Title: The Insanity that is the Akatsuki
Sweets: I know, I know, I shouldn't be starting anything new! -ducks rotten apples- But I promise I'll update Summer Chaos VERY soon, just because my friends won't leave me alone about it. And, that my muse decided to come back and give me this. I mean, I'm pretty sure this is funny.
Right? RIGHT?
Thanks to those who have been patiently waiting. And thanks to Rika who gave me this idea. -huggles-
Notes:// Hokay, so it's pretty much random. If you like some dark humor, knock yourself out with this one.
Edit: Been corrected for grammatical errors and the like. Thanks for reading. Review!
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Chapter 1: Caffeine
Tobi hummed his way through the Akatsuki lair, feeling bored with himself. Zetsu hadn't been given any new missions and therefore, neither had he. It was tiresome just sitting around in the cave, wondering what on earth to do with one's self.
"I wish Zetsu-san wouldn't stay cooped up in his room." Tobi sighed, feeling put out.
He had never been inside any of the other's room, Zetsu included. Though the cannibal was usually decent to him, Tobi had just been plain forbidden to enter the ex-Grass nin's room.
Thus, Tobi had no one to play with.
Not that Zetsu would play with him anyway, but Tobi didn't know that.
As the self proclaimed good boy entered into the main lounge, he spotted Itachi and Kisame, conked out on some ratty old chairs Kakuzu refused to spend money on to replace or fix.
Nevermind the chairs, Tobi was just ecstatic to find someone in the room.
Bounding over piles of scrolls, more rotten furniture and a few dead mice (poor things had fallen victim to Hidan again), Tobi rushed over to Itachi and began to wake him.
"Itachi-san, Itachi-saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!!!!" Tobi crooned as he tugged on the Sharingan user's sleeve.
The man lifted up his eye mask and opened one eye very lazily and stared. Oh hell no. He did not need this. Not when he had just come from a major assassination mission.
Hell no.
Now since Itachi, along with everyone else, had been forbidden to kill other members of the Akatsuki, he was seriously thinking about forgetting this rule and just going ahead and ridding the world of the nuisance that is Tobi.
"What. Do. You. Want." he muttered, removing his eye mask, irritably.
Tobi, who was grinning behind his mask, whispered excitedly,
"Do you want to play with me?"
Itachi watched as the boy in front of him rock on his heels, his hands clasped behind his back, pleading with him.
"No." came the monotone response. "Get away from me."
Tobi stopped rocking and let his whole body double over in rejection. Itachi shook his head and said,
"Go bother Kisame, I'm tired."
The boy seemed to brighten up instantly as he flounced over to the shark man who was snoring loudly with the Samehada clutched in both hands.
"KISAME-SAN!!!" Tobi cried, going all out and shaking the man into oblivion.
"Whaaa-aaa-aaa...FOR CHIRST'S SAKE STOP SHAKING MEEEE!" Kisame snarled, pushing Tobi backwards.
Undaunted, Tobi regrouped and started his attack.
"Kisame-san, will you play a game with me?" he asked innocently.
The shark-like man could only stare, bleary-eyed, at the boy, who got down and begged on his knees. He watched as Tobi began to pathetically grovel and whine, making himself look like an overgrown puppy rather then an immature assassin.
"Look, Tobi, I'd love to," he rolled his eyes at this, "But I just came back from an exhausting mission and Itachi and I are tired. Why don't you go find someone else?"
Kisame wasn't one to just put down the boy, but he was exhausted. I mean, after killing and slaughtering 110 people, wouldn't you be?
Well, at this, Tobi deflated and said in a dejected voice,
"But no one wants to play."
"I'm sure you'll find someone."
'Yeah, right.' Kisame mentally added.
Tobi began to walk away ruefully, dragging his feet and having a huge raincloud over his masked head. The two looked up and watched him leave, impassively.
"You know, we never actually asked him what he wanted to play." Itachi asked.
"Probably something like checkers." Kisame reasoned, settling back into the chair.
"I'd whoop his ass at checkers." Itachi said haughtily, putting his eye mask back on.
"Hn. Whatever." Kisame muttered and tried to get back to sleep.
"Was that a comment of disbelief towards my superior abilities?" Itachi asked, in a sharp voice, a few moments later.
