AN: I'm back bitches! Better than ever. You don't have to wait any longer, it's here everyone! The Sequel to Akatsuki Corporation.

I'm really excited...I think. Okay yeah, I am excited!

I don't have much to say other than enjoy, read why the hell there is a sequel. Or not, read because you like the Akatsuki and the girls, whatever. And if you haven't read the first story then go do that. Should only take you a day. Or don't, I don't care. If you like to read things out of order then that's your call.

I was gonna post earlier but I decided to wait for summer cuz I had some weeks left of school and I wanted to finish up.

For those who reviewed AC:

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Guest (I don't know if it was one person or more), your reviews also made me feel happy. And to answer your question - I don't know if you meant favorite Akatsuki member or OC. Akatsuki member. Sasori, Pein, Itachi, and Deidara. But I also like Kisame, Hidan, Konan, Kakuzu. Tobi is ok. So everyone except Zetsu. Seriously, fuck that guy.

And my characters, I think Linda at the moment. It changes every chapter I love all three.

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I DO NOT OWN NARUTO, ONLY MY CHARACTERS, AND STORYLINE.

Chapter 1: 99 Bottles Of Fuck

I dropped to my knees in pure horror. My hands trembled as they gradually reached down. Dread filled my body at the sight of his lying limp against the concrete. The tips of my fingers finally made contact with his cold body. Reality hit, and it hit hard. I let out a piercing scream. "WHY?!" I screamed and buried my face in his chest, grasping on both sides of his black T-shirt. "Why?!" I screamed again.

My right hand slipped under his head getting the feeling of his soft hair through my fingers. A wavy piece curling around my ring finger. I pulled his body close to me wanting to hold as much and as long as possible. Water began pounding the concrete giving no sign of the harsh weather stopping. I gasped and cried harder and harder. Looking up at the sky, I let out another shrill into the sky. It echoed throughout the area, ravens flew out in terror at the loud noise, thunder booming as a response. I let out a shaky breath before placing my forehead in the crook of his shoulder and neck….

"And...Cut! That's a wrap!" The director yelled. The buzzer and water shut off, people began moving and making noise.

"Towels!" A wide woman yelled running towards me. "Cover yourself before you get sick!" She shrieked in a heavy German accent.

"Come on now," the stage manager called to the both of us. She grabbed a towel off the stack that the assistant was holding and wrapped it around me. "Off to the showers."

I walked out of the set room and down the hall, to the dressing room, I was given. The long hallway was filled with frames of classic movies from the past. (Such as IT, Rocky, Fight Club.) Once I entered the room I stripped out of the wet clothes and stepped into the shower. The warm water splashed against my cold skin making my flesh feel numb. I didn't take too long to shower, I was hurrying my way out so I could grab something to eat before I left. I was starving, and something about crying makes me hungrier.

After getting dressed back into my street clothes I made my way to the back of the set where a snack table was cramped with all kinds of food. I took a moment to examine the contents in front of me. When a figure came and stood beside me.

"Hey, nice job today."

I looked over seeing Bec glancing over the food on the table. "Thanks, you too, you make a great dead person." I complimented.

He chuckled. "Thank you - thank you," he said acting all flattered. "I do try." I rolled my eyes and looked back at the snack table. "So what are you doing now that we have a break?" Bec asked me as he reached for an apple.

"Getting drunk and hanging with my cats," I stated.

"Nice life."

"You?"

"First I'm going to go see May and then I'm going to see my mom. I haven't seen her in about a year."

"Tell May and your mother I said hi," I reached out grabbing an apple as well. Ooh–sandwiches. They varied from simple ham and cheese, peanut butter and jelly. To paninis and sandwiches used for tea parties.

"You're not being serious, right? Do you actually plan on getting drunk with your cats?" Bec asked me in a more concerned tone. He believes that I should socialize and go out more instead of talking to my cats and walk - around my apartment.

I shrugged. "I just want some "me" time. I really don't want to go out. It'll remind me of that stupid publicity thing I had to do with Anthony. Fucking asshole!"

I had to do a fake relationship with a singer so it'll help me get "more recognized" as my manager put it. The first and definitely the last time I'm doing that. So much planning and stress go into a fake relationship. And if you get anyone like Anthony, he'd be happier fucking his reflection then posing a fake smile to a bunch of low life paparazzi.

