Oh wha? I'm still here? Well I'm surprised.

I am not much of a Naruto fan anymore, ever since the series went downhill. (Since forever.)

So I will push those thoughts aside and just continue on with my life writing and finishing this piece of shit. And then finally get this thing over with.

No this is not the final chapter. I wish though, ever since re-reading it I would seriously rewrote everything, but since my lazy ass is being, ya know; Lazy, I am not going to rewrite all 12 chapters.

I, ImitationCrimson do not own Naruto and Akatsuki in ANY way. Also skip this part if you don't want to hear me ramble.

There are reasons why I haven't been writing; yes I've been drawing on iScribble, A LOT. So I have been role playing. So If you spy anything role-playable, then it's probably from my iScribble instincts. I don't know about you guys, but I'm trying to make the best out of my summer instead of being on the computer all fucking day. (Even though it's failing)

I am done. Onto the bathrooms.

Diluted.

Unsanitary.

Cramped.

Smelly…

"-And no fucking urine holes!" Came our Jashin lover. Others hushed him to quiet down. A one stall bathroom makes such a great place to hide all 10 of them.

"We need to find somewhat of a plan to get out of this detention." Pein, the leader cramped nearest to the toilet seat, "And quickly, this person forgot to wipe." His face paled.

"Chill guys, there's a bunch of options we can choose to get out of this alive.." Konan brightly pointed out.

Insert awkward stares.

The blue female let out a sigh. "Okay, maybe not." She looked at the guys; Zetsu was obviously on the top nearest to the light bulb, followed by Kisame, then Sasori trying to dodge Deidara's deadly hands which were pressed against Itachi's forehead to keep balance who was on Tobi who was leaning against Pein whose butt was in front of Konan.

Quite a view if you ask her.

"Let's just go back to our rooms and pretend we already served our detention." Itachi suggested grouchily, "And Deidara get your fucking hands off my face."

"Fuck." Came a few voices.

"It's locked." Deidara said hopelessly. The rest of Akatsuki stood in the hallway, looking at the failing Deidara trying to open the locked door that led to Room B's dorm.

The Intercom came on.

"I see all members have ditched detention." None other than Kabuto's voice came on, "Everything you left in the detention room has been confiscated and ripped into pieces. And for consequences I have locked one of the rooms, so now all of you must share one tiny room that includes little personal space and such. Did I mention there was only one bathroom? All of you must figure that out on how to use your time wisely."

Insert cursing from Hidan.

"I hope you learn your lesson from this, Akatsuki." The intercom shut off.

…

"HOLY SHIT!" Kisame burst out, creating attention to him, "I left my Itachi plush in there!" He said somberly, and added a small sniffle. Deidara muffled his laughter at realization at Kisame.

"Wow—Haha—That sucks—Ha—Well—" His collar was grabbed by Sasori, his other hand balled into a fist.

"My puppets were in my damn backpack we left in there! And you're laughing at us for leaving our stuff in there?" Deidara shook Sasori's fist off, and stumbled back.

"A-ay Sasori No Danna…" Deidara started off. Sasori got closer as if he was trying to glare him down, his forehead touched Deidara's.

"Don't you try that 'Oh-Sasori-No-Danna me,' You know all those things were either burned or destroyed." He seethed, then smirked. "All your clay has been thrown away then."

Another girly scream went through the hallways.

Ahh, another sign That I am alive.

-waves-

I'm not going to bother you with the long details, just check back to this story once in awhile.

~Akane 6/20/10