"Oh, no...of course not." came Kisame's reply, dripping with sarcasm.
"I'd like to see you try and beat me."
"I bet I could." Kisame snapped, angrily.
"You wish."
"I don't have to, because I can."
"Bring the idiot back here and let's go."
"Fine. TOBI! TOBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
"...Right."
After several minutes of dull, yet heated, arguing, and the lack of Tobi, the two decided to drop it. Both were disgruntled and more then a little annoyed then they had been.
It seems Tobi caused unrest wherever he went.
"Fuck checkers. I'd whoop your ass at chess."
So a very sorry and melancholy Tobi trudged through the halls, feeling the doom and gloom that came with rejection. As he walked into the kitchen, he found his next victims.
Sasori and Deidara.
The puppet master's head was hidden beneath folded arms, trying to ignore the freakishly hyper blonde that is Deidara. The pyromaniac was pinwheeling his arms wildly, shouting at his danna, his mouth open wide so Sasori would get the full effect of his rage.
"WHY WON'T YOU ACCEPT THAT YOU HAVE A FUCKED UP IDEA OF ART, YEAH."
"Shut up." came the uninterested reply, muffled beneath the folds of the cloak Sasori had yet to shed.
"YOU'RE SUCH A LOSER WHEN IT COMES TO ART, DANNA!" Deidara shouted, furiously, his hands making spastic motions.
"Shut up."
"WHY WON'T YOU ACKNOWLEDGE THAT I'M AN ARTIST TOO?!" the clay user began to wail, switching from angry to angsty.
"Shut up."
Tobi stood there, fascinated, watching the two interact. Well, it was really more of Deidara acting while Sasori merely ignored him to the best of his abilities. He watched for a while until he was caught on Deidara's angry radar.
"YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" Deidara yelled out savagely, pointing to the masked man with unrivaled hate. "YOUUU FREAKKKKKKKKKKKK!"
Tobi, audaciously stepped foreward and said cheerfully,
"Do you want to play a game with me?"
Sasori, from his uncaring position didn't even give a reply. Deidara, dumbfounded, gazed at the boy and whispered hatefully,
"Who in the world would want to play a game with you?"
Tobi shrugged.
"You're an annoying little pest, unworthy of being in the Akatsuki, yeah!" Deidara spat out.
Tobi sank into another deep depression. Finally, Deidara stormed off, slamming the kitchen door, causing several plates to fall off the cabinet shelves and the door to come off its hinges.
In his room, Kakuzu winced.
At the sound of Deidara leaving, Sasori looked up, indifferent to the situation. Having Deidara as a partner for such a long time made him hardened to these attitudes that the explosion master liked to get into. He spared a bored glance at Tobi who pulled out a chair across from him and laid his head in his hands and began to sob.
Sasori stared, feeling awkward.
"It's just Deidara. He's just tired. Or PMSing." he added as an afterthought.
"Are you too tired to play, Sasori-san?" Tobi sniffed.
"Yes." came the blase response.
"Why is everyone so tired lately?" Tobi sniffled some more, grabbing a nearby dish towel and blowing his nose in it.
Sasori watched him with a blank expression and vaguely wondered how he could blow his nose with the mask on. He made a small reminder to himself to never use that dish towel ever again. Then, he started to explain, a little cautiously.
"Well, Leader-sama has been giving us a lot of missions lately. Sometimes two in a day. When we get tired, especially Deidara, we get irritable."
"Why are you irritable, Sasori-san?" Tobi asked, curiously wringing out the dishtowel dry.
Sasori threw a disgusted look at the dish towel and said,
"I am."
"You are?"
The puppeteer gave a glare, which went unnoticed by the boy. He then sighed and leaned his head on the underside of his wrist, wondering what to do.
"Am I bothering you?"
His eye twitched.
"Yes."
"Can you tell what I can do to stop bothering you?"
Twitch. Twitch.
"No."
"Then why are you putting up with me?"
Twitch x 1000.
"Is it...is it because you like me?!" Tobi asked, gleefully, springing up from the table.
Sasori shot him the look.
"No."
"Are you just saying that? Are you hiding it?"
"No."
"It's alright, Sasori-san. Embrace your feelings!" Tobi said, passionately.
"Shut up."
"It's ok to embrace them! It makes you more manly!"
"Shut up."
