Literally everyone makes these kinds of Akatsuki fanfictions so I highly doubt mine will get noticed or anything. Oh well. Writing is fun. Two OC's, one belonging and named after me, and one belonging to and named after my friend Brise.

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CRASH

Chaos blinked, different colored eyes opening from her slumber. She tried to clear her head of the grogginess as she reached blindly around on her bedside table. She grabbed her phone and pressed the home screen button. The pink 5c lit up, blinding the pinkette for a moment. She read the time on the screen, six a.m. With a groan, she fell back onto her bed and left her phone on the spot beside her. Her roommate, Brise, wasn't supposed to be back until ten, and the girl knew that she wouldn't come back early. Especially at six in the morning.

Chaos rolled out of bed and tip toed to her closet, opening the white double doors. She reached in and grabbed a softball bat from when she actually liked sports, all while wondering why someone had to break in this early.

She grabbed a pair of shorts on her way out and slipped them on, pulling the sleeves of her sweatshirt up to her elbows and then she slowly opened her door, glancing out into the hallway of the second floor. After deeming the top floor safe, she looked towards the stairs and saw that the living room lights were on. At that moment, a scream ripped through the air, causing Chaos to jump.

"Shut the fuck up Tobi, un!"

"Tobi is sorry senpai, Tobi is sorry!"

"I said shut up, yeah!"

They suck at being quiet, Chaos thought, swinging the bat so it could rest on her shoulder. She pushed the door open all the way, careful so it wouldn't creak, then quietly made her way to the staircase. She dropped to her knees and bent down, looking between the rails to the staircase at the scene before her.

Nine people stood in her living room, all wearing big, black cloaks that covered the majority of their bodies, leaving their eyes left in the open. Each cloak was dotted with red clouds with a white lining around them. A majority of them had a headband with a metal plate wrapped around the heads, all of them having a deep slash through the shiny metal.

Chaos blinked. Why are Akatsuki cosplayers robbing me? She went to stand, but stopped suddenly when a foot pressed into her back. Her breathing hitched and multi-colored eyes opened widely. A pale hand reached down and grabbed the bat from her now loose grip.

"Hey guys, I found a bitch!" a humor filled voice yelled. Chaos frowned and went to retort, to say she wasn't a bitch, but the person grabbed her by the back of her sweatshirt and lifted her from the ground. She let out a small squeak as her feet left the ground and everything seemed to move by ten times quicker than before. She was suddenly down stairs with ten sets of eyes staring at her. She stared back, wide eyes scanning over all of their faces. She had to admit, they did a good job on the makeup and the wigs even looked legit. In her opinion, the Zetsu cosplay was the most convincing.

She suddenly met the floor with a soft thump. Chaos groaned and slid so that she sat on her butt, rubbing her soon-to-be-bruised knees. She glared at the one who had caught her, who happened to be the Hidan cosplayer. He seemed very amused with himself at the moment, which only seemed to annoy Chaos further.

She noticed that everyone had been staring at her for quite some time, so she let out an awkward cough. "Um…if you're going to rob me, I'd prefer it if you'd take my friends stuff…I have a spiritual bond with all of my stuff. Like…I really care about my manga, especially Naruto…you guys understand that, right? I mean, you are cosplaying the infamous Akatsuki. By the way, it looks pretty legit, good job…" she trailed off awkwardly, unsure of what else to say. She hoped that throwing compliments at them would at least convince them to let her live.

The group continued to stare at her, some showing confused expressions. She blinked, waiting for one of them to reply, to say something.

"What the fuck is this bitch talking about."

Ah, the Hidan cosplayer. Chaos was thoroughly surprised how well he had gotten the voice down. If it weren't for the fact that Hidan was an animated character, she would've believed this cosplayer was the real deal. Hell, she would've believed that all of them were the real deal.

Murmurs started to break out across the group, some questioning Chaos's sanity while other remained expressionless. With a sigh, Chaos ran a hand through her long light pink hair, staring at the Pein cosplayer.

"I'm gonna guess you're the one behind all this. Just tell me what you want and I can get it for you—as long as you promise not to kill me," she offered, leaning back and letting her arms support her. Ringed eyes stared into her blue and green ones, intimidation practically dripping off the man. She seemed calm and collected on the outside, but anyone could see the anxiety filling in her eyes. The group began to discuss her fate, as if she wasn't there.

"Who cares? I say we kill her and take the house."

"You can't solve everything by poisoning people, Sasori."

"We can make her into art, yeah."

"A fate worse than death."

"I can sacrifice her to Lord Jashin."

"I think we should let Itachi deal with her."

"Hn."

"Tobi thinks we should keep her!"