"Well, what about your neighbor? What was his name?" He snapped his fingers to try and recall my neighbor's name as a ghostly smirk appeared.

"Shut up!" I glared at him.

"Miguel? No that's not right," Bec tapped the end of a banana on his chin to emphasize his temporary memory loss. He continued acting dumb while listing off more names. "Manny? Mark?"

"Shut up. It's Mason," I finally gave in to tell him the name.

Bec cackled. "Yeah! Mason! What about him, hm?" He played around with his eyebrows giving me the impression that he was thinking something perverted.

"We don't even talk or hang out. I've only seen him in the elevator sometimes and the time when I made too many cookies and gave him some."

"What about that time he was in your apartment to watch the game with you?" Bec asked, leaning closer to me. I grabbed a cookie and shoved it into his mouth. "Chocolate, nice. You're blushing you know?"

I rolled my eyes and looked back at the table to get something to eat. I mean that was the whole reason I stayed. Bec pulled his phone out and looked back over at me.

"Gotta go, I'll catch you later." He gave me a hug before running off. "And don't be such a party pooper!" He yelled as he turned the corner of the doorways.

I rolled my eyes and scanned them over the food for the third time today.

I killed the engine off the truck and grabbed my acting bag and regular purse. I got out and locked it as I walked over to the elevator just to the end of the parking lot. It was private just for residents who lived in the apartment complex. I stepped in and pressed for the third floor. The doors closed with a ding and rode up with a faint squeak in the background. This was the only elevator that had that problem. The other was silent as it was newer.

The doors opened letting me step out into the quiet soft brown hallway. I turned a sharp right before walking down a long straight hallway. I walked passed three beige doors before reaching mine. Apt. 304. I pulled out my key and inserted it into the lock. It wasn't the traditional key. It was a card with a chip at the end that needed to be inserted into a small device to open. Just like a hotel would have.

I paused realizing that I forgot to grab food on my way from work. "Damn it!" I cursed under my breath, "I also forgot to grab beers." I sighed feeling annoyed at my small inconvenience.

"Oh. Hey, Max."

I jumped and turned around to see Mason coming out of his apartment. "H-hey, Mason. Ahem. Heading out?" I asked, trying really hard to compose myself.

"Yeah I'm off to a party," Mason answered locking his door. He turned around to face me. "Which reminds me, you have a break now right?"

"Yeah…"

"Cool. Maybe we can hang out sometime," Mason smiled at me. "I'd ask you to come along but I'll let you rest."

"Y-yeah" I agreed. He chuckled and bid a goodnight as he walked away. I continued staring at him as he walked towards the elevator. His dark chocolate hair color bounced with volume. And his yellow eyes that perfected his nice smile.

I shook my head to exit the trance just before entering my apartment. "You have to pull it together," I muttered to myself. I turned on the lights and turned the bright lamp off that I left for Juuzou and Buttercup. Speaking of them. Dropping my bags by the doorway I walked around the apartment trying to find them. I called both of their names waiting for one of them to poke their head around the couch or wall out of curiosity.

I poked my head into my room. "JUUZOU THE CAT! Just what the hell do you think you're doing!?" I yelled swinging the door fully open. I ran over to Juuzou and caught Buttercup before she fell. Juuzou had Buttercup, my three-month-old kitten, hanging from the back of the neck over my bed.

Juuzou turned his back to me when I looked back to glare at him. "Jesus! I thought you'd get over the fact that there's a new cat. You are grounded, mister!" Juuzou turned his head to glare at me before jumping off the bed and walking out my room.

I looked back down at Buttercup in my hands. I gave her a kiss and walked out of the room.

This is just one of the many times that Juuzou has tried to get rid of Buttercup. Once he grabbed her by the neck and placed her in the toilet to try and flush her. Thank goodness I'd followed him to the bathroom, a second later and he'd have her drowned in the toilet water. A second time, Juuzou was sitting by me as I was eating popcorn. He grabbed a mouth full, only to place it in front of Buttercup to try and get her to eat and choke on it. Other incidents have happened, but Juuzou slowly started letting the idea of a new cat sink in so that's why he hadn't tried anything recently. I think Buttercup annoyed Juuzou today, so he probably thought that was a good excuse to try and kill her.

