CHAPTER 3

Shirubachi ran out the door, desperate to get away from the craziness that was sure to ensue. Momo was an interesting girl, and they'd known each other for years. She'd actually been a fairly calm girl in their younger days, but as she'd gotten older, her personality had changed. Shirubachi still loved the girl like a little sister, but sometimes it was a bit much. It had always amused her that her most hyperactive friend's favorite Akatsuki member was the emotionless puppet, though he seemed much less so in real life. Paranoid, or frantic even might be better terms. She laughed and turned her path to lead through the forest, to her clearing. She didn't have to look behind her to know Hidan was following her, despite his footsteps being soundless.

You have weird ass friends Chi.

Yeah, I do. I'll tell ya the same thing I told Pein: normal is scary!

So this peach-bitch of yours, she used to be the fucking calm one?

Yeah, its pretty hard to imagine. You still gotta love her, despite her craziness. She's been through some serious shit, staying so immature has been what's stopped her from snapping. Better hyper than what Sasuke did, eh?

You mean Itachi's bitch? Mini-tachi?

What other Sasuke is there? Er, that's still alive I mean.

I don't fuckin know. I guess so, it's more fucking annoying though. So, training eh? You mastered tree climbing, what about water walking.

I need to work on it.

Fucking idiot. I thought you would though, because I am clearly stronger than your dumb ass. Though it does take most people more than a day to learn how to properly walk on water.

I'll just ignore that first part. So, what are we gonna do today?

First I'm gonna teach you some really fucking basic taijutsu, I can't believe you know nothing. This world is fucking stupid, full of pussy ass heathens! Then water walking for an hour or so. Then back we go, to all the crazy bitches. I wanna try that pizza shit you guys are drooling about. This world sucks ass but the food is fucking amazing.

True true. I agree completely. Pizza is pretty great, so is a lot of other food, pizza is just really easy to access on short notice. Its still really fuckin great though.

As good as waffles? I knew you were fucking insane but this is beyond that.

I am biased as I prefer sweet foods, but yes, about that good. Also, why thank you. I'd like to think I'm past insane.

Crazy bitch.

Sue me.

Now, for your training...

When Momo went back upstairs, the first thing she did was glomp Sasori. He was peacefully sitting in a chair, reading a book that looked very similar to Shirubachi's copy of the all-in-one unabridged Narnia series. She slung her arm around his eyes, giggling, and carefully slid in a bookmark before closing the book. It was one of her childhood favorites after all, wouldn't want to damage it. She idly wondered why the puppet was reading it, before she continued to plaster a nerve-wrenching grin to her face. Kisame shuddered from his spot in the shower when he heard her giggle, and Sasori's exclamation of surprise that came with it. He really wished Leader had permitted them to kill citizens, it was rather annoying to have to obey such weaklings, even if most of them weren't terrible, just annoying. Momo was really annoying.

Kuriako glanced over casually at the scene repeated from earlier, before turning her attention back to the tv. Fairy Tail was on, one of the old episodes, from the Tower of Heaven arc. It was one of her favorites, because she loved Erza, and though it was one of the darker and sadder arks, it was just a genuinely good one. Kuriako always liked the socially awkward, intimidating characters with a sad past, that managed to stay strong and good even after so much. Hence why she had originally loved Sasuke, but then eventually come to think of him as quite an annoying bitch, and she had begun loving Itachi twice as much. His adorableness and love for his little brother, despite the younger Uchiha being a complete asshole, had only bolstered this fact.

When Kisame got out of the shower (again. He had just remembered that he'd already taken a shower and felt like a complete idiot.) to see Kuriako crying over someone named Jellal and laying on the couch, behind which Sasori had Momo on his shoulders again, the blue man was very confused. He approached the sobbing girl, and sat on the couch beside her.

"Uh. Hey there Kuriako-san. Why are you crying?" He asked awkwardly. Comforting crying teenagers was not his strong suit.

"Be-because poor Erza and Jellal! They were just little kids, why did that have to happen to them? Why!?" She bawled, placing her head in his lap. He awkwardly pat her hair, not really understanding what was happening. "And then I started thinking about characters with sad pasts, then I thought of Itachi, and why is it that they have to go through so much? H-how can they be so strong! You too! All of you have such s-sad, sad, pasts, and here I am with my almost perfect life, and I'm not even that good a person, 'ma!" He pulled her into his lap and began stroking her inky black hair.

