I do not own Naruto. Thanks for the reviews, and sorry I haven't updated in a while. ^^ And thank you Imaginationgirl12 for putting my fic on alerts...and giving me the wonderful mental image of Itachi being shirtless haha! you get a cookie ^^ And to Jackie I liked your suggestions, so you get a cookie too.
Itachi's POV
On the way back up to my room, I had to wonder how they got that picture.
Oh yeah, I left it in my cloak.
grrr.
I'm an idiot.
When I got there, I pulled out the envelope, and opened, spilling the contents on my bed. I quickly searched for the one of deidara (the one of him practicing kissing on the mirror). After a few more minutes of searching, I still couldn't find it. Meaning someone else has it.
Meaning I don't have it...
Damn.
I searched the rest of my room, rather frantically. I WILL HAVE REVENGE!
I froze. That was really creepy.
I then decided that the picture was MIA and went back to the others, and started counting. There were only 47 out of 50. Somebody stole two pictures. I looked through the stack again, hoping for an equally embarrassing shot of Deidara.
Halfway through the stack, I found what I was looking for.
-the next morning, before anybody else was awake-
I quietly went up the stairs and snuck into the kitchen. I had luckily gone unoticed by the light sleepers.
I grabbed the phone and dialed the number for the billboard company.
"Hello, this is the Billboard Company, How may I help you?" a woman asked.
"Yes...I'd like to place an ad on one of your billboards."
-one week later-
Pain was having one of his weird Akatsuki meetings, and I wasn't really listening. Until I heard him say...
"I need two of you to make a grocery run!"
I smirked and raised my hand. Nobody else did.
"Fine, Deidara you'll go with him, since you haven't gone in while."
Deidara groaned and facepalmed.
Excellent.
Half an hour later, the two of us headed out. I tried to restrain my...excitement about was going to happen. Deidara kept giving me weird looks so I suppose I wasn't doing a very good job... I tried harder.
After a few minutes, Deidara's looks ceased. Either I was now fully hiding emotion, or Deidara just didn't care anymore.
We kept walking, until we got near civilization. Until we walked past a billboard. Until Deidara stopped in his tracks.
Because he saw a giant picture of himself dressed up and dancing like Michael Jackson, next to an ad that said:
'Need entertainment? Hire this blond, he's bad.'
and his cell phone number.
I looked over to Deidara, and he was twitching.
"TOBI!" he yelled, running back to the base. Looks like I'll be doing the grocery shopping on my own then.
and im really sorry the chapterz are so short! Please forgive me I'm working on it!