"EMBRACE THE POWER OF YOUTH. EMBRACE THE GLORY OF FEELINGS!"
Somewhere, far, far, away, Gai sneezed.
"Shut up." came the irritated response.
Sasori laid his head in his hands. Tobi really was another Deidara.
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Tobi had been kicked out of the kitchen, as Sasori had instructed him to leave. The boy felt a little better, but was somehow still hung up on the fact that everyone had been so tired.
"I wish there was something I could do for them." he sighed wistfully, as he strutted down the corridors.
Suddenly, it hit him like the meteor from Mars, enflamed with the power of youth. But not really.
There was only one other thing that made Tobi happy and excited as he was besides cooking, cheerleading, and competitive tree climbing.
Coffee.
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When Tobi entered the kitchen a half-hour later, he found that Sasori had retreated up to his room, probably to take a well-earned (and pretty much deserved) nap. Thankful, Tobi pulled on a frilly pink apron that Leader-sama completely denies is his, and started to pull things out of the cabinets.
"Let's see now...they're really, really tired...so they need caffeine!" the hyper Akatsuki member reasoned, tapping his finger to his mask.
Many random things came out of the cabinet that day, some including tasty foreign ingredients like 'cyanide' and 'ibuprofen'.
Tobi's eyes glittered behind his mask as he pulled out a blender and shoved in four cans of coke, ten cups of steaming hot coffee, sixteen caffeine pills, eighteen cups of sugar, three pieces of old, green candy he had found under the kitchen sink, cyanide, ibuprofen, pieces of an old vanilla bean found in a dusty drawer, something white and liquid-y, and some pill thing called 'Viagra'.
"I hope they'll feel better after my specialty energy drink!" Tobi said, hoping his friends would feel better after his nice soothing drink.
Little did the poor Akatsuki know, they were in for one heck of a caffeine binge ride.
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It was unlucky Kakuzu who stumbled into the kitchen only to reel back out in shock, his hearts racing wildly and his eyes wide with fear. The kitchen door was off its hinges, plates were smashed and their pieces lay everywhere (courtesy of Deidara's tantrum), an unknown liquid was covering the once yellow walls and there was coffee grounds all over the place.
The man had just come back from buying white silk and green taffeta he was going to use for a dress, but he had dropped the one of the bolts (it just so happened to be the white one) into the dark mess of liquid and was permanently stained.
Tearfully, he picked it up and looked at the kitchen with disdain, still hyperventilating.
Someone's going to be very dead in a few moments, he decided.
That was PURE SILK. It cost him almost an eighth of his salary. Thankfully, he made sure that he and the others got well paid, so he could buy more.
But still...
The sewing nin regained his breathing rate and stormed back into the kitchen, only to see Tobi there, pink apron and all, pouring some dark liquid into seven different cups. Each cup had a different color, supposedly for each different member.
Finally he spoke.
"What...is that?" he asked, his voice iced with worry.
"It's an energy drink! You must be tired, Kakuzu-san...all the shopping wears one out you know!"
Kakuzu shot him a glare.
"Hn. What's in it?" he asked, peering into his own black mug that the boy had carefully chosen for him.
Tobi bounced up and down saying,
"Coffee, and some caffeine."
Yeah. Right.
Now Kakuzu was a very busy man. He was very tired and very thirsty from all of his cloth shopping and decided that Tobi was too stupid to actually put something lethal or attempt to poison any of them.
How wrong he was.
But anyway, the poor man turned to his mug, lifted it up, and drained it in a few seconds. He set the mug down, wiped his mouth, and waited to be re-energized.
"Well? Do you like it?" Tobi asked.
"I don't feel-"
Suddenly, Kakuzu felt his hearts being to race. Faster and faster and faster...abruptly, the man shot out of his chair like a jackhammer and started to bounce around the room at the speed of sound. His vocal chords had stopped working until suddenly...
He keeled over from dead shock.
Tobi stared at his comrade and grinned behind his mask.
"I'm glad he liked it!" he smiled and flounced out of the room.
Kakuzu's hearts had started beating so hard that one of them exploded from an overdose of caffeine.
Poor man.
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Hidan opened his ritual room door, feeling refreshed. However, one look at him from a normal person, you would've thought he needed a hospital or something. The man had blood dripping down his chest from a large spike that was impaled through his body. The red crimson slid down his arms and began to pool onto he floor as he stretched out his muscles, yawning.
