timidgirl790 requested this one a bagillion months ago at this point lol I'm sorry

Things in my life ought to be clearing up soon-ish, as for now, I have a few chapters for this story settled! 

Fair warning though, I feel like we're nearing the end. But all good things do come to an end sooner or later.  

In the meantime...I hope you enjoy!

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Kisame: stomach

Usually this kinda thing goes the other way around. Generally it's Kisame, out of the two of you, that feels insecure. Although it's solely to do with his appearance rather than anything else. This is not to say that you were able to ignore your own shortcomings – or the illusion of such...

"I really don't see the problem" Kisame said with his arms crossed and looking down at you.

Well, the lump mass of blankets that contained you.

Let me explain...

...no let me sum up

You had a teeny-tiny hangup. A small section of fat that decided to gather itself upon your abdomen. You have been stuck with the offending flesh since you were a small child, most likely from your life growing up. But, you never were able to rid yourself of it.

Thankfully, most of the time you entirely forgot about it – in day to day life that is. You were very careful about hiding it with your clothes when you first got together with your lover but as time went on, you slowly forgot about it...

That was until you started moving forward with your relationship.

Ie: him seeing more of your bare skin

"it's fat, Kisame! Of course YOU wouldn't see a problem you're not a girl!" you whine-screamed from your hiding spot.

Your tall boyfriend just scoffed softly at you

"AAAAAAAND you have like, no fat on your whole fucking body! It's all muscle!"

With a lack of response, you peeked out and saw him sitting beside the bed and just watching you with a strange look.

"look" you reached your arms out and yanked up his top and smacked at his abs "no fat at all..."

"(name)"

You paused and turned your gaze up, hair a complete rat nest, tears staining your cheeks and bright red nose. your gaze travelling from his sculpted stomach up to his own eyes and although they were downcast towards you – seemed to peer past or through you

"ki...kisa...?" you asked softly "k-h-hey!!" you shrieked as you were roughly ripped from the blankets and pulled tightly against what you could only ASSUME was your boyfriend.

You blinked confused but as the seconds ticked on and his grip refused to release...the tears quickly refilled within your water line and broke past the non-existant barrier.

You wailed loudly like the little girl you weren't anymore.

"Cry as much as you need."

Was the quiet response you received with the simple comforting motion of his fingers combing through your hair

"b-but it's so...so ugly...!!!!!" you wailed into his shoulder

"I like you just the way you are..." he said softly "but I know what it's like to hate things about yourself. Yet here you've always been telling me you love the very things I hate."

He pulled you back and wiped his thumbs below your eyes to push away those awful tears.

"i-I know that..." you sniffled stubbornly

"Good, then you know how I feel"

he smiled at you and gave you a quick peck before huddling you up in his arms and standing – only to allow his entire body weight to drop back into your shared bed.

"and we'll stay like this until you're ready"

You smiled and cuddled right into him at these words

"I love you Kisame"

Hidan: emotional

"-ah come on...Babe, open up already." Hidan complained from the other side of the locked door

He must have just returned from this oh-so-important mission of his and Kakuzu's. You could only assume since he was gone yesterday morning when you had woken up.

You stubbornly refused to move towards the door, regardless if you were going ot open it or not.

"oi! (name)!" he barked clearly getting more irritated "open the damn door! I'm stinky and covered in fucking blood. I'm tired as fuck. Let me in, I wanna get in the shower! Let's go!"

There was still no response from you as he shook the door knob violently.

"(name)!!!!" he yelled "FUCK THAT'S IT!" he roared grabbing his scythe and swinging it round

KLICK

Just as he swung down he paused. Blades only a few centimetres from your face before they stopped, not even a knick on your face.

"what the h-...(name)...?" Hidan had begun by yelling but paused seeing you were hiding behind your hair.

Your shoulders shuddered as you stood before him. Your body ached and felt as if it were twisting up upon itself. It took every fibre of your being to stop yourself from doubling over and shrinking further. Your cheeks burned, your throat felt like barbed wire – even swallowing or your breath of air travelling through the pipe of flesh seemed to constrict and shred away at the sensitive muscles.

Hidan raised a confused brow up at you then peeked around you, into your shared room. No immeadiate threat was laying in wait there...

He slowly brought down and put away his triple bladed weapon, storing it against the door frame before he leaned down closer to your own height.

