Akatsuki - Short Stories
So, after my whole adventure of stealing Deidara's clay pouch again, I needed something to do.
Deciding upon a sacrifical ceremony for my god, Jashin, I walked to my room. Upon my entrance, I could have screamed. It was CLEAN!
"WHAT THE FUCK?! WHICH ONE OF YOU ASSHOLES CLEANED MY FUCKING ROOM?!" I yelled. Holy shit; this was not fucking close to cool! Whoever did this... is going to meet my scythe and be my next god damn sacrifice.
I stalked out of my, clean, room and looked around. I had no idea who I should talk to, so I went to find Tobi. No one would care if he were dead... right? Hahahaha; WHO THE FUCK CLEANED MY GOD DAMN ROOM?!
Okay Hidan, calm the fuck down. One, two, three, four, five... FUCK THIS! I hate counting anyway...
I soon took it upon myself to rampage around the base until I got what the hell I wanted. That didn't happen... so I went to irritate Kakuzu. That's always fun!
Kicking his door open, I smiled as "happily" as I could. He looked back to me and sighed, "What?" I skipped over to him and smiled, batting my eyes, "Kaaaakuuuuzuuu?"
He got a look of horror in his lifeless eyes and looked down at me, "Ye-yes Hidan?"
I smiled once more, then I got the feeling that I lost all of the feeling in my face, "WHAT THE HELL ON FRENCH TOAST HAPPENED TO MY GOD DAMNED ROOM?!" I think I heard a cat yelp or something... maybe it was Tobi... either way! I wanted to know what happened to my room!
Kakuzu sighed and looked down at me, "You think I know? Well... I do." I stared up at him, he blinked and sighed, "I think Deidara said you told him too..."
I felt fire surround me. That sorry excuse for a transvestite was more than dead.
I ran to his room and yelled; that's all I remembered to do. But... the problem was... it was Itachi's room that I entered... and broke the door.
Shit.
