Hello! Terribly sorry about hte long wait. I have a very good excuse. Two words

Book Report.

But don't worry or worry if you want cuz I'm procrastinating that as well. Its due friday and right now its... Wednesday... yeah... Well I hope you enjoy this chapter!


Chapter 3: Would you like fries with that?


It was torture. Pure torture. Nothing could even begin to compare to the horrifying intense torture Temari was going though. The crude, gory torture of the medieval devises from long ago could never hope to inflict the mind breaking, traumatizing, indescribable rape of her shortening sanity.

Happy Palace fast food restaurant at Dining hour.

Children screamed, threw pickles, onions, and anything else one could pick off a hamburger at one another, the walls or poor employees. Bright yellow cheese clung to the ceiling, put their by the crafty, bratty hands of a rambunctious six year old.

Parents sharp voices and commanding tones could be picked out of the blurred mass of conversation. One desperate parent chased their screaming child around a table, trying to quell them.

The more welcoming sound of hamburgers frying on the grills filled the air with a mouth watering aroma that joyously ticked her nose. The pleasant sizzle of frying French fries came next. The grease bubbling as the soft potatoes transformed into the crispy treat.

Oh how she wanted to be back there, in the kitchens. Not out here, the eating area, armed with a broom and dustpan.

This was her new job. Janitor at Happy Palace. Apparently she wasn't "qualified" to work at "the pride of fast foods" kitchen. Personally she though that the manager had it in for her.

Even their first meeting was horrible.

Temari had decided that it was time to get a job. She had been layed off recently due to ahem… and she quoted her old boss "A fight crazy wrench that cant' due squat but get into fighters and break stuff" Lets just say that her manager couldn't eat for a week due to his two front teeth being punched out.

So when she saw the sign "Helped wanted" In the restaurants window one day as she walked home from grocery shopping she knew then and there that she needed a new job.

So she had hurried home put away the newly bought food and changed into more presentable clothes. She hurried back and planted her self firmly at the ordering counter. In order for her to have gotten to the counter she had to push a side a few customers. One, a brown haired man of about 50, who she accidentally pushed his tray's contents onto his shirt and expensive looking tie to make the final step to the counter.

She had said "I demand to meet the manager" to the scared looking cash register lady. A large hand grasped her by the shoulder. As she turned to cuss the dastard out she saw that it was the guy she ran into earlier. She also saw the shiny metallic badge pined to his shirt that read "McRouf Manager"

"I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed rushing to the condiments table to fetch napkins to wipe off the spilled pop drink and ketchup. She knew that no matter how many washings that ketchup will never leave the expensive tie around his neck.

And that was their unfortunate meeting. After doing something akin to pleading, Temari could never bring herself down to beg, the manager gave her a job, as custodian.

Back to the real world Temari was locked in battle against her worst nightmare. Little infant barf. Why did people give babies fast food? Do not the people of this country have high enough cholesterol already? Then again better to start young. The kids gonna grow up eating this junk anyways, might as well start young. With a mix between a smile- the manager made it very clear that she had to be smiling all the time- and a grimace she scrubbed the putrid greed and yellow waste.

This day just couldn't get any worse.

"Hey Temari!"

Crap.

"Get out of here!' She hissed at Kankuro who was not along. Standing behind him, looking as if he walked into a peaceful forest meadow and not a heck house of screaming children and chaos was Gaara.

"But we're hungry!" Kankuro whined. His nose scrunched up as the "delicate" smell of baby barf filled his nose. He took several steps back. Gaara acted as if he could not smell a thing. Temari knew better though. In side he was revolting.

"I'm working." Temari sighed, she was trying to focus on the pile of filth in front of her. McRouf would kill her is he found her "slacking off on the job". "Come back later!"

"But we're hungry now!" Temari's temper flicked at his continuous whine. Dose he ever stop whining? She wondered shaking her head at her punk brother.

"We'll buy our food." Gaara said quietly. Without another word he silently got in line behind a bickering couple with two crying children.

"Well?" Temari arched an eye brow at her obnoxious brother Kankuro. The said brother flashed her a quick smile and got in line behind Gaara. What am I going to do with them.' She sighed good naturedly to her self. Despite Kankuro's whines and Gaara's lack of emotion she still loved them. They were her only family after all.


And so life continued as always.

Get up. Go to work. Come home. Sleep. Repeat

She had free time every now and then. One or twice she made Gaara and Kankuro go on a "family outing", usually to the library-she never did see Hidan there again- or to the park. She was...content...yes content. Everything was going so smoothly for her. Even the incident weeks ago at the Five Hearts restaurant was all but forgotten. Until today that is...

Temari bit her tongue. Taming it from its wild desire to cuss McRouf's head off. The guy was mad at her for no reason what so ever. Today he came in shouting at everyone. "Clean the grill! Clean the tables! Clean the counter tops!" He howled at everyone. He was flustered and jumpy. His eyes were budged out and was sporting a new tie.

