"This is how this is going to work," Itachi firmly explained to Kisame. "First, we don't sleep nude. That's just...no. Second, you stay on your half of the bed. Don't come into my half. Third, don't even think about cuddling me. I don't want it and I don't need it."

"You're so cruel Itachi-chan" Kisame teased while helping Itachi straighten the blanket. Itachi glared at him which had no effect on Kisame.

Itachi methodically flipped his blanket back before sliding into the bed and pulling the blanket straight and taut over his body. Kisame, being his opposite, took his shirt off, threw the blanket back and flopped onto the bed, not bothering to get under the blankets.

"Won't you be cold?" Itachi asked, tossing Kisame's half of the blanket at him. Grinning widely, Kisame laughed softly and replied "nope."

Itachi was suspicious as this was a cool night but he figured that Kisame was a grown man who could make his own decisions. He rolled onto his side, tucking his hand underneath his pillow and closing his eyes.

That's when he felt an arm circling his waist and Kisame pressing his crotch into his ass.

"What are you doing?" The Uchiha asked his bedmate.

"You're warm Itachi-chan" Kisame murmured, already falling asleep. Itachi picked up Kisame's arm and flung it off of him. Kisame sat up in bed, a little hurt by Itachi's actions.

"What was that for?"

Turning around to face him, Itachi went to run his fingers through his hair before he remembered that he had Kisame's short hair. Sighing, he tried to explain, once again, the rules to Kisame.

"But you're warm!" Kisame tried to protest. Itachi closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. This was going to be a long night.

"Don't. Cuddle. Me. I don't swing that way and I'd prefer to have my ass unmolested" Itachi hissed, narrowing his eyes and wishing he had his Sharingan.

"Ok ok" Kisame gives in and rolls over to his side of the bed. "You don't have to be so pissy about it" he mumbles, punching his pillow.

Itachi chose to ignore Kisame's little tantrum and tries his best to fall asleep. It felt weird, sharing a bed with someone he wasn't romantically linked to and he sorely missed Shay's body and it's curves that his hands knew so well. He ached for her and tried to will the naughty thoughts clouding his mind away.

"Your breathing has changed, Itachi. Are you having impure thoughts?" Kisame chuckled, rolling onto his back and tucking his hands behind his head.

"Never you mind!" Itachi growled, angry that his body was betraying him.

"I can see your hard on through the blankets, Ita-chan. Do you need some privacy?" Kisame asked, rubbing it in his face that he knew what Itachi was going through.

"Don't look at my dick!" Itachi ordered, sitting upright and placing a pillow over his crotch. Kisame sat up too and turned to face him. "It's technically my dick, Itachi, it's simply on loan to you."

The two were inches from each other, ready to fight, until a slammed door brought them back to the present. Did Sasori return?!

Leaping out of the bed, Itachi still with a pillow over his crotch to hide his embarrassment, the two ran to Sasori's room, barging in without even knocking.

Sasori looked up from kissing Deidara and frowned. "You're invading my privacy" his voice barely above a whisper in his anger.

"You need to change us back!" Itachi demanded. "Yeah!" Kisame chorused.

Sasori looked between the two men and smirked. "Body Switch Jutsu? Only Orochimaru knows that, aside from myself of course. Leave. I'll perform the reversal in the morning" he ordered, turning back to Deidara and his soft lips.

"Change us back NOW!" Kisame demanded.

Sasori let go of Deidara's face and pushed the blonde behind him protectively. "I said I would change you back in the morning. Leave me now or I will turn your women into puppets!" He threatened savagely.

Itachi and Kisame nodded quickly and left his room. They wanted to spare their mates that kind of fate. Turning back to Deidara, Sasori crooned, "where were we?"

The morning dawned bright and early and as soon as the sun broke the horizon, Itachi and Kisame were banging on Sasori's door. The puppeteer opened the door, motioned for them to be quiet and let them in. They walked past a shape under the blankets, messy blonde hair laying across a pillow.

Reaching Sasori's workroom, he had them lay on the dissection tables. He unrolled a scroll between them, placed his wooden hands on their foreheads and said the word that would change them back. A blinding flash of light engulfed the room before Itachi and Kisame groaned.

Kisame sat up, clutching his head. "That never feels good" he joked. He patted his body and grinned when he realized he was back in his own body. "This feels much better" he said lowly.

Itachi slid off the table without a word and walked to Shay's bedroom. He slipped under the blankets and pressed against her, his arms wrapping around her.

"Mmmm?" She asked sleepily. "It's just me" Itachi whispered and she smiled, wrapping his arms tighter around her. She could sense her Ita was back and for that, she was glad.

Kisame tiptoed in and scooped a snoring Kay into his arms, taking her back to his room and placing her in bed. He laid down next to her and she rolled over, tucking her head into the space between his shoulder and chest. "Kisa~" she said softly. His chest rumbled with his soft laughter and he kissed the top of her head. "Yeah, it's me" he affirmed.

Things were finally back to normal.