The next morning me and Hidan left to go to Itachi's. When we got there we saw to police cars outside. Hidan parked a little further down the road and we went to the door.

"Come in." Said Itachi as he opened the door and stepped aside. We walked in and saw that Kakuzu, Sasori and Kisame were already there. In the corner Sasuke was talking to one of the policemen.

"So-" I started but was interrupted by a policeman.

"Excuse me but I'm going to need all of your names and addresses." Hidan glared at him.

"What the hell? You don't fucking think we're involved-"

"Hidan, shut the hell up and answer the questions if you can." Ordered Kakuzu, they both received weird looks. The policeman coughed and started asking all our names and that kind of shit. We also had the 'what were you doing when it happened' question.

"I was doing my accounts." Answered Kakuzu, the policeman took a quick note of it and turned to Kisame.

"I was on the phone with a friend."

"His name?" Inquired the policeman, Kisame's face looked slightly saddened.

"Why do you automatically assume it was a guy?" He asked, the policeman shrugged and asked for the name again. It turned out it was Zetsu, apparently he'd got himself a phone but because of his incessant arguing with himself, it ended up falling, and breaking, on the floor.

"What about you?" Asked the policeman, turning to me.

"I was with Hidan, dying of boredom." I answered pointing at Hidan. The policeman frowned slightly.

"And you two are -"

"Siblings, yes." I said, before he has a chance to get it wrong. He then turned to Sasori.

"I was at home." He answered.

"Doing?"

"Nothing, I didn't have any electricity." Apparently policemen don't like vague answers such as 'nothing'.

"Well you must have been doing something." He insisted, Sasori frowned, and pushed his hair back with his hand, revealing quite a deep cut on his forehead. The policeman nodded, satisfied with the evidence and finished interrogating the others.

We were all hoping Dei would be late enough to miss the police, if he came in now and started talking about blowing shit up they'd take him to prison, or a mental institute.

At that moment the doorbell rang, Itachi opened the door and Dei came in. The police instantly started asking for his name, he obviously hadn't seen the news and was totally confused. We all exchanged looks, when they asked him about what he meant by art. Dei opened his mouth to answer, and I did the first thing I could think of.

"Dei, don't you even say hello to me anymore?" I asked walking till I was in front of him, before he could answer I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. He gave me a startled look and I pulled away just enough to speak.

"Play along, and whatever you do, don't mention explosions, got it?" I whispered so only he could hear, he nodded and put an arm around my waist. The policeman behind us coughed loudly, demanding attention, we pulled away.

"So, you were saying something about art, right?" He asked Dei nodded, I nudged him slightly.

"Yeah, you know painting and stuff, un." Answered Dei, I glanced over to the others, they all looked relieved, but I think I caught Sasori throwing Dei a dirty look.

"Is that even possible without electricity?" Inquired the policeman; I glanced at Dei worried about what he would say next.

"I had a flashlight, un." He answered smirking, the policeman nodded and walked away towards the captain.

"You're not a bad kisser, un." Said Dei, smirking at me. I glared at him.

"Fuck. Off." His smirk widened, I roll my eyes. He was about to say something else but was interrupted.

"Why the hell won't you listen to me?" Shouted Sasuke.

"Look, you're brother had no reason to do such a thing, besides you told us yourself he was here when it happened, didn't you?" Said the captain, trying to calm him down, but the opposite happened.

"I know he did it, he killed them!" Insisted Sasuke, glaring daggers at his brother.

"I know you're upset Sasuke, but that's no reason to blame it on me." Said Itachi. The policemen exchanged glances.

"Let's get going, we'll call you if anything comes up." Spoke the captain as he left followed by his subordinates. Sasuke also walked over to the door, he turned briefly, glaring at Itachi.

"I'll get you for this, I swear you'll regret ever having been born." He spat. Itachi gave him a bored look.

"I doubt you can do that, but if you do manage I guess I'll find out what it's like to be you, huh?" Answered Itachi. Sasuke's eyes lit up in rage, but he kept his temper under control and walked out, slamming the door.

"Is someone gonna tell me what happened, and what the hell was the police doing here, un?" Asked Dei, looking at us expectantly.

