Kakuzu sighed and ran a hand through his thick brown hair, listening to Shikamaru chatter away with Temari. They were waiting for the concert to begin, and since they had gotten there half an hour early, they had nothing to do, other than talk.
Gaara, Temari's younger brother, was mumbling something under his breath, and Kakuzu shot him a look before glancing towards Kankuro, who was flirting with his girlfriend, Ino, who had also managed to secure tickets for this.
Great. No one to talk to.
Kakuzu sighed again. He wished it would start soon.
And then maybe he could finally figure out if that Hidan was as familiar as he thought he was.
"Kisame..."
Kisame looked up from his GameBoy, eyes narrowed. "What is is, dad?" he asked, shutting the device just as his character, Boo, crossed the finish line for the second lap, stowing it in his pocket and getting to his feet. He hated it when he had to help work in the store.
Dachi Hoshigaki stood in front of his son, arms crossed as he craned his neck to look up at Kisame. He looked nothing like Kisame; his hair was brown while Kisame's blue black, his skin pale and Kisame's a light shade of aqua. He was also shorter than the shark, at 5'6, while Kisame was more than six feet.
"It's time for a check up on the store," he said finally. "The president of the Uchiha company is brining his son around, to show him how to manage the business."
Kisame raised an eyebrow. "Itachi Uchiha is coming to our store?"
"Don't call him by his first name!" Dachi snapped, running a hand through his short, slicked back hair. "He's the heir to the company, when you meet him, call him Mr. Uchiha."
Kisame scoffed. "Why should I? He's younger than me."
His father narrowed his eyes at the shark and slowly raised a hand, pointing up at his son. "The young mister Uchiha is the heir to a rich and famous company," he said slowly. "You will show him respect, Kisame, or else."
Kisame rolled his eyes as his dad walked away, then sat back down in his chair and pulled out his GameBoy again, starting up MarioKart once again. He sighed as he began trying to beat the game. It was a crap game, but when you're working the store and have nothing better to do, it was okay.
The son of the richest man in the world was coming to visit.
Whee.
RING....RING....RING....
Deidara sighed and shook his head, not looking up from his magazine. Probably was just Sakura again....this was the ninth time she'd tried to call him in less than ten minutes...had to admire her determination.
He had just gotten home from the meeting with the producers, and he was tired. It turned out that the other star, Sasori Akasuna, couldn't come to the meeting, so Deidara had had to sit through the three hour meeting on his own.
And it turned out that he and this Sasori guy were going have to act as homosexuals.
Right...
Deidara was looking forward to seeing the look on Sakura's face when he told he had to kiss a guy.
No if only he could figure out why the name Sasori was so familiar....
Author's Comments: Alright, this sucks.
But that might be because I'm sick, and listening to my favorite song, Amaranth.
But it still is terrible.
