Disclaimer: -sighs- No, I do not own Naruto. I've wished on those stupid shooting stars for four years now, but absolutely nothing has happened.
Rating: T for language. It's Middle School, come on.
Basic Summary thing: Basically, all of the Akatsuki members are going to be middle schoolers. I realize that there are major age gaps between most of the members, but they're all going to be 13 just like my friends and I who will be in this magical story of joy and wonder. I'm not going to get too detailed in the story yet because I need main characters! This is where you come in;
I need every single reader to comment what their name will be, what they look like, persona, etc. The first eight get guaranteed parts in my story. Oh, and if you have a thing for a particular member, please tell me! Middle schools have dances you know! Oh, but Dei-kun is mine! –hisses loudly-
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All of the Akatsuki members sat on different rocks in Central Park, New York City. Packets in their hands, they sat trying to fill out questions in English. Itachi had done his best to understand the language with his sharingan, but not all of members could understand it yet. Pain's Rin'agan came in handy for it too, but he refused to help anyone but Konan.
"What does this mean, Itachi-san?" Kisame asked his partner. Itachi strode over, wobbling slightly because he still had to get used to this new body, which was rather short.
"Do you have a medical condition?" Itachi read. "You might want to come up with something to explain the blueness." Itachi put a hand over his mouth in shock. First he had to get used to looking like he did when he was 13, but now he didn't even talk like when he did. He realized he sounded like any other immature 13-year-old. Hidan was enjoying this and was laughing his head off. He, of course, was behaving the same as usual.
"Oh, Itachi! Don't worry about that ****ed up ****. You'll get used to it!" Hidan laughed.
"Sasori no Danna, when it asks what humanities I want to go into, it doesn't mention art. What do I do, un?" Deidara asked. It was quite obvious to the other members that he looked more like a girl in this place than any other with his feminine haircut, which he flipped WAY too much. Sasori was incredibly repulsed by him, now more than ever, because with Deidara's horrible habit of following him around, in New York City, people thought he was Sasori's girlfriend.
"Well, circle what feel like circling, and ask about it later, brat." Sasori hissed. He was probably the shortest of all the teenaged Akatsuki members. Worst of all, for him at least, he was human.
For the next ten minutes the group sat in silence. Even Tobi was quite. What had happened to them was no laughing matter. In the middle of extracting the six tailed biju, the last of the Jinchuuriki's life energy was forced into a space rift. The Jinchuuriki died, but sent every single member, dead and alive, to New York City. When they had arrived a week ago, in Times Square, they saw a mountain-full of teenagers bustling around. When they asked what was going on, they got the answer "School". To fit in, they decided to get some administration papers and sign up for a local school. What really flustered them, is why teenagers were still going to school after all, they hadn't in school for years.
Meanwhile, Miyuki (yes, I have a Japanese name still) came wandering through the park with her best friend and sempei, Hana. Miyuki, a Caucasian girl with hazel eyes and long, curly brown hair with silver, blond, and red highlights (NOT KIDDING, IT'S NATURAL!). Hana was an Asian with wavy hair covering her right eye and a clever look to her. They were discussing art, trying to imamate their two favorite anime characters.
"I have to disagree with you, art is not eternal, what is the point of that? Art is fleeting and beautiful! It has one moment of glory before it disappears in an instant!" Miyuki declared in her best fandub voice.
"How can you say that? Art is the beauty that last forever!" Hana declared in a extremely exaggerated low voice.
"Art is a blast!" Miyuki said with one last look at Hana before jumping off a small cliff that she normally did whenever she came to Central park. Landing easily on a square rock she hopped down and started running, Hana right behind her.
"Tag!" Hana yelled tapping Miyuki's shoulder. Miyuki turned and red leaves blew in her face.
"Damn! I hate this place in the fall!"
"Catch me if you can!" Hana screamed, snapping Miyuki back into reality. She dashed as fast as she could.
"Get your sorry, puppet ass back here!" Miyuki called.
"You and your stupid idea of art could never defeat me! Go lick yourself with those stupid hands of yours!"
The Akatsuki had stopped working and listened to the conversation of the two annoying girls. Deidara and Sasori were blushing furiously at the fact that the two were talking a lot like them.
"Sasori no Danna! Come back here!" they heard the sniffly girl say. They all gasped. Could she have said what they thought they had heard?
"Finally, you caught up to me!" The other girl started. "And now we'll go have some fun with those hands of yours Deidara!" She said in a sarcastic, perverted way. Then they heard intense and insane laughing.
"There is no question, they used your names." Pain whispered. "We should investigate this." And with that, all of the members sprang into the trees.