"I'm not really a good man, I've killed so many people. Yes, Itachi has had a hard life, but that shouldn't stop you from being happy with your own." He said calmly.

"I guess I just look up to all those people, the ones that have had so much happen to them, and yet somehow, somehow they manage to stay good people. It must be difficult, but it just lets us all know that it doesn't matter what happens, there aren't any excuses to submitting to our despair. I think that's why I like Itachi so much. Thanks Kisame."

"No problem." She smiled then, and wrapped her arms around the large man's chest.

"You're good at this cheering up thing." Kuriako giggled. "Can I call you nii-san?"

"I don't mind it." The shark man was suddenly very happy his blue complexion hid his slight blush.

"Thank you. Now, let's watch some Fairy Tail so you can see what I'm actually talking about!" She grabbed the remote, getting it to episode one, and happily watching it with her new brother figure. The shark man was very confused of course, he'd only known this girl for an hour or so and she was already declaring him her brother figure. It was odd to say the least, he had been an only child so of course he had no idea how to treat his new 'little sister'. For now he'd just go along with this he decided, this show was actually pretty good.

Whilst this little scene happened, behind their backs, Sasori fell down the stairs with Momo on his back. The red haired girl hopped off just in time, but the puppet master wasn't so lucky, he tumbled down the first flight of stairs and rolled til he hit a wall. He was very, very happy his wooden body didn't have pain receptors. He ran down the rest of the stairs and locked himself in the broom closet, sighing in relief.

Sasori heard footsteps approaching his closet, and pulled out a kunai. The reason the hyperactive girl scared him so much was simple: he wasn't allowed to kill her. He had no control over her actions, he knew nothing of her possible threat level, and he was helpless when it came to her. Not to mention he couldn't understand whatever strange emotion the younger girl felt towards him, and had no idea how to react to it!

"Sasoooo-kun! I know you're in there~ come on, I just wanna hug you! Pweeeeeeaaaaaase?" He pulled out another poisoned kunai, and changed his stance. From what he had seen of the girl's skills, he could easily take her down. Even so, when he saw the door shake, he had to repress a shudder. Momo was a terrifying, terrifying girl. He finally understood Deidara's hatred of Tobi. He couldn't kill her without risking Pein's wrath, and he had no idea if she was actually incredibly powerful and just very good at hiding it. This was a whole different world after all, and his emotionless-ness seemed to be failing him here. He readjusted his grip on the kunai despite it already being perfect, and went back to waiting, lost in thought.

When Sasori next heard footsteps passing his closet, where he had spent the last hour or so, they were not the bouncy and soft footsteps of the living embodiment of his worst nightmare. He unlocked the closet door, and stepped out. Sure enough, it was a bruised and battered Shirubachi that had passed his door searching for some food in the kitchen, not the demonic redhead. He stepped out, heading upstairs to his recently appointed room.

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Shirubachi watched as Sasori calmly stepped out of the closet and headed up the stairs. She shook her head, then immediately regretted it as it sent a pounding ache through her skull.

"Ugggggh Hidan whyyyyy…." She mumbled to herself, pulling out a yogurt and an ice pack and plopping down on one of the bar stools.

"I'm sorry Chi but you fucking suck at taijutsu." Said the silver haired man as he sat beside her.

"Yes but why did you feel the need to make me do 100 push ups WITH YOU SITTING ON MY BACK? I can usually do like 20 to 40, without someone on my back! I collapses after 5!" She exclaimed at him, before continuing to press the icepack to the side of her head with one hand and eat with the other.

"It'll increase your upper body strength by a shit load. After a while you'll be able to do fucking 200 one handed push ups with me on your damn back. It's not like you'll fucking die." Shirubachi momentarily cursed her immortality, before realising that without it, the training might kill her, and she wouldn't heal nearly as fast. Instead of replying she just glared at him half heartedly and grumbled under her breath. She knew Hidan could hear her thoughts of him anyway, but she didn't particularly care right then. The only thing that interrupted her was when her doorbell rang.

