"She only made her own organization out of spite, un. We spend like eighty percent of our time eating, yelling, un, and making each other look pretty."
"It's all a stupid fucking game."
"Oh! But we should continue investigating 'undercover' just in case! We never know when her motives might change!"
"I had no idea she could be this organized, un." Deidara commented as he flipped through the neatly put together pamphlet.
"Oh yeah, she loves shit like this." Dee shrugs and flips to the back of the pamphlet. "So, it looks like we need quite a few things. How about you take care of all the explosives, and I'll get the the food stuffs? Hidan and Tobi should be done by now."
"That's fine, un. I'll just do all the heavy lifting."
"Yeah, well, that's what you get for being the professional bomb guy."
"Bomb guy?"
"Yeah! Isn't that what you are?"
"Well... kind of, un? There is a technical term-"
"Oh shit it's the Uchiha. Quick, act natural!" Dee yell whispers.
Dee raises her leg above her head and leans it against the wall. She makes dramatic movements with her arms as she more-or-less stretches. Deidara simply stares at her, crossing his arms as Itachi passes by. He pauses, but decides he didn't care enough about whatever silly shit they were getting into. When he's out of earshot, Deidara smacks Dee upside the head.
"That was the least natural thing ever, un!"
"Says you! Plus, it worked." Dee rubs her head with a pout. "He didn't ask any questions."
The two blondes go their separate ways to gather what they needed. Meanwhile, Ara had managed to find herself alone with Tobi again.
She glances up from her Book of Plans and gives the masked man a small wave. She checks the clock, then goes back to writing in her book.
"What's that?" Tobi reaches for the book, but quickly has his hand smacked away.
Ara brings the book close to her and raises her eyebrow. "A book of plans."
"What kind of plans?"
"Uh, well... Life plans? Backup plans... Future plans... Ya know, useful stuff."
"So... more ways to over throw the Akatsuki?"
"No, those are operations. It's in that journal over there if you wanna look through it." Ara points at a much thinner book resting on a shelf.
Tobi eagerly retrieves it and takes a seat in the bean bag across from her. He flips through it, disappointed by what looked like utter nonsense, but also amused by the rather cute drawings and childish pranks.
"My favorite is Operation Denial." She adds. "It's also the least likely to happen."
"Aww, you want to turn us back into cats?" Tobi flicks her forehead. "How rude."
"You're all really stressful to be around. Have you seen my shed? It's a mess." Ara reveals a key secured to her neck with a necklace. She locks her Book of Plans and instead retrieves a scarf from a bag. She tosses one to Tobi and ties another round her waist. Her alarm let out a series of beeps as the clock struck 2am.
"I made these for the Ikustaka!" She beams proudly, slamming her hand down onto the snooze button. "I would've made cloaks, but those were a lot of work. Plus, scarves are cooler!"
The scarves in question were red. They had black clouds with white outlines printed on them. Tobi wraps his around his neck, eyeing it curiously.
"I mean, it makes sense. We are the cooler organization." Ara scoffs. "We're gonna be so stylish after I buy more supplies."
She gives the entire bag to Tobi. "I need you to hand this stuff out to the other members! I'd do it, but it's time to start my part of Operation: Home Improvement!"
When Konan woke up around 6am and made her usual rounds around the house, she couldn't help but notice the lack of stuff in the front area. The TV? Gone. Most of the dry goods? Also gone. Hell, even the couch was gone. Upon further inspection, she realized that one bed was partly disassembled and another was gone. There was one thing that wasn't missing though: The signs that forbade boys and people who's names start with K. It was simply moved.
Just in front of the hallway leading to the back of the house sat the signs, possibly redone. Konan sighed and glanced at the tiny, scarf-wearing, leader standing guard at the entrance.
"Ara, where is everything?" Konan asked.
"Oh, you know... elsewhere." Ara shrugs.
"...Is this Ikustaka related?"
"...Yes." Ara carefully steps forward. "To make a long story short, the back of the house is now Ikustaka territory."
"Really?"
"Don't really me! It's my shit anyways!"
"Could you just bring the stuff back, so we can discuss... whatever the problem is?"
"By 'we', who do you mean?" Ara pouts.
"Leader-sama, you, Dee, and me." Konan attempts to approach Ara, but is quickly stopped.
"You probably shouldn't come too much closer! There are traps and I feel like I might be in a bad place if any get set off." Ara holds her hands up defensively.
"Ara, I like you. Really, I do." Konan sighs.
"Aww, you like me? ...Well now I feel bad for excluding you from the group."
"I like you a lot. You're fun to have around, it's an amazing change of scenery." She takes a moment to remember her train of thought. "And the last thing I want to happen is for Leader-sama to kick your ass into next week. So, let's be adults about this and not start a war-"
"Oh, there shall be a war... a prank war."
"Ara, no."
"Ara, yes!"
Ara yawns and begins to retreat back into her 'base'. She was exhausted, and would need as much energy as she could get to deal with the shitstorm coming her way. She maneuvers carefully through the hallway, hoping her Blonde Team set the traps up according to her plan. If not, she'd probably end up setting something off.
The first one to set off a trap was Sasori. Ara is awoken by a loud explosion followed by a flurry of swears. She sits up and glances at Dee.
"You two really took it all the way with the traps..." Ara scoffs and stretches. She rolls out of her hammock and takes a look around the office she converted into their bedroom.
There were no windows in this room, much to her disappointment, but she put posters all over the walls to make up for that. Across the room where Dee was resting, was an air mattress and a series of shelves, poles, and drawers to hold all their stuff. Ara's side of the room only consisted of a bunch of bean bag chairs, a single shelf, and her hammock. Oh, and anything she had recently worn or used littered the floor.
Ara flicked on the light and looked around. She nudged some piles in search of the pants she wanted to wear. She decided on a pair of red flannel pants and went to check on the status of her new territory.
She shrieks and ducks as a handful of kunai come her way.
"Jesus christ, I can't even." She laughs at the pie covered mess that was Sasori. "This is gonna be great!"
While it was fun to see the Akatsuki trip off the traps in an attempt to find a way through, Ara soon grew bored of just watching them fail. And by them, that's Kisame, Sasori, and Zetsu. And she definitely would've wandered off earlier if she hadn't lost the guide to wear traps were placed.
"Guess I'll just wing it then." She murmurs. "You'd best be prepared for me, cause this prank war is just getting started!"
It was early, so no one was really in the kitchen. Tobi was there, but he was more or less on her side.
"Good morning, Tobi!" She grins, securing a rubber band over the sprayer in the sink.
"It's 2 in the afternoon, Ara-chan."
"It's the morning somewhere!"
Ara then reveals a tube of Oragel from her bra and begins to apply it to things the guys commonly use. Like, for instance, her suckers(that they're not suppose to eat), the carton of milk(use a cup, you animals), the carton of orange juice, and inside the various bottles of lubes she keeps finding in here. While she's working on replacing the Oreo cooking filling with toothpaste, Tobi decides that this is something he's down for.
"Tobi's never seen Ara-chan so happy!"
"Tobi, it's been awhile since I've been apart of a good prank war. I love shit like this." Ara turns and gets duct tape out the utility drawer. "Hopefully, the Akatsuki won't disappoint me... buuuuut I guess it wouldn't be the first time I've been disappointed by men. I bet Konan's gonna do great though!"
"Ara-chan! Don't be so perverted, you're too young for that kind of innuendo!"
"For fucks sake. Just come help me set up more pranks."