He began to walk towards his room to clean up when he spotted something in front of the door. It was a pure white mug, with what looked like coffee in it.
"Hn. The bastard Tobi's been at it again."
Still, he liked coffee and decided to drink to Jashin-sama's health. Not that Jashin-sama needed it. He was a god! However...anything he could do to get to sainthood, the better.
"To you, Jashin-sama." Hidan said, prayerfully, picking up the mug.
He swallowed it, feeling the rich texture slide down his throat in a very comforting way. He sighed with contentment and tossed the mug at Kakuzu's door where it shattered. He then turned to open his door.
Suddenly, Hidan felt something wasn't right.
His body began to shake; causing a rapid amount of blood loss...it was faster then he anticipated. He clutched the cold door handle, making strange, feral sounds as he tried to make his heart slow down. To his horror, more blood spurted out as he began to shake even more.
"W-w-wh-a-a-a-ttt th-e-e-e F-F-F-UCK I-IS G-G-GO-O-OI-I-ING O-O-ON?!" he snarled, trying to right his body.
He collapsed in a heap outside his door, foam coming from his mouth and blood spurting from his chest.
Ew.
Like Jashin-sama's gonna promote something as gross as a foaming Hidan.
Psh.
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Deidara was just getting up from his nap when he heard the clink of china from down the hall. It was an unusual sound; one only heard when Tobi was usually bringing the morning breakfast up on trays. Oh good god.
Hesitantly, Deidara walked over to his door, and opened it ever so slightly. There was Tobi, humming something from Snow White, carrying a tray of mugs.
HOLY SHIT.
Slamming his door shut, Deidara frantically looked for someplace to hide. He finally dove under his bed, not wanting to have an encounter with the freaky thing that is...TOBI!
Hearing him right outside the door, Deidara furiously seethed from under his cluttered bed.
"Why won't he leave, yeah?" he muttered, clenching his fists around the nearest object, which happened to be his stuffed bird, Hooty.
He moodily listened as he heard something being set down and the sounds of Tobi walking away. After making sure the coast was clear, the clay user pushed himself out, shoving one of his crappier works out of the way where is cracked against the wall.
Making his way back to the door, Deidara still clutched Hooty for protection as he opened the door and checked the hallway.
All clear.
Except...
Deidara felt his foot touch something and he leapt back, horrified that it could be a bomb from Tobi. He looked down, saw a gold mug, and stared at it.
"It's poison, Hooty." Deidara said, seriously, talking to the stuffed animal.
He bent down and picked up the mug. Still, it smelled really nice...like vanilla! Yum! Succumbing to his olfactory sense, he quickly chugged the black liquid and shut the door.
At once he began to feel different.
"YEAH!"
Deidara, however, did not pass out like Kakuzu or Hidan.
He was much worse.
The pyro went around, tearing apart his room in a caffeine induced frenzy, not caring that his most precious collection was getting destroyed in the process.
Dried fragments of clay littered the ground, his bed sheets were all tangled and Hooty was torn to shreds in a fit of madness.
Oh dear.
Deidara would not be pleased when he got back out of his trance.
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Down in the living room, Itachi was having yet another argument with Kisame, only this time Sasori was present, staring at the both of them with deep interest.
"I don't know why I put up with you. All you geniuses are so full of yourselves." Kisame huffed, folding his arms.
"You're just jealous that I'm the smarter part of the team." Itachi declared, feeling more then a little annoyed at his ignorant partner.
Sasori raised an eyebrow.
Suddenly, the door opened, sending streams of light into the room. Itachi shielded his eyes while Sasori merely turned away. Kisame smirked.
"Pretty soon you'll need glasses, pretty boy." he sneered nastily at Itachi.
Itachi gave him a cold stare and turned to see who was continuing to ruin his once perfect vision even more. His face fell and he shifted the glare from Kisame to Tobi, who sauntered in, carrying a tray of four mugs, each a different color.
"I made an energy drinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnk!" he drawled, setting the tray down on the coffee table in the middle of the room.
The three could only stare at him as he left three of his mugs, choosing to take only a green one and bounce away.
"...Well then." Kisame said, staring at the three innocent mugs.
