Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, everybody! I appreciate them! Well, here's Chapter 4. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
Note: Freshwater Rehab Center is not a real place.
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The footsteps of the seven Akatsuki members echoed throughout the long, cold hall. The lights silently hummed above them, and the only sign of life other than the seven men was a lone janitor mopping at the other end of the hall. The cold, still air whispered in the air vents and chilled their bones.
"This place is quiet…Too quiet. Then again, that's to be expected of a psych ward." Kisame muttered, shivering.
"Here's a map of the building" Kakuzu said, pointing at a glass case on the wall. Sure enough, it contained a map of the facility.
"According to this arrow, we are here," he continued, "so if we keep following this hall, we'll get to the section of the building where all the fun is."
"Alright, then what are we waiting for? Let's go, hmm!" Deidara shouted. A few other patients opened their doors and grumbled.
"Be quiet, ma'am." one of them rasped.
The hall grew quiet as Deidara let the last word sink in. His friends looked at the patient, and Kisame motioned for him to run.
"Did you just call me…ma'am?"
The confused patient looked around worriedly. Hidan smiled and said, "This is gonna get ugly…"
Veins popped in the artist's forehead as he turned to face the man, and he grabbed the patient by the color of his shirt.
"Look me in the eye…Do I look like a woman to you, hmm? Answer me!"
When the patient cried and wouldn't answer, Deidara threw him to the ground and jumped on him. He tore his own shirt off and pointed at his chest, shouting, "Do I looklike a woman now, hmm?!" His chest mouth grinned and slobbered all over the poor man, who cried out for his mom.
"Please, I beg you, don't hurt me! I have a wife and kids! Oh God, I just wet my new pants!"
Deidara huffed and stood up. The patient got up and ran back into his room crying like a baby. The other patients fled and closed their doors, and the other six Akatsuki smiled and laughed.
"Wow, Deidara…That was a bit of a crazy reaction, don't you think?"
"Shut up, hmm. Do you any of you have an extra shirt I could borrow?"
"I can stitch it back together." Kakuzu suggested. Deidara agreed, and Kakuzu began to sew the shirt back together. When it was sown back together, he handed it to Deidara. The artist took it and quickly shoved it on, unaware of the words "Gay and Proud" stitched into the back.
"Alight, let's go now."
When the group got to the end of the hall, they entered a big room full of people. People everywhere were having fun playing sports, playing arcade games, gambling, talking, or some other activity. Tobi squealed in joy and rushed into the crowd, out of sight.
"Well, that's one less person I have to deal with." Itachi muttered. He sat down at a table and started to write sad poetry.
Kisame frowned and looked at the others. "So, do you guys want to head to the pool?"
Deidara and Hidan nodded, but Kakuzu and Zetsu stayed to look around. The shark man shrugged and motioned for Deidara and Hidan to follow him.
"Wait…do you know how to get to the pool from here, hmm?"
Kisame scratched his head and thought. After a few seconds, he shook his head.
"No, but we could ask an employee for directions. I'm sure they'd know." he said. Hidan nodded and approached one of the many workers in the room.
"Hey, buddy, do you know how my friends and I can get to the pool from here?"
The man turned to look at Hidan and smiled.
"Why, of course I do! Just say please!"
"I'm a mental ward patient, not a fucking toddler. Tell me now."
The employee frowned and replied, "Listen pal, calm down. That's no way to talk to someone."
Hidan clenched his fists and growled, "I'll ask you one more time…Where the hell is the fucking pool?"
"Hmph, how rude…"
Hidan roared and tackled the worker to the ground. Kisame and Deidara winced as blood sprayed and teeth scattered. Another employee rushed to his friend's aid with a tazer and zapped Hidan, who growled and lashed out at him.
"Get off me, you heathen! Jashin condemns you to a thousand years in hell!"
The other two Akatsuki decided they should step in. They each grabbed one of Hidan's arms, but he struggled and bit at them.
"Ouch! Hidan, stop it! You're acting like a freaking dog!" Kisame seethed, grabbing his bleeding thumb.
"You'll never get me alive!"
"We can't get you any other way, hmm. You're immortal, you retard." Deidara mumbled, giving Hidan a good slap across the face. The priest was about to strike back, but he was shot by an employee with a tranquilizer dart before he could. His limp body fell to the floor, motionless.
The two Akatsuki members sighed as their friend was dragged away. One of the employees turned to them and said, "As soon as he calms down, we'll release him. You Akatsuki just got here today and you're already causing trouble…unbelievable."
"Sorry…" Kisame replied, slumping down. Deidara nodded, then asked, "So, um…Where's the pool?"
"Follow that hall at the end of the room. You should reach a staircase that will lead you to it."
"Thanks."
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Tobi skipped across the room, singing and spinning. People gave him weird looks, and some even threw things at him, but he didn't mind.
"Tobi is very happy! This place looks fun!"
Tobi was too busy prancing, and didn't notice the tall, muscular man in his path. The two of them collided, and Tobi fell to the floor.
"Ouch…Tobi is sorry, mister! Tobi didn't see you!"
The tough man pounded his fist into his hand and growled, "Watch where you're going, punk. And stop skipping."
"But…But Tobi likes to skip!"
"Well, you know what I like? I like pounding little kids to dust!" he shouted, leaping at Tobi. The masked boy yelped and ducked, hoping that the man would fly over him, but it didn't work. He struggled as the man picked him up off the floor and laughed.
"Get out of my sight!" he shouted, throwing the poor ninja. Tobi flew onto the bar and slid across it, breaking glasses and spilling their contents all over the place. He slid off the bar and onto the floor with a wham and groaned. People all around him rushed to help.
"Are you okay, sir?"
"Are you alright?"
"What just happened? Are you hurt?"
"Someone, call 9-1-1!"
Tobi rubbed his head and looked around. His vision was faded, and the voices of crowd rang loudly in his ears.
"W-Where am I…?"
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Itachi saw the commotion from his table and put down his pen. He sprinted to the spot where Tobi lay, covered with liquor and glass.
"Tobi? Tobi, can you hear me?"
The masked nin slowly got up and rubbed his head again. He turned to look at Itachi and asked, "Who are you?"
The Uchiha scowled and shook his friend. "Tobi? Tobi! Snap out of it! It's me, Itachi!"
"Who…Who am I…?" he asked, staring into space. Itachi's eyes widened as he realized what had happened.
"This is not good…Tobi, come with me. You need to see a doctor, now."
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Kakuzu and Zetsu sat on the opposite side of the bar and looked on as medics put Tobi onto a stretcher. They walked out of the room with Itachi following close behind.
"So…The boy got amnesia, did he? Interesting." Kakuzu said, taking a sip of sake.
Zetsu sighed and replied, "This could be serious, Kakuzu. Even if he's a little annoying, he's still our friend and our comrade, and we have to look after him."
"The little rascal had it coming." his dark side muttered.
"That's mean." the light half replied.
"Pussy."
"Stop it."
"No."
"Listen, you! If you don't stop, I'll beat you up!"
"Go ahead and try."
Kakuzu laughed as Zetsu started hitting himself. He drunkenly stumbled away from the table, tripping over his own feet.
People began to gather around Zetsu, wondering what was going on.
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!"
The light half lashed out at the dark half, which tried to strangle it. Zetsu fell to the floor and choked himself, and the crowd cheered wildly.
"I'll kill you!"
"Never!"
It was going to be a long, long day.
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Author's Note: Thanks for reading, everyone! Don't forget to review and tell me what you liked/what you think I can improve on!