I began writing this a few weeks back. I was inspired as I'd been to Camelot for the day. I absolutely love Camelot. For anyone not from the UK that reads my trash, Camelot is a theme park. It's in the north of England, not far from where I live and is somewhere my sister and I, and our friends go to every summer. The theme is like the Knights of the Round Table (obviously with a name like Camelot) and they hold ridiculous things like jousting tournaments there. So anyway, we went there for the day a few weeks ago and I thought to myself I'd love to do an Akatsuki story about this. So here's the start of it. I hope it's not too terrible.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, the Akatsuki, or Camelot.
The king sighed unhappily as he surveyed his knights. Would it be so hard for the six of them to get along? That was his purpose for this jousting tournament he was holding. He hoped it would raise their morale, unite them, and help them appreciate the skills of the other knights. But no, it had only served to fuel their hopeless competitiveness.
His queen touched his arm gently, smiling kindly at him.
"It'll be alright dear," she assured him, "just watch the entertainment for now,"
The entertainment. Ah yes, there was entertainment in abundance today, especially when the yellow knight had set fire to the black knight's breeches. However his queen was referring to a different kind of entertainment.
The court jester was an odd man. The king didn't know if he actually acted like a child or if he was seriously that way. Right now he was attempting to make model animals for everyone. He could hear the wizard to his left sniggering at the jester's efforts.
The yellow knight looked particularly disgusted at the jester's efforts. It was no wonder though; he had been presented with what appeared to be a heart and a bunch of fake flowers. His partner in crime, the purple knight found it hilarious.
The black and the green knights were throwing their food at the jester, staining his pitiful orange uniform. They were angry at the entire tournament, so far neither of them had won a thing, and they were going to let everyone else know they were bitter about it.
The blue knight and the red knight on the other hand, were handling everything with a calm dignity, just like they always did. So far they were winning most of the competitions today, despite the black knight's accusations they were cheating.
It was true; the blue and red knights were favourites of the king. Although, that was mainly as they caused him much less trouble than the other four knights. The king pulled a face as the jester finished his show. Somewhere along the way one of the others had thought it appropriate to remove the poor boy's pants.
Trying to ignore the boy sobbing loudly into his wizard's cloak the king stood again, taking his queen's hand in one of his own.
"Lords," he shouted, "ladies, and knights of my round table! We shall now begin the final activities of the day. It is the final of our jousting tournament, blue knight Kisame, and red knight Itachi, please ready your horses." The two knights spurred their horsed to either end of the jousting fence, lances handed to them by nameless squires.
The yellow knight turned to his partner disinterested.
"Well Sasori, it is obvious what will happen here, un?" he spoke lazily leaning forward to pat his white stallion on its head.
"You never know Deidara," the purple knight replied, "he might not let him win,"
"Yeah and the black knight isn't in the closet, master Sasori. We both know old bluey there is going to bow out right after this begins." The yellow knight leant back in his saddle. The purple knight turned to him, lifting his visor slightly. There was a puzzled expression on his face.
"You think Hidan is gay?"
"Oh come on Sasori, have you seen the way he follows greeny around, un?" Deidara snorted, and forcefully shut his partner's visor. The pair of them silenced and went back to watching the joust. It did appear that the blue knight may just give up.
They were all used to this behaviour. Blue knight Kisame was fiercely loyal to red knight Itachi. Several times today he'd allowed the much smaller knight to beat him in the events. The others often speculated as to why this might be, as he would resort to using brute force with the rest of them.
And then it happened. Kisame knocked Itachi off his mount. From the look on his face as he lifted his visor it was clear he hadn't meant too. shutting his visor quickly the hulking knight selected a large broadsword from the squires and went to the one on one battle portion of the fight. Itachi had his own weapon, a quarterstaff in one hand, and a shield with his crest on in the other. The pair of them wasted no time in getting down to the duel.
Normally none of them could best Kisame with a sword. The man was simply a master, but Itachi really was laying into him. Deciding he'd had enough of watching the blue knight hold back, the black knight, Hidan jumped from his steed and grabbed his weapon of choice, a scythe. He was closely followed by the green knight, who went by the name of Kakuzu. Kakuzu's morningstar slammed hard against the shield of the red knight, and the remaining two decided they'd join in the mêlée. Deidara whipped out his flail and began happily spinning it around his head. He aimed straight for the black knight. Sasori had a flail of his own, but his consisted of multiple chains, without the weighted ball on the end. He used it merely to protect himself from the other knights; he was more suited to long distance fighting.
From his seat the king was groaning in despair. The queen looked at him, slightly amused, as he began to bang his head on the wooden fence in front of him.
"Calm down dear," she comforted, "you'll dent your crown if you keep that up,"