She got up, limping very very slightly, but enough for Hidan to notice and swoop her up onto his shoulders. He walked her over the door, which she opened to see the faces of almost all the rest of her friends.

"Ah, hey guys! Hows a goin?" Shirubachi waved lightly to them from her perch atop Hidan's shoulders.

"Uh… I see you've finally acquired Hidan. Nice job with that I guess." Kagame said, walking in. Whilst she was as otaku as the rest of them, she never really got into Naruto. She was more of a Black Butler or Death Parade kinda girl. She had long, dark brown curly hair that she kept in a sort of ponytail, except the hair tie was only a couple inches or so above the end. She generally wore a green plaid mini skirt with dropped suspenders, cat tights, paint splattered converse, and some kind of t-shirt, generally with a nerdy or otaku-ish saying. Today was otaku spelled out in the elements of the periodic table, blue writing on a pale pink background, so it kinda fit both categories. She had really really dark blue eyes, almost black, and put little highlights in her hair to match. She was by far the tallest out of all the 8 of them.

"Yup. Ey, you wanna make us some waffles? We ordered pizza too so you don't have too, plus I actually had them for breakfast, but I know you love waffles. Up for it?" Shirubachi said crossing her legs in front of Hidan's chest and resting her hands on top of his head, hers placed on top of that.

"Duh." The brunette said, heading straight for the kitchen. It seems Haku and Astelle were shocked speechless, or at least Astelle. Haku just didn't really talk all that much. The blue haired boy just nodded to her and walked in, following Kagame into the kitchen. No doubt he mostly came for the food. No one knew how the boy kept his figure so perfect. He didn't really do much but eat, watch anime, listen to music, and sleep.

"Arashi Shirubachi, how did this happen?" Came Astelle's voice. Astelle was the most rational, calm one. She had knee length golden hair, but almost always kept it in two swirling braided buns, pinned with sparkling gold pins. Once, for losing a bet, she'd gotten a tattoo of angel wings on her back, though everyone knew she'd always wanted them and had just needed a little extra encouragement. She had a very very slight tan, and her pale icy blue eyes made her look like the classic angel design she loved so much. She was willowy, and a little taller than Shirubachi, but people tended to think she was much older due to her general demeanor, and her much more…. developed figure. Astelle was also very devoted to her fitness, and was incredibly strong. It was always funny to watch people's reactions when the small blonde easily lift the barely smaller confetti-haired girl on onto her back, and they were often compared to a set of sisters.

"Huh? Oh Hidan! We don't know." Astelle waved off Shirubachi's reply.

"No no no, not Hidan. I didn't think you'd know why, but that Akatsuki lolita dress! I know you wanted it for years, and you always treasured it! What happened?" Shirubachi looked down at her precious Akatsuki dress. It was one of only two lolita dresses she owned, and it was true, she did highly value the dress. The hem was torn and ripped, it was soaked and muddy, and it was certainly not in the pristine condition she always worked so hard to keep it in.

"O-oh. I didn't even notice… I guess I'll have to fix it somehow. KUSO! I really fucking liked this one too!" She was about to tear up. Oh fuck she had really worked her ass off for this dress.

I… Shit I'm really fucking sorry Chi. We can go steal another one, or just get you a real Akatsuki cloak?

It's okay Hidan. I'm sure I can do something about it.

"Hm, it's ok Ruru. I can definitely fix it. Go change, I'll have it back to you real quick!"

"Thanks Stars." The blonde winked and helped her down, though they both know she didn't need it. Shirubachi walked off to her room, and Astelle's eyes seemed to frost over as she looked at Hidan.

"Don't you dare hurt her. I may be more of a book girl than anime, but I know enough about you from Shiru's talking to know you're the kind of guy to break a girl like her. She may not seem it, but she's fragile. She acts tough, and I know just how strong she is, hell I watched her grow up, but if you hurt her, I don't care if you're immortal, I will hunt you down, and I will make you wish you weren't." She smiled softly at the end though. "If you don't though, if you're as she says, then congratulations. You might be exactly what she needs." She nodded to herself and sat at the couch. "Oh, and I'm rather surprised you all haven't tried to kill her yet. Or actually, why you all haven't been more aggressive. My little Shiru seems just fine actually."