"hey, the heck's going o-..." he stopped when he finally got a glimpse of a wet trail down the side of your cheek. The liquid pooled at the tip of your chin and dripped to the floor with a splat on impact "are you cr-"

"d-don't say it" you barked out hoarsely

"...man, women like you are so much trouble" he scoffed and before you could snap back at him you were tossed in the air and onto his shoulder.

"h-hidan!" you gasped hands just above his ass holding yourself up against him

"quit your bitchin'" he huffed smacking your ass and turning into the room "whoops, almost forgot"

He quickly turned back and dragged his scythe into the room, leaning it against the wall just inside the door before walking towards the bed.

He threw the both of your bodies into the soft mattress and sighed

"so, you going to tell me why the fuck you're cr-" he stopped seeing your glare and rolled his eyes "like this?"

"i-..." you fell short and frown sniffling and rubbing furiously at your face, making it just more raw than it already was "I'm sorry Hidan" you sniffled and wailed

"jashin save me..." he groaned pressing his forearm over his eyes "the hell are you bitching about...?"

"I...I just...I'm such a big crybaby...i-I can't even do anything right and...and I-"

You babbled on and on for a good ten minutes, wailing and rubbing at your face furiously.

"(name), who cares if you gotta cry it out like some big baby?" he huffed out annoyance laced within his words.

You felt his arm wrap around you and smush your face to his chest, as itcky and sweaty it was...and bloody...

"just...just do it here, with me" he said slowly "and don't tell the other guys. I'll sit with you until you don't have anymore tears and then we're going to have a fuck ton of fun and you'll be so busy with that you won't have any shitty emotions bothering ya at all!"

You sniffled trying to calm yourself down with his affection

"promise. So...you just, ah, lemme know" he grumbled looking away with a blush on his face...and you couldn't help but let a little giggle escape.

Deidara: art

"trash"

you growled throwing the ball and went back to scribbling

"fuck, trash!"

you yelled again, ripping out the page, scrunching it up and whipping it across the room

again

and again

and AGAIN!!!

"urgh!!! Why?!" you screeched throwing your pencil across the room and shattering it. Your hands flew to your head as your fingers wrung through your tresses. The stress was broiling across and down your form, head to toe.

"what's going on...?"

You paused your actions and leaned back until you were looking at your boyfriend standing on the ceiling – er...the floor that looked like the ceiling to you...since you were looking at him upside down.

"deidara" you mumbled staring at him

"what's going on sweetheart?" he blinked at you, watching your odd pose "something bothering you?"

"i-" you stopped and sighed heavily

"hm?" he raised a brow and walked over to access the situation for himself

He glanced at the desk you were sitting at and saw the pencils, shavings, paper and eraser...as well as the mountain of crumbled up papers littered across the floor

"I just...I just can't do it Dei..." you whimpered softly with a quivering lip

"do what, yeah?" he looked at you confused but quickly came down to your level and caged you in with his arms gently. "what's so wrong that it's got my muse all up in a tizzy?"

"I just..."

"what...? You can tell me"

You looked up at him with a large pout and teary eyes

"I just, I can't do anything good. I keep trying but...but my art..." you started blubbering "my art is so shittyyyyyyy~"

Deidara blinked at you then chuckled softly, which bloomed into a full giggle. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and kissed your cheek, kissing away the tears, then moved to do so with the other one.

"you're plenty good at art" he reassured

"no, I'm not! It's awful!!! You're is so much better!!!" you complained loudly

"well, your art isn't my art. It can't be, because I didn't make it – you did. I have much different skills in art than you do."

You pouted at his comforting

"don't give me that look...listen, yeah? I like your art the way it is. If you want it to be better, then practice more. If you're happy with how it is, then leave it – because I like it, hm. But-but I'm not saying that you have to keep it the same because of me, I just...wanted to make you feel better about it. Don't change or keep anything because of me. It's your decision-" he paused when he saw the look on your face

"deidara" you giggled softly

"I'm rambling...aren't i?"

You nodded with a teary smile

"bottom line, dearest," he hummed sitting next to you and handing the pencil back to you "your art is perfect to you. Regardless if it stays the same or changes. So, try again...would you, yeah?" he smiled down at you

"mmmhm!" you beamed with a nod "thank you Dei~"

"anytime~"

Itachi: boobs

"hm"

Something weird was going on...

Itachi wasn't quite sure what it was at the moment, but he was going ot figure it out. One way or another, he was getting to the bottom of it.

