AN: I do not in the least bit feel sorry about anything in this chapter. It amuses me a lot. Dedicated to the lovely AshofthePhoenix because he loves Sasori so much. Enjoy & review. ~Blair
Disclaimer: I don't own the Akatsuki. Kishimoto does.
"Who the hell gave Deidara sugar?!"
This extremely loud question was asked at the ungodly hour of 6am in the Akatsuki base.
Sasori Akasuna stormed out of his room, looking for the culprit. A bright orange swirled mask came running over to him. "Tobi did it! Tobi did it to wake Deidara-sempai up because Tobi is a good boy!"
At this revelation, Sasori narrowed his chocolate brown eyes and picked the newest member up by the collar of his cloak so he could be eyelevel with the hole in the mask.
"Tobi's about to be a very dead boy in a second." Sasori growled.
Now, commotion in the base of S-rank missing nin wasn't uncommon, but it never occurred after regular operating hours, which were between 8am and 10pm. Even criminals needed sleep. So, anything that disturbed them was investigated, thoroughly.
First to appear was Hidan. His mauve eyes were red-rimmed but only half open. Whether from exhaustion or irritation, Sasori couldn't tell. Mumbling something under his breath, he staggered against the wall, hand searching for the light switch.
Letting out a yawn and folding himself into a barstool at the kitchen counter when room brightened enough for him to navigate, Hidan said, "Not that I'm complaining or anything, but isn't it a little early to be playing 'Let's beat the shit out of Tobi?'"
Sighing, Sasori let go of Tobi, who by now had turned a pale shade of purple from asphyxiation, and turned towards the half-awake Jashinist. Taking the seat next to Hidan, Sasori told him what Tobi had done to deserve death by not breathing.
The zealot gave a tired smirk, "Hehe, no wonder you tried killing the lollipop. Add fuel to the fire…you get the inferno."
The moment of brief silence that followed Hidan's statement was interrupted by Tobi regaining consciousness and flailing around on the floor screaming, "Help Konan-chan! Zetsu-san! Tobi is dying!"
The floor boards creaked to the right and in front of Hidan, back towards his room.
Leaning against the wall wearing only pants stood Kakuzu; green eyes flashing brightly in tired anger directed at Hidan. "It is six in the morning. Get your ass back to bed, Hidan." Kakuzu growled. Hidan frowned at his partner, sticking his tongue out. "Make me bitch. I'm not going back to sleep on that pile of sticks and rags you call a bed. And you snore in your sleep anyways! Hardly peaceful if you ask me." Hidan said.
Suppressing a snarl of irritation, Kakuzu let the threads loose in his left wrist come free, calling to the ones in Hidan's neck at the same time. The zealot shuddered as he felt them worm there way out of his skin to join mid-air with his partner.
"You really need to learn how to follow orders, Hidan." Kakuzu sighed, pulling the threads in to tug Hidan closer to him. When he was close enough that Kakuzu could see the tired, animalistic fury in his purple-pink eyes, he stopped. His right hand came up to grab the strands of silver hair, pulling back harshly so that Hidan grimaced at the pain. "Now, let's go back to bed. Have fun Sasori, and good luck." He said, half leading-half dragging the hissing masochist back to their shared bedroom.
Sasori, having watched this all from his seat felt his lips twitch into a smile and turned back to the yelling lollipop that was now banging on the Leaders door.
Oh you little nuisance, this is what you get for messing with my brat. Sasori smirked and headed towards Tobi, ready to make sure he really died this time.
AN: Okay. So, bad ending to this chapter, I know. I wanted to end it like this because I'm going to make a KakuHida chapter next then go back to the main plot (It seemed like the thing to do.) Deidara will show up soon. But who knows what the bomber's state will be? Until next chapter I remain your faithful author, Blair.