"I… I have no idea." The thoughts followed him as he ended the conversation, though they were quickly smothered by her previous phrase. Exactly what she needs?

Hidan thought softly to himself, carefully hiding the conversation with Astelle behind his mental barrier, along with all his thoughts relating to it. He turned to the kitchen, letting his usual attitude slip into place, as he planned on demanding to learn to make these 'waffles'.

He scowled and walked in, seeing that blue haired kid, Haku, trip over a bar stool and almost fall on his face, catching himself at the last second and flipping himself upright, and knocking over a bowl… then three more. A low whistle left Hidan's throat, this kid had some acrobatic skills. The boy looked up, almost glaring at Hidan with his bright, emerald green eyes. They reminded Hidan of Sasori's, the way they were held uncaringly half open, as if bored, and the long eyelashes that hung over them.

"I wanna make fucking waffles. If you bitches don't teach me then I'll fucking sacrifice you to Jashin-sama." He leveled his best glare at them.

"You are just like Stormy ya know?" The brunette asked, her bound hair swishing behind her as she mixed a bowl of something.

"Who the fuck is Stormy?" Hidan asked her. He had heard various references to this 'Storm' or 'Stormy'.

"Eh, actually I think she's a good deal smarter than you." The girl responded. Hidan couldn't recall her name… It was something about rain. Kiyame? Kazame? Kagame? Hidan nodded to himself, that was it, Kagame. It took him a second longer to process what she had said.

"OI WHO THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU TO CALL ME STUPID? AND WHO THE FUCK IS THIS STORMY BITCH?" Was his reply when he finally did comprehend her words.

"You two seemed pretty close, did she really not tell you her last name?" This time it was Haku who responded, he had finished cleaning the contents of the bowl off the floor and turned to Hidan with a raised eyebrow.

"Who the fuck are you talking about? The only damn people I fucking know here are the Akatsuki." Hidan looked back at the blue haired boy who'd actually hinted at who they were talking about.

"Yes, you know the Akatsuki, you also know the owner of this house." Hidan looked at the blue haired boy. Haku seemed less intent on annoying the hell out of him, so Hidan geared his next response to him.

"Yeah, Chi is fucking Akatsuki." Kagame choked after hearing this.

"Wha-what did you just say?" She responded, looking at him with wide eyes.

"I said CHI IS FUCKING AKATSUKI, what are you fucking deaf?"

"A-all of you?" She asked, shaking slightly.

"... What the hell are you fucking going on about?" Hidan asked her.

"My sweet little Storm-Shirubachi is fucking all of you S-rank criminals?" Kagame asked him.

"Wh-wha? NO WHERE THE HELL DID YOU FUCKING GET THAT IDEA, BITCH?!" Hidan yelled at her, paled slightly, making the patented 'Hidan face'. He decided he really needed to start working on his word choice.

"So then what were you trying to say?" Kagame replied after a sigh.

"Chi is a part of the fu...Akatsuki." Hidan said, barely stopping himself from cursing. "And you never fucking told me who the fuck this 'Stormy' bitch is!" He said, finally remembering the original topic of their conversation.

"Your 'Chi' is named Arashi Shirubachi. Arashi meaning storm. We call her Stormy because it's a better fucking nickname than BLOOD!" Kagame said. Hidan shook his head.

"Nope. The rest of the Akatsuki call her Silver, I call her Chi, and she fucking agrees with me that it's a great fucking nickname!" Kagame paused for a second.

"So Storm's become a criminal?" Haku asked. Hidan looked at him quickly, he had forgotten the quiet boy was there.

"Er… yes, a fucking badass S-class one, too!" Haku nodded at Hidan's answer.

"Always knew it would happen. Ever since she tried to stab me when we first met. She's a ninja too then?"

"YOU MEAN STORMY GETS TO BE A NINJA?" Cut in Kagame. Hidan grinned and nodded.

"Of-fucking-course. Chi is not only a fucking badass nin, she's also MY apprentice, meaning she is destined to be one of the best fucking ninja ever." Kagame looked over at him and pouted.

"Why does Stormy get all the cool stuff? I wanna meet MY favorite anime characters too!" She grinned then and chuckled a little, "The girl does deserve it though. Man, I would not be able to survive doing what she does."