Slowly and surely. He noticed how you would very carefully avoid certain embraces.

The extra layering, especially when it came to extra tops was the first big indicator.

But what on earth would you be layering so much to hide?

He briefly thought that maybe you were avoiding him because of a lack of wanting towards him or perhaps you had decided to find someone else to shower your affection on.

However, he quickly deduced that was not the case.

Thankfully.

He wasn't ready to deal with more heartache, not after his clan and Sasuke...

It went on for a good week at least, until he just couldn't take it anymore.

He started to have an inkling nad before he jumped to conclusions...he wanted to just straight out come to you and talk about it

"sweetheart"

"...itachi?" you blinked looking up from your book "what's wrong??" you grabbed a bookmark and put it on your page so that you could return to your literature later

Itachi sat down next to you and carefully took in your appearance.

Layers. Again.

"we need to have a serious conversation" he started out slowly

Worry irked at you and you nodded. Whatever it was, you were going to get to the bottom of it with him.

"alright. Tell me, what's wrong?" you asked swallowing down your worry to sit with him patiently.

"are...are you okay?" he asked softly.

It surprised you. His tone of voice, his stance, the way his concerned gaze peered into your own...

"me?"

"yes, you. My love. You are hiding from me and I want to know why you are behaving so strangely" he took your hand and looked at you filled with adoration and concern.

"...what do you m-"

"(name)" the raven-haired male stared at you pointedly.

You looked away shyly knowing what he meant now...

"I...I just...my breasts..." you mumbled out embarrassed

"(name)," he huffed out softly kissing your forehead "your chest is perfect. If you are insecure about it then I suppose then that will have to be something I help you overcome. I have insecurities as well, as hard as that may be to believe."

"really..."

"honest" he smiled brightly at you and nuzzled his face against your own "so...instead of hiding yourself away from me...will you let me walk beside you, let me carry your burdens with you...okay?"

"only if you let me help with yours too..."

Itachi smiled happily and gave you a chaste kiss on the lips

"it's a promise then"

Kakuzu: thighs

"just stop it would you?!" you screamed smacking at your much, MUCH older boyfriend

"just hurry up and take them off, you're making me angry" kakuzu growled tugging at your pant leg

You fought desperately against his much stronger grip to get your pants back. He was trying to rip to fabric from your body!

"just give it up already, you brat." His eye twitched

You could hear the fabric giving way to his pulling.

"kakuzu...! Please!!!" you whined out feebly

For once, he gave in...AFTER it ripped the fabric away from your body.

You have been so MOODY lately. He didn't really care as to WHY but more so how to end it quickly. If you had been moody and ended up being more quiet and left him be...then it wouldn't be such a big deal.

HOWEVER

You were quite the opposite.

You were picking fights with him much easier and any couple time had gone from precarious to non-existent.

Which would normally not be such a big deal to the 'zombie' but since being in a pairing with you and being much more used to that lifestyle than to the long solitude filled one that he's always had...well adjustment period back wasn't going so hot.

"what's your problem anyways" he demanded

"you mean other than you ripping my pants?!" you yelled back at him

"..." he stared pointedly at you

"i...just..." you mumbled quietly looking away embarrassed

"well? Spit it out" he grouched

"i...don't want you to see my..."

"your?"

"my thighs alright! DON't – JUST DON'T LOOK AT MY THIGHS" you screamed whipping a pillow at his face

"your...are you joking...?" he stared at you with a seemingly surprised gaze

"w-well?!" you yelled back blush covering your cheeks

"your thighs are just thighs. Nothing particularly special about them, calm down" he huffed, tossing the pillow lazily back at you "besides, if you're that worried about it..."

You actually listened in deftly. You weren't sure if you would actually get anything that would make you feel better...but-

"we could..." he shrugged pulling a camera out of seemingly nowhere "we could always sell pics of your thighs online and the sheer amount of money we get can make you feel better"

...

...

"YOU SON OF A B-"

Sasori: lack of abilities

You laid on the floor in the 'gym', well you called it the gym...the others didn't but that wasn't important. What WAS important was that you were upset, planking on the ground. The middle of the gym and whining as you did so.

Your body hurt all over. Aching and burning every little inch of your body. Your fingers were raw and your breathing was labourous.

You weren't in any real trouble per se but...

Tears welled up in your water line as you sniffled them away. Your face turning and hiding itself into the flooring.

Sasori peeked into the bathroom, not there.