"They smell funny." Sasori noted, picking up a red mug with a little Chinese umbrella in it, distinguishing it from the another red, and breathing in its smell.
"It's...vanilla?" Itachi wondered, feeling unusually subdued because of the soft, loving scent that reminded him of his mother.
He took the first sip from his own crimson mug.
Kisame and Sasori watched, blank looks on their faces, before drinking some too. Itachi set his almost empty mug down and stared at the wall.
Tears began to well up in his dark eyes and he plopped himself down on his seat and began to cry. Kisame gave his partner a startled look and asked,
"What the fuck's wrong with you?"
"MAMA!!!" Itachi wailed, burying his face in his hands and sobbing loudly. "I MISS MY MAMA!"
From his chair, Sasori sniffed, having been reminded of his own mother. There was an overwhelming sadness that placed itself in his heart. Well...as much of a heart as a puppet can have.
"I made my mom into a puppet." he said in a small voice, sipping his drink some more.
"I atemy mom." Kisame said bluntly, wondering what the fuck had gotten into his teammates.
Sasori inhaled his little umbrella at this and tried to spit up the toothpick covered in bright pink and green paper. Kisame took another long drink, staring at an empty chair next to Itachi.
"You know...I never got into the whole 'cannibalism' thing. I prefer humans, really." he said very seriously, talking to the chair.
Itachi was wailing in the corner, and Sasori who had just spit up his umbrella choked out an, "Oh really?" as coughs racked his wooden body.
"Yes. You see, they're much nicer to eat. But I don't like them that much." he said, nodding once more to the empty chair he was talking to.
"So you're a cannibal like Zetsu?" Sasori wheezed.
"No, no. Dude, I just said I didn't like it."
The puppet gave him a blank look. Kisame blinked then turned, furious, at having to reveal one of his biggest secrets.
"FUCK IT SASORI, I'M A SHARK!"
Sasori snickered in a very un-Sasori like way.
"Ah. As if anyone couldn't have guess that."
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Tobi tentatively knocked on Zetsu's door. He had no idea what mood Zetsu was going to be in, so he decided that a more subtle approach was needed. He hurriedly straightened his apron and cloak, hoping he looked alright.
When Zetsu opened the door, he had to stop himself from gaping at the sight of his partner.
Well, there so Tobi in all of his pink frilly apron glory, holding just what he needed.
Coffee.
"Tobi! You brought me coffee." the cannibal stated, looking at the drink lovingly.
"Ah, yes!" Tobi offered it, grateful that his elder was in a good mood.
Taking a sip, Zetsu smiled contentedly as he let the drink wash down his throat. Suddenly, he had a jarring feeling that something wasn't right. A poison that he'd tasted before.
"T-Tobi..." he stuttered out.
"Yes?" Tobi asked, happily.
"You fool!"Zetu's black half snarled.
"W-what is it?" the boy asked, a little worried. "Is it alright?"
"Tobi. W-what d-did you p-put i-in this?" Zetsu asked, beginning to shake.
"Oh the usual. Coffee, some caffeine, sugar, and a few other things I can't remember." Tobi said, ticking the names off on his fingers.
Zetsu made a strangled sound as his Venus flytrap parts started to slowly turn brown, then wilt, and then fall off all together.
"That can't be good" Zetsu's more unstable half observed, feeling the cyanide part work a little too well.
"No, it can't." Zetsu rasped back.
Tobi backed away fearfully, seeing his partner lying on the ground making spastic motions that looked quite like the Worm dance.
There was only one thing to do, Tobi decided.
"LEADER-SAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
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Pein looked up, annoyed, as the banging sounds against his office continued. Rubbing his fingers on his temples, he knew nothing good could be going on outside. If he remembered correctly, Deidara's room was adjacent to his.
What the hell was the man doing? Pein wondered, staring at the wall as a loud BANG! followed by a crash that echoed through his room, sending dust flying onto his auburn hair. Pein looked up, wondering why the hell he had been given such idiots for a team.
Most of the time, actually, before Deidara or Tobi, they had been a most fearful and quiet organization. Now, they were wreaking havoc in their own headquarters!
"God DAMMIT!" he shouted as Deidara smashed against his wall once more. "I'll kill those motherfuckers for sure."
