Don't kill me, but... This is the fourteenth and final chapter of the series. T.T

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Kishimoto's characters~!!

PAIRINGS: MadaXIta, KisaXMada, KisaXIta.

WARNING: Extremely sappy ending. T-T

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Chapter Fourteen: My Special Lullaby

I didn't know what Kisame had up his sleeve, but nonetheless, I was suspicious. He had simply tied me up, stuck that ridiculous looking mouthpiece in my mouth, and blindfolded me. I could only rely on listening for any signs of something bad to happen. I sat in the closet quietly, listening. Something was wrong... So very wrong and I couldn't do anything... I jumped when I heard the door open. Voices...

"Kisame, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Itachi's musical voice asked innocently. My heart thudded against my ribs, my empty growling stomach ceasing. I perked to attention, almost like a dog hearing its master arrive.

"It's about Madara... I want to know why everyone's so obsessed with him. Not only you, but the rest of Akatsuki." Kisame's voice explained. I heard him sitting on the bed and Itachi's footsteps moving to stand near the closet.

"Nobody's obsessed with him, Kisame... Madara is our leader and we should respect him, whether or not we trust him. Nor if he happens to be having some personal problems." Itachi added under his breath. I frowned. What's that supposed to mean? God! That same, frustrating confusion that only Itachi knew how to stir up so badly.

"Hm... Well, that's not what it seems like. I mean, sure we're loyal. I can deal with that, but... There's something about Madara that's suspicious."

"... Like what?"

"I don't know. I mean, you already know he was trying to trick you into dating almost every available, or unavailable, man on the planet, just so he could prove that he was the best of them all." Kisame growled and I knew he was glaring at the closet. I could almost feel his glare. I heard Itachi sigh.

"Kisame, really... Madara simply doesn't understand the emotion of love and it's complicated for him," Itachi explained calmly, "He merely wants to have an explanation for everything... His obsession with... Er..." I could tell Itachi was blushing and it made my body tingle at the thought.

"His obsession with you." Kisame put in, his voice tight.

"Right... Well, his explanation for his obsession just happens to be love, but he doesn't understand it. Kisame, let him fool around. He's just a child testing things out."

"So, he's testing you and your emotions out?" Kisame demanded. I knew Itachi was probably looking ashamed now...

"No... I know Madara loves me, but... Kisame, please. Madara only wanted to test things out. He was arrogant, sure, but I know he's probably regretting his decision."

Damn straight. If I'd known this would happen, I wouldn't even THINK of plotting a matchmaking scheme!

"Che... You're always defending him..." Kisame mumbled irritably.

"I am not!" Itachi protested rather loudly. It surprised me, actually, and probably Kisame.

"I do not always defend him, Kisame. For your information, I've had my fair share of arguments with Madara. Look, I don't want to talk about this now. I haven't gotten a decent night of sleep, I haven't eaten since yesterday, and I'm so miserable right now that I just don't have the energy to deal with this." Itachi said and I could hear him move to leave. That's when I heard Kisame jump to his feet and move to where Itachi was.

Panic expanded into my body by the tons. If the panic had been air and I was a balloon, I would have burst! I heard a gasp. It was Itachi's! What the Hell is going on out there, damn it?!

xxx (Kisame's POV) xxx

I gripped Itachi's waist tightly, my lips resting on his neck. He was squirming frantically, elbowing at me. I did manage to put him out of submission after a while by hitting my hand against his neck. I heard banging from the closet. Obviously Madara heard the commotion. I began to lead Itachi to the bed, using Madara's blood stained shackles to keep him down.

I opened the closet to reveal a squirming Uchiha known as Madara. His attention was alerted when I jerked him up under his arms. He kept squirming, trying to speak past the mouthpiece, but I couldn't comprehend.

I set him up across the room, chaining him up easily. I smirked and reached out, removing his mouthpiece. I was met with a glob of spit. I winced, dropping the item and wiping at my face.

"You said if I did what you said, you wouldn't hurt him, damn it!"

"Not exactly... I said you had to choose between love and pride. You chose to keep your love for Itachi, but who said I couldn't have Itachi for myself?"

"Leave him alone! Aren't you content with just one?!"

"No... In fact, why don't I just gather all the Uchiha in my room for one big orgy? Sounds like fun, doesn't it?"