"Itachi's family got blown up last night." Said Kakuzu, I saw Sasori glance at Itachi, who nodded.

"By him." Added Sasori. I stared at him, wide eyed, at Itachi who didn't make any move to say it wasn't true. Dei looked just as shocked as I was.

"What did you use, un? And if you wanted to blow them up you should of asked me, it's my job, yeah!" Shouted Dei. Okay, obviously that's the only thing that bothers him, not the fact that Itachi killed a good 30 people.

"Your bomb, for the last mission in the Mist, I just recreated it." Answered Itachi, as if it were the most obvious and normal thing in the world.

"But you only saw the end of the construction, and I didn't even explain anything. It's not possible that you-" Dei was interrupted by Itachi.

"I only need to see things once to remember them, Deidara."

"Wait a minute, I need to get this straight, you killed your whole family except for your brother last night, right?" I asked turning to Itachi, who nodded, they all looked at me like they were expecting me to run away crying or something.

"Damn, why didn't I come up with that idea first?" I cursed, they all looked at me in shock.

"What?" I asked. They shook their heads while smirking. We stayed there for lunch since Itachi had just inherited the house, and left shortly after eating.

When we got back to the house, I realized I had no fucking idea where my passport was. I search through my room, and pretty much everywhere (apart from Hidan's room, since if it was in there it would be shredded by now anyway), the only place left was the attic. I bet no one's been up there for at least three years.

"Oi, Hidan." I said, peeking into his room.

"What?" He asked in an irritated tone.

"I'm going up to the attic, if I'm not down in two hours it's cause I died of inhaling too much dust." He nodded and said something like 'sure, now get out of my fucking room'.

I went up the steep stairs up to the attic, took a deep breath and walked in. As I had predicted there was a thick coat of dust over everything. I started with a pile of important looking stuff. I lifted the lid up and was attacked by a cloud of dust. I coughed and got up putting my hand against a non-fix bookshelf in the process and a very heavy box landed on my head.

After a lot of loud swearing, I finally got around to examining the offending object. It was a box of photos, containing everything from school, to birthdays, the lot.

I pulled one out at random; it was a group photo from school. Hidan must have been about eight on it. I was about to discard it when I saw bright red hair. I looked at it a bit closer: no doubt about it, that was Sasori. He was so damn cute as a kid; I'm keeping that one for later use.

The next one was a photo of a very dizzy Hidan; it wasn't a very clean picture. I think I took that; I must have been about three at the time. It was when I told him he'd be able to fly if he put his finger in a socket. He did it, to be honest I have no idea how he survived it, but I think that's why his brain's grilled.

No, come to think of it if had had a brain before hand he wouldn't have believe he would be able to fly if he put his hand in a high voltage socket.

The next one was a picture of me on my seventh birthday; it was great until Hidan pushed me out of the second story window. Luckily I landed on a bush before I hit the ground and got away with just a broken arm. Of course I got revenge, on his ninth birthday I put pink hair dye in his shampoo and with his hair being bleached, it took effect immediately. I was going to go for a physical injury, but he would've enjoyed it.

"Akari!" Shouted Hidan from downstairs.

"What?" I shout back, being to lazy to get up.

"Dinner!" Answered Hidan. Wow, already? I looked at my phone; I've been up here for nearly two hours. And still no passport, damn.

I went downstairs for dinner, and then back up to the attic to have another attempt at finding my passport. After another useless two hours of searching I gave up and went downstairs. Hidan was already in front of the TV, holding onto the remote like he'd die if he let go.

"What were you looking for up there anyway?" He asked, briefly looking at me before returning his gaze to the screen.

"Passport." I answered shortly, letting myself drop onto the couch. He looked at me with a smirk on his face. I was ready to run for my life when he pointed behind him.

"The maid put them on the table yesterday." He said and I glared at him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked pissed that I'd wasted over four hours of my day looking for something that had already been found.

"You didn't ask." Answered Hidan, still smirking. I guess he's right, plus I'm too tired to put up a fight anyway.

A/N: Sorry for the very long wait, I got a really bad cold, fever and all so I couldn't so much as glance as a computer screen for a week.

Thanks for all your reviews, they're really cool, hope you liked the chapter even though I had to rush it a bit it's longer than usual.