All heads snapped towards the Tobi cosplayer, everyone in the room sending him a sharp glare. Well, everyone but Chaos. She smiled at him and mouthed a soft "thank you". At least someone in this room has good taste. Tobi let out a yelp and hid behind the sofa, awaiting an attack that would never come. The group slowly shifted their attention back to Chaos and regarded her with a slight look of interest. Pein was the first to speak.

"Listen up, because I do not repeat myself," his voice boomed throughout the house. The smile dropped from her lips, turning into a look of fear and interest. "If you answer all of my questions, I'll think about sparring you. Understood?" Chaos nodded as soon as the question was aired. "Stand up." She did so, her short height of 4'11 making her have to look up at the man before her. She internally groaned, knowing her neck would hurt later.

And thus, the questions started.

"What's your name?"

"Anna Carter, but I prefer to be called Chaos." The group gave her an odd look, but the only comments were a few murmurs from the Hidan and Deidara cosplayers.

"How old are you?"

"Nineteen, but I'm turning twenty next month."

"Where are we?"

"Alma, Arkansas."

The group stared at her blankly.

"You do know we can kill you whenever we want, right?" Chaos sent a glare at the Sasori cosplayer. He stared at her boredly from his spot on the sofa, head in the palm of his hand.

"It's the truth. I can show you, if you want." She looked behind her at the Hidan look alike, who was scowling at her. "Can you please go get my phone off my bedside table?"

He stared down at her, fuchsia eyes mixed with confusion. "Your what?"

Chaos deadpanned. They're getting dumber by the minute. "My phone. You know, the little device you use to call and text? Anyways, it's on my bedside table and it's pink. If you would please go get it, then I'll show you I'm not lying."

Hidan looked at Pein for confirmation. The ginger cosplayer nodded once, leading the silverette to walk up the stairs towards Chaos's room. Said girl smiled timidly. "Alright, next questi—" the sound of her door being thrown open stopped her. She cringed, hoping the white wood still remained on it'd hinges.

Pein cleared his throat, catching everyone's attention. "How did you summon us here?" it was Chaos's turn to stare at them blankly.

"You mean…you didn't come here to rob me?"

"Why the hell would we rob a bitch like you?" Hidan said, walking down the stairs. In his hand was Chaos's IPhone, which she immediately reached for. He stared at it weirdly before throwing it to her. She yelped and jumped to catch it, falling to land on her stomach. She sent a sharp glare at Hidan before sitting back and pressing the home button and unlocking her baby. The group slowly formed around her, watching as she pressed her finger on the screen a couple times before holding it up for all of them to see. On the screen, a map of roads and highways was sprawled out before them, along with a blue pin on top of the area the house was in. She pointed at an area on the screen, long nail tapping against the glass.

"See, right there is the Intermediate school, and you go down this road here, turn here, go down this road…and here we are," Chaos said, finger gliding on the screen as she spoke. Ten sets of eyes stared at it, a look of amazement covering most of their faces. Chaos smiled slightly, feeling confident that she would make it out alive.

"Can I see it?" Pein asked, holding his hand out. She happily let him take it. She stood and peered at him as he stared at the screen. He clicked the home button and quirked an eyebrow when the screen changed to display her home screen. He ignored the picture of her and her roommate, not caring about the selfie they took at the beach the summer before. Ringed eyes scanned over the contents of her phone before he tapped on the screen. Chaos glanced over to see what he was on and laughed.

"Those are me and my roommate's texts. They're pretty funny, if you wanted to read them. Then again, that'd be really creepy," Chaos muttered, starting to ramble. Pein shook his head slightly before handing her back her phone. He watched as she pressed on the button at the top of the device before hiding it away in the waist band of her shorts.

"How do you know of us?"

"Are you kidding?" Chaos asked, eyebrows shooting up, "You guys are cosplaying the main antagonists of the most popular manga ever. Every Naruto fan knows of you, even if they just started watching or reading. The Akatsuki are hella rad."

The group gave her strange looks but didn't question her, instead moving on.

"Tell me about this roommate of yours," Pein ordered. Chaos glanced around and noticed that some of the group members looked slightly tired. She decided to stick with the plan of not annoying them.

"Er…since you're not threatening my life right now, or robbing me, you can all sit on the couches if you want. So you don't have to stand," she offered, gesturing towards the living area. Two long couches sat opposite of each other, a small glass table in the middle of them both. Between the two couches was an old lazy boy (which was currently occupied by Sasori), something Chaos had taken with her when she moved out and into her own house. She thought this would be good for her chance of possibly not dying anytime soon. Since the group seemed just as confused as her, she figured they could all get along and try to figure out some things.

Pein thought over her gesture of kindness before nodding. She smiled and led the group back to living area. After having a stare off with Sasori, the red head stood and relocated. Chaos smiled and jumped into her chair, tucking her legs underneath her. She laughed at how the group split. On one couch were Konan, Pein, Itachi, Sasori, and Zetsu, while the other was occupied by Deidara, Hidan, Tobi, Kakuzu, and Kisame. She thought they would split into partners, but found the fact that the more loud ones were on one side while the more composed ones were on the other was even funnier.

