Life at Dr Pein's house was quite different from what Hidan was used to.
For one, he found that Zetsu, plant man, ate nothing but meat. Only meat, and the meat was either usually raw, or extremely undercooked. Meaning the whole kitchen smelled of blood, because the plant man would go out and "catch" his meals in the nearby forest.
Konan, the only woman, was a terror. As sweet as she may look, the albino soon found out she was quite possibly the scariest woman to ever exist. Addicted to chocolate, obsessed with origami, and unable to cook anything without burning it, she was almost exactly TenTen. Hidan tried to keep out of her way. But she would track him down, force hot chocolate into his hands, and tell him everything about herself and Pein. Hidan almost enjoyed it when she did that.
Tobi was childish, annoying and excitable. He loved coloring books, something Hidan found strange in a seventeen year old, and seemed to eat nothing but sweets, quite country to Zetsu's meat. Always wearing an orange mask, he seemed to be and was klutzy, silly, and childish.
As for Pein, Hidan didn't see him much. Something about working on a possible reason as to why Hidan could speak Japanese, which he claimed to not know. He was also trying to secure a release form so that when Kakuzu woke up, he could be kept at the auburn haired doctor's house for more observation.
The house was beautiful, airy and light. He was allowed his own bedroom for the period of his recovery, and his laptop and guitar were delivered three days after Hidan arrived. His room was painted a pale red, his favorite color, and the large windows overlooked a small valley with a glittering lake. He didn't really know where he was, but he could care less.
The grounds of the mansion-house were large, like everything else there. Plants grew wild, tended by Zetsu and the child-like Tobi. Their rich scent perfumed the grounds, wafting into the house. Jasmin, vanilla, rose, lavender...the mix was constantly there, and Hidan soon forgot the clogging smell of car fumes. He didn't mind, and would help the plant man and child in the garden on warm days.
TenTen was furious that he was in recovery, with no estimated time line of when he would be able to leave.
But personally, Hidan didn't mind. Living in a mansion hidden in the woods was a hell of a lot better than tours.
Well...that had gone well.
The Uchiha's customary check up hadn't gone that badly. At first. What lovely words those are...at first, because after "at first", anything can and will go wrong.
Kisame and Itachi had sat behind the register as Me Hoshigaki showed Sir Uchiha around the shark's "humble store".
Itachi was quiet, stonic, had one hell of a death glare, and was overall a complete bastard.
It had started innocently enough. Kisame had asked what kind of video games the weasel liked. Itachi replied he thought they were dull and stupid. Kisame, who's only outlet lately was video games, punched him.
By the time their fathers had come out to check on the noise, three racks full of cameras had been pulled down, the register was in pieces scattered throughout the room, and the two teens were duking it out.
Yeah...nothing much, really.
But now, Kisame's father had contacted a disciplinary agency, for "attacking the son of the wealthiest man in the country".
Life sucked.
Now, Kisame was being shipped off to a backwoods home, with experts in the field of dealing with crazed teens.
Sitting in the back of the limo, psychologist Zetsu Moss sitting by him, Kisame couldn't see how this could get any worse.
Itachi, sitting shotgun next to behaviorist specialist Konan Peacon, he couldn't see how his life could get any worse.
Author's Comments: Deal.