Okay here it goes. This was a challenge by my good friend Anna. She asked me what would happen if I was to be the Akatsuki's housekeeper...and it would turn out something like this...Keep in mind this is a fanfiction so I can do whatever I want, kay minna?

good! Edit:: I dont not own Naruto or its characters. Kakuzu sold my soul though...

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A girl around fifteen walked into a dark kitchen and flippedon the lights with a yawn. She tied up her long brown hair out of her face and sighed as she looked at the stove. She got out all the ingrediants and tools to make omlettes and began the bothersome task of cooking breakfast. Today marked the begining of her third week as Akatsuki's house keeper. Besides cooking and cleaning, she had to do troublesome things like washing clothes, being a nurse, and making sure the members didnt skip out on mission or kill eatch other. She felt like a freaking mother when everyone was older then her. She noted in her head to never sign up for random housekeepings jobs just because she was broke.

Her name? Evangelline, aka "hey you go 'insert random task here'" But the job really wasn't THAT bad. She got to be around Hidan everyday and she could still compose her list of ways to annoy the living hell out of the members...and since the leader told them that if they kill this housekeeper, he would severly punish them, (at this Hidan scoffed muttering something about being immortal so it didn't matter, at which th leader threatened him with an embarssing task that shut him up quite quickly.) Evangelline acually had a chance to accomplish all the tasks on her growing list. She decided to start this morning with a small step, to see their reactions.

She looked up from the skillet when she saw Deidara walk down the stairs and plop down into a chair. She walked over to him and put the hot omlette on his plate and poured him tea.

"'Morning blondie!" She sang out while walking back to the stove.

"What did you just call me?" The blonde asked, his voice mixed with anger and confusion.

"Blondie. I could call you Dei-dei-chan but that sounds like a pet name and honestly..."Eva responed while preparing another omellete.

"Dont call me that" He said

"What?" She asked, her back still turned.

"Either" He stated, irratated.

Some toast popped out of the toaster and Eva walked over to Deidara and put two slices on his plate. "Whatever you say Blondie..." she said with an innocent smile. She went back to the stove as she heard footsteps echoing down the hallway upstairs. She grinned and with a sniker thought, "i so far so good..."