Okay I think I'm getting back into the groove. This chapter is short short. hmm Akatsuki sing along...cheese..ramen..hmm...formulation MUAHHAHAHA

"but I'd make a ter'bel prostitute. Ich huure uberhaupt nicht gern! I dun wanna be whore!" begged Lerdavian thrashing and flailing around on Kakuzu's back.

" but I like money, so it's gonna happen."

Ler pouted. 'prostitution is for average looking women who can't make money doing anything else' She thought of all the years of her life that would be wasted if she let this happen. Ler began scheming. She thought and thought and thought. The walk seemed to take forever and Ler was tired from drinking and all of the excitement from today and she began to fall asleep.

She awoke to the ever so pleasant sensation of pain. Kakuzu had dropped her off his shoulder onto the hard ground. Where was her fall cushion when she needed him most?!They had arrived at the place of ill repute. She shuffled to her feet and was quickly shoved over to the large man that she assumed ran the place, and he began to lead her inside. She resisted and screamed out to Kakuzu.

" ..but uncle Kuzu-kun! I Love You! "

Her calls fell on deaf ears. Although Kakuzu isn't really deaf, but it'd be funny as hell if he was. Kakuzu was walking slowly, busily counting away, his money grasped firmly in hand. Ler was grabbed again by the man and led inside.

Once they were in, the man opened a door and shoved her inside and yelled,

"Girls, fix her up and throw her into room 6", before slamming it shut and leaving.

In what seemed to be a flutter of brightly colored kimonos Ler had her clothes practically ripped off her body. From what she could tell it might've just been the lead prostitute calling everyone to action, but she couldn't tell due to all of the stupid fluttery kimonos hitting her in the face and obscuring everything from view. The flutter quickly replaced what she had been wearing to a loose ill-fitting kimono that was a shade of light purple. She really didn't care for the color purple yet couldn't even voice her complaint because the numerous others descended on her face with make-up. She was pinched and poked and prodded until they finally deemed her to be done.

One lady with particularly bony fingers grabbed her by the arm and began to Lead her to her room. The lady's bony fingers pinched Lers arm. Her long plastic fingernails dug into her skin as she was tugged along . The woman looked like a bag of freezed dried meat. She was super wrinkly and her skin was discolored and greyish. The woman found Ler's room opened the door. She shoved her inside threw her old clothes after her, slammed the door shut, then left. Ler stumbled after the woman pushed her inside and she fell face first onto he ground. Ler instinctively sat back up as quickly as possible quickly shouting 'nobody saw that!' , before remembering that she was alone and flopped onto her back

"hah," Ler thought." I'm in room 6. They're gonna wish this room was the number of the beast, considering the hell I'm going to put them through."Ler Laughed maniacly inside her head. After a while she began boredly looking at her floor. It was some sort of wood and was covered with some sort of bamboo mat. The walls were an off white color and the only light came off a small cabinet that had a candle resting upon it. She watched the shadows flicker across the wall. She thought about her circus family experience and wondered if she'd see them or how'd she get back, or even about her prime directive. Her prime directive...She'd rather think about Kakuzu or Hidan or Kisame than her P.D.. They were funny, she liked them, although Tobi was very annoying and Zetsu was a bit scary. Deidara...well...he might've been okay in her books, if he didn't try to blow everything up exclaiming that it was art. Kisame. He's a fish...man...guy...shark..thing. Thinking about Kisame made her hungry. Ler felt the sudden urge to eat sushi. Hidan on the other hand made her well...he left her feeling irritated and slightly itchy. Hidan...he had pretty eyes, but almost everything else about him screamed self absorbed douche-bag. From the gaudy large chain he wore around his neck, to the way he slicked his hair back and how he walks around shirtless everywhere. 'gah' thought Ler.' He probably touches himself at night.' Ler chuckled at the thought.

A loud knock on the door followed by the unmistakeable sound of the door opening called away from her thoughts.