Haku sighed. "I don't think anyone but her could." He agreed, putting some mix into the waffle press.

"What the fuck does Chi do that apparently 'no one else could survive'?" Hidan asked them, watching Kagame put together another bowl of waffle mix and copying her motions. He did actually want to learn to make them, if only to rub it in the others face. Especially Kakuzu, the damn miser. The old bastard would never get to try Chi's waffles!

"Live in the same household as her little brother." The two others responded to him. He raised an eyebrow.

"He must be a fucking pain in the ass then."

"You could say that." Haku said, and he and Kagame shuddered, remembering their own encounters with 'the demon child' as their group so kindly dubbed the thirteen year old kid.

"Oh come the fuck on, he can't be that fucking bad if he's related to Chi. You two are probably just fucking pussies." The bluenette and the brunette slowly turned their heads to look at the Jashinist with wide eyes.

"If you met him, I don't think you could say that. I have a theory going that she actually isn't related to anyone in her family, and is actually adopted." Kagame said, and Haku nodded, agreeing with her.

"I still remember the first time I met him…" Haku began.

Flashback (in Haku's POV)~

"Hey Shiru!" I called, walking in her door. "You there?" I looked around, trying to find my friend. It was the summer between 7th and 8th grade, and we were going to the beach later with Momo and Astelle. I'm not sure quite how I got dragged into this, I would rather be at home with my computer and my anime.

"Yeah give me a sec, I need to pull my hair up!" I nodded to myself, at this point in time Shirubachi had her hair longer, to her mid-back, and she hated it. Her mother was very adamant that she kept it that way, so she usually tied it up in a beanie, however knowing her she was gonna take forever and do something fancy for a 'public outing'. I sat on the couch, and grabbed the remote, flicking on the tv.

I flipped between the channels before eventually settling on a re-run of Pokemon Indigo League that they had on. In my opinion, only the first couple series of Pokemon were worth watching. After Diamond and Pearl the content took a nosedive. Soon, a shadow was hanging over my head.

"You ready to go already?" I asked her, looking up. Instead of a young girl with platinum blonde hair and brown eyes, there was a tan boy, must've only been in 3rd or fourth grade, with a mess of dark curls on his head and light green-grey eyes. He had his mouth open, and a bit of spit fell out and landed on my forehead. "Er, hi there. Can you close your mouth?" I asked the boy.

"Are you my sisters boyfriend?" He asked me, and instead of closing his mouth, he opened it further, drooling more on me. I wrinkled my nose and moved over, only for him to follow me.

"No, I'm not. Just a friend." I told him, now desperate to get away from him. The kid wouldn't stop following my movements!

"Oh okay. Are you gay then?" The boy asked me, and I balked.

"I don't see any reason to tell you of my sexual orientation." I told him, as calmly as I could. The kid then started laughing! What the hell was up with him? Was this the 'evil one' Shirubachi always talked about?

"Y-you said sex!" The kid said, laughing his ass off and pointing at me. I growled, this kid was really annoying.

"Okay kid." The brunette stopped and looked at me.

"Why is your hair blue?" He asked me then.

"Because I dye it blue." I told him. How stupid could you be? So what if he looked like a little kid, he should know that hair that's unusual colors is generally dyed! Who had naturally BLUE hair?

"What's your natural hair color then?" It was actually blonde, but why the hell should I tell this kid that? Why did he want to know my natural hair color? As far as I was concerned, my hair was now blue, I planned on keeping it that way, so my original color didn't matter.

"Why should I tell you?" I asked him.

"Because I'm your master and I own you." I raised an eyebrow.

"No, you don't own me." He walked in front of me and spit on me. I was quite dismayed to see he was only wearing a pair of neon yellow boxers.

"YES, I do own you!" He shouted at me, then kicked me. Hard. Right in the spot no male wants to be kicked. I squeaked, and doubled over in pain. "See? I OWN you!"

"No. N-no y-you don't." I squeaked out, still in pain.

"I'm gonna beat you up with my sword! I CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!" I managed to stand up, to see the boy had run to his room. He returned moments later holding two foam swords. He threw one at me, and I barely dodged. I bent over to pick it up off the ground to see the boy swinging at my head.