He continued down the hall and walked through the living room...his gaze glancing over the occupied furniture – still not there

He then poked his head into the kitchen and once more...no sign.

Sasori had been looking for you and had been doing so for the last twenty minutes. Usually, you didn't stray too far from his side or the room, and when you had – you would be in the living room with a remote stolen from another member or in the tub giggling and singing off in your own little world. But this time, you were in neither location.

He knew you were in the base, he could sense your chakra nearby...but with so many of the others right on top of him in the same area – it was far too taxing to distinguish your strain and follow it like a fishing line straight to you.

He did, however, bump into Zetsu who promptly told him that he'd last seen you heading towards the training/sparring area. So with no good leads, he made his way there.

"is there something interesting on the ground?"

Sasori's voice came to a surprise to you and you scrambled to sit up. But just as you did so, your gaze lifted right up to his. Now face to face with your puppeteer you huffed, pouting with a blush on your face.

"no"

"oh? Then what reason could there be for you to be laying like that?" he asked in an amused tone.

You didn't answer him right away and Sasori's lips sank into a frown. He hated waiting but he hated you not answering more. A quick sweep of the eye around your form easily told him you had been working yourself extremely hard. You were littered in little bumps, bruises, cuts and chakra burns. And with the close proximity he could also tell your chakra was exhausted.

"it's...it's nothing" you grumbled flustered

"..." Sasori sighed and tugged you into his lap "you know...not everyone is a skilled ninja"

Tears blurred your vision at his words, your lips quivering and you promptly smashed your face into his collar. Sasori only chuckled softly knowing he hit the nail right on the head.

"oh dear..." he sighed softly

"don't oh dear me"

"it's quite alright you know...there is no reason to feel poorly about your abilities" he cooed gently

"but I'm with all of you, I look like a complete moron compared to the rest of the Akatsuki!" you shouted, your fingers grasping at his shirt

He stared at you quietly for a moment before he nodded

"I understand"

"...d-do you...?"

"I do. But understand me when I say, it's because we are so strong that you don't have to be" he said seriously "if you want to grow as a ninja because you want to be able to help or to protect yourself if things go very sour...then there's nothing wrong with that. However, there is no need to be upset about not being on the level of any Akatsuki member. You're not an active member – and that is what keeps you safe anyways."

You nodded softly giving the red head a soft smile

"thank you Sasori"

"you're welco-"

"but I still want to be stronger" you grinned "I want to protect you, too!"

Sasori blushed at you with wide eyes then huffed and shoved your head into his chest

"just be quiet would you..."

Tobi: laugh

"don't touch me"

"that's not how a tickle fight works, (name) knows that"

"Tobi, I swear to Jashin..."

"you don't worship him"

"no but he might be willing to get a random sacrifice for shits and giggles"

Tobi complained loudly at you for that comment but still lunged at you. Thankfullly, your boyfriend wasn't the only one good at dodging things –

He just happened to be much better at it than you...

You collapsed on the floor with his heavy weight upon you while you screeched flailing your limbs.

"I got you now!!!" he cheered, his fingers wriggling towards you menacingly

"no!"

And then it happened.

He tickled you and that...

That-!!!

THAT UNGODLY SOUND LEFT YOUR MOUTH

You couldn't even stop it! It just kept going!!!

Much to your horror

But it wasn't like you could stop. The continuous prodding and teasing from his finger tips squirming across your body left the sound escaping like air escapes a balloon and while your mind was wanting nothing more than to cease existing and die right there – your lungs kept pushing forth that horrid sound.

It was only until you were sobbing through the process, kicked Tobi pretty hard on impulse and looked as if you were losing WAY more air than you were getting back in – did he cease his actions.

Still sitting on top of you, Tobi seemed to be grinning down at you.

You laid there, teary faced and gasping for air. You quickly went into a fit of coughing then punched him as hard as you could in the face. His mask actually cracking in the process as he was forced off you.

Tobi's singular eye looked at you bewildered and you could easily tell he was dumbstruck by your actions.

"I told you NO! and-and you didn't even TRY to listen!" you yelled at him feeling utterly betrayed "you-you're the absolute worst!"

"but...Tobi-"

"I'm NOT FUCKING PLAYING RIGHT NOW TOBI. I'M FUCKING SERIOUS SO YOU BETTER TAKE ME FUCKING SERIOUSLY OR ELSE THERE'S GOING TO BE SOME REAL FUCKING PROBLEMS"

The room grew thick at your threat and Tobi's gaze shifted from you to the floor.

