Author Notes:
Well, here it is... my first fanfic...
I would just like to say that my mind works too complicated so that results in me being the worst explainer in the world! So I am quite sure there will be times someone will be completely lost because my way of words.
The setting is at an academy thats accept grade levels from seventh grade to senior year in college. This academy was meant for people with very unusual traits such as a kid with bat wings growing out of his back or a girl with cat-like features. To put it in more simple words for you and me (yes, even I did not under stand that bit above), it's an academy for the endowed, I guess.
I probably did a lot of mistakes in this story. If I'm inaccurate about age or personalities,... crud...slaps forhead in disbelief. All I would say is "whoopsie" and then I would like to point out that in a situation like this, it should be okay since it's a fanfiction, right? Yeah!
Sorry, I talk too much. I should just shut up and let you guys read...
Disclaimer: I'm not bright enough to come up with Naruto and its Akatsuki members, and if I was, someone would have beat me to it anyways. Masashi Kishimoto did a better job than I could have ever done. So I own nothing...
Please bear with me on these line-dividers-thingys. I'm still new and still trying understand how this works...End Author Notes
Rain pounded at the window of Hidan's dorm room. He turned in his bed to look at his alarm. It read 3:37 a.m. and classes did not start until 7:45 a.m.. For the past week, it has been raining non stop and it would continue to do so until late the next week. Among many of the students at Tsuki Academy Hidan was also affected by the weather. He's been falling behind in most of his classes so he got out of bed, went to his study desk and grabbed his books to continue his already late homework.
If Hidan had a roommate like he should have, he would have hesitated to turn on his lamp and his stereo to a low volume. Hidan's old roommate transferred out a month ago and since Hidan has been lonely. He missed his arguments with his roommate.
I'd rather hear that bastard complain about Jashin and my religion than to be in this room alone with no one to entertain me, he decided.
He shook his head to clear his lonely thoughts and told himself to continue his book.
Hidan now sat in his assigned seat in first period. His head on his desk, he tried his best to stay awake. He closed his eyes, hoping it would help, but…
"What time did yougo to sleep, un?" Hidan opened one eye to look at his blond friend who held a mocking grin.
"Deidara," Hidan rubbed his eyes, "I couldn't sleep so I tried to do my homework for Advanced Chemistry and stayed up 'til 4:45." Hidan paused. "Where's Tobi?"
Deidara turned to look at the back and Hidan followed his gaze. Tobi, the kid in an orange mask, waved like he was hard to find when in reality he was alone back there.
Without taking his gaze off of Tobi, Hidan asked Deidara, "Why do you hang out with him?"
"Well, he's my step-brother, so Mom thought, since we're the same age, we should hang out more, un." Deidara took his gaze off Tobi to look at Hidan with a small, shy smile, "Plus…he's not that bad. I mean, yeah, he could be very annoying, but then I remember that he only wants to make his only buddies happy."
"…yeah, I guess…"Hidan smiled slightly as Tobi approached them with bags of their favorite candy in each hand.
A Tobi passed out the bags, Deidara's mind was tumbling over whether or not Hidan did his project. He asked him.
"Fuck! No! I forgot we had to do that!" were the words that came out of Hidan's foul mouth.
"It's okay! As long as Sensei does not call on Hidan today, Hidan-kun will have enough time to work on the project tonight!" Tobi pointed out proudly.
"Yeah, you're right Tobi. If Sensei goes in alphabetical order like he always does then I should be safe!" Hidan exclaimed happily.
"Tobi's a good boy!" Tobi stood firmly, fists on hips ,and chin lifted high. Deidara couldn't help but to pat Tobi's shoulder.
The bell rang and every student returned to their seats. Ibiki-sensei entered the classroom with a paper bag in his clutches.
"Alright, lowlifes. As you all know, today we are to start presenting our projects. I felt like trying something new so," Ibiki shook the paper bag, "instead of going in ABC order, we'll have luck decide." Ibiki grinned.
He pulled a small piece of paper, unfolded it, and read the name in it. "Hidan!"
