A/N: Long time, eh? I've been pretty busy with school and midterms. I hope you were looking forward to this chapter!
"Konan, are you sure this will look okay?"
"Yes I'm sure, just put it on."
"I'm just so used to shorts, this feels rather uncomfortable."
"You'll get used to it."
Kasumi pulled the zipper up on the side of the dress, adjusting it until it was snug on her body. She turned in circles to view every angle of her outfit before finally smiling, deciding that it flattered her body very nicely.
"Kasumi, are you done yet?" Konan called, "we still need to do hair and makeup."
Kasumi stepped out of the bathroom and struck a silly pose, making Konan laugh.
"That looks gorgeous on you! Now let's get started on the makeup."
"To be honest Konan, I don't think I really need makeup… I mean, I'm not used to wearing it and I don't think I could stop myself from scratching it off."
"If you want, I can do a minimal amount – just some eyeliner and eye shadow."
Kasumi nodded. "That sounds okay."
"I'm going to make you look stunning tonight!" Konan excitedly grabbed Kasumi's arm and led her towards the desk. "Hidan won't be able to take his eyes off of you."
"Umm, is that a good thing?"
Hidan was strolling down the hall of the third basement floor, thinking about his plans for that evening.
'Where should we go? A restaurant? A movie? Those all seem so cliché.'
"Oi, Hidan!"
"Eh?" Hidan turned to see who had called his name. "Oh, Sasori. What is it?"
"I need to speak with you in private." The puppet master motioned for Hidan to follow him and entered one of the rooms. Hidan was confused, but still followed him. The next thing he knew, he was out cold.
Kasumi was sitting on the living room couch waiting for Hidan to show up. He had said to meet him at sundown, but the sun had set thirty minutes ago.
"Doesn't he know to never make a girl wait?"
"I'm very sorry, Madame. I hate making people wait." A voice said from behind her. Although, it didn't sound like Hidan; instead, it was…
"Sasori?" Kasumi asked as she stood up and turned to face him. "Where's Hidan?"
"I'm afraid he couldn't make it," he replied, "but he sent me in his place."
"Oh, okay. It would have been nice of him to let me know, at least."
"I'm sure he meant no harm. Are you ready to go?" He offered her his arm and she took it hesitantly.
Why hadn't Hidan told her about this? Was she not worth talking to in person? She sighed and pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind. All she wanted to do was enjoy the evening, and nothing would stop her.
"Where do you want to go first?" Sasori asked once they were out the door.
"What's there to do around here?" Kasumi replied, "I went to buy food with Konan and Kakuzu, but besides that I haven't seen much of the nearby town."
"Don't worry, I know plenty of things to do. How about we go to the art museum first?"
"Oh sure, that sounds like fun! You and Nii-chan both love art, don't you?"
"Indeed," Sasori replied, "but I'm going to show you why eternal art is superior."
A/N: What's going on? Where is Hidan? And what is Sasori planning?
Preview of next chapter:
"Hidan," Pain spoke as he turned around in his chair, "to be honest I don't really care about the feuds and rivalries between fellow Akatsuki members. What I'm interested in is why my organization seems to be plummeting into chaos in the most disorderly fashion. Since we've returned from the dead, Akatsuki has exponentially become less of an evil organization and more of a collection of babbling idiots."