It remained like that for a good 3 minutes before his gaze shifted back to you

"alright" he said – but not in his usual tone...in that tone that made a shiver run down your spine. The one you knew had to be his real voice

"good." You breathed out and sat back down, quickly wiping your face

"..." he stared at you for a moment and stood up "can I come back over?"

"you going to not fucking do that again?" you snapped back quicker than a whip

It had caught him by surprise a second time. But he quickly nodded in agreement. You closed your eyes and sighed deeply through your nose. Tobi slowly inched his way over, taking the non-verbal okay.

"what was that" he continued in the deep voice

"I want you to promise me you'll never do that again"

You saw his brow raise at your words

"tickle you?"

"exactly"

He didn't seem like he was quite understanding what you were up to and regarded you carefully

"alright, I won't tickle you again"

"good"

"but-"

"but what"

"...how come?" he asked leaning his chin on his palm – his elbow propped against his knee as he sat criss cross apple sauce before you

"I hate being tickled and worse still, I hate what happens when I'm tickled" you said quietly and angrily

"..."

He was quiet for a few moments then spoke again

"you hate your laugh...don't you"

You winced at the words and glared heatedly at him

"so that's it...you really shouldn't" he shrugged

"that's really not any of your business to decide" you growled

"your laugh is really quite adorable. I honestly can't understand what about your laughter could be anything other than something to enjoy"

"I hate the sound of it"

"well, I adore it" he countered quickly

"..."

"seems we're at an impasse" tobi sighed "(name), I love you – everything about you. Including that lovely laugh of yours. So while I intend to keep my promise to not tickle you...I wish for you to feel less hatred for something that is so undeniably you"

...

"fuck you Tobi"

...

"you did...only last night" He giggled in his higher pitch "silly (name)"

Zetsu: eating disorder

You sat in the closet eating your favourite snack, softly and quietly as possible to avoid detection.

This wasn't the first time that you had done so and most likely would not be the last. You hummed softly to yourself, happy to enjoy the lonesomeness. Nobody to stare at you while you snacked. Nobody to ask you to share. Nobody to bug you about it at all.

"this is where you were"

You gasped and dropped the bag of snacks and quickly turned around to see Zetsu's green hair poking out of the back wall of the closet, his golden eyes staring at you curiously.

"(name)...why are you sitting all alone in the closet?" white Zetsu's voice came out soft and filled with confusion

"w-well, uhm..."

"snackies...?" Black Zetsu grumbled out. Both thier eyes trailing to said plastic bag.

"d-don't look" you complained and slapped a hand on the offending plastic to hide if from view

"what's the deal?" Dark zetsu snapped

You visibly winced and both sides quickly took notice

"(name), is there a reason you're hiding the snacks?" white zetsu asked softly

Zetsu's body sliding out of the wall further, until it was half out. He reached a hand out and gently placed it on your head.

You huffed and tried to shrink into the floor – as if you had the very power your plant-loving boyfriend did...but sadly, you didn't

"you can tell me"

"we won't tell anyone"

Both sides said one after another

"I just...I...I can't" you mumbled somberly

"is there a way you can explain it to me?" White zetsu looked at you concerned

You then tried...you tried your best to explain your eating problems to your boyfriend. He had never bothered you before about them...he'd let you be tons of times that you now realized that he could have intervened like he did this time.

It took a while and you ended up in tears quite a few times. However, Zetsu was able to stay calm and patient until you had finished. He let you continue until you had no more words left. Then he decided to reach out to your upset form.

"it's alright...but you shouldn't be hiding in the closet" he mumbled softly against your forehead then promptly gave it a quick loving peck

"if you don't want to share with the others then you can hide in our room" dark zetsu somehow sounded almost as comforting as his lighter half.

"that's right, if you hide within our room then I can always find you and nobody can bother you with your snacking either –"

"but if they do, we'll just take care of them"

You giggled at their words and quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his cheek, both sides so that each half of him felt equal in your affection

"thank you Zetsu...I love you"

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I'll be adding a "a/n" for the next chapter. This is just a precaution to any spoils to come up for those who haven't watched all of shippuden and HOPEFULLY it helps.

I really don't like spoilers and honestly, i hate spoiling things for others too ya know? 

So i figure this is the best division point for the "sensitive" parts going into more canon parts and for the second half ish part of shippuden lol

XoxO