You guys should consider yourselves special. I've updated here long before I plan on updating deviantart's version. This is because I want to finish the Middle School cover then sketcht the High School cover before posting this there. :3
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"Welcome to Hell, old friends."
Kakuzu and Kisame were greeted by Zetsu upon arrival at their new high school. They gave their own greeting and followed Zetsu to a wall where the freshman were listed. Next to their names were their homeroom numbers. Kisame and Kakuzu had the same homeroom and Zetsu offered to show them the way. Half way to their destination, their sophomore friend was attacked by Tobi.
"Hi Zetsu-san!" He giggled, hugging the green-haired man tighter.
"Hi Tobi." A happy and annoyed voice came from Zetsu.
"Hi Kakuzu-san, Kisame-san!" Tobi waved after releasing his 'victim'. "Welcome to Shinobi High!"
They greeted him in turn and then continued to their classroom. They had a Mr. Mukey for homeroom; Kisame was the first to attempt pronunciation. Zetsu rolled his eyes and said he was incorrect and pushed them through the door. A young brown haired man sat at the desk wearing a polo shirt with half the buttons undone. He looked up from papers his blue eyes were scanning and waved to Zetsu and Tobi. They waved back then dragged Kakuzu and Kisame to him.
"Here's some new students for your homeroom, Bobby."
"Thanks Zet." He grinned, examining the fresh 'meat'. "State your names now."
"Kakuzu Shisan and Kisame Hoshigaki." Tobi snapped to attention until the teacher patted his head.
"Good boy, Tobe, good boy." He then turned to his new students, "You'll be Ka and you, Ki, got it?"
"Nicknames?" They exchanged a look.
"He claims it helps him remember faces easier." Zetsu shrugged, "He's one of our English teachers."
"Just 'cause I don't care about names of people I will probably never see again..." Mr. Mukey huffed, "But hey, I'm one of the four teachers that lets you call me by first name. Bobby's my name, Bobby Pool Mukey. I also have a twin sister in charge of the art department but don't mind her up-tightness." He winked, "Now pick a seat to last you... eh... the next four years. Unless you die... or dropout, move, or transfer."
"... Dark much?" Kisame whispered to Zetsu.
"His sister's the pessimistic one. He's overly-optimistic compared to her." He returned.
"And she is right behind you." Zetsu and Kisame jumped at her sudden appearance.
"Hi Ashley-san!" Tobi waved, "Tobi seen you standing awhile. Do you want a chair?" He gave her a hug and she simply stood there.
"Good boy, Tobi. Are you two coming to class now or not?" She questioned the sophomores once released.
"Yes ma'am." Zetsu mocked.
"So what classes do you two have? I can give tips." Bobby asked, leaning back in his chair after the other three left.
"I have gym with-"
"Might Guy. He's a tough guy; real vigorous with training and always sets out to fulfill goals and challenges." Bobby finished the tall boy's response.
"Then I have Introduction to Business." Kakuzu mumbled.
"That sounds boring..." Kisame laughed.
"It is." Bobby joined.
"Kisame, you know about my money obsession."
"'Money obsession?'" Bobby rose a brow and they nodded. "What other electives are you guys taking?"
"Sewing Fundamentals and he's taking Home Maintenance." Kakuzu answered.
"The Sarutobis both teach those subjects." Bobby glanced up at the clock. "The bell will ring soon and then you will have to go to your first period. So, why don't you go on and get a head start. I'll see you two again at the end of today."
They gave a nod then left the class with a wave. Kisame headed for the gym while Kakuzu went to his business class. Their schedules were explained as such; tomorrow they would have the first four classes listed on their schedule then the day after they would have the last four. The first four classes were on what they called A-Days and the other half were 'B-Days'. Their second hour class subject was math. Kakuzu was in an advanced class though so Kisame was left alone in his first two periods. He gave a start when he saw a familiar man with orange hair and multiple piercings standing behind the teacher's desk.
"Pain?"
"Oh, hello Kisame." Pain waved him over.
"What are you doing here?" Kisame asked.
"I'm supposed to be teaching." He grinned.
"... Why aren't you at the Daycare?"
"You guys are old enough to take care of yourself, so Konan and I decided to shut it down." Pain smiled faintly. "You're still welcome to stay over whenever you want though."