I blocked, then slid behind him and hit him as hard as I could over the head. He fell over, and when he didn't get back up I started to panic a little.

"Kid? Hey kid? You alive? Shit shit shit, did I kill you? Ah fuck no Shiru is gonna kill me!" I said, shaking the little boy. Damn I hadn't meant to kill him! I checked his pulse, and luckily enough, he was still alive. I sighed in relief, before lifting the kid up, intending to put him on the couch. Then he started screaming.

"AHHHHHH! NO! PERVERT! SISSY! SHIRUBACHIIIIIIII!" He screamed, and I dropped him on the couch. Shirubachi walked out with some kind of braided high ponytail, in a black bikini top and dark red shorts, and looked at him with disdain.

"I-I swear I didn't do anything!" I said, shaking slightly. Shirubachi could be scary, especially when mad.

"Aw really? Damn I hoped you killed him or at least broke some of his limbs…" She said, pouting slightly. I turned and looked at her. She was now poking her little brother in the neck. "Ready to go?" She asked, and turned and headed out the door. I nodded, and quickly followed.

"What the hell? I didn't know your little brother was like that!" She just nodded like it was the most normal thing ever, and I stopped walking. "Is… is he always like that?" I asked, my eyes wide. She shook her head.

"Nope he's normally worse." I fell over. How was she still ALIVE?

End flashback. Back to normal POV

"And that was only the beginning. Storm wasn't lying, he usually is much worse." Haku ended his story. "Do you see now? Do you understand the horror?" Hidan nodded. The kid sounded kinda like a more violent Tobi. Kind of. Not really but that was the closest comparison Hidan could make.

"That…. is fucking terrible." He almost added 'My poor Chi!' but realised he'd almost referred to Shirubachi as his, and the sentence itself almost made Hidan shudder. So disgustingly sweet… how the hell had he managed to think that up?

The other two occupants of the kitchen nodded, before Kagame whooped loudly and pulled out like five more waffle presses. She turned them all on and put out multiple plates which she began to pile with the wonderful food.

"Hidan, Haku, set the table and put the toppings out." Hidan turned on his heel with a wave as Haku began to drag out the mountains of different toppings he assumed belonged to Shirubachi's family (nope, just Shirubachi actually, she was quite proud of her collection).

"Ahahaha, no bitch. I'm out. See ya fuckers later!" He said, walking to the downstairs living room, which now contained: Shirubachi, Astelle, Momo, Kuriako, Sasori, Kisame, Deidara and Hidan.

Shirubachi waved, and dragged him onto one of the couches. She was back in her usual clothes, and plopped down next to him as soon as he sat down. Sasori was in the corner holding a kunai while Momo was trying to talk Kisame into helping her get the puppet master. Astelle seemed to be doing Deidara's hair while the two talked about various shampoos and the like. Kuriako was sitting in the corner opposite Sasori, next to Kisame, seemingly trying to talk the poor puppet into being her sensei, whilst also holding up a conversation about 'poor sweet Erza' with Kisame, who was trying his hardest to not blush when Momo jumped on his back and started messing up his shark-fin hairstyle.

She smiled and when he got close, she leaned over to whisper in his ear.

"The topping collection is mine, Hida-kun… MINE." She withdrew, sitting next to him on the couch. Louder this time, she asked him when the waffles would be ready.

"The bitch and the pansy seemed almost done when I was in there." She smacked him over the head, glaring lightly.

"Hidan, don't call Haku a pansy. Facing the Demon-child is a very traumatising experience for most!" At the mention of her little brother, everyone in the room who had met him shuddered.

"I know my nickname is Akuma, it is so for a reason actually; not just my speech impediment, but that kid is horrifying. I once watched him eat a plate full of plain bread. He ate the PLATE, not just the bread. Something's fucked up about him." Kuriako put in, her voice shaking slightly.

Astelle smiled and shook her head. "He's really not that bad you guys, sure he's a little weird but he's not that bad. He isn't evil or anything." Momo shook her head vehemently.

"No, Astelle, he is evil. You just don't know because he LIKES you for some reason, and never does anything too weird around you. HIS FAVORITE CHARACTER IN NARUTO IS OROCHIMARU FOR GO-Jashins, SAKE!" Momo replied in a flurry, waving her arms wildly from her spot on Kisame's shoulders. She almost fell.