Temari was the lucky one. She had to clean the bathroom. And I mean really "clean" the bathroom. Meaning she got to be decked out in high plastic gloves, think plastic boots, gas mask and a tool belt loaded with cleaners. She was to clean "the stall"

The stall is a thing of legend at Happy Palace. It was said that once long ago a guy died in that stall from over eating their Happy Palace signature hamburger, Kings Happy burger. It was said that his spirit still haunted that very stall. Dirtying it up to the point were no one could go five feet near it. The Stall was in the mens bathroom. But when the stall went way beyond the point of no cleaning the womans bathroom was converted to accommodate both genders.

Now as Temari stood before "The Stall" .She screamed in horror.

The entire once pure white porcelain of the toilet was covered in green slime. Sickly black sludge oozed out like puss from a open wound from the joints connecting the toilet to the floor. The title surrounding the ghastly toilet had fuzzy purple mold growing off it.

"You have got to be kidding me." She cursed. There was no way this toilet from heck could EVER be cleaned. Just no friggen way.


"Okay you wretched hooligans!" Mr. McRouf barked at his busy bee employees. "Earlier today I received a call from the owner of the worlds most acclaimed restaurant "The Five Hearts". A doe eyed teen with messy black hair chose the wrong moment to sneeze. Mr. McRouf was on that kids butt faster than one could blink. "Don't you dare ruin this!" Mr. McRough hissed with more forcefulness than the situation called for.

"b-but why would someone like him come here?" Another unfortunate teen aged girl asked. Well as you can imagine Mr. McRouf was on her as well.

"Never mind why he's coming here! Mind what he will think when he comes here!" Mr. McRouf then droned on and on about the pride of the store and blah, blah, blah. He was completely oblivious to the thickly emphasized hand gestures of his employees before him. If he did notice then he would have turned around and saw a very menacing man whose face, minus is eyes, were coved completely by a mask. Not far behind this man another man with slicked back silver hair snickered.

But atlas Mr. McRouf was oblivious. So he continued to drone on about who all his employees were nothing more than a bunch of lazy, snot nosed teens who only think about sex and money. Just as he did a round about this is his clearly rehearsed speech, diving into the climax only then did he see the very tall and intimidating man standing directly behind him.

Mr. McRouf nearly fainted then and their if his pride had not snapped him out of his imminent swoon.

"M-Mr. K-Kakuzu!" The blading man tugged nervously on the collar of his tie. The masked man, Kakuzu glared down on the aging manager who was several inches shorter than him.

"Am I interrupting something?" Kakuzu asked, his smooth even voice supported by a layer of impatience underneath. Mr. McRouf shook his head hastily. Kakuzu scowled from underneath his mask. It didn't matter for no one could see it anyways. But they could feel it.

"Does she really work here?" The silvered hair man asked from behind. "This place is a total dump. Fast food sucks."

"Shut up Hidan. We're not here just to find your stupid girlfriend." Hidan laughed nervously under Kakuzu's icy cold death glare. "She caused a lot of damage to my restaurant. I will not stop until she pays it off."

"But I said that I'd pay for it!" Hidan objected.

"I . Don't. Care." Kakuzu turned away from the sweating manager and faced Hidan with a vengeance. "You're always bringing your slut girlfriends to my restaurant. I've tolerated just because-"

"Because I'm rich and practically famous and me being there increases popularity. Yeah I'm not stupid."

"Could have fooled me."

"Shut up!" Hidan growled, his patience was dwindling away. "So whats wrong this time."

"Well first off she distracted one of my waiters from work."

"Please, that guys a lazy bum anyways."

"Secondly she attacked you"

"What do you care? You try to kill me all the time" Hidan didn't understand where this was going.

"Thirdly blood stains are very hard to et out. Especially yours."

"Blah, blah, blah"

"Fourthly she failed to kill you."

"Yeah that was kinda close... hey! Are you saying you want me dead!"

Kakuzu sighed irritably. "Wanting you dead is an understatement. Hidan firmly kept his mouth shut for he knew Kakuzu liked to twist his words around in ways the easily belittled him. He hated it but now was not the time... "I'm looking for someone." Kakuzu said bluntly to the Mr. McRouf. "My sources tell me that she is currently employed here?"

"W-whats her n-name?" Mr McRouf stuttered. He was shaking horribly. Like a dog, afraid to get kicked by its master.

"Sabaku Temari."

The most curious thing happened just then in a series of odd events. The first was a strangling scream erupting from the mens bathroom not too far away. The second event was the sound of metal pipes put under a lot of strain. A sound that vibrated with foreboding. The third event was a snap! Of metal. Another mangled scream and then the sound of rushing water. The fourth and final event was by far the most interesting. The wooden door marking the entrance to the mens bathrooms slammed open and water flooded out with a fury. It had to of been deep for a teenage girl was swept out by its current and carried her none to gently to them. Now the girl lay sprawled at the manager's feet. The manager's red fuming face was as almost as interesting as the events that just occurred. Never had anyone seen him so angry.