I took a seat on the couch next to Juuzou. I placed Buttercup on my left side so they wouldn't have to look at each other.

"Meow."

"No."

"Meow."

"Juuzou what happened? You use to be such a good boy. You use to cuddle with me, obey me. Now, look at you! You tried killing Buttercup - again!"

"Meow."

I sighed and looked over at Juuzou. "I love you too. But please behave."

"meow…."

"I love you too, Buttercup." I smiled at the both of them before giving the two kisses on the top of their heads.

I hanged my phone up after calling for a pizza and a liquor delivery from the grocery store. "So what should we watch?" I asked to no one. Juuzou and Buttercup don't really watch anime. I flipped through to see what would catch my attention. I passed an old anime I watched when I was fourteen, Love Stage. I could watch that. I continued anime surfing.

My eyes darkened as I passed that name. The one that started with an N.

Naruto-Naruto Shippuden.

I stared at the screen for a while longer. My body warmed up as I continued staring hatefully at the screen. To stop my glaring I ended up watching a season of Keeping up with the Kardashians.

I slowly opened my eyes pushing the pizza box off me. I have a weird history of waking up to find odd things beside or with me. There was a time when I woke up to see a very nice looking man in my bed. Black silky skin with such a gentle smile. He was a black French model that I met at a party. Another time I woke up after hate-break up sex with Anthony. Fucking asshole! Another time I found Zetsu in my bed (wow, first time I've thought of them).

The pizza box wasn't the odd thing in the situation. It wasn't the something, but the someone.

"What time is it?" I asked myself. I patted my pants and jacket to try and find my phone. Hopefully, no one called while I was passed out. And hopefully, it didn't fall into the cracks of my couch. It's a bother to reach my hand all the way down a tight space.

"8:20."

"Ah, thank you," I smiled letting my eyelids drop. My eyes snapped wide open when I realized someone answered back to me other than my cats. I jumped up from my seat, but I got a little dizzy from the alcohol that I consumed earlier. So I just flopped back on the couch.

"W-w-w-what?!"

"What?" He answered me back.

"H-h-h-how…?"

"Kakashi-sensei, I think you broke her?" Sai pointed out, peering down at my face. My mouth continued moving soundlessly not sure how to properly react. He tilted his head trying to read my lips.

"I'm going to take advantage of you not being able to talk, to talk myself," Kakashi said. "I am Kakashi. Those brats over there are Naruto, Sai, and Sakura. We are known as team seven."

"Yamato, our other captain, is sick so it's only the four of us for the time being," Naruto added.

You see this shit too right? I must be dreaming. Yeah, alcohol has a history of giving people weird vivid dreams, only in my case it just so happen to be a nightmare. These people aren't real, this is...fuck it's not impossible!

"H-how did you - w-who are you? Why are you in my house?!" I asked a little more loudly. I DO NOT want to relive this!

"We just explained who we are," Sakura reminded calmly.

"We came in with a jutsu, we have permission, see." Kakashi held a scroll out to me. I took it and opened it up to read it. It was in Japanese. Thankfully I took - and still taking - Japanese classes.

"I see," I nodded. "Well then, as much fun as it was (it wasn't) I hope (I don't) you have a nice trip back home." I smiled sweetly at them.

They didn't budge.

"Miss, we are on a very-"

"Max."

"What?" Kakashi stopped confused.

"Max. My name is Max…" I trailed off realizing that I probably shouldn't have used my real name. And team 7 was giving me a weird look.

"Isn't Max a boy name?" Sai questioned. "Did your mother hate you?"

"No. It's Maxine," I informed them while clenching my jaw.

"Okay," Kakashi slowly spoke, "Maxine or Max, we're here because you're suspected of hiding the Akatsuki. They suddenly went missing only to come back and pull an unbelievable stunt. The Kazekage incident."

Kazekage? Do they mean Gaara? That would have made Naruto around eleven years old when I "wished" the Akatsuki. But what about Sasuke; well some members were pulled from different timelines, including Sasuke. But if the Gaara incident happened then that means Tobi became a member because that's how Sasori dies in the show.

I look up at team 7 after running the whole situation through my head.