A man dressed in all black stood before her. He wore a long sleeved shirt with poofy sleeves that were tied at the wrists. It was shallowly V necked and had a thin twine lacing across the opening. He wore a simple cloth mask, and a long sided hat that obscured most of his head,. His headgear ensemble allowed only for the view of his eyes and the top section of the bridge of the nose. Ler eye'd him carefully. His eyes were the color of gleaming obsidian and his skin was very pale. She gawked at him. She expected her first client to be some ugly average shit head but no...this guy seemed attractive. Ler couldn't helped her self.

"Your eyes...they shine as brightly as stars in the midnight sky you know.." began Ler

"Well I certainly did not expect to get a poet" chuckled the man

His voice was strange and foreign, yet Ler loved the way he pronounced every sylable. He walked into the room and took off his weapon belt that had hung across his back. Ler, for some reason didn't see it a short while ago.

" So what's your name..er sir." Inquired Ler. Her legs were folded to the side and each arm firmly planted on the ground. The man had put his stuff down and hat took a seat and scooted closer towards her.

" Az ed Fahl bad ehl drizzt fah denadahbah mahl keehl"

" Victimsaywhat?"

"uh...what?"

" Hah." giggled Ler.

" Yeah you defintely are a strange one.." Az chuckled .

Ler began to laugh hysterically but quickly stopped herself.

"...yeah..." He said awkwardly.

"So...Shall we?" Az scooted closer towards Ler and was sitting on his legs.

"eh..I don't think..I...uh.." began Ler but she was cut off by Az's advance on her.

" Well, down to business then" Az was now on all fours slowly approaching Ler.

" WAIT! I've never done this sort of thing before!" shouted Ler.

" So then I guess that means that I shall take the lead here, heheh." Az chuckled and then pounced on Ler sending her sprawling backwards. Ler had fallen onto her back and Az was now on top of her.

"AH!" screamed Ler.

Without thinking she pulled her knees up to her chest and then kicked with both of her legs, effectively sending Az flying across the room. His head smashed up against the wall and he fell to the floor with a loud thud

" AHHH I KILLED THE CUSTOMER! OH SHIT!"
"DAMMIT HE WAS PRETTY HOT TOO!" She cried in dismay.

"shit shit shit shit shit shit" muttered Ler under her breath. She quickly hopped up, grabbed her clothes and his weapons belt and ran for the door. She glanced to the side. 'damn he has a nice ass'. She thought before bolting out into the hallway.

" FUUUCK EVERYTHIIING!" She screamed as she sped down the hall, en route to the door. Little did she know her shitty purple Kimono had fallen off. Nonetheless she ran screaming.

" FUUUCK EVERRRYYYTHINGG!FUUCK EVERYTHING!FUCK EVERYTHING!"

Several of the prostitutes stuck their head outside of the door to see what the commotion was all about. Their eyes were met with a naked woman running down the hall armed with a scimitar screaming.

" FUCK EVERYTHING! FUCK EVERYTHINGGGGG!"

As Ler sped down the hall way she noticed the Large man from earlier was there. He was standing in front of the door. She ran even faster . The man remained standing there. The space between the two was closing quickly. Ler balled her fist and punched as hard as she could at the last second.

" FOR NARNIAA!" She screamed as her fist smashed into the guys face.

He fell unconscious to the floor. Ler could've sworn she heard light applause from somewhere behind her.

Without stopping, she jumped and slammed both feet into the door causing the flimsy latch to splinter and the door to burst open.

"SO LONG BITCHES! DAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAHEEEEYAHHH!" shrieked Ler as she sped off into the forest.

So that was fun. She's gonna have to put her clothes on soon though, it's uh..gettin' chilly outside. How could her Uncle Kuzu be so mean! Eh, once a kuzu always a kuzu. She might hate him forever! I dunno. Some say true love never dies. Kind of like Hidan, no matter how annoying or loud and bitchy it is it will be by your side forever!...or at least until it gets decapitated and separated from it's own body. Then I guess it didn't really die it's just pissed as hell, and immobile. Hm.