"Oh... I see." Kisame frowned but sat in his seat at the bell.
–
Kisame and Kakuzu both found each other again in third hour; English. Kisame told him about Akatsuki on the way to class. Upon entry they saw yet another familiar face. A woman with blue hair.
"Hi Kakuzu, Kisame!" Konan greeted the pair with a wide grin.
"So you became a teacher too..." They mused.
"Yep. Now sit down and pull out a pen and paper. You have a personal essay to do." She smirked.
"Aw... come on, mom." Kisame whined.
"Just do it, Kisame." Kakuzu rolled his eyes, doing as she asked.
Kisame huffed but sat down next to him. Kakuzu always thought it best not to complain; it just wasted time. He and Hidan would argue many times about this thought. Hidan believed that, should you complain enough, you would get what you want faster. Kisame watched Kakuzu smile and then begin the assignment. He glanced over at Konan to find her reading a book. He recognized the title as one of Itachi's favorite series.
He would always blabber on to him about all the mysteries the main character would solve. His smile fell; he was worried about his old friend. He started to wonder if Itachi was safe now or...
"Kisame." A hiss in his ear made him jump.
"What, Kakuzu?" He huffed.
"The bell rang." Kakuzu answered, shifting his backpack.
"Homeroom next?" Kisame asked, glancing down at his schedule as he followed close behind Kakuzu.
They returned to Bobby's classroom to find Ashley lingering there as well, hanging artwork. Since she was so short, Zetsu and Tobi helped her out. Bobby saw Kakuzu and Kisame first and eagerly waved the tall boys over. Soon they too were roped into decorating the room as their classmates flowed in. The bell rang which sent Zetsu and Tobi out after their homeroom teacher, waving a bit to Kakuzu and Kisame. They sat at the table just in front of Bobby, surprised to find every seat had a laptop on the tabletop.
"Alright freshies. Just wanted to let you know the tips to surviving the monthly 'Freshman Beatdown'." The teacher watched with a smile when all the kids visibly paled, "Tip number one; it doesn't exist so if you're beaten you are to tell me. Once you tell me I will decide if I feel like doing something about it. Chances are... I won't give'a'damn." He paused when a girl rose her hand."Yes, Rainbow?" He nicknamed her based on clothing choice.
"Um... Aren't you like... supposed to do something by law?"
"Here's a nice law; Don't use 'like' when it shouldn't be used. 'Sides... that's only if you didn't deserve the beating." He smirked a bit evilly, "Yes, Ka?"
"I don't think she'd be the one to get beaten. Maybe raped..." Kakuzu mused, crossing his once raised arm.
"That's not very nice, Kakuzu." Kisame frowned.
"But he's right if she keeps that preppy attitude and clothing style." Bobby laughed while the girl turned red and began to sink in her chair.
"Sorry about my friend, really. What's your name?" Kisame asked while Kakuzu laughed with the teacher.
"Iris." She responded quietly.
"You're in the girl's gym class first hour, right?" Kisame asked and she gave a nod.
"I'm taking aerobics to practice for cheerleading." The blonde smiled, flipping her hair.
"Kisame, we've started silent reading." Kakuzu nudged Kisame, "I also got a text from Hidan and it's about your boy-toy." He smirked when a light blush came to Kisame's cheeks.
"My what?" He frowned at Kakuzu then turned back to the cheerleader, "I want to try for swim team."
"Really? I think you'd be a good football player. You should try it."
Now Kakuzu was the one frowning. He heaved a sigh then returned to reading his business textbook. Kisame eventually turned back around and pulled out a small book. Kakuzu noticed it was the one Konan had been reading earlier. He turned back to his book just as Bobby stood back up; silent reading was over. A little timer went off and everyone put down their books, cells, and makeup.
"Now. Those who weren't reading; five points off. I'm an English teacher, not a gym teacher." He crossed his arms and glanced at Kisame and Iris.
"Gym teachers are more strict about stuff than Art teachers." This comment from a magenta-haired boy in the back earned a laugh from Bobby.
"You don't know my sister, Pinky."
"My hair is not pink! It's magenta!" The boy snapped.
"Calm down, Ares." Iris sighed, flipping her wavy hair in his direction.