"Okay~," she said, clapping her hands together once to gain everyone's attention. "You wanted to know about my roommate, right? Her name is Brise, with an S not a C. She turned eighteen a couple months ago and is a horrible driver. We met a couple years ago, in high school. When she was a sophomore and I was a junior, she made dance team and that's how we met. It was pretty funny because she had like zero balance or flexibility. She's maybe an inch taller than Konan, and works as a model, so she's the one who brings in most the money. She'd got hella short black hair and pale blue eyes—at least, I'm pretty sure they're blue. They're almost a grayish color. She'd pretty crazy, even though I'm the one named Chaos…"

She rambled on, leaving most of the cosplayers to stare at her awkwardly. Pein blinked before holding up a hand, silencing her.

"That's enough." His deep voice boomed through the house. It almost made Chaos think they were the real deal. "Since you have answered all of my questions, I'll allow for you to ask a few."

Chaos hesitated before nodding slightly. "If you aren't trying to rob me, what are you doing in my house?"

"We assumed we were summoned here." Pein leaned forward and placed both of his elbows on his knees before answering further. "Deidara found a scroll outside of Sasori's room and thought it was one of Sasori's, so he returned it to him. When Sasori noticed it wasn't his, he threw it at who he thought was Deidara."

Everyone turned to give Sasori a look. He scowled and flipped off the couch opposite of his. Pein cleared his throat, once again gaining the groups attention.

"Turns out, it was Tobi." Deidara smacked the back of Tobi's head, cueing a long string of apologies that Pein talked over. "Tobi opened the scroll, thinking nothing would go wrong. However, a loud static sound filled the base, and seconds later we all blacked out. We assume we were sucked through the scroll and to here. When I asked those questions, I was trying to get a general area of how far we are from our base. But I've never heard of "Alma, Arkansas" before." Not surprising, since there are only 5,471 people living there, as of 2012.

Chaos blinked before sighing. She rubbed her forehead softly. "Please cut the crap. I know you guys aren't the real Akatsuki. Fictional characters don't just appear in the real world like this, unless it's some fanfiction. Just tell me why you broke in and, since I'm a forgiving person, I'll let it slide. I won't even call the police, since you didn't break anything and it doesn't seem like you took any of my shit."

The group stared at her, annoyed expressions etching into most of the occupants of the room. The Tobi look alike was the first to speak.

"Why doesn't Chaos-chan believe Tobi and his friends?" he asked, voice holding a questioning and slightly hurt tone.

"Please, we wouldn't be friends even if you fucking paid me, yeah," the Deidara cosplayer grumbled, making Chaos press her lips together to hold in giggles. After a few minutes she sighed, running her fingers through her hair, pushing back her bangs, which were already messed up from sleep.

"It's not that—I just need proof, you know? Even then, if it turns out you are telling the truth, it'll still be pretty hard to believe. I just don't want my life to turn into a crazy fanfiction," Chaos said in a tired voice. She didn't like waking up at six and dealing with possible robbers. That, and the fact that'd she'd stayed up till four watching Kuroshitsuji.

The room was silent for a moment before the Deidara cosplayer stood, smirking slightly. Chaos smiled slightly at his cocky expression and quirked an eyebrow at him. She would jump at the first chance to insult him and wipe that cocky smile off his face. After all, it was her hobby.

"You need proof, yeah? I'll give you proof." With that he stuck his hand into what Chaos guessed what his clay holder. After a moment, he opened his palm to show her a clay spider. She raised an eyebrow at what appeared to be a hand mouth, like what the actual Deidara had, but she couldn't be sure if it was real or not because it was being covered by the spider.

She stared into his palm before pointing towards his clay holder, her look falling into a disinterested one. "You could have just made that earlier and stuck it in there, or even bought it. Sorry sweetheart, I can't buy it. Also, if it happens to also explode, please do not detonate it in my house."

He growled and clamped his head shut, destroying the clay spider. He returned to his spot between Kisame and Hidan, instantly being called a "blonde dumbass".

And thus, the name calling commenced.

When Pein had finally had enough and yelled for everyone to shut up, it had spread through the group like wildfire. Kisame, Kakuzu, Tobi, and Sasori had been dragged into the fight when they tried to disperse it, getting their own form of colorful nicknames.

Chaos's personal favorite was "sexually confused toothpick" and "ignorant grandpa".

Oh how she loved Hidan and Sasori. Even if the two weren't the real deal, at least she could act like they were until they left her house. After all, they seemed like the real deal, if it weren't for the fact that this was real life and they're fictional.

