Itachi grabbed the red marker from the dry-erase board and began writing. Summer vacation started tomorrow and he was ready to start organizing their days.

Although the other club members were fine with this, Sakura wasn't very happy to have someone else control her vacation. "Why do we need to be on a strict plan? Can't we just do whatever we want?" she asked, raising her hand.

Itachi turned away from the board and pushed the cap back on the marker. "We are going to have fun, Sakura-san, but there are seven members of this club. If we all go and do our own thing, we won't have much time to be together and form the appropriate bonds we need during our high school days," he explained with his toneless voice.

Deidara leaned over to Sasori. "There he goes again. He must have been reading those weird high school relationship books again," he whispered.

"If he continues doing this, my head is going to explode," Sasori said back.

Itachi continued, "Also, if we don't make a thorough plan, our club's summer activities will be thrown into a chaotic mess. Right now, we will throw out ideas and write them down. Who wants to go first?"

Kakuzu raised his hand. "We should try our best to go to free or very cheap places during the summer. It should be our goal not to spend a single penny."

"That's fuckin' stupid! How are we supposed to do anything fun if we can't spend money?" Hidan argued.

"How about we only use our personal money when necessary?" Sakura suggested. Itachi pulled off the cap and wrote down 'SPEND MONEY WHEN NECESSARY' on the board and turned back to his friends.

Sasori raised his hand slightly. "We can save some money up to go to an amusement park. Since we didn't go last year, we should go this summer break."

"But the money!" Kakuzu squirmed.

Itachi closed his eyes and shook his head. "Kakuzu-kun, we'll have to spend some money and a trip to the amusement park would be worth the spending." He wrote down 'AMUSEMENT PARK' and waited patiently for other ideas.

"The beach is an obvious choice." Deidara stated, playing with his pencil.

Sakura shifted nervously in her seat. "Why do we have to go to the beach? It's just water anyway."

Kisame nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's never hot enough to go swimming anyway. We don't need to go."

Itachi cocked his head to the side. "Last year, it reached over ninety degrees. Please tell me there's a reason behind all your foolishness?"

The two shook their heads. "No, of course not!" they yelled in unison.

Itachi crossed his arms, unable to accept their answers. "Don't tell me you can't swim," he joked.

Deidara laughed. "Yeah, only little kids can't swim! What are you a couple of little brats?"

Kisame's face flushed. "It's none of your damn business, idiot! I just don't like the stupid water!"

The boys turned to Sakura and waited for her reason. She sank down in her seat while mumbling, "I actually just can't swim..."

Deidara laughed loudly and Hidan joined in a moment later. "Why can't you swim Sakura-san?" Itachi asked.

"I don't know?! Why can't you run an actual meeting where we get something done!" she snapped.

Itachi shook his head and glared at the pink-haired student. "That was quite rude, Sakura-san. I'm afraid I have no choice, but to give out an order so horrifying, you will have nightmares for days." He walked to the closet near the door and pulled out a frilly, maid dress. Sakura screamed loudly in protest and ran to the other side of the room.

"You're the Mascot and yet you don't really do much for the club. Why not wear it?" He took a step forward and the girl dropped to her knees.

She clapped her hands together and raised them above her head. "I'll do anything Senpai! Please don't make me wear that!" she begged.

Itachi hung the dress over his shoulder and thought for a moment. "We all want to go to the beach. You can't swim, but I know what we can do to help. Tomorrow you can sign up for swimming classes at the elementary school," he replied.

"I don't want to go alone," she said, a hint of embarrassment in her tone. Hidan stood up to accept, but was pushed back by Kisame's rough hand.

"I'll go with you." he announced.

Itachi placed the marker on the dry-erase board's holder. "That's actually a good idea. Kisame-kun can go swimming to help enjoy it better. This meeting is adjourned! Kisame-kun, call me after her swimming lessons are finished."

Sakura stomped her foot. "That's it?!"

Itachi turned around and pulled the dress off of his shoulder. "I'm sorry what was that?"

Kisame waited at her doorstep early in the morning. He looked down at his waterproof watch and continued to stand near the door. The hinges squeaked and an older man walked through the door, his pink hair spiked up in different directions.

"Good morning," Kisame greeted.

The man walked away with no words, but an annoyed grunt gurgling from his throat. "Another boy at the house? This is getting ridiculous."

Sakura walked out the door, holding a small bag in her hand. She smiled nervously at her blue-skinned club member. "Well, let's go, Kisame-kun."

Kisame and Sakura stood in their swimsuits in a line of small, elementary students. Iruka-sensei walked to the side of the pool and waded through the water.

"Good day, everyone. Today is the first day of swimming lessons; we will be testing our limits in the water. Now, everyone step into the water and walk to the deepest spot you can handle, okay?"

He reassured many of the children that he would assist them if anything should happen, causing the line to move towards the pool.

Sakura dipped her feet and moved slowly into the water. The water climbed to her waist then to her chest. She halted as the water reached her neck and had her toes pushing on the bottom of the pool.

Kisame caught up to her - the water only reached an inch above his navel. "Can I confess something to you, Sakura?"

"What is it?" she asked, her body bobbing up and down in the water.

He began to speak, but quickly shut his mouth and forced a smile. "Nothing. Never mind." Sakura cocked her head, but was distracted by Iruka-sensei's next orders.

"I see everybody has reached their limits. Now, one of the first things to learn when swimming is how to float. Everyone turn on your backs and try to stay in that position for as long as you can."

