Alright so in a year of the story the Akatsuki are going to turn into 12 year olds before turning back to their normal ages. Ah and I only have OCs that I do not own; a new one comes in this one

~Third Person P.O.V~

April and Amaya both moaned as a loud wail woke the both of the up. Amaya was the first to push her sleepiness aside and sit up in the bed while April fought with her laziness. She finally managed to push it aside once Amaya got out of the bed and walked to the crying baby.

"Which one of the babies is crying?" April mumbled as she crawled to the end of the bed to get out. She got herself off of the bed and walked over to join Amaya only to notice it was Deidara that was crying.

"Poor baby, what's wrong?" Amaya cooed gently as she picked up the blond baby just as gentle. Deidara just kept screaming as he rubbed his eyes with balled up fists.

"Here, give him to me. It seems Deidara is waking up a few of the others." April mumbled again, still clearly tried. Amaya hesitated for a moment, glancing back from Deidara to the other babies, before she finally handed him over.

As April took Deidara in her arms, lightly bouncing him in attempt to calm him, Amaya walked over to the crying blue skinned baby. He was sticking two of his little fingers in his mouth as he sobbed. The teenager was impressed that these two babies were able to get out of the sheets they were wrapped in; then again maybe she and April just didn't make them tight enough.

"Aw, did little Deidara wake you up? Shhh now, everything will be alright." Amaya cooed as she rocked the baby gently in her arms. "Do you know what time it is, April?" Amaya then asked while she kept her eyes on the baby.

"No but I found out why Deidara woke up screaming. You might want to come see this." April said in an uneasy tone. Curious to why April sounded so weird she put the sleeping baby back down and walked over, avoiding stepping on any of the babies.

~April's P.O.V~

While Amaya dealt with Kisame who woke up because of Deidara's screaming, I pulled the sheet off of the boy to inspect his body. I heard that baby fingernails can get really sharp which causes the baby to scratch themselves. I thought that Deidara might have scratched at his leg and maybe that is why he screamed. Yet, when I removed the sheets I saw something I never would have expected.

Bite marks. There were fresh bite marks on both sides of this child's thighs. When the hell did he get bitten and by how? None of these babies have teeth yet, or at least not that many teeth. I frowned as I sat on a free spot on the ground and placed the baby in my lap. This way I say that the teeth marks really were baby sized which raised the question to who the hell bit him.

"Do you know what time it is, April?" I heard Amaya call out from behind me. Although it was soft enough to prevent any more babies to wake up.

"No but I found out why Deidara woke up screaming. You might want to come see this." I replied while I gently stroked the bite mark wounds. I heard Amaya place Kisame back down on his space of blanket before she walked over to me.

"What's wrong?" I heard her ask from beside me. I turned my head to see her now sitting on her knees beside me.

"He has bite marks on his thighs." I showed her the wounds on the thighs. The next thing I know Amaya has Deidara in her lap.

"Odd, he didn't have those before we wrapped him up. Do you think his nails made teeth like mark in his skin?" Amaya asked while I watched her stroke the bite marks. By now Deidara had stopped crying and was now just staring at the two of us.

"Maybe, I don't know. Hold him still and I will unroll one of his hands to check his nails." I said while I gently took his left hand in mine. Deidara tried to yank it away but I tightened my grip gently as if not to hurt him.

Once the infant was finished with his struggling, he only looked between me and Amaya. Being as gentle as I could I used my one hand to keep his tiny hand still while I used my other hand to peal his hand out of the fist form so I could see his nails. Instead, for the second time this night –or whatever time it is- the both of us say something neither of us expected.

Mouths. There were small little mouths on each palm of this boy's hands. If that wasn't weird enough, the mouths opened, reviling perfect rows of teeth and a tongue. I honestly think this boy was much odder than Kisame or the ying yang twins; mouths on your hands beat skin color any day.

~Amaya's P.O.V~

"Oh my god! This is one shitting cool baby!" I shouted once I got over my shock. How often was it when you saw someone, especially a baby, with mouths on their hands?

"Amaya! Shhh!" April snapped but then laughed as I was suddenly slapped in the mouth by Itachi. I never even saw him wake or walk over to me.

"I think he disagrees with your swearing." April laughed harder and even fall down on her back. By this time the rest of the babies began waking up but I could only laugh.

"Man I love these kids!" I grinned as I pulled Itachi in a hug... once I placed Deidara down of course. Although bad memories filled my head and I found myself hugging the boy tighter.

"This one reminds me of Aki." I mumbled under my breath as the worst memory of my life played through my head.

