First, they decided to pick up Itachi's children, who were now seven.
Ding, dong.
The door opened, and Sasori looked down at Jamal, the smaller copy of Itachi. The red eyes of the seven year old glared at Amara and Akira, but looked up sweetly at Sasori. "Yes, Sori-kuu?"
"We are here to pick you and Smith up." Declared Sasori.
Jamal frowned slightly at the mention of his over-protective brother, but soon was interrupted by a looming figure behing him.
A taller seven-year old stood over Jamal, his aqua blue eyes glaring at Sasori, but smiling at his two sons. "Happy birthday, Akira, Amara!" he said in a grinning voice as he hugged them both. Smith turned back to his younger brother, the grin still painted on his pale face, as he tugged on Jamal's hand. "Come on!"
Jamal, instead, glared at both blondes, pulled his hand away from his blue haired brother, and took Sasori's hand in his stubbornly, while the red head recived glares.
Smith shrugged, and grinned once again before shouting, "To Tony's and Liza's house!" and setting of in a fast sprint away from the group, leaving them behind.
After ten minutes of walking, they catched up to Smith, who was to be found banging at a black metal door. They silently watched him until he calmed down a bit.
"Thats the wrong door, you idiot," pointed out Jamal harshly, while clinging on to Sasori.
"Oh." Smith moved on to the next door, but it opened before he could lay his hands on it.
A tiny three year old stood at the door. The girl had her short black hair into pigtails, sporting the same hairstle as the birthday girl's. She wore a long orange dress, reminding Sasori trhat she was the daughter of the idiot who messed with Abia's and Obi's DNA. "It's about time," she sneered at Sasori. "Antony's still not finished." Eliza, that was her real name, motioned them inside.
Zetsu always made sure the house was in tip top shape, giving the illusion of it being extremely large, wich was not true. It was pretty normal sized. Sasori took a seat on the dark green sofa, Jamal followig close behind him as a teacher's pet. Akira, Amara, and Smith followed Liza into the kitchen.
"Happy Birthday!" she said, pushing two cupcakes in front of them. There was a tiny flame on the yellow icing that they had to blow out. Smithy looked at the cupcakes before turning to Lisa.
"Don't I get anything?" he asked, pouting slightly.
Liza shook her head no.
Smith gave her his famous puppy dog eyes.
Liza handed him a penut butter jelly sandwich.
Smith happily gobbled it down.
Jamal was, at the moment, taking adantage of having Sasori all to himself and snuggled in close to his chest. The red head could almost hear a tiny purring coming from the raven haired boy's throat.
The, Antony walked out, combing his green hair back, just out of the shower. Tony noticed the both of them. "You came!" he said in a cheery voice while streching his arms out. The white towel he had wrapped around his waist fell to the floor.
Covering Jamal's eyes quickly, Sasori mouthed the two words, 'towel...naked...'
"Wha...OH!"
Antony quckly bent over and grabbed his towel before running out of the living room. A few minutes later, he walked out of his room, fully clothed, and a tiny smirk on his divided face. Even though his skin was half white and half black, and he wore black clothing to almost every occation, the ten year old was always so full with good natured energy. Still he had the two personalities and ate far too much meat.
"Shall we go?" he asked, grinning.
A few minutes later and they were already at Hidan's and Kakuzu's home. Both Smith and Tony insisted (demanded) on banging rather loudly at the door.
Magnus opened the door. "What do you want?" he asked in and irritated tone while hiding his money behind his back. As if anyone was going to steal it. Probably his father.
"We are here to kidnapp you!" said Sasori in the fake tone of a Pedophile.
Magnus snorted. "Good luck with that," he answered, slamming the door in their faces.
"Like father, like son," muttered Antony before he resumed on banging at the door. Three minutes later, the door opened up again.
"Hi, Sasori," said the green eyed, dark haired, gypsy skinned, five year old girl standing at the door.
"Oh, hey, Dot." greeted the redhead back.
Dot grinned at her name. Hidan was not very creative.
"Is Magnus...?"
Dot looked at her janshin symboled watch. "In three...two...one..."
Magnus walked outside, wallet in hand, and silver hair combed back perfectly. "Are we done starring?"
Pein and Konan had the most children of all, with a big fat twelve count in all. The oldest being twelve and the youngest being two, seven boys and five girls, too many to describe. But it was all a mix of blue, orange, purple, and silver.
Sasori went through his mental checklist. That makes twenty... He looked back at his group. "Well, my tiny minions, we are heading back now."
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto or the Akatsuki.
Longer! Now you met most of them! (except the full Konan and Pein...They're in the next chapter.
Remember, I have a new POLL up at my profile. Please vote, or comment.