Just then, Tobi burst into his office, failing his arms wildly, knocking over a globe, some maps and a very much-prized Ming vase in the process.
"LEADER-SAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Tobi wailed into Pein's ear.
"What. Is. It. Tobi?" Pein asked with strained calm.
"Zetsu's dying!"
"What?" Pein gave him a blank stare.
"I gave him one of my special energy drinks and now he's going like this on the floor."
Tobi proceeded to do an impression of the Worm on the very expensive carpet that Pein had just imported from some shifty looking ninjas from Rock.
"Dammit." Pein hissed as followed Tobi out into the wild Akatsuki lair, already missing the protection of his office.
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Pein took one look at his members and quickly performed a calming jutsu that spread throughout the whole house. He shot a glare at Tobi who shrunk back in fear, and walked over to Itachi, Kisame and Sasori.
"What...are you doing?" he asked wearily, casting a dark look around the room.
The others shrugged.
"Follow me. Help me find the others. What Tobi gave you could've wiped out the whole freaking organization." he snapped and immediately the others shot up and dispersed themselves around the house.
"And you." Pein's voice echoed through the house as he glared at Tobi. "Stay with me."
The two waited until Itachi came back dragging Hidan and Kakuzu, throwing them unceremoniously in a corner. Kisame was hauling Zetsu who looked like an emaciated plant. Sasori was having trouble restraining Deidara, who was clawing tooth and nail to get free and destroy something...or someone.
Pein quickly brought the all back to their normal state of mind, but left them with splitting headaches.
"What the fuck happened?" Hidan asked, rubbing his temple.
"Why do I feel like I've been runover by a train, yeah?" Deidara moaned, clutching his blonde head.
"Why do I feel like we're going to be losing money soon?" Kakuzu whispered, the feeling of dread overwhelming his body. "And why do I feel like I'm missing something?"
Zetsu, looking very ill on the chaise, let his gold eyes roll to the back of his head where they seemed to remain. He was not breathing.
Uh-oh.
Pein took time to carefully answer their questions, giving a very detalied answer to all of them.
"Tobi."
"What the fuck did you put in there?! POISON?!" Hidan shouted, resisting the urge to throw himself at the young nin.
"Just coffee, caffeine, sugar, cyanide, ibuprofen, some white liquid stuff and a few other odds and ends." Tobi answered.
There was a silence.
"That white liquid stuff was cocaine. We were using that TO SELL TO DRUG DEALERS, YOU MORON!" Kakuzu hissed, his voice escalating with every word.
Tobi shrunk back.
"You drugged us, yeah?" Deidara asked, in disbelief.
More silence.
"Heh, heh, heh...oops." Tobi whimpered under the glares.
The Akatsuki members left one by one, until all that was left was a knocked out Zetsu, a very freaked out Tobi and an enraged Leader-sama who stood threateningly before the good boy turned unconsciously bad.
"Tobi..." he hissed out.
"Y-yes?"
"Why are you wearing MY APRON?!"
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Itachi and Kisame took long naps after the little incident and a little while later, Kisame got his ass handed to him by Itachi. The shark quickly found out that, ironically, Itachi was not only a boy murderer, but the world champion in competetive chess. And checkers.
Hidan had to sacrifice about 66 more people in order to make himself look good in Jashin-sama's eyes. Little did he know, Jashin-sama had taken him off the record for going into sainthood. I mean, he didn't want a foaming, drugged, bloodied thing in his hellish choirs of demons, harpies, evil midgit clowns, and the like.
Sasori locked himself in his room. Forever.
No, just kidding.
He shuned away from Deidara though, as said man gave out an anguished wail and proceeded to tear apart what was still left whole in his room, causing Pein to have migranes for a week. Give or take.
Zetsu died. It took three whole months, lots of water, sunshine and two large bags of cheap Miracle Grow to get him back to the good old schitzophernic self he was. Needless to say, he shuned coffee forever more.
And so, Tobi became a drug dealer like Kakuzu and opened his own chain of coffee shops which grew very successful.
He named them Starbucks.
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Sweets: Hokay! So. There was the first of the long drabbles.
Tobi: Good boys and girls would review!
Akatsuki: Stuff it.
Thanks for reading!
More notes:// Requested chapters or ideas will be added, as long as they make sense. Just ask and you shall receive.
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