When everyone had calmed down to grumbled curses, Pein spoke again. "How will we prove that we are the Akatsuki?" Chaos thought for a moment, head dipping to the side. She had absentmindedly started braiding a part of her hair during the fight. She glanced down at it before slipping the rubber band of her wrist and around the end of the braid. She smiled slightly, feeling slightly like Undertaker. Finally, after a few moments of silence, she spoke.

"I've always wanted to see the Sharingan. Not have it used on me, of course, but just see it. And, Sasori's open-tummy-thingy would be nearly impossible to fake, so that'll work, too. And," she smiled brightly at Hidan, "I want to shove a knife into him. If he's actually immortal, I think it'll be fun." The group shivered at the eerie smile that lit up her face.

Hidan immediately protested, calling her name after name until Kakuzu smack him upside the head. Chaos liked "psychotic slut" the most, and decided that she wanted it engraved on her tombstone when she died. Itachi held his blank face throughout the whole ordeal, as expected from the great Uchiha cosplayer. Sasori stared at her, annoyed look taking over his features, with a hint of uneasiness hidden beneath it. Before any of them could protest (except for Hidan, because his opinion didn't matter), Pein spoke.

"Sasori, Itachi." Both nodded, the first letting out a sigh as they stood. Pein turned towards Kisame. "Go get a knife from the kitchen."

Chaos smiled as Kisame passed her. "Preferably my cleaver."

Hidan groaned, rubbing the back of his neck. She smiled evilly and waved at him, cocking her head to the side slightly.

"Okay~ before I accidentally commit murder, I'd like to see the Sharingan." She moved around so she was on her knees in the chair, that way she wouldn't have to look up as much if it actually happened to be true.

She was having a difficult time grasping the situation. She really didn't believe they were the real Akatsuki. Hell, if they were, she'd be more surprised how well they acted than the actual fact.

Kidding, of course.

Itachi nodded and walked over to her and stood before her. With the help from the chair, she was only about three to four inches shorter than him. She could live with it, though. It's better than her standing and being nearly a foot shorter than him. She momentarily cursed her short height of 4'11, along with both her parents. Both of them were short, her father was 5'4 and her mother was 5'1. The only thing her height was good for was being a flyer when they did any kind of lift in dance, but that was last year. She had graduated and the dance team didn't need her anymore. Not that she cared much.

Itachi stared at her with usual black eyes. She stared back evenly, internally fangirling. The Itachi cosplayer was hot. It made her feel all giddy inside knowing that he was as close as he was.

The black color was soon replaced with a deep, blood red. Chaos stared in disbelief as the man's onyx eyes changed from black to red. The Sharingan gazed at her boredly, Itachi shifting slightly.

"Does Chaos-chan believe Tobi's friends now?"

Chaos nodded slightly, wide eyes continuing to stare at Itachi. She tried to think up a way that someone could fake that, but she couldn't. Every idea she got was either impossible or stupid. The color slowly bled back to black, making Chaos pout. She had been told she had a Sharingan fetish (more like an Uchiha fetish) by Brise many times, and never once denied it. The fact that she had Uchiha Itachi in her living room made her happy and freaked her out at the same time. At the same moment she realized she had the Uchiha Itachi in her house, she also realized she had all of the Akatsuki there, too.

Her house was full of murders.

She grinned. This is going to be fun.

"So if you believe us, you don't have to fucking shank me, right?" Hidan asked wearily. Chaos blinked several times and stared at Hidan. A few seconds later, Kisame returned with Chaos's cleaver and handed it to her. She took it and stared at her hand, moving the cleaver around a bit.

"I had actually forgotten about that," she said, bored expression turning into a smirking. "But since you so kindly reminded me, yes. Also, Sasori, I still want to see your open-tummy-thingy. So, strip."

The group stared at her weirdly while Hidan groaned. She laughed at Sasori's expression before waving her hand that wasn't occupied by a knife. "I'm kidding! God, you looked like I just asked to see your business or something," she said between laughes, pointing at Sasori's bemused expression. He shook his head at her and scowled, followed by Hidan flipping her off. She shook her head slightly before saying, "So, since you're all criminals and it'd be smart to be nice to you all, who wants tea?'

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Fun fact: in real life, Brise actually has Heterochromia (two different colored eyes) but wanted me to have my OC Chaos have it instead of hers. Brise's eyes are blue and brown though, not blue and green.

Question Of The Chapter: what's your opinion on Chaos so far? Be brutally honest. If you hate her, please tell me why, so I can try to fix it and improve c:

Welp, there's chapter one. I'm happy that it came out decently. A few rough patches every now and then, along with the Akatsuki being OOC a bit. I thought about adding more yelling and fights, but in the end I got lazy haha.

Don't forget to answer the question in your review/comment every chapter!

-Chaos

EDIT 11-8-14: Chaos has been changed a bit (Appearance wise-light pink hair instead of blonde), I've added more dialogue, and took things out that make me cringe. I hope you all like the revised version!