"You're disgusting! If you touch him, I'll kill you! I swear it! I'll make you suffer your entire life for this!" Madara yelled, his voice slightly hoarse from yelling so much. I sighed and picked the mouthpiece back up, ready to place it back in his mouth. However, when I reached around his head to tie the piece, his blindfold came undone and-

xxx (Madara's POV) xxx

My eyes felt like they were in flames as I shut them tightly. I hissed in pain past clenched teeth as Kisame collapsed to the floor in front of me. My body tensed up. After a while, I had known my chakra was all the way up. It didn't take weeks. In fact, for the past three days, it had been at its height and now it's halfway gone.

My head ached horribly and I felt like fainting, but I wasn't finished. I pulled as hard as I could and the chains creaked and snapped. I forced myself up on wobbly legs, taking the blindfold and mouthpiece the rest of the way off. My first order of business was unchaining those filthy shackles from Itachi's precious body.

I left him there, however, seeing as I wasn't carrying him to his room naked. I eventually found my clothes. Kisame had hidden them under the bed. I dressed in only the pants, seeing as my shirt was missing... I was about to carry Itachi out, but I noticed something wrong. Kisame merely lay on the floor unconscious... He would wake up in about three days... A week? Either way, I was ready to give him a surprise when he woke up...

xxx

I sat with my back to the wall atop Itachi's bed. Itachi rested against my chest, sleeping quietly. I felt exhausted as well, but I wasn't falling asleep... No... Way...

xxx (Itachi's POV) xxx

Honestly, I had no idea what had happened after I passed out in Kisame's room, but when I woke up to find Madara holding onto me as he slept... I realized I didn't care. I couldn't possibly care less. I scooted up a bit, sitting beside him. His red eyes were closed, his chest rising and falling. His wild, soft black hair hung in its usual, unruly style.

I leaned up, kissing him on his cheek. His features softened as he slept on. I slid a hand along his chest, wrapping it around his neck as I kissed him again and again. The warmth radiated off his body, sending relief signals throughout my body....

He was safe.

He was alive.

That was all that mattered. Madara was alive and he was safe. I loved him, really, I did. It almost made me want to stay... I stopped kissing him to look at him sadly. What would Madara do when I died...? Would he be upset? Or would he understand my wishes? It was hard to tell with Madara... He could be unpredictable.

I clung to Madara, my arms around his neck as I let him rest against me rather than the other way around. I moved my thumb to run along his smooth, warm cheek to his soft lips. I sighed quietly, closing my eyes to sleep.

"Mmm, who said you could stop...?" Madara's sleepy voice asked. I opened my eyes in surprise to find Madara's twinkling red eyes staring at me past lazy eyelids. I smiled slowly.

"I love you, Madara..."

"Say it again..."

"I love you."

"Mmmm, like a lullaby..." Madara murmured as he drifted back to sleep. I would have gladly let him take me right then and there, but he was tired and I understood. After all, he had a very rough time...

"I love you, Madara..."

xxx (Kisame's POV) xxx

I woke up chained to the wall of my room after what felt like maybe a week? ... Or two... I gasped in shocked when I realized what had happened. Damn! Damn it all to Hell! Ugh, this was so stupid... If I can't fuck Madara or Itachi, I guess that only leaves...

"Sasuke!"

xxx (Sasuke's POV) xxx

I sneezed out loud as I made my way through the woods that led near the Akatsuki's hideout.

"Sasuke, are you okay?! Are you sick?!" Karin cried in my ear, making my headache as my ears rang.

"Quit screaming like a bitch in labor, you retard!" Suigetsu yelled at her, annoyed as he forced himself to carry Zabuza's heavy sword on his back.

"..." Juugo yawned softly at my side, giving me a sympathetic look. I sighed. God, life sucked...

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A/N: Yes, sappy random ending. :/ Sorry this ended so suddenly and quickly... ^^; But, this story was beginning to confuse me. You see, it wasn't supposed to be this long nor was it supposed to have the graphics with Kisame and Madara... In fact, it was only supposed to include Itachi, Deidara, and Madara, but I got carried away with awesome ideas and suggestions. lol. So, I'll just end this story here and thank you all for reading.

Madara: So no more torture for me then :D?

Tsukuyomi: Now hold on. Who said that? I'm planning on writing another MadaTorture story.

Madara: Why?! That's so unfair. -headdesk-

Tsukuyomi: Think of it this way... You're getting more attention~

Madara: ... Hm.... That is, if these lovely readers of yours review!

Tsukuyomi: xD