how you spend your time when you're not blowing shit up? Tumblr?"

It was better than nothing.

"Ha! You're just jealous because I know more random ass shit than you ever could!" I  snarked, finally managing to get my shit together.

"Fine then, fire away." Itachi coaxed.

I thought for a moment. It was hard to find one after being put on the spot, but I managed to find something.

"Turtles can breathe out of their asses."

Itachi sighed and gave me a concerned look. "And this is the type of stuff that goes through your head on a regular basis?" He asked, not braking his stare.

"What can I say? My mind is like someone emptied the Kitchen junk drawer onto a trampoline, un." I shrugged.

We continued chatting for who knows how long. What was that saying? Time flies when you're stuck in a cellar with a raven haired hottie? Whatever. Soon, I was so immersed in our conversation that I couldn't hear the faint pops of gunfire from above, or when it finally stopped.

...That is, until I almost shit myself when I heard the sound of someone shuffling through the entrance and climbing down the ladder. Itachi must've heard it too, because he immediately shot up and raised his gun to the entrance.

"Frown Lines? Blondie? Are you guys down here?" Called a man's voice.

Itachi sighed and lowered his gun as the person came into view. It was the silver haired guy. Hidan, I think. He had a shit ton of blood on his hands (that probably wasn't his) which made him significantly more intimidating than when we first passed in the hallway.

"We are. Now what is it?" Itachi asked. It was weird to see him go from sarcastic and charming to all business and slightly pissed off in a matter of moments.

"It's done. They showed up, shot some people, and then left. Heh, not before I sacrificed a couple of them though." He explained, sounding proud of himself on the last part.

I stiffened. What the hell did he mean by 'sacrificed'?

Noticing my stare, he walked over to me.
"I don't think I've introduced myself to you yet. I'm Hidan. I would shake your hand, but they're not exactly clean at the moment."

He didn't sound threatening, so I decided to just roll with it. "Deidara. And didn't you literally climb over a sink before this?" I pointed out.

He shrugged "It was a choice. Anyhow, I just came to tell you two that the Clubs were done throwing their tantrum."

"C'mon then," Itachi said cold as ever as he moved towards the exit.

Hidan gave me an amused smirk at his behaviour and I tried to return it but to be honest that stung. It looked like whatever happened down here was going to be forgotten. It didn't mean anything. Damn.

I made my way out as well after an "after you" from Hidan.

An: Am I the only one who downloaded the google translate app just to read Spanish fan fics?