Now Temari was sprawled out across the floor. Her thick black rubber boots squeaking up a storm as she pulled her self up. Slipped on the slick floor and landed face first on the ground. Her roar of frustration made the room sound eerily quiet after.

"Miss Sabaku!" Mr. McRouf asked, no it was more of a demand. Yes a demand for her outrageous display.

"Shut it." Temari growled back at him and tried again to stand up. She attempt was successful this time.

"Don't talk to me like that!" Mr. McRouf puffed his chest pompously. "I'll tell you that-" Mr. McRouf had a speech for everything. The moment he hired Temari had had stayed up very late that night, just to create a speech to give her about her lazy and indigent attitude. It would have been his last speech if he had ever finished it. Temari was about to lose it when it came to her boss. And if Mr. McRouf had said all the low insults he had prepared Temari would have kicked his butt to next Tuesday. But as it would be Kakuzu shoved the piffted fast food manager aside and approached Temari directly.

"You are Sabaku Temari?" He asked. Temari eyed the stranger warily. Something inside her, as sort of sixth sense, told her that this guy was stinking rich.

"Who are you?" She wasn't going to answer his question. Why should she when he didn't even bother to introduce himself. The strange man narrowed his eyes but none the less complied.

"My name is Kakuzu and I am the owner of The Five Hearts." One word rang clearly in Temari's mind.

Crap.

There was no escaping it. Her mother taught her long ago to face your problems head on. Mother...

"I am Sabaku Temari" She confirmed to Kakuzu. He nodded his head approvingly and turned to his friend. "You!" Temari practically shrieked.

"Miss me babe?" Hidan grinned, now that he was no longer left out. He had been wondering when she would notice him.

"You there." Kakuzu ordered Mr. McRouf who gulped as the tall man turned on him. "fire her."

"What?" Temari chocked. What the heck was going on?

"G-Gladly!"Mr. McRouf gave her one last glare. His mouth curled into a wicked smile. "Miss. Sabaku get out of my eating establishment. You're fired."

"No wait-" She tried to protest. No matter how horrible this job was she needed it. Money talks you know. Kakuzu and Hidan however had better plans than to let her try to beg for her job back. Grabbing her arm on either side they briskly escorted her out of the heck house she once worked for.

Temari could have lived with it if all it was was just her getting fired from her job. She could live with that. She'll just go out and get another one. No big right? Well the two males weren't done with her just yet... no, not only did they get her fried from her job but they also GAGED, BLINDED, TIED HER WRISTS TOGETHER AND FORCED HER INTO A CAR!


Of course she had struggled but whoever was holding her down was incredibly strong. When the car's engine cut off she was pulled from the car they way a dentist would pull a lose tooth. Quick and painless. Her sudden shift from car to open air gave her no time to prepare and put to use all the self-defense classes she took that past three or so years.

Its funny how when you lose your sight how your other senses build up to make up the difference. Even though she could not see it she knew that she was being half dragged half walked into a building.

The restaurant? She guessed. Yes it was. She could smell the rich food. Why are they talking me here? Why did they abduct me! She screamed and moaned and yelped through the gag in her mouth. She even tried to chew through it. Lets just say leather doesn't taste like chocolate.

The next thing she knew was that she was yet again forced through a door. But she really started to freak out when a firm hand started to undress her. She screamed and kicked with all her might now.

How dare they! She lashed out blindly. How dare they do this to me! I'm jobless, kidnapped and now violated! How can this possibly get worse.

"Quit it!" A young womans voice reprimanded her. A slender hand grabbed her foot, twisted it and set her tumbling to the ground.

Great. Her violator is a woman. Yep, when will she learn to shut her mouth.

Temari didn't know why but she let the woman undress her. She didn't recognize the voice at all. But there was something familiar about it. Something that made her feel, even if just a smudge, better. The same hands re-dressed her. Temari had forgotten that she was still wearing the Happy Palace uniform. The new material she was wearing now made the Happy Palace uniform feel like it was made out of potato sacks.

"There!" The woman exclaims as she patter Temari comfortingly on the back. "Now was that too hard? No well come on! The boss is waiting!" Before Temari's sensory of sights of touch, smell and hearing could figure out what happened. All her bindings were removed and she found herself in the main dinning hall of The Five Hearts. Sitting down calmly not to far away at a table was Hidan and Kakuzu drinking tea.

Temari was outraged. "WHO THE FRIGGEN HECK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!" Temari was long gone now. Lost in her anger and rage. She grabbed Kakuzu by the collar of his shirt. Ranting right in his face. She could tell what he was thinking for she was lost in her rant. "FIRST YOU GET ME FRIED FROM A JOB I NEED, ADBUCT ME, THEN VIOLATE ME! AND ALL YOUR DOING IS SOPPING TEA LIKE THE BLOOD YKING OF ENGLAND?!?!?"

"Not king" Kakuzu corrected. Temari yelped in pain when his hand found her wrist and jerked it to the side. Twisting her wrist and puling her around he pinned her to the table. "I'm your new boss."


Ooh cliffy hanger! Review for next chapter! Please tell me what you think!