The Akatsuki Chronicles
Shower
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
A/N: Yep. One week of planning for this has finally succeeded. I really love the Akatsuki depicted as a happy, slightly dysfunctional family. It's kinda nice. :) Yeah. This is like a prototype. Just uploading. To see if I can figure out more ideas for this, erm, series of stories.
One day in the Akatsuki lair…
Itachi tiptoed down the corridor. It was rather early in the morning, and most members were asleep. Naturally, being the Uchiha prodigy that he was, Itachi decided to wake up earlier than everyone else does so he could sleep in while the daily bloodbath and violence occurred between the members over the order of showering (Kakuzu had complained about the amount of money he had to cough up in order to refurnish the base after Deidara blew up half of it last week). It wasn't just that, though, but it was mainly due to being able to hog all the steaming hot water that the Akatsuki members treasure so much and leave the dreaded colder-than-ice water to the other members.
He knew that if the other members found out if he was trying to sneak a shower before they all got up, everyone will be after his head like a pack of wild, roaring, rabid lions before supper. He scowled instinctively and realized how silly he looked right now. The worst timing to be caught like this, Itachi thought glumly, especially since I'm an S-class, clan-murdering, criminal. If the other members saw how idiotic he looked right now, he would never hear the end of it. Or at least until he finds something to blackmail them with.
He got to the bathroom quickly and slammed the door behind. He froze. Shit, he thought, they're probably going to hear that. But all was heard of the random mutterings of 'Art is a bang, un…', 'Must. Have. Food.', etcetera, coming from the various rooms in the base. He sighed in relief as he prepared for his long-awaited bath.
He turned on the hot water, relishing in the feel of the hot water cascade across his skin and sighed, for the gazillionth time this morning, in contentment. It was nice actually, for not having to deal with craziness that was seemingly part of the package of being an S-class criminal. The door flew open with a bang and Itachi readied himself for Tsukyomi-ing whoever dared to interrupt his nice hot shower all the while cursing for forgetting to lock the door.
"ITACHI-SAN! TOBI SAYS GOOD MORNING!"
"Tobi, acceptable rules of etiquette dictates that you don't barge in when someone is shower. At least knock first."
"But Itachi-san, Deidara-sempai told me to give something to you. Deidara-sempai told me to not tell you until I finished giving this to you…"
"Hn. Whatever it is, I don't care. Tell Deidara if he ever puts explosive cookies in my cookie jar again, I'll Mangekyō Sharingan him for it. Even if Leader-sama disapproves."
With that, Itachi turned away and promptly resumed his hogging of the shower. Meanwhile, Tobi was secretly (or as ninja-like as Tobi could get) sealing the shower stall door. When Itachi turned around again, he was met with a horrible, horrible surprise.
Tobi was hanging suspiciously around the toilet. He, of course being the Uchiha prodigy that he was, realized what the orange lollipop was going to do.
"Tobi!" He practically yelled (for it is very un-Uchiha to yell), "DON'T FLUSH IT! NO! ASDLKFJASIFEWDFA!"
But alas, the masked man's loyalty was only to his sempai and thus, he flushed the toilet.
A rather girlish "AAEEEIIII!" sounded throughout the base and snickering erupted from Deidara's room.
"That is what you get for insulting my art, un."
A/N: DONE! :D Super happy! XD Tell me what you think. Should I continue? Or scrap this and write one-shots instead?