Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters, they all belong to Masashi Kishimoto, but if I did own them, all of the female characters would be killed off almost immediately and it would be one big yaoi-palooza.

Warning: Contains yaoi, and probably some kind of possibly offensive material. A substantial amount of Konan bashing as well.

Important: This is an Alternate Universe fanfiction, set in basically this time period. And just to clarify two things, one: they are all high school teachers and two: all of the Akatsuki are under my control and they probably won't be 100% normal, I haven't master the in character talent yet.

This is named after the song "Untouched" by The Veronicas, my cousin showed me the song, and I thought it would be a great title. Every thought I'm not so fond of the song itself.

I also thought it would be helpful to give the ages of the Akatsuki:

Itachi: 23

Deidara: 25

Kisame: 29

Hidan: 26

Kakuzu: 35

Sasori: 27

Pein: 38

Zetsu: 28

Konan: 35

Well, without further adieu, I would like to give you the first chapter!

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Itachi sat on the air plane, ecstatic after all of this time, that he's finally going to go back home and leave all of this bitter past behind him for good. He shuddered slightly just thinking of it. He'd finally graduated college, and not a moment too soon.

Uchiha Itachi. He's just shy of 23, fresh out of college, going home to start his new teaching job in his old high school as the new chemistry teacher, but most of all that he wanted to see all of his friends. He hadn't seem them in four years, when he left for college Pein was the only one dating anyone, Konan, the secretary, bitchy, obnoxious, and stupid as all hell secretary. Itachi wondered if all his friends changed as much as he had over the time he was gone. He would have kept thinking, but a scratchy voice went on the loud speaker.

"We are about to land in Amegakure, the weather is pretty bad, and we may hit some turbulence, please make sure you are not getting up during this time, and your seat belt is fastened."

With that, Itachi tried not to panic. He never liked planes, ever since the plane to college. He shuddered at the thought, suppressing the memory; he didn't want to think of that today when so many positive things would be happening 'If we don't get killed on the way down…'

He encouraged himself not to think like that, and tried think of the reunion he'd have with he friends when the plane safely landed.

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On the ground, in the air port, Deidara, Hidan, Kisame and Kakuzu awaited the arrivals of the youngest of them to exit the plane and meet them.

Hidan, not being able to not say something nasty about someone, had to speak up while they were waiting for the Uchiha to arrive.

"Do you think his is still going to be a fucking freak?" He wondered out loud, Deidara, who was his one of his two absolute best friends all through grade school and high school (the other one being Kisame), cocked his head.

"What do you mean, un?"

"I mean, is he still going to wear black fucking baggy clothes, be a four and a half foot tall midget, and gawk over the fucking principal all the damn time?" With that Deidara huffed, sure, Itachi was strange in high school, he never talked, wore very baggy clothes, didn't sleep much so he had big lines under his eyes, his hair was always a mess, just like every else that he did was, when he went for college he only was about four feet eleven inches, (the second shortest one was him, and he now stands five nine, including his pony tail.) and he was, madly in love with the principal, Pein, who was never fond of him, he wanted less than nothing to do with him.

But Deidara was very confident about Itachi coming back and being a completely different and redefined person… Well… It had to happen sooner or later… Didn't it?.

Suddenly a loud voice came on the loud speaker.

"Flight 210 has landed, Flight 210 has landed."

"That's Itachi's flight number." Kisame said getting up and stretching, now he made Itachi look short.

Hoshigaki Kisame. 29. He's a whooping seven feet, and he tattooed himself completely blue when he was fourteen, which is a somewhat odd, and it makes him look like a shark, but everyone who gets over the initial shock, can tell what a good natured person he really is.

They all got up and waited for Itachi, but he never came…

They started to get a little worried about him, what could have happened to him? Was the question on everyone's mind, but Hidan, who can't stand silence in any way, shape, or form had to put his two cents in.

"Hey, he could just be too short and he can't see him over the luggage claim?" Deidara rolled his eyes along with everyone else.

Bored.

Hidan said something again.

"Maybe Itachi killed himself, and never actually got on the flight." Everyone ignored him except for someone who said in a chipper/calm voice dripping with curiosity,

"Am I really that bad?"

Everyone snapped their heads around, and instantly peered downwards as if to see a two foot tall Itachi doll (I like that rhyme) but all of their anxious eyes saw were a pair of knees, in a tight pair of jeans, as they scanned upwards they saw a tight black shirt and a loose fitting jacket, a black beat up old small messenger bag that was Itachi's signature accessory, on his neck they saw a few necklaces one being a peculiar cat collar, that didn't have his name written on the identification tags, along with two other stray necklaces, and they, still scanning him over, mouths agape like fools, drew their eyes to his face, it was more gorgeous than any of them could ever remember, his alabaster skin glowed warmly, and his pure white teeth were showing in a drop dead gorgeous smile, the lines on he face never went away, but they did shrink significantly, and his red eyes radiating an even, warm, and sweet gaze. His hair was no longer messy, it was straight as a board, and looked luxuriously silky, he did grow it out quite a bit, it used to be up to his shoulder blades, now it rested in a very low loose ponytail just below his shoulder blades. And he wasn't four feet tall anymore either, he was a little bit shorter than Deidara, an estimate of about five feet seven inches.

They all stood there, dumbfounded, speechless… Until Hidan spoke up.

"Damn," He said obviously impressed, "You look better than I thought you would." He finished eyeing him over again as if to make sure it wasn't his imagination.

Deidara huffed.

"What me meant to say was you look great, as always, and we're so happy to have you back, un." He finished giving Itachi a small welcome back hug, no one objected or added anything, they all just kept staring, everyone was thinking about how different he looked, how much… nicer… not Hidan though, his exact thoughts were

'Fuck, Pein's really going to be sorry for engaging to Konan to get Itachi off of his back now. Hell, now he's going wish the fag was in his bed.'

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I didn't think it was going to be that long, I was going to make it nine hundred words of less, wow, I feel accomplished, I hope you liked it, this is my first Alternate Universe story, and I'm thinking my first lemon too! Yay! Hidan and Deidara Lemon time!

Any way, please review!