"Hida-kun, did you say the waffles were almost ready?" Shirubachi asked, ignoring the debate her friends were having.

"Yeah, those two should be done any damn second now." Hidan replied, also ignoring the debate. Chi didn't like the so-called 'Demon Child', so he would trust her judgement. He knew she was generally… sometimes… occasionally, right.

Oi, I am ALWAYS right Hidan!

Fuck… okay?

HIDAN!

Fine, fine…

While the two Jashinists had their conversation, Haku re-entered the room, and cleared his throat loudly. All the noise stopped as everyone turned to look at the bluenette.

"The waffles are done." Kisame got up with Momo still on his shoulders, and scooped up Kuriako on the way, holding her princess style, and carrying them both to the kitchen. Shirubachi pouted at the scene, this was HER house, she wanted to be carried around by the shark man! Sensing her dismay, Hidan put her on his shoulders, where she continued to pout. She would definitely be getting carried around by Kisame, eventually. Shirubachi would just have to plot her revenge first.

Sasori stayed in his corner, away from Momo, he couldn't eat anyway. Astelle stopped messing with Deidara's hair, and helped him up before calmly walking to the kitchen.

"So, what do you guys wanna do?" Shirubachi asked, her plate of waffles balanced atop Hidan's head. There weren't enough chairs for everyone so the pouting silverette had 'agreed' to stand. With Shirubachi still on his shoulders of course.

"Uhm, well, you see," Deidara began, looking a little sheepish, "Art is a bang, yeah!" He finished. Shirubachi sighed.

Oh no…

He fucking blew something up right?

He sure did Hidan. Fuck it all. This is gonna be impossible to hide.

Didn't you fucking say we wouldn't "really be hiding too much anyway"?

This is a little more than that.

"Deidara, what did you blow up?" Shirubachi asked, deadly calm.

"What makes you think I blew something up, un?" He replied with a scowl. You could almost hear the crickets. "Ok fine I blew up part of the beach! Nothing too much, the ocean stopped it from being truly beautiful, I swear, yeah!" Shirubachi sighed.

"Dei-dei, I think you might have made Stormy mad." Momo said quietly, an expression altogether too reminiscent of a startled mouse on her face. Deidara looked over, and sure enough, Shirubachi was washed over with extremely potent killing intent. He wasn't phased, being in an organization of S-class criminals and all. He simply glared back, only to be surprised when he felt killing intent leaking out of Hidan as well.

Upstairs, Pein had been paying attention, and because he was in private and thus allowed to show emotion, he chuckled a little. Then he clicked next episode and kept watching. He had to keep… gathering information, of course. Totally not getting sidetracked from Naruto and discovering Ouran Highschool Host Club. He was watching Naruto. What else would he be doing, he was here only to gather information. Not to watch flamboyant rich boys… not at all. He sighed, why must the universe think so lowly of him? He was the leader of an organization of S-class class criminals! The only reason they weren't burning the world down and taking it over at that moment is because he made them agree (threatened them…) to not do anything until he had enough information on this world to freely traverse it with no problems.

Deidara however, was far from laughing. Shirubachi had somehow… conjured a scythe? Unsealed it? Found it? He didn't know, but she now held a scythe very similar to Hidan's, only the blades were silver with burgundy and a slightly different design on the blade, reminiscent of a wave almost. The handle was white with black wrappings, and there were only two blades. A chain dangled from it, wrapping daintily around her wrist. Little known to him, or any of them other than Shirubachi and Hidan, it was just a fake one, and she had no idea where she had gotten it either.

She had no idea how she did it, but she had. She took advantage of his distraction to walk over and slam her fist down on his head.

"Idiot. No more explosive clay for a month."

"Wh-whaat, un?! You can't do that, yeah!"

"Hell the fuck yes I can you little brat. I LIKED that beach! Plus, this is gonna be all over the fucking news after last time!"

"Last time?" Kisame asked, looking at her with a sharky grin.

"What do you mean by that Ruru?" Astelle joined in. Shirubachi, Kagame, and Momo shared a look of sheer terror before Kagame started to stutter out an answer.