Hidan's heart stopped as the grin on the sadist's face widened. "Congratulations, Hidan, will you honor us with your project?"
After a brief moment of violent thoughts towards his sensei, Hidan stood up an strolled to the front of the room. At the beginning of the year, Ibiki had explained exactly what to do in a situation like this.
The silver-haired boy looked at the opposite wall and opened his mouth.
"Because I did not come prepared to class, I, Hidan, have no project to present; therefore I am your everyday example of a foolish moron just taking up valuable time and space as I continue my path to Idiot Ville. Thank you for your attention for I do not even deserve that," Hidan recited with a low bow at the end of his speech. He returned to his seat.
"What. A. Bummer. Hidan. And that, class, is why you should always remind yourselves of your priorities so that you do not become on like Hidan," Ibiki turned to the class who were too scared to even breathe.
Ibiki drew another name and class began again. Hidan sat in his seat, trying to keep his anger in, but the more he tried, the bigger the lump in his throat got. Hidan sat watching the clock, waiting for the time when he would ever be released form this hell.
Itachi and Kisame were sitting through another PowerPoint lecture in first period Physics. When Zetsu came in twenty minutes late, the teacher did not react.
"Hey," Zetsu said as he put his bag down to sit next to them.
"Y'know, it's getting pretty obvious that Iruka-sensei is frightened by you," Kisame said. Itachi merely glanced sideways at Zetsu.
"Why? I barely do anything now," Zetsu asked referring to the fact that he hasn't gotten in trouble in the past few weeks.
"Your dark side still slips out and frightens the 'children'," Itachi mumbled clear enough for the other two to hear.
About in the middle of class, Zetsu's stomach growled. He hoped nobody heard. He scanned the room with his eyes to see who did hear. Itachi and Kisame were the only in the room who did not tense up. Even Iruka stopped writing on the board.
Hear it comes, everyone thought.
"Give me flesh. Give me blood. I'm so hungry…" Zetsu's dark side emerged causing the students to panic and inch closer to the door.
Before Zetsu could do anything about his hunger, Itachi searched his books bag for a bag of chips and handed them to Zetsu.
"Even if you are late to class, you should always eat your breakfast. We don't want to cause an uproar, now do we?" Itachi said calmly as Zetsu ripped open the bag and began to munch down on the chips.
Kisame looked up at the rest of the class who stared back with fear in their eyes.
"What? Nothing to see here but a young man having a peaceful morning snack. Turn back around before you get on my nerves," Kisame growled and everyone did as they were told. Kisame smiled at his "threat" and was satisfied that the class also feared him.
Iruka continued class. Zetsu was able to calm down his dark side, and everyone was able to relax a bit again.
A man of eighteen years with blank eyes, orange hair, and multiple facial piercing walked into the main office after completing his role as Hall Monitor. He was a model student in teachers' eyes and a man to avoid at all costs in students' eyes.
He approached the blue haired girl behind the desk. A she typed on the computer, Pein watched her, occasionally going from her eyes to her faint pink lips. She really is like porcelain doll, he thought.
"Did you need something, Pein-senpai?" Konan asked without taking her eyes off the computer screen.
Pein sat on the desk, "There's no one else out there whom I can threaten or blackmail. It's like they're all afraid of me." A small smile slowly formed on his face as he said the last sentence.
"Any thing new?" he asked.
"Sasori- senpai should be returning from his dorm-arrest," Konan looked through a folder.
"Bet he'll try to poison his teacher again," Pein smirked.
"And we are to expect a new student for year eleven by late next week," Konan finally looked up, expecting the question Pein always asked about new students.
"What are his records?" Pein asked interested.
"The only available records are of his grades and when he left his hometown. It also states that he comes from a broken home so he lives with foster parents," Konan said looking as if she was sad.
Pein secretly wished Konan would show some form of emotion towards him other than just respect for an upperclassman.
"A new student old enough to be a threat to anyone round him with a mysterious background…I'm intrigued," Pein smiled, "Perhaps he will be of some use to me. Inform me when you have more information on him and when he arrives."
"Yes, Pein-senpai," Konan nodded.