"Okay then. Laptops; you have them sitting before you. They are to be used with care. They're as expensive as hell to replace. No where near as expensive as the ones in Ashy's Computer Art class though. You can really only type with these. I'm going to hand out usernames and you are to choose a password to last the year. You get the chance to change it every year, got it?"
–
They went through the rest of their days' schedules for the first day to get a good idea of what they would be doing. They both had Social Studies as the first class of 'B-Days' and then their separate classes, Science together, and lastly, homeroom again. They both had lunch before Social Studies and managed to pick out a nice corner table for themselves. Kisame and Kakuzu both met up with Zetsu and Tobi once they were released from school. Kakuzu was telling them about his time in Sewing Fundamentals.
"I walked in the classroom and the first thing out of Mrs. Sarutobi's mouth is; 'Are you looking for my husband's class? He's right across the hall.'" Kakuzu mocked.
"She actually started to lead him into my class. I stopped her and told her that he loved to sew." Kisame added with a smirk.
"Right in front of all those guys too." Kakuzu hissed under his breath at the blue-skinned friend, heading for the forest when a stomach pang caught his attention.
"It was hilarious. Mr. Sarutobi even asked me if he had a girlfriend before." Kisame snickered.
"What'd you say, Kisame-san?" Tobi giggled, running circles around his friends.
"I said; 'I suppose you could call him a girlfriend.'" Kisame glanced at Kakuzu, expecting a reaction.
"Are you referring to that boy that screamed like a girl at last year's Halloween carnival?" Zetsu asked.
"... I wasn't there... I think that might have been Deidara. Hidan would never scream let alone like a girl." Kisame frowned, "He'd be the one booing if there weren't enough guts."
"It was Hidan-san! You should have heard him when Tobi jumped out and hugged Kakuzu-san!" Tobi laughed.
"Hey assholes, over here!"
–
Night of Sasori's birthday...
Hidan finally stopped chasing Kakuzu around and they sat on the porch, panting heavily. Kisame was waiting for them in the thick bushes growing nearby. They started to laugh slightly and Hidan fell against his larger friend, releasing a gust of air. Kakuzu chuckled at his tired state, barely registering that they were leaning on each other. Hidan let out a long breath once more then blushed, glancing up at Kakuzu's stoic face.
He got off of him and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. Now Kakuzu glanced down at his friend. Silence stretched and Kisame was twitching with annoyance. They were not doing anything worth watching. They watched Itachi sneak after Sasori and Deidara as they headed to the park for their date. Hidan smirked and let out a small laugh.
"What's up with you?"
"I think I'm actually beginning to like Sasori." Hidan replied, watching the couple disappear.
"Really?" His companion rose a brow.
"Dei-chan's old enough to take care of his own damned self... He doesn't need me to look after him anymore." He tried to explain.
"You never had to look after him." The elder frowned in confusion.
"Actually, in Japan... he was always being picked on by his shitty father for looking so damn girly. If it wasn't for me, the little bastard would be dead. Many times he considered becoming a part of his art whilst living with that bastard." He started to play with his hands, eyes trained on them, "This was before Sara died and when the custody battle was kind of lost for Aoi. I told off his old man and the bastard gave up custody. That and he was really old..." He laughed.
"... I still don't see why you should be concerned about who he's dating—I've heard of some older brothers wanting to keep them safe from a broken heart but still..." Kakuzu frowned, "There are times I think you guys are really close. Closer than what I am to Sasori or Kisame."
"We're brothers." Hidan snapped, "That's all there is to it."
"No need to get defensive all of a sudden." His brows furrowed.
"I'm not getting defensive..." Hidan huffed stubbornly, "Trust me. We're brothers and best friends and nothing more. 'Sides..." He smiled now, "You see how happy Sasori makes him, right?"
"... I don't know about Deidara, but Sasori sure has been happier since Deidara came." Kakuzu replied.
"Hey, Kuzu..."
"Hm?"
"Why do you kiss me all the time?" Hidan asked quietly.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. I don't kiss you all the time." Kakuzu flushed.
"Just before. That kiss on the cheek. Christmas, under the mistletoe..." Hidan found he could no longer continue without turning bright red.
"... Why do you think I kissed you... and that mistletoe doesn't count." Kakuzu retorted.
"Is it because you care about me?" He asked curiously.
"I suppose you could say that... Also... I think I'm-" He went silent as he saw his father pull into the driveway.
