Prologue

"Well this isn't good..." The man, now boy said adjusting his mask but to no avail. He sighed. He didn't know why or how he felt so calm, but he wasn't going to stay that way, that was for sure. But still, how the hell did this happen? Who in there dammed mind thought this was a good idea? Curse them to hell...

"Tobi!? What the hell is this!?" A blond boy yelled, though he might as well have screamed with his high pitched voice. The said boy, Tobi, turned his head to the blond banged boy. An angry red face greeted him, said face's eyes attempting to be covered by a headband with a metal plate.

"Did you do this hm!?" The same blond boy yelled pointing a finger at his masked teammate, though his finger was covered by a oversized cloaked sleeve.

"I didn't do it! I swear! Please don't hurt me Deidara! I'm only a child!" The boy with the mask said, using his free hand to wave franticly in front of his masked face, though his hand was also covered by an oversized sleave.
The blond's eyebrow twitched in annoyance as what seemed to be a tic started to form on his forehead.

"Then who did!?" Deidara yelled, his finger still pointing. Was it just him, or was his sleave heavier than he remembered? Of course it was, he was six years old again for crying out loud! He blamed Tobi really, because, well, why not? He was normally the source of his problems anyways...

"I du'no Deidara! But we should probably report to Leader!" Tobi said trying to stand up, but failing. Dam, this cloak was heavy... So was his stupid weapons pouch... Jeez, the next time he knows he's going to be a kid again, he should really just abandon his weapon's pouch, and his cloak, and anything else that would result in weight really... Just not his clothes, he liked being covered thank-you-very-much.

"You don't think I already know that, hm?" Deidara sulked as his face seemed to darken along with his mood. He already didn't like being treated like a kid, being the youngest member of the Akatsuki, and now he really was one.

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It was odd seeing a boy no older than six stare at you when you obviously remembered him being much older. It was even more odd when that child so happened to look exactly like your partner for who knows how long.

"Itachi?" A boy resembling a shark asked blinking. Why was his partner a child again? And why did everything seem bigger... Or was he smaller? That's a funny thought, being smaller when he wasn't anywhere near small in the first place...

"Who, how did you... Kisame?" The dark haired Uchiha asked, eyes wide in alarm and confusion. What happend? And how? Did someone cast a Ninjutsu or Genjutsu? Though both where highly unlikely...

"Genjutsu perhaps?" The blue skinned boy suggested with a frown. The Uchiha shook his head.

"No, there's not a single flaw in our surroundings." Itachi whispered, his usual neutral expression back in it's place, though hidden in that expression was panic and fear. When did this happen? And if someone did cast a Jutsu, how did it go unnoticed by the two S-class criminals?

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A silver haired boy groaned as he stabbed a rod into his stomach. His body on a mark of blood that seemed to take the form of a circle with a triangular symbol in the middle. His eyes rolled and his tongue stuck out to the side, as if he enjoyed being impaled.
The other boy with brown hair and green eyes watched as the odd boy did so. To him, the silver haired boy looked like an idiot that was wasting his time with his so called 'ritual'...

"Hurry up before I lose my patience." The brown haired boy's voice said, clear and plain, it was disturbing hearing such a young voice coming from his own throat. It was even more disturbing that he was old enough by now to have great grand children, that is if he wasn't a child at the moment. Yet, he was to tired to care. He was even more tired of waiting. He just wanted to get their current problem dealt with already, it's not like he wanted to be a child forever, though his 'partner' didn't seem to mind the fact at all. Why did Hidan's rituals to his 'god' half to take so long? It was just so irritating waiting all the time... He wanted to kill him, He wanted to kill him the moment they met. But no, his partner just had to be immortal...

"Five more minutes Kakazu!" The purple eyed boy said as drool started to come out of his mouth.
Kakazu scowled. He really hated his partner, and right now? He hated his life even more.

I wrote this when I was bored, so it doesn't really have any plot, yet. What do you think so far? Did you like it, hate it? Are there any mistakes? Should I continue? Please review and tell me if I should, or shouldn't...