Or maybe not.
You choose : believe the nice little lie or be suspicious of me for the rest of your life.
Anyway, this is, perhaps, my longest chapter.
Your voice of Reason.
Hidan and Kisame sat on the couch, watching T.V.
The show they were both watching, The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron, had greatly angered Hidan.
"Damned kid believes in evolution..." Hidan said, shaking his head.
"I believe in evolution." Kisame remarked, thinking it would do no harm to share his own religion with his friend, a religious psychopath. Poor, poor Kisame had not been born that bright.
"GODLESS HEATHEN!!!" Came Hidan's screech.
"Geez, Hidan, it's not a big de-"
"YOU ATHEIST!!!!"
"Jesus Christ..."
"Who?"
"No one."
"GODLESS HEEEEEEEEEEEEEATHEN!!!" And with that, Kisame ran and Hidan chased him with a fairly large butcher's knife in his hand.
"Itachi?" Deidara asked, walking into the medium-sized apartment that Kisame shared with Itachi in their base.
"Yeah?" Came his response, and Deidara looked to see that he was sitting in a very large black chair, legs crossed, a book in his lap, a lamp turned on and beside him, with... with...
"Are you wearing glasses, un?"
Sparing a glance towards Deidara, Itachi turned it into a glare, but then turned back to his book. "Yes, I am wearing glasses, what did you want?"
"Have you seen Hidan?"
"No."
"Aren't you worried, un?"
"I think it's a change for the better."
Deidara nodded, plopping himself on the couch next to Itachi's chair. He, too, crossed his legs.
Itachi looked at him with a confused expression. "Why do you think all uke's cross their legs?"
"You're uke?!" Deidara asked incredulously.
"... Aren't you?"
The blonde took on a smug grin. "Nope, un."
"GODLESS HEATHEN! Don't make me shank you!!" Came a voice from outside.
"WHERE IN SEVEN HELLS DID YOU EVEN GET THAT THING (1)?!" Came another.
"OH, AND I SUPPOSE YOU BELIEVE THERE ARE SEVEN NOW!"
"NOOOO!!"
Itachi cocked his head ever so slightly. "That sounded like Kisame..."
"Better go get him before they neuter him." Deidara said nonchalantly, but Itachi's face took on a paniced expression.
"NEVER!!!"
Sasori walked out of the closet and yawned before he opened the door to look down the hall. "WHO THE HELL'S MAKING ALL THE NOISE?! I WAS FUCKING SLEEPING!!"
He vaguely heard Kisame's voice answer him back. "Puppet's don't need any fucking sleep!"
"DON'T BE HATIN' ON THE FAT KID" He screamed back.
There sat the devil...
His face, masked...
Hid body, cloaked...
His eyes, red and hateful...
"Damn you..." He whispered to the dark. It had been his friend since he was little, and he always wondered why it never left him, like all of his other friends had. "Why...?" He questioned it. He treated it like shit, but it never left him.
Suddenly, the room was filled with a bright light, and Zetsu walked in. "WAKE UP, TOBI-CHAN!!!" He screamed.
Tobi's entire body jumped and he took on a happy attitude. "HANA-KOI!!!"
Zetsu looked at the bed, then frowned and took out a knife. "GODDAMN IT, I TOLD YOU NO RABBITS IN BED!!"
"Is Hana-koi going to hurt Tobi?" He asked, smiling sheepishly.
"Not like it matters to you..." He said, walking towards the Uchiha while muttering, "Fucking masochist..."
"HIDAN, STOP IT, REALLY, PLEASE!!"
"NEVER, YOU GODLESS HEATHEN!!"
"PLEASE, USE THE SCYTHE INSTEAD, IT'S DULL!!"
"MY SCYTHE IS DULL?!"
"NO, I DIDN'T MEAN TO OFFEND, REALLY, PLEASE!!"
"IN THE NAME OF JAAAAAASHIN!!!"
"NOOOOOOOO!!!"
Tobi put on a wide grin, but Zetsu didn't see.
Later that night, Itachi had his hands on Kisame's clothed groin.
But they were glowing green.
"Itachi-san..."
"Hn?"
"You'll stay with me, right?"
"..."
"Right?!"
"He only kicked you really hard."
(1) He's referring to the knife.
Nara : Whew.
Editor : You're tired?
Nara : Hell no, I'm just bored.
Editor : Ah.
Tobi : TOBI WANT EAT EDITOR-SAMA!!!"
Nara : If you do, I'll destroy 'Hana-koi'.
Zetsu : Don't do it Tobi, I'm afraid of her.
Tobi : Wimp.
Nara : Masochist.
Editor : Heartless bitch.
Nara : Thank you.