Hi there reader's!! It's Sam who's updating right now because Lucy asked me to. Now all i have to do is watch my grammar to avoid the wrath of Lucy...She's actually really scary when you don't use proper grammar. Also a tad bit annoying when she kik's all the Sensei's in a rage giving us a long lecture about using proper grammar...But none the less we love Lucy for putting up with us and editing our fuck ups. So do enjoy the chapter and be amazed at my very few mistakes. (She says jinxing herself) Love Sam. P.S Also the thing's i say in Japanese was thanks to google translate so yay google translate. p.p.s THIS IS A FLUFFY CHAPTER FOR VALENTINES DAY CAUSE I Didn't GET TO WRITE ONE.

Sam's pov

I held the bottle of liquor Lucy and Hidan  had been drinking shaking my head at them. "what the hell where you two thinking?! Drinking and making out on my NICE couch.' i yelled angrily. Itachi nodded his head approving what I was saying. Lucy and Hidan where snickering drunkenly on the couch like children. "Saaaaaammmy take a chiiiiillll pillll.' Lucy said stressing her words giggling. Hidan laughed. "Yea dumb bitch don't be a downer. Besides we would have been doing more then making out if you hadn't walked in and cock blocked me.' He added. Anger boiled in me as I chucked the liquor bottle at his head. He narrowly dodged it. "Kami kuso sore Hidan Imu wa, kono yōna abosolute iyana butadearu tame no kuro to ao no o shiri o utsu tsumori damu! Demo raibu anata o ataeru koto o yaku Imu o yabutte kuso o nageta tame ni, anata wa kōundeshou." I yelled in Japanese absolutely ready to tear him to shreds.  Itachi sighed and put his hand on my shoulder. "Sam your already on a thin ice with the police. You killing them will only put you in jail.' he stated.

I looked at him feeling exasperated. "Shikashi Itachi wa watashi wa watashi ga chōdo shini kare o taosu ni shitainode, ikari o kanjimasu.' I whined. He patted my head. " Yes Samantha i know. But please calm down and relax...also please speak English again. ' he replied. Sighing i nodded. "Fine.' i muttered. Lucy chose then to make the whipping sound which made me turn my head and glare at her feeling my anger almost boiling over. Itachi sighed and looked at them. " Both of you get out here and go to your SEPARATE rooms. ' He stated. Both laughed again and drunkenly got up and staggered past us and up the stairs. Lucy looked back and giggled. "Have fun you two. NOT to much fun though' she laughed. My face turned red and I tossed the nearest thing which in this case was a vase at them.  They ducked into the hall at the last second dodging it again.

"i hate them so much more then anyone will ever know.' i muttered.   He laughed next to me. "No you don' you actually love them to death and would die for them.' Itachi commented. I pouted looking away. "shut up.' He chuckled. Looking at his watch he seemed to think for a second. "You know we could if you wanted that is bake the cake for my mom now so we could cook it it and put the ice cream in so that tomorrow its perfect.' he stated. Immediately i squeaked and ran into the kitchen. It had totally escaped me in my anger that I needed to bake a cake for Mikoto-san's tea party tomorrow. I began running around and grabbing the ingredients needed for the cake. Itachi watched silently as I began to focus intently on putting the perfect amount of each ingredients into the mix so that my cake would be perfect. Baking was something I did my best to make perfect. Every time i baked i was usually a big hit. The morons would come and eat all of it normally  which was a good way to bribe them into doing my dirty work...or when I fuck up using it as an apology. 

Finally i was ready to mix the batter and i began humming. There was a chuckle bringing me back to my senses. Itachi was sitting on the stool watching me as I baked intently. "So your just gonna watch and not help huh? geez such a lazy lazy Uchiha.' i mocked. He smiled and got off his stool and walked over and stood behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist grabbing the mixing tool from me and began mixing the batter with me. i laughed. "oh my god your so cheesy it's not even funny.' He hmmed an acknowledgment then kept mixing. We just stood there him mixing and me leaning against him enjoying his presence.  After a few minuets i stopped him. "It's good. We need to pour it in the pans now so it's perfect for mikoto-san.' Itachi nodded pulling away making me feel a bit cold and walked over pouring batter into both pans.  When that was done i slid both pans into the oven for them to cook. Turning towards itachi we both stood in the kitchen not exactly sure what to do. "We should probably clean starting with the bowls.' i pointed out. He nodded and grabbed the bowl and walked towards the sink but i stopped him quickly by grabbing his arm.

"not like that. We need to lick the bowl clean. The batter is somewhat the best part.' i lectured. He rolled his eyes. Leaning over i grabbed a spoon and slid it around the bowl and popped it in my mouth. i let out a moan but then blushed realizing Itachi was behind me. All he did was laugh. "shut up. What if someone heard and misunderstood.'  i hissed. He smirked and leaned in planting a soft kiss on me. It was nice and sweet....AND ruined by my brother. "ahem. Don't mean to interrupt.' a voiced hissed angrily. We pulled apart and I blushed. Pein had apparently just got home from his date with Konan and choose then to walk into the kitchen.  "oh hi Nii-san...um how goes it?' i asked embarrassed. He seemed plain old ticked off.  "Well it goes that i come home and find a smashed bottle of liquor surrounded by more bottles of liquor with a certain sex related item on the couch. Then i find my sister making out with her boyfriend in the kitchen. So how do you think it goes?' he asked enraged. Immediately rage filled me pulling away from itachi I growled. "are you saying that's my stuff?' i asked. He looked uncertain but nodded. quickly without warning i kicked him hard in the stomach making him fall to his knees. "Damn it pein!!.' i yelled and stormed away. God damn it pein always killing the mood.