"Hey boys! Big celebration tonight!" He boasted, holding up bags of groceries, "Thanks to Jack, I got a new job."
"Really?" His son was wide-eyed and opened mouth, "What's the job?" He looked happy to Hidan.
"It's nothing big but it will do." He said simply, "Now who wants liver and ribs?"
Both boys jumped to their feet with a cheer and followed the man inside. Kisame, in the bushes still, froze when the man glanced in his direction. Once he looked away, Kisame scampered away and over to his house, pulling out his cell phone that Itachi had bought him. Itachi arrived shortly after the call, out of breath and Kisame rose a brow, curious.
"Sasori and Deidara were running all over the park and then I came running home. iWater/i." He demanded.
Kisame laughed and handed him the cup he was previously drinking. Itachi chugged it without a second thought. He set the emptied cup down on Kisame's desk and pulled out his notepad.
"So, any progress with Kakuzu and Hidan?" He inquired of his blue friend.
"I think Kakuzu was about to tell him something important when his father pulled up." He answered, "Hidan had asked why Kakuzu kissed him."
"Which kiss? There were..." He turned a page in his notepad, (I actually reread the whole story, looking for these) "Hidan kissed Kakuzu's cheek first and then the Christmas kiss on the forehead. Finally that peck on the cheek, again from Kakuzu... Only three times. Two being from Kakuzu."
"How did you know about their first kiss? You weren't there and neither was I."
"I have my ways, as you know, Kisame." Itachi smirked.
"I think we can add a second kiss from Hidan, on the lips." Kisame smirked.
"What? When?" The smaller gaped, flipping through his book.
"That time when Hidan refused to eat before the middle school dance. Hidan and him were inches from each other, both blushing." The blue boy explained.
"Damn... If one escaped my notice... then how many more could there have been?" Itachi frowned, "I fail as a detective!" He cried, flinging himself to Kisame's bed, earning a laugh from its owner.
"No you don't, love."
He froze as Itachi slowly rose his head from the comforter. Kisame gulped then looked away when those black eyes met his pale eyes.
"W-What did you say?" He asked, eyes still wide.
"It was nothing, Itachi." Kisame was feeling heated now.
"Kisame-"
"Itachi-san! Phone!" Saved by the mother.
–
Kakuzu and Hidan sat on the elder's bed, the latter rubbing his full belly. Kakuzu blushed, watching as this action pulled his shirt up. Hidan became discomforted by the staring but when his eyes met Kakuzu's he smirked. The teenager was surprised when he took off his shirt entirely.
"I don't like shirts. They're so damn constricting, y'know?" He sat up and flung his shirt at the startled brunette.
"I'm going to kill you." He growled, flinging the shirt across the room before pouncing on Hidan.
The motion sent the pair crashing to the floor. Hidan grunted as Kakuzu pinned him, smirking triumphantly. In a flash, his knee went up and Kakuzu rolled off, holding his gut. At least his groin had been spared this time. He glared at his friend as the preteen got to his feet, flopping down on the bed.
"What the hell?" Kakuzu panted, pulling himself up to join him.
"You started it." Hidan laughed, snuggling under the covers.
"Like hell I did." He huffed, pulling off his shirt as well. "Scoot over."
Hidan obliged with a laugh, eying the tan torso. He was pleased and confused to find a lacking of recent wounds. He reached out, without thinking a traced a familiar scar that led from his armpit to his navel. Kakuzu gave an involuntary shiver and grabbed his hand.
"Don't do that." He huffed, pulling the sheets up in order to lay next to Hidan.
"That happened so long ago... before I left." He murmured, still staring at the other.
"I heal slow." He responded, switching the lamp off.
"I heal fast." He smirked in the darkness then shivered. "Shit... is a window open or somethin'?"
"Broken, actually." He reached up and pulled the curtain aside; his bed was right next to the window which was poorly blocked by a few pieces of cardboard, "My dad got really mad one night while you were gone. He was shouting about 'faggots, gays' and so on." He felt Hidan tense but continued, "Apparently... some guy had tried to take advantage of his drunken self at a bar."
"Why take something stupid as that out on you? The shitfaced bastard." Hidan spat.
"... He found something in my room. It was a note from one of my old friends." He refused to tell Hidan more details and instead pulled him close.