When I was ten years old I had a one year old sister named Aki. She had the cutest flame red hair and amber eyes. Her skin was a bit tanned, she had freckles that covered her cheek and she was always so happy. She was also very smart for her age which is why this Itachi infant reminds me so much of her.

While my father had always been a drunk and so abusive yet we'd never call the cops on him. It is something I regret to this day since, one night my father got so drunk he murdered my mother before beating Aki to death since she wouldn't stop crying. My father made it clear that he never cared about me so, instead of killing me, he made me live with this horror by shooting himself in the head.

Two days later, once the cops were finished talking to me, I was taken to an orphanage. I hated it there, almost worse than I hated my father; almost. The other children would tease me and call me the daughter of a sysco bastard. Only a year after living in the orphanage I ran away and lived on the streets. It was four years later that I meet April and she let me move in with her.

"Damn, really, what time is it?" I grumbled as Itachi wiggled in my arms. I let the small boy go and watched as he wobbled over to the blue skinned baby named Kisame.

"The alarm clock says it's five a clock. I guess we might as well stay awake." April said with a yawn and seemingly done with her laugh attack. I watched as she stood up from her spot and left the room which left me alone with eleven babies.

"Hey, where the hell are you going!" I shouted after her. That girl was crazy if she thought she'd leave me alone with the eleven babies; half of them which started to cry.

"I'll be right back. Just let me use the bathroom." She mumbled back before disappearing from the room. I sighed before I crawled over to the babies that were crying.

Finding a free spot on the ground I sat myself down. Once I got myself comfortable I took Sasori in my arms, who was the closest baby, and cradled him in my arms. He looked startled but I only smiled at him and began to see the lullaby my mother used to use to help me sleep.

"Yuki ga furu

Shizukana Lullaby utau awai yokogao

Toji komerareta chiisana heya wa

Ai to yoberu kiga shiteiru

Kotoba mo iranakute

Omoide ga yawaraide

Yasuragi nante shiranai kedo

Ichiban sokoni chikai bashode nemuritai dake

Anata no sobani iru

Yuki ga furu

Shizukana Lullaby Sotto yoru wo uzumete

Kanashii kotowa shiritakunaino

Dakara zutto utatteite

Yoakega kurumade

Zutto kono mama"

I sang the lullaby in my native tongue to calm the babies and hopefully put them back to sleep. I was born in Japanese but when my mother got pregnant with Aki my family moved down to Canada. Besides, if these babies really were Japanese like their names implied perhaps they'd understand my song better than if I song it in English.

~April's/Time skip~

After two hours of trying to make the babies go back to sleep Amaya and I have gotten nowhere. Amaya had calmed the children down with her singing so at least they weren't crying anymore. So since we gave up trying to trying to put the infants back to sleep we carried Konan, Nagato and Hidan into the living room while the rest crawled after us.

"So, what are we going to do about the babies? We need help taking care of them." Amaya said while she was helping Kakuzu stand up by holding onto his hands. I was doing the same but with Konan.

"Well as I mentioned last night I know of two people that can help us out without any trouble. Rianna Tahome should be awake by now." I said as I sat Konan down before I let go of her hands. I then made my way to the front door.

Before I opened the door to leave I peeked out the window next to the door. I had to make sure that there were no cops patrolling the area. I had been really lucky as the cops had no idea where I lived; if they did I'd be in a foster house or an orphanage long ago so I had to be very careful.

"I think I am going to take one of the babies with me. Maybe Rianna will believe me if she saw one of the abused babies and be more willing to help us." I walked away from the door once I was sure no cops were outside near the house. I walked over to the group of babies and picked up Deidara.

"Alright. Good luck with convincing Rianna to help us." I heard Amaya call out as I made my way to the door and walked out. It was also good timing as some of the babies were becoming very stinky.

Deidara was giggling and pulling at my hair. It didn't hurt that much but I could feel the slobber from the mouth on his hand drip on my head. I had to remove his hands a couple of times and each time he would just grab a new lock of my hair.

"Come on, Deidara, stop pulling at my hair. Be a good boy." I groaned in annoyance but smiled at the same time. Deidara said something in baby gibberish and pulled my hair hard with a laugh.

"Ow! Really, stop." I said, stricter this time. I didn't want to be one of those people that have to be mean to their kids but I might just have to slap his hand if he won't stop.

As if he sensed he was in trouble, and I wouldn't be surprised if he did, Deidara scrunched up and began to cry. I got a bit panicked, as I didn't want the neighbours to hear the crying baby only to look outside their windows to see me. So, acting fast I tightened my one arm around Deidara and started tickling his tummy with my free hand.