Sasori hung up from ordering a large pizza for delivery to his dorm room. The pizza was provided by Tsuki Academy's own restaurant.
He grabbed his laptop to work on his and Pein's project. Pein was pissed when Sasori was put under dorm arrest. In the eyes of every staff member here, Sasori and Pein were like night and day, can't think of one without thinking of the other.
Sasori felt sorry for all of the teachers that believe in the idea that Pein is their best student in any category: attendance, behavior, academics, athletics, etc.. No wonder they gave him the roles of hall and office monitor, giving him access to information.
Not the wisest move, Sasori grinned.
Knowing Pein since they were both in first grade, Sasori knows that Pein would take advantage of his role in the offices and use the information for himself. Sasori, being a loyal friend, would assist Pein in whatever it is that Pein is plotting. Sasori sighed and retrieved his laptop to look up poisons and order a stock of his favorite ones. He was running low on strychnine and magnesium. He also ordered a few phials of a poison he had never used before. He paused in his order and decided to make a double order on antidotes. To be safe he also ordered five phials of their all-poison antidote. His total was 576.67.
Once he clicked the confirm button, he had a pang of excitement pass through him. He couldn't wait to test out the new poison.
When Sasori was first accepted into the academy, he was about twelve years of age. It took the last two years of elementary school for Pein to convince Sasori that they both should attend this academy and not settle for anything less. Sasori could still recall that look on his best friend's face. A face of excitement expected from any kid at the age of ten or eleven.
Sasori sighed. Where did that child go? he thought.Then again, I also changed since then. I used to follow orders, pay attention, and left everyone alone. Here I am now in year twelve and already with a criminal record for poisons, occasional violent act, and, of course, dishonesty.
Although this is true, Tsuki Academy would never give Sasori up. Sasori was a delinquent, yes, but he was loyal to them. It was all a part of the contract between student and school in a place like this. Sasori was able to do as he wants with the knowledge of his consequences, but, in return, he must serve Tsuki Academy in serious situations. Sasori was to be used as a tool using his knowledge of poisons.
Besides Tsuki Academy was probably the only school that did not freak over abnormal people such as Sasori, a human with puppet-like qualities. In fact Tsuki Academy encouraged such abnormalities.
Damn bastards, Sasori cursed under his breath. But his thoughts were interrupted with a knock at his door. He got up to answer the door.
"Hey, your total is 16.98," the pizza delivery boy told Sasori.
Sasori gave the boy a look of disbelief and after a while he took out his wallet from his baggy pants.
"You bastards are getting quite expensive, y'know," he said as he gave him the money.
The delivery boy pretended to ignore his comment and just replied back with a bit of annoyance in his voice, "We are only trying out best, sir."
Sasori felt like playing so he decided to annoy the boy further,"Yeah? Well, your best sucks. In fact, you should give me a refund plus the pizza for free."
"We can't do that, sir," the boy's eye twitch.
"Well then, no tip for you," Sasori slammed the door and did a countdown from three. When he reached one, there was an angry scream on the other side of the door.
Within minutes he finished his pizza, making sure to leave some for some for his roommate. There was a pause as he thought, staring at his roommate's slices. He fetched his suitcase in his closet. He then removed one small phial with a clear yellow liquid inside and shook it. He put two drops on each slice of the remaining pizza.
Let's see how my guinea pig will react to this poison, he thought with a smile.
Author Notes:
Did the lines disrupt anything? Probably did, hunh?
That part where Hidan recited that speech was inspired by the thought of Ibiki spending the first week of school having his class memorize it. I don't know, doesn't he seem like the type who would do that if he had to teach a class? Yes? No? Maybe?
It's supposed to be a story focused more on Hidan and Kakuzu, but then I completely forget and end up writing more about the others as well. If it isn't obvious, I do like Tobi so I won't be mean to him... as much.
If you have any questions or need me to explain some things in this story, please feel free to ask through a message. I will try my best to answer and explain. Please leave a review. Constructive criticism is also good, too...just put me down in a gentle matter/manner (my grammar isn't working so early in the morning).
Last day of school! All summer to write if nothing distracts me!