Differences always seemed to deem upon the organization.
There was a puppet.
There was a man with mouths on his palms.
There was a Jashin-praiser.
There was a stitched up money obbsesser.
There was a woman with blue hair.
There was a man with more piercings than words in the dictionary.
There was a shark.
There was a silent, evil mastermind.
There was a mysterious man with an orange mask.
There was a plant with a split personality.
None of them seemed to have much in common on the outside.
But the inside may mix up each others lives.
Kakuzu re-read the conversation between his partner and the blue-haired woman that never seemed to leave Pein-sama's side. It didn't surprise him that more than half of the conversation was in caps.
K: So are you going to tell him?
H: Wtf are you talking about?
K: Kakuzu of course.
H: What about the bastard?
K: Are you going to tell him?
H: I'm not telling him shit!
K: He's just going to figure out!
H: NO HE'S NOT.
K: YES HE IS, AND YOU KNOW IT!
H: HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW?!
K: BECAUSE EVERYONE KNOWS! IT'S SO FRICKING OBVIOUS!
H: THAT'S A FUCKING LIE!
K: SO IT'S A LIE THAT YOU HAVE A HEART?!
H: DAMN STRAIGHT!
K: FUCK YOU!
H: FUCK YOU TOO!
K: I MIGHT AS WELL JUST TELL HIM MYSELF!
H: YOU WOULDN'T FUCKING DARE!
K: HELL YES I WOULD! IT'S GETTING ON MY NERVES HOW YOU DON'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!
H: DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE! I'LL MAKE SURE JASHIN GRANTS ME PERMISSION TO FUCKING KILL YOU!
K: WHATEVER, STILL TELLING!
H: YOU BITCH!
K: BASTARD!
H: FUCK YOU!
The conversation ended there. Kakuzu wasn't really anxious to know what Konan might tell him. Really, he just wanted to know why Hidan didn't want him to know.
Suddenly, Hidan began to stir as he bagan to wake up, and Kakuzu quickly placed the phone back where it was and flipped the notebook to a different page, covering up any words that could have bled through the thin white pages. Finally, the silver-haired man opened his eyes and swung himslef off of the bed and onto his feet. Kakuzu made himself appear that he was still counting his money, even though he was long finished with the job. The Jashinist picked up the scyth that had fallen off of the bed in his sleep and grabbed the tampered phone. Again, he slammed the door when he left, but Kakuzu noticed that the glare in his eyes seemed to have disappated.
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Sasori had soon turned on his phone again, but Deidara didn't notice. The blonde had fallen asleep on his stomach, his foot still laying next to the puppet's. CSI had ended long ago, and some show about how a man killed his wife and blamed it on his brother was now playing. However, Sasori had ignored the TV as he came close to finishing the book.
As he flipped the phone open, he checked the time. It was almost 11:30.
He closed the book and placed the phone back on the end table. As he stood to wake up his blonde teammate, Hidan entered the room. He threw his phone down on the end table that Sasori's was on and walked up to the blonde as well, but only to take away the remote. He and Sasori exchanged a quick, meaningless glance, and soon went back to doing their things. Hidan made his way over to the couch that was next to the one Sasori was on, also connected to the end table. As soon as he flipped to a good show, he threw the remote onto the end table, which made one of the phones fall to the ground next to the Jahinist's foot. But he didn't notice.
Sasori had succesfully waken up Deidara and grabbed the phone on the table before the two left to pack. Hidan looked at the two as they left, and noticed that his phone was missing. He looked at the ground, and noticed the black phone at his feet. Grunting in slight annoyance, he retrieved it and watched the show. He knew he should have been praising Jashin-sama at the moment...
But too many things were on his mind to think of the matter.
Hidan stared blankly at the screen, but finally decided to just shut it off. Standing, he walked back into his room, feeling stupid for making a re-enterance so quick after just leaving. However, he didn't feel the hurt in the middle of his chest like it usually did when he entered the room. He looked around.
Kakuzu was missing.
Hidan shrugged and was thankful that the heavy feeling was gone for a moment's peace. Again, he sat himself down on the bed and sub-conciously slicked back his over-gelled hair. He looked at his reflection in the top blade of his scyth and just stared at the reflection for a few moments. He set the scyth down and sighed in approval.
He was looking fucking good, if he does say so himself.
Suddenly, the small smirk vanished as the damned heavy feeling came back. The door closed softly, unlike his usual door-slamming, which only meant one thing.
His Jashin-be-damned partner returned.
Hidan looked up, almost in disapproval at the money obsessed man, and saw that he was packing a few things.
"What the fuck are you packing for?" Kakuzu looked up.
"Leader-sama put us on a mission," he stated. He went back to his packing as Hidan sighed and simply got back up from the bed.
"Where to?" he asked. This time his partner didn't look up.
"Village Hidden in the Sand."
"What the hell for?"
"The Kazekage has some important scrolls that Leader-sama would like."
"Fuck. Fine, then. When do we leave?"
"In a few hours."
"What the fuck?!"
Kakuzu looked up at his partner, thinking almost the same thing when Pein had told them they were to leave at 4:00AM. Pein always told them a few days ahead, a week tops. But this must have been on short notice.
Hidan began packing as well. There really wasn't much to pack; the Sand village wasn't too far away. It was just to the east a little ways from the hideout. Besides, even if it was a far away place, he wouldn't really have to worry about food or money (not that he had any, anyway); he was immortal, after all.
Kakuzu finished a little after Hidan did, what with have to pack just a little more than his immortal partner.
Then there was silence.
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"Sasori-danna, are you ready?" Sasori looked up at Deidara, who was just packing away the last bit of the clay he needed. Deidara looked up at Sasori, and cocked and eyebrow. However, he smiled. "Not using Hiruko this time, un?"
Sasori shook his head. He didn't have to be inside the puppet for this mission. He felt it wasn't neccessary. "No. Now, let's go."
The two set out, placing the hats on their heads. The silence lingered around them until they were completely out of the hideout's boundaries.
"Sasori-kun, un," Deidara began. Sasori looked at him. "Where are we going?"
"The Village Hidden in the Clouds. It's far west from here, so it may take a few days."
"So...we'll be away for a while, un?"
"Yes."
Deidara smiled happily to himself. Days away from the hideout and alone with his love...
Perfect.