"I don't want to sound insensitive about your "incident," by why are you telling me this? What's the real reason you're here?" I continued acting dumb. It's best that I just keep moving around so they'd forget why I'm the one being accused.

"Like I said, you're a suspect of the hiding of the Akatsuki," Kakashi repeated.

"I don't know this, Aka sucky," I said frustrated.

"Look we just need whatever information you have. People are at stake here." Sai tried. Sai failed.

Watch, I'm a great actress.

"Is it so none of your other Kazekage get hurt?" I raised my eyebrow at them.

"There's only one Kazekage," Sakura corrected me.

"Well, how the hell should I know - the fuck is a Kazekage?!"

"We don't have time!" Naruto lashed out, getting really impatient. "Kakashi?!"

Kakashi sighed. "We'll just take her with us. We have permission to use force."

Wait...what? Shit, I did not think that one through. Shut up! I'm a great actress not a very good escaper. Plus I'm still a little woozy from the alcohol so go screw off!

"Um, why and where are you taking me?" I asked interrupting their conversation.

"We're taking you back to the village where Lady Tsunade, the Hokage, will try and get information out of you," Sakura answered me. She had her head high up and her hands behind her back like the goody-two-shoes she is.

I gulped. This can't happen, not now! I just got a break and Mason said we'd hang out. Plus I have a very important interview that Bec and I are scheduled for in less than a week.

And what about Juuzou and Buttercup. I can't leave them alone, I don't have anyone free to take care of them. Who knows how long this might take. I can already envision the headlines if I don't come back.

Max Chavez abandons cats!

"How long are we going to take?" I spoke up to team 7.

"Depends on how long you're going to continue playing dumb," Kakashi sassed me.

"Well, I don't know these, Aka sucky!"

"Akatsuki!" Naruto, Sai, and Sakura corrected me.

I shooed them off. Kakashi told me that I can go grab what I need before we left. I went to my room and grabbed my acting bag that I use to carry my clothes. I put three shirts and pants. I looked down at my shoes. They were a gray, thick two inch heel boots. Sure why not. (But for safety measures I put my high top converse in.) I threw my deodorant and toothbrush with my comb. I also put my phone and charger in my bag. And last but definitely not least. I placed my wallet with my ID in the bag.

I entered the living room with my bag hanging from my shoulder. "I'll go, but on one major condition."

"You have to come either way, but let's hear it," Sai smiled at me.

"My cats have to come with me. I don't have anyone to care of them and they'll be a high chance that the big one wants to murder the little one."

Naruto gave me a weird look, "Sure I guess?" he shrugged.

"Perfect." I picked Buttercup and gave Naruto - Juuzou. They stared at each other awkwardly.

Kakashi pulled a small container of ink out. He drew a medium size circle on the floor. Great, that'll leave a stain. He grabbed two scrolls and placed them so they'd make an X. Kakashi began making a series of hand signs. Before I could process what was going on we were already in Konoha.

The sensation was odd. It felt as if there were hands grabbing and squeezing every inch of my body. Some parts were getting pushed while others pulled. And for about two seconds it was hard breath. But just as it started, it stopped.

"We're here," Kakashi announced.

My eyelids fluttered open adjusting to the light. The five of us stood in front of the giant green gates that protected the village. Inside, some civilians were chatting while children screamed as they ran around. To the left, I saw the desk that Izumo and Kotetsu sat at while keeping guard of who entered and exit the village. Sai pushed me forward to walk. We stopped just as we walked past the gates. Kakashi pushed a scroll on the desk and said something that I couldn't quite catch. He turned back around and led us through the village.

It looked just as I remembered from the show, only the obvious detail that the show fails to mention. That the village was real. The shops, the smell, how the Hokage faces were seen from far away; and no matter which part of the village you were at you'd still be able to see them. The Hokage tower was just as big as I envisioned it to be. In front of Japanese Mt. Rushmore.

I realized that the closer we got the more I grew nervous. My heart was beating louder and faster, and my palms were getting sweaty.

Normally I wouldn't care about meeting someone. I can make friends with anyone. The problem is that we're talking about illegal things. My freedom is on the line! Kakashi was right, I technically had been hiding the Akatsuki. I'm like a criminal hider, a criminal trafficker, oh man. We walked the round hallway, stopping at the large double doors. I adjusted my bag and Buttercup.