Kisame and Sakura followed the orders and tried their best to stay floating in the chlorinated water. He turned his head to speak to the pink-haired girl, but was distracted by the two, small breasts poking through the water. Sakura could feel his eyes on her and turned to find his head swiftly move to the opposite side of the pool.

They continued through the basics of their swimming lessons the first day and finished with learning to dog-paddle through the shallow end of the pool.

After their lesson, Sakura waited by the entrance of the pool. "Did you think I did well for my first day?" she asked, hoping for positive feedback.

"Considering we have three more days I think you are doing fine. I heard Iruka-sensei say we are learning the breaststroke the last day as a test." A tingling sensation flowed through him as he remembered Sakura's breasts again.

Her hand grasped his shoulder and turned him around. "What is it?" He wondered why her face seemed so serious.

"I'm glad that you came here. Deidara-kun or Hidan-kun surely would have made fun of me the entire time."

Kisame brushed her hand off his shoulder and frowned. "It's not a big deal. Besides, Itachi-kun said it was better if I went anyway."

She tried to smile, but was confused by his change in personality. She had never been alone with Kisame and knew he preferred to keep to himself. During most club meetings, he would barely speak unless to agree with Itachi. However, he's speaking much more than she expected and she swore on her life she saw him blushing earlier. She honestly enjoyed spending time with the blue-skinned senior.

"Well, I've got to get back home." she said, walking ahead of him. She turned halfway and waved goodbye.

Kisame nodded his head and grunted again. She laughed and ran out to the sidewalk and out of Kisame's sight.

The boy put his hand to his forehead and frowned. "She's so weird."

"You're all doing great! Now the front stroke isn't as hard as the breaststroke, but it's a good place to start when learning how to swim. What you want to do is float on your stomach and do flutter kicks with your legs like this... Then, you push the water behind you, but one thing you have to remember is when you're pushing the water and one of your arms is above you - that's when you breathe. That way, you'll be breathing once with every two strokes. Okay, let's all try it now."

Iruka waded over to the side of the pool and watched all the children (and also the two high school students) begin the front stroke.

Sakura was feeling confident and quickly made her way to the deepest area of the water. She pushed her feet against the coping wall of the pool and swam back to the other side. When she stood up, she noticed Kisame sitting down at the edge of the pool.

"What's wrong?" She bent her knees for her eyes to meet his.

Kisame continued moving his feet around in the water. "It's nothing. I just don't feel like swimming today."

"You were fine yesterday. Come on, let's go and swim the front stroke." She pulled him over to the shallow end.

He released himself from her tight grasp and growled, "I don't want to, okay?"

She pulled her hand back and forced a smile on her face. "That's fine, Kisame-kun." She walked back into the pool and continued practicing her front stroke. She hoped that she didn't upset him too much.

Iruka pulled himself out of the pool and sat on the edge in front of his students. "Alright, we've went through treading and the front stroke today. You're all doing a magnificent job and I'm sure that you will all pass the test tomorrow. I'll explain everything tomorrow - have a nice day, guys!"

The children groaned and walked back to the changing rooms. Sakura pulled off her swimming cap and shook out her pink locks. As she walked to the changing room, Kisame called her name near the diving board.

Kisame watched as she walked past the elementary students and stopped inches away from him. "Yes?"

He tried his best to think of the words that he thought were appropriate. "I'm sorry for being rude earlier. What I really should tell you is..." He trailed off, uncertain of himself and slightly embarrassed.

"Please, tell me," she begged, stepping closer.

Kisame scratched the top of his scalp and blushed furiously. "I can't swim. There I said it! The guy who looks like a fish can't swim! You can laugh now."

He didn't expect her to grab his hand and smile; it seemed she didn't find it funny. "Why didn't you tell me?"

" 'Why didn't I tell you?' Sakura, it's really embarrassing when a senior in high school hasn't been taught to swim and is afraid he'll drown if he steps foot in the deep water."

"But yesterday we learned how to tread which will help us swim in deep water. We'll be fine if we're taught just a few things. You just have to get used to the water and all your fears will go away."

"I'm not like you Sakura. I can't adapt very well to my fears and it's hard to overcome them. You're too easy."

Sakura misunderstood his statement and balled up her fist. "What did you say?"

Kisame crouched down and held his hands up in defense. "I didn't mean that kind of easy! I meant that you're able to overcome your own personal obstacles very easily - I can't do that."

"Then let me teach you!"

Kisame walked into his home and was met with a welcoming hug from his mother. "How was your last day of swimming lessons?"

"It was okay. I passed the last test, but I have to go call Itachi-kun," he mumbled, walking through the hallway and into his room. He turned down supper and dialed the Uchiha's number.

"Hello?" His deep voice answered through the light static.

Kisame cleared his throat. "Hey, it's Kisame. I wanted to tell you that Sakura's finished with her swimming lessons."

"Did you learn how to swim too?" Itachi asked.

The Vice President paused, but answered, "Yes, she actually helped me."

"Did you make her swear to secrecy like you did to me?" Kisame could hear the smirk in his voice.

Kisame chuckled, "Yeah, I did, but she didn't mind doing it."

"So, Kisame-kun, I have one, last question that I need to ask you."

"What is that?"

"How did she look in her swimsuit?"

Kisame blushed. "What kind of question is that?!" Itachi laughed as his poor friend's voice cracked with embarrassment.

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Baha, oh Itachi, you crack me up. :') Vomment~ <3

xTsu