The Akatsuki goes to Las Vegas for a weekend for a bachelor party before their friend gets married. Should be no problem... right?
AU, Rated M for future chapters. Based on the movie, The Hangover.
Will contain crude comments, sexual innuendos, sexual acts, dry and/or morbid sarcasm, and minor OOC. But in later chapters of course.
Please enjoy.
The Count, Kennedy.
Prologue: Sweet Dangos
"Over here, no ... not there you blithering idiots..." He sighed and crossed his arms over his chest while staring at the overly calm group of helpers. "That's right, over there. Geez, can't these people do anything right?"
The french choreographer muttered to himself in annoyance. Today was the wedding of one of his beloved friends. Everything was going well, and he wanted to keep it that way.
Hinata watched the man work from behind the window, while at the same time trying her best to ignore the constant tugging on her scalp and the thoughts that were putting her down. Her palms started to sweat in discontent as she sighed yet again, for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. It wasn't even her wedding and she was starting to get paranoid and freak out.
"Itachi..." She whispered to herself, but both the hair dresser and make up artist rose a thin eyebrow up in confusion, why would she be talking about a weasel. Hearing her cellphone ring and vibrate, while almost falling from the near by dresser, the Hyuuga abruptly sped past both ladies and manage to catch the call on the last ring.
"H-hello...-" Her greeting was cut off as Itachi's calm voice started to speak and her lilac eyes instantly darted over to the bluette on the other side of the room, Konan. The bride's eyes glazing over with worry and an abundance of thoughts. Yet besides her eyes, she never should any other emotion, but calmness.
"Are you alright, Hinata?" His voice now dry, as she only nodded, but mentally slapped herself. "Ah, y-yes... and are you?" Itachi nodded his head, birds of a feather, but she took into acceptance his quite reply, he was fine.
"How is Konan-san doing?" The female stayed quiet for a long moment, glancing over once more to see how the other bridesmaids were cracking jokes and trying to cheer her on. So Hinata decided to chose her words a little more wisely. "She believes he'll arrive on time, Itachi." The weasle grumbled and sighed in displeasure, trying to tune out the screaming and yelling voices of Deidara and Hidan in the background.
"Itachi... the wedding is in five hours. The most I c-can probably guarantee you is a-an extra thirty minutes after that."
Her nervousness got the better of her, causing for her stutter to grow back. Listening to him hiss in displeasure, she winced, imagining the anger he could have been feeling within. "Hinata ... I don't think we can achieve that at the moment." His voice starting to irritate her by how calm it was at the moment, but at the moment that meant he still had hope on finding their friend. "And w-why not, Itachi?" Now it was Itachi's turn to stay quiet and contemplate his words carefully to his wife, his eyes casting off into the azure sky and turning a crimson red.
"We can't seem to locate Pein."
Hinata held onto the nearest corner of the night stand as another hand went to her temple. The poor woman practically had a heart attack while fainting at the same time. For all she knows she could have been on the floor if the night stand wasn't there.
Konan noticed and raised a delicate eyebrow up in surprise, a small frown of worry and confusion crossing her features.
"Are you alright, Hinata?"
At that the bluette closed her cellphone shut, and mentally apologized to Itachi for being so rude and hanging up on him so fast. Turning to face Konan she laughed shyly, and oh so nervously, "Y-yes... I was just tripped over the hem of the dress." Konan stared looking at the beautiful woman in front of her, but decided not to question it.
Making her way back, she seated herself, and gave a curt apology to the two woman who just shrugged it off, and gave small smiles in return.
"Sweet mother of Dango Kami, just what the hell is happening, Itachi?!" Her mind started to contemplate many scenarios, but moments later decided against it. Her hands clasped neatly over her lap, as her thumbs started to chase each other in circles.
"And here I thought Pein would be the responsible one out of all of them, considering he is the leader and all in that group of friends." Was the last statement both of the beauties thought at the same times.
Yeah... I went there. What you going to do about it? :O
I'm just kidding, haha. Please review, I really enjoy reading them, and knowing where I can improve on.
Thank you for reading. I really appreciate it.
The Count, Kennedy.