Disclaimer: I don't own anything, all belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, we all know the drill.
Warning: Contains yaoi, and probably some kind of possibly offensive material. A substantial amount of Konan bashing as well.
You're probably wondering why I am updating so early, well, I am too…
I have a few really great ideas for the story, I just have to get everyone settled and school started first…
Without further adieu, chapter five.
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When Hidan, Deidara, and Itachi got out of the car Kisame was waiting on the front steps of his… their apartment complex.
Kisame gave the raven haired man a questioning look when he saw him blushing embarrassedly.
Hidan got out of the car and laughed at him sadistically.
Deidara just sighed, but everyone knew he secretly found this amusing.
"Hey." Kisame said walking over to them.
They all looked up from getting Itachi's bags from the trunk, except the red eyed man.
Kisame gave a questioning look at the other two as he walked down the steps to help them carry his bags up the twelve flights of stairs, since the elevator was no longer in service.
Hidan just laughed at the look, going back to grabbing bags full of useless stuff, as the Jashinist called it.
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Everything was finally up stairs safe and sound.
Many prayers of thanks were said, not only by the Jashin Priest, but by everyone else, that Itachi did not have a lot of material possessions.
Though the ones that he did have were mostly clothes, facial and body products, and as Hidan calls it, make-up, Itachi would say it was toner or something to even out his complexion, but everyone really knew it was make-up.
Itachi put everything in his new room that Kisame had provided for him, but not before he thanked the tattooed man countless times, each time Kisame would roll his eyes and tell him he needed the company.
It was true, Hoshigaki Kisame was a very lonely man.
He only had his fish, but he liked to sleep a lot and never really conversed with anyone.
It was quite depressing…
When Itachi had said that he needed a place to live, Kisame was ecstatic. The blue man was more than happy to let the Uchiha stay with him.
Sure, their previous relationship didn't work out, and they both came to terms with the fact that neither of them had feelings for each other anymore, but that didn't mean they couldn't still live together and be roommates, they got along just fine.
Hidan could almost sense what Kisame was thinking.
And Hidan being… Well… Hidan, he has to do something to liven this boring place up.
No one was doing anything… Deidara and Itachi were being fags in the other room, and him and Kisame were sitting on the couch in his living room.
Boring!
"So, Kisame, I heard you and Itachi had a previous relationship?"
Kisame looked at him, his small eyes widened slightly, looking away and nodding slightly.
"Are you back together?"
Kisame's head snapped back up and his eyes met Hidan's.
"Of course not! Who told you that?"
Hidan chuckled, the tattooed man always got angry and flustered so easily.
"Well, I was just pondering what you were going to when we left."
Kisame's face was priceless, he obviously got the message Hidan was trying to convey.
"I don't know."
Hidan laughed at Kisame's response.
"I think you do and you don't want to tell me." Hidan pushed.
"Well, you thought wrong, as always."
The Jashinist was always so impressed with Kisame's sarcastic comebacks, it's the main reason they have became such great friends over the years.
There was no time to finish the conversation, Deidara exited Itachi's room, with said red eyed man not too far behind.
"Hidan, I have my landlord coming to my apartment and have to get home in fifteen minutes, un." Deidara said sweetly, obviously telling him he needed a ride home.
"So fucking what?"
Hidan always toyed with people, even if it was in the absolute simplest of ways, he just got his kicks that way.
"Can you drive me home?" He asked sheepishly.
"And give me one fucking reason I should?"
The blue eyed man sighed.
"Because you drove us here and my car is getting repaired, yeah."
"Well maybe if you weren't such a sucky driver you wouldn't need a ride home."
"But Hidan!"
Deidara's pleading was one thing no one ever ignored.
His rosy bottom lip stuck out ever so slightly, his brows furrowed sadly, and his eyes glistened with fake tears.
No one could say no to a pouting Deidara.
Not even Konan when she was PMSing.
It was his way of making his students do everything he wanted them to.
"Fine! This is the last fucking time though!"
Hidan say sneering and getting up in a pissed fashion.
It was Kisame's turn to tease.
"How many times have you said that?"
The albino looked at the blue man threateningly.
"Go fuck Itachi!" Was the last thing he said before he walked out the door. Deidara following not too far behind. Feeling somewhat bad for making Hidan leave his friends home two hours earlier than expected. He knew how much Hidan enjoyed spending time talking/torturing his friends.
When they were both in the car Deidara spoke up.
"I really appreciate this."
He said not looking at Hidan, who turned his head to look at Deidara, even though he was suppose to be watching the road.
But Hidan, being Hidan, could not stand a sentimental moment for too long.
"Whatever."
Deidara pressed on though, determined to get it through the albino's thick skull.
"I really do, un! I never really thank you for doing me favors every day, and I wanted you to know that they don't go unnoticed."