"Gab a, gab a (1)." he shouted while screaming with laugher as he pulled at my hand. I laughed along with the baby as I pulled my hand away to knock on the door.

I only had to wait two minutes before the door opened to reveal a girl around my age. She had long brown hair which was messy and in pigtails. Her eyes were chocolate brown and hazed over in sleep. I guess she wasn't already awake and I had woke her up. It proven my point the girl was wearing a black lolita nightgown.

"Good morning, April. Why do you have a baby and what's on his chest?" Rianna Tahome smiled at me as she rubbed her eyes. I grinned as I gripped Deidara in both of my hands as he started to squirm.

Rianna was like Amaya in the sense that they were both born in Japan and moved to Canada at a young age. I don't know how old Rianna was when her family moved to Canada like I knew for Amaya which was when she was around nine years old. I just knew she was young enough to speak perfect English without a Japanese accent.

"Hey, Rianna. This little guy is Deidara." I said with a grin and held him up in the air Lion King style. Deidara squealed, laughing and kicking at his legs.

"I found him and ten others abandoned in an ally. The black thing on his chest looks like a tattoo." I told her more serious and found myself frowning. Rianna's eyes widened as she was suddenly grabbing Deidara from my arms.

"Oh this poor baby!" Rianna said as she was hugging Deidara to her chest. I felt myself tense up as Deidara reached up to grab one of her pigtails so I pulled him away from her before he pulled at her hair.

"Yes. You should have seen all eleven yesterday. They were nothing but skin and bone. When I got them home Amaya helped me feed them some bananas and we gave them baths. I'm lucky that the old couple used to babysit babies otherwise I wouldn't have had the diapers to put them in." I sighed and put a hand through my hair as Deidara started playing with the hair that dangled in my face.

~Rianna's P.O.V~

I wasn't expecting to be woken up at seven am in the morning and I wasn't expecting it to be April holding a baby. When she told me that she found him and ten others abandoned in an ally I think I felt my heart skip a beat.

Who would just abandon eleven abused babies like that? April told me they were just bone and skin when she found them. This little boy even had something that looked like a tattoo on his chest. It was just horrible and all I wanted to do was hug the poor boy, yet April pulled the boy away as I felt him reach for my pigtail.

"If you and Amaya need any help at all don't be scared to ask. I'd love to help you take care of these babies." I smiled as I crouched down to look Deidara in his blue eyes, or tries to. He seemed too occupied in pulling April's hair.

"Actually that is why I came over in the first place. Amaya and I can't handle the eleven babies all alone. We really need some help." April said while gripping the infant's hand. I grinned as I stood back up so I could make eye contact with her.

"Cool, I will love to help. I will be over around noon, OK?" I asked with a cheerful smile. I was curious to see the other babies and I was happy to help in any way that I could.

"That's perfect but I want to warn you now that a few of the babies look really odd. It seems nature so try not to freak out." April told as she began walking away. "I got to go now; I left Amaya alone with the babies and I think they all need a diaper change. Also I think Deidara also needs a diaper change. See you later Rianna!" April called out as she ran back home. I just stood in the door way until a voice called out from behind me.

"Baby Riri, who's at the door?" I heard my father shout. At the mention of my nickname I felt the nerve in my eyes twitch in irritation.

For as long as I could remember my father had been calling me his 'Baby Riri.' I was OK with it for a while while I had been younger but now that I am a teenager it was just plain annoying. Not just annoying ether but embarrassing as well. My father was one of those overly protective father types who likes to think that I'll be a little girl forever. He was also over-dramatic, much to protective not only of me but my mother as well and he spoils me way to much. To this reason, at the age of three I had given him the nickname Idiot Father.

Actually, the only reason I had started calling my father Idiot Father was because I heard my mother call him Daddy idiot one day. He thought he had lost a baby picture of my first birthday but, as it turned out, it was right where he put it; in his pocket. So my mother called him an idiot. I thought it was funny at the time so I began to call him daddy ijiot. Yet, as I began to get older, the name began less of a joke and more serious. As finally released the yawn I had suppressed since I woke up and turned around.

"It was just the neighbor Idiot Father. He asked if we had seen his lost cat." I lied as I walked inside, shutting the door. I had to lie since I knew my father wouldn't like it if I told him I was going to help April with eleven abandoned babies.

"Well come to the kitchen for breakfast. Your father and I have to leave in an hour so you'll be alone for most of the day." I heard my mother called which made me grin. It will be a lot easier to help April than I thought.

"Alright, mom." I said in a sing song voice. I skipped into the kitchen slash dining room and joined my parents for breakfast.

(1) lol I felt like adding some baby talk. He is basically say stop it stop it