"Well… um, y-you see, I was over here with Sto-stormy and Momo about a month ago-" She was cut off with Momo slapping a hand over her mouth and dragging her and Shirubachi out of the room. Strange looks were shared over the table.

"Well… there's another chair now?" Kisame stated, helping Kuriako off his lap and into the chair.

"That was weird, un. I wonder what they did." Deidara added. Kuriako and Astelle shrugged, Hidan snickered a little bit, knowing exactly what the three idiots had done.

"They do weird shit all the time. Those three are all insane. Kagame acts mature in front of new people, but the three of them have been doing crazy ass things since 7th grade when they met." Haku put in, taking a bit of waffle. Several people looked over startled, he was so quiet they had forgotten he was there. He gazed calmly back at them. "What?"

"You… are nothing like your sister." Kisame stated simply. Haku just nodded and went back to his food. They heard a doorbell, and a moment later, the three girls returned to the room holding about two boxes of pizza each.

"You took my chair!" Kagame said, attempting to point at Kuriako, who smiled 'serenely' back at her.

"Yes I did." Momo groaned after hearing this answer. The reason for this was shown when Shirubachi placed her pizza on the table and tackled her to the ground.

What the fuck Chi?

You'll see… get Sasori for me will ya?

Ookay? What the actual fuck Chi…

Kagame sat on Momo, patting the now very annoyed girl's head.

"Thank you for being my chair Momo."

"Why is it always ME?" She howled, desperately trying to wiggle out from under the much taller girl. "I. Am. Not. A. Chair! Get the fuck off me!" The Akatsuki members in the room stared in shock, including Sasori, who Hidan had fetched. The sudden personality change had been very 'unexpected' to say the least. "I told you guys to stop doing this!"

"Nope, never. Only time we get to see Momo2 nowadays." Shirubachi said, smirking. Astelle was of course videotaping all of this on her phone. This would be the 300-and-something-eth video of this sort. They didn't need them, they actually tended to delete them, it just annoyed Momo even more to know she was being filmed.

Momo2? Chi what the FUCK is happening? None of this makes any sense at all.

Momo2 is the old Momo. Before the crazy shit that made them the fuzzy little ball of insanity you see today. They were fairly irritable and hated when we did this. Momo still does. Hence we of course use Momo as a chair, whenever the opportunity presents itself.

Fuck Chi you have weird friends. What the hell is going on with Kagame. She was a holier-than-thou bitch earlier!

Kagame is probably more insane than I am. No one can understand their behavior. She might be closer to Momo's level of sanity than mine actually. Kagame is also a very good actress. Shirubachi started laughing then. Out loud. The room went silent for a second, before she stopped laughing to see the weird looks.

Shirubachi looked around, realising these people couldn't hear the conversation she had just had, and having an 'oops' moment. To pass off the awkward moment, she opened the boxes of pizza, taking a piece for herself. No one else moved, so she took another one and shoved it in Kisame's mouth. He took it, and actually took a bite. His eyes lit up. He grinned, and realised why they had gotten so much of this stuff.

They however were still the only people doing anything for a minute or two, before Sasori left and Haku took a slice of pizza. This seemed to bring everyone else back to reality, and soon the Akatsuki was wondering how they ever lived without the wonderful foods of this new world.

"I'm leaving now." Haku stated, as soon as he was done eating. He had only come for the food after all. The boy, being actually very nice, decided to drag his sister with him. Kuriako left then as well seeing as she was Momo's ride, and thus now Haku's since the boy had come with two people who were staying. Astelle followed soon after, vaguely mentioning something about fixing things.

"Don't worry, I'll stay n help you clean." Kagame smiled, and started helping put away plates and throwing away pizza boxes. With one glare the Akatsuki had joined her, the work going by very quickly. Soon Kagame was gone, and it was yet again just Shirubachi and the Akatsuki. She decided to make the best of this by walking into her room, falling over onto her bed, and passing out. Hence ending one of the best- if not strangest- days of Shirubachi's life thus far. It was still only like four or five anyway.

A/N: I'm so sorry for the wait! This month has been insane thus far, and I'm afraid I have to rewrite the next couple chapters because I am very unhappy with them. I hope this one was ok at least though?