Konan glanced up yet again from her origami and studied the odd sight before her. It wasn't the intimidating figure of Pein sitting behind an equally imposing looking desk doing some paperwork that was unusual; it was the small, completely unintimidating figure of Asuka hunched over her ninja lessons on the other side of the desk that struck her as odd. Every few seconds Asuka would look up and study Pein to be sure she was doing everything right. In Konan's honest opinion, it was cute that Asuka wanted to be just like her dad, but it was becoming an unhealthy obsession.
Deidara huffed and stomped his foot, grumbling angrily. He and Amami had been having a great time flying around while he explained the finer points of real art. They had just landed so that he could demonstrate when the old killjoy himself showed up. Sasori had demanded that Amami work on her charka control as explosions were 'fickle things that no one with any brains should ever rely on'. Amami had agreed whole heartedly to join him and left after a happy wave to Deidara.
"Fickle huh? Fickle my ass, the only thing fickle here is that asshole!" Deep down, Deidara really didn't want to admit that he was worried that Amami might not really like him as much as she did Sasori. "Hmph that's ridicules. Sasori's boring and way too strict. After a little bit, she'll leave his stupid lesson and come back." That little while turned into a few hours. Finally, long after it had gotten dark; Sasori seemed to have gotten worried and came to find him. It wasn't hard since Deidara really hadn't moved.
"Brat, what are you still doing here? Lessons are over for the day." Deidara just turned his back to Sasori and crossed his arms. "Alright who are you and what have you done to the real Deidara? That brat is never this quiet." Still, Deidara remained silent. Sasori's brow furrowed and he grabbed the blonds arm, whipping him around so they were face to face. "Brat? Brat, answer me!" he started to unconsciously shake Deidara back and forth.
Deidara felt like his neck was going to snap and his teeth were going to shatter with how loudly they were clacking together. Suddenly, Sasori was tackled by someone and pulled Deidara down to the ground with him. They both looked up to see Amami sitting on Sasori's chest, and beating it as well. Seeing Deidara staring at her, she leapt into his lap and hugged him.
"Are you alright daddy? Papa was very mean to hurt you." Deidara stared at the little girl in shock.
"You were worried about me?" Sasori stood and dusted himself off.
"Of course we were stupid." Amamai hurled a rock at the puppet nin and scowled.
"Don't be mean to daddy!" Deidara laughed and fixed Sasori with a mock scowl.
"Yeah Danna, don't be so mean to me." Sasori just rolled his eyes.
Itachi massaged the bridge of his nose and sighed. His day was just going from bad to worse. First there had been no hot water left thanks to Deidara which led to a huge lecture to everyone from Kakuzu, then Tobi had found the energy drink Hidan had left in the fridge and drank it, then Tobi had given Akako as much sugar as he could lay his hands on. Needless to say, he had a headache. Most of the rest of the Akatsuki had vanished a long time ago but because Tobi and Akako were his responsibility, Itachi was forced to remain at the base and babysit. Currently the two were jumping up and down on the couch and singing. Loudly and very off key. The entire base was a complete mess, with the exceptions to the members' rooms, and Itachi knew that he would wind up being the one having to clean it up. The headache finally built up to the point where he could no longer stand it.
"That's it! There is a limit to how much I can take and I am done!" With that, Itachi turned around and stormed back to the room he shared with Tobi. The same Tobi that would be sleeping on the couch that night. He slammed the door and proceeded to sulk for the next few hours.
It was just passed two in the morning when Itachi decided that he would let Tobi back into the room and get started on cleaning up. When he opened the door, however, he found the base to be relatively clean. Walking into the living room, he smiled at Tobi and Akako, both of which were passed out on the couch. After carrying Akako to her bed and tucking her in, Itachi carried his uke back to their room. He scold him tomorrow.