"Meow."

"Juuzou, I'm not going to do that," I muttered through my teeth. He asked me if I could drop Buttercup. She looked up at me with big solid green eyes. I shook my head. "I won't drop you, honey."

Sakura opened the door allowing us to walk into the office. It was very similar to the manga and tv show. Papers scattered throughout the desk and floor. Scrolls laying around - open and bottles of Sake were sitting on Tsunade's desk. And last but not least, Tsunade herself was sitting at the desk. Beside her was obviously Shizune. Her loyal assistant and medical partner.

"My lady," Sakura said bowing her head. The rest soon followed.

"Team 7, I'm glad you're back." She paused and looked at me. "It seems you had to use plan B." Tsunade sighed, "leave me alone with her."

"Aww, I wanted to see some action," Naruto whined with his lips pursed in a pout.

"Is it because it's the only action you'll get?" Sai asked with his fake smile.

Sakura stepped in between the two before a fight broke out. Kakashi bowed and pushed his three pupils out. Naruto place Juuzou beside me before being led out by the ear. The door slammed shut and I was left alone with Tsunade and Shizune in the room. We stared at one another, I rocked my feet back and forward feeling awkward. Tsunade was still in her seat.

"So," I started the conversation, "they're quite the group, aren't they?" I forced a laugh.

"Yes," Both Tsunade and Shizune said at the same time.

"Tell me, what is your name?" Tsunade asked taking a pencil and a scroll out labeled information.

"I am Max - and yes it's originally for a boy but it's a nickname of my full name." I said quickly before I was asked if it's a boy name. I'm actually getting annoyed with that question. So I'm just going to answer it before anyone has a chance to ask about it. It's like no one has ever met a person with a unisex name. Well, Max isn't exactly unisex….

"What is your full name?" Shizune asked.

"Maxine."

"Okay Max, what do you do?"

"Meow."

"JUUZOU!" I cried out in horror. "We don't say such things!"

Tsunade and Shizune looked at each other before looking back at me. Both of them looking lost.

"Um," Shizune began, "you know what he's saying?"

"Yes...no. Yes." I hesitated. "Sorry I don't talk much about my… specialty all that much."

"Which is?"

"I'm a cat therapist. That's the answer to your second question." I answered.

"Meow." You're an idiot.

Tsunade continued frowning at me. "I don't believe you. How can you talk to cats if your not a ninja?"

That's right! I forgot that there's a ninja cat lady. What was her name? Granny Cat?

"I connect with my cats, and other cats, through energy. Sometimes it's a blessing, sometimes a curse," I laughed. Mostly a curse, a lot of cats that I've encountered really like to gossip behind my back, and others to my face.

"We've gotten off track," Tsunade said trying to get back to the reason why I came here. "Tell me the truth. Have you ever associated with Akatsuki before?"

I let out a sigh. "Look, I don't know these Aka sucky, even if I did, I wouldn't be involved in their little activities."

Tsunade let out a not so friendly chuckle. "You underestimate the Akatsuki, and their criminal activity. They kill, steal, kidnap, and maybe rape. We don't know just what they're doing, and any information about them would really help. We are talking about human lives here. You could save thousands of people, with just a little bit of information. Am I clear?"

I nodded. But even if I did want to help Tsunade, I don't know where the hideout is. It's been four years since I've spoken to them and the girls. I honestly have no clue where they are, and frankly, I don't want to know. I have more important things to do than stay and "help."

"Look and listen to me. I don't want to be here, I'm sorry but I don't know where they are." I said sternly. My cocky smirk was completely wiped off.

"We have chakra reports that lead to you." Tsunade retorted. "I'd argue with you more but I'm very busy. Shizune go get the rest."

Shizune nodded and walked past me to the door. She turned the knob letting the group peak in before fully walking in. She made it back to Tsunade's side.

"Sai, Sakura, Naruto. Your mission is to keep an eye on Max for the time being. Find a place for her two stay, but I recommend that she stays with one of you. Dismiss."

Juuzou stood up and stretched out the upper part of his body before walking alongside me. I followed Team 7 out the door and back into the hallway. I need to keep my eyes wide and my memory open. I have to find a route to escape.

Thanks for reading chapter 1. Don't forget to review! Bye Bye!