The blonde was looking out the window, refusing to meet the Jashinist's gaze.
"I could give a fuck less myself."
Deidara sighed, loudly, purposely.
"What the hell is wrong with you, yeah! Can't anyone say something to you without having you say some smart ass remark back!"
With that, he huffed, not waiting for Hidan's response that never come.
Instead, his grip around the steering wheel got tighter and the car sped faster than the previous eighty miles per hour down the same one-way, again the wrong way, how he managed that was a mystery.
Deidara, after sulking for a few moments, got bored and started to looked out the window, catching something strange on his reflection in the side mirror.
He gaped and got closer to the mirror, he turned his murderous gaze to Hidan.
"You gave me a fucking hickey douche!" He threw the car manual that was in glove box at the Jashinist.
"You enjoyed it." He laughed, blocking the book, and laughing more.
"No I didn't you asshole, why do you find it necessary to defile me and leave your mark to show you were there!"
"It's a conquest isn't it?"
Deidara would have threw something else at him, but instead he screamed and held onto his seat belt for dear life as they narrowly avoided hitting a car that was trying to safely and legally go down the street.
"And you say I'm a fucking bad driver, un!"
"There is a difference between reckless driving and fucking bad driving!"
Hidan said screeching to a stop in front of Deidara's apartment complex, with a not to happy landlord in front of the building.
"Thank you, Hidan."
Deidara said quietly, but sincerely as he exited the car and got out listening to his shrieking landlord cursing him for being late.
Hidan sped off before he could say anything else…
Oh… Like the 'Sorry' Deidara was planning to tell him?
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Pein's office door was knocked on again.
He looked up as he shouted "Come in!"
The pierced man looked at the red head that just entered his office.
"Yes, Sasori?" He asked, slightly amused.
"I just had a few questions about this paperwork…"
Sasori was quite lost in this place, like Itachi, he was just starting this year, though he had taught at other schools before. Unlike the raven haired male, he never went to school here, nor did he know half of the employees in this very large, complex school he often found himself getting lost in.
He started, but not before he was interrupted by a certain flower obsessed lady's screechy voice.
"Pein!"
Sasori flinched visibly as Konan pushed her way past him in the doorway, coming into Pein's office and plopping herself down on his lap. Kissing him against his will.
"I missed you so much!"
She screamed hugging him, purposely, into her bosom.
"You just saw me three minutes ago."
He replied, though no one could her his muffled voice through Konan's awful, loud, obnoxious voice.
"I'll, umm… Juss, uh… Just… Ahh… Leave?"
As soon as the red head finished his sentence he ran, lucky him.
Pein could only let his thoughts drift back to Itachi as he was being assaulted by the heavy, monstrosity in his lap.
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On Sasori's way out he bumped into Kakuzu.
'Figures…' Sasori thought.
Kakuzu was the only other teacher Sasori had become acquainted with. More than likely because Kakuzu and him were the only ones, besides the principal, and occasionally Konan to "bond" with the principal in his office, that stayed to work over summer vacation.
Kakuzu because he wanted the extra money for working overtime.
Sasori because he was new to the district and didn't have any friends, not to mention he severely needed the money from working overtime.
The one thing every teacher in the school knew was that Sasori was broke, they may not know who Sasori was, but they knew that a male by the name of Sasori was broke.
Flat out broke.
He didn't have two nickels to rub against each other on some of his best days, pay day.
Everything he had went to bills, his landlord was an asshole. He made him pay a phenomenal amount of money for rent, plus his electricity was hooked up to the poor red head's, which the landlord made him pay for, not to mention the water, which he was suppose to pay, and everything else that was suppose to be paid for by a landlord, plus any renovations that the house needed.
Sure, Sasori had tried to take his landlord to court, but damn, rich men sure had good lawyers.
And Sasori really couldn't move out of his dingy, dark, decaying, diminutive apartment, simply because he didn't have any extra money or savings he could use to pay for anything else.
He was in quite a predicament.
But the red head, as everyone knew, was a very stubborn man. He would rather be killed than receive help, in anything he did.
Sasori greeted Kakuzu with a glance in his direction, Kakuzu did the same.
"Kakuzu, could you answer a question I have about this paperwork?" He asked.
"Why not ask Pein?" Kakuzu countered, not stopping, walking towards Pein's office.
"Because Konan is here today."
With that, Kakuzu stopped dead and walked back over to Sasori.
As if on cue, a couple strange noises began coming from Pein's office.
They both flinched.
"How about those questions?" Kakuzu brought up, trying to shut out the noises.
There was a strangled screaming sound.
"How about in my classroom?" Sasori asked, then just about ran to his classroom, which was, thankfully, far away from his office.
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That was the end of this chapter,
I know that there isn't any yaoi romance yet, but be patient, first I want to assess everyone, and get there situations straight, then there will be pure yaoi, and a dead Konan!