"Kakuzu...?" He tensed but Kakuzu ignored it, "Which friend?"
"Don't worry about it Hidan. It wasn't your fault." He murmured, becoming drowsy from the oddly soothing smell of hair gel. "I should have hid your note with the mask."
Hidan's heart skipped a beat, realizing it iwas/i his fault. He curled up, closer to Kakuzu. The teenager had already fallen asleep, holding his closest friend close to his heart. Eventually Hidan managed to fall into an uneasy slumber, dreaming of Kakuzu and his father.
–
The following morning, Kakuzu and Kisame were woken early by a call from Zetsu and Tobi. Kakuzu groaned and rolled away from a groggy Hidan. Kisame sat up, glancing at his still-sleeping guest on the floor. They both picked up their phones at four o'clock in the morning and growled.
"What the hell do you want?"
"Next weekend. Our house. Bob and Ash are out." Zetsu informed Kakuzu.
"Party at my house this weekend!" Tobi informed Kisame.
"... I hate you." They replied before hanging up. Kakuzu's arm wrapped back around Hidan and Kisame joined Itachi on the floor.
–
The next weekend, Kisame and Kakuzu found themselves outside a large house belonging to none other than Bobby and Ashley. Zetsu and Tobi stood on the front porch to greet them. They had been taken in by the two when they were in middle school.
"Ash and Bob are gone for the weekend... something about a family reunion." Zetsu explained, leading them inside.
Inside, the hallways were filled with portraits and photos. There was a large tv in the living room with many seats for guests. Tobi scampered over to one of the loveseats and waited for Zetsu to sit before diving into his lap. Kisame and Kakuzu took recliners nearby.
"Now what?" Kakuzu grumbled; they had both canceled their visit to the daycare and they had a feeling Hidan and Itachi would be upset.
"I dunno. What do you idiots feel like doing?"
"Let's play a game!" Tobi shouted, head colliding—painfully—with Zestu's jaw.
"Shit! That hurt..." He hissed, "I'm gonna eat you!"
"Eep! T-Tobi's sorry..." Tobi cried, cowering behind Kisame. "T-Tobi's a good boy?"
"What game do you want to play?" Zetsu sighed in defeat.
"Dude, you're always so forgiving of him. It's so cute." Kisame grinned.
"Did the big bad shark use the word cute?" Zetsu gaped, "bI believe he did./b"
"Yeah, he's gotten real funny since Itachi slept over on Sasori's birthday." Kakuzu snickered.
"And what about you with Hidan?" Kisame retorted, defensive.
"That is completely-"
"I know you love him."
"Wha-? W-Wait a minute! What the hell brought this up all of a sudden?" He cried, failing to hide his embarrassment.
"Aww!~ Kakuzu-san's in l-o-v-e!" Tobi giggled, tackling Zetsu.
"I-I am not." He stuttered as his three friends began to crowd him.
"What did you two do after Sasori and Deidara's date?" Kisame asked.
"Nothing. We just wrestled then talked for a bit." He frowned.
"That's boring." Zetsu rolled his eyes.
"... I did get a boner after he left though..." Kakuzu said very softly.
"Oh... wow..." Zetsu snickered, his black personality taking over for a moment. "You should have jumped his bones then!"
"Fuck no!" Kakuzu snapped, turning pink in the face, "Hidan's probably traumatized now thanks to that pedophile jackass."
"Wait... what?" Kisame's jaw dropped along with Zetsu's.
"Never mind. It's nothing. Fine, I admit that I do love Hidan." He sighed, "I just don't know how to tell him."
"That's easy, Kakuzu-san!" Tobi jumped, "Ask what Zetsu asked Tobi!" He clung to Zetsu's arm, "'Tobi. You're mine.' and then you kiss him!"
"Seriously, Zetsu?" Kakuzu and Kisame shook their heads in mock disappointment.
"Shut up! Just tell him how you feel about him and see where it goes from there." Zetsu replied.
"Fine... I'll tell Hidan when Kisame tells Itachi."
"What? Hey, I never said-!" Kisame sighed in defeat then said, "Fine... though I was waiting for him to ask me."
"Pussy."
Lol. Random and rushed no? This is as good as I got though. I hope you liked. I'm so happy to have all your guys' support.
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