Ain't go shiz to say to except to enjoy the chapter!
-Time skip of 6 days-
Mathew lay dozing on the couch watching Tv. There wasn't anything worth watching. So far, out of like 300 channels, all of it was nothing but some bull crap about the weather and shiz.
Heaving a great sigh, he grabbed his notebook and went out to the kitchen. On the first day of him being here, he managed to hassle up a notebook and a few pencils to keep himself pre-occupied when bored.
Plopping down on one of the kitchen chair, Mathew began writing.
Day six at the Akatsuki lair:
So far everything's boring and everyone seems to keep their distance from me. Not sure if it were the questions I asked earlier, but all are definantly making it clear that they don't like me. Hidan seems alright. He seems to be the only one that doesn't mind talking to me. Tried making friends with Kisame, but after I asked about his parentage, he left with a huff. I have come to realize that it rains all the time here in Amegakure. There's no more pocky left and it will be a few days before Konan goes grocery shopping. How long will I be able to last in this base of criminals without my medication? Will I be able to survive Kakuzu's rape tenticales? This is Mathew C. Carpenter, November 10, 2011, 3:46 in afternoon.
After drawing alittle picture, Mathew closed the book and stared blankly out the window watching the rain pound against the glass. This writing was pretty short compared to the others, but he didn't care. He was probably going to write litte side notes anyway. He had wrote down all of the Akatsuki's personalities and eating habbits and what-not.
No it wasn't because he was stalker or anything, he called it 'obsessively over shadowing'.
"Yo little fucker." He heard Hidan tromping in towards one of the many cupboards. "Aren't you fucking suppose to be doing something?"
The boy snorted, "Yeah, I'm suppose to be outside doing the rain dance." He said rolling his eyes. Him and Hidan for some messed up reason clicked. After their first meeting, they hated each other, but that quickly changed. Both of them like to curse and piss off other people, so it was like Mathew had found him evil twin or something.
The immortal blinked at him, "Damn, if I were you, I'd be building up chakra or something instead of sitting there like a bitch writing down on the stupid ass journal."
"It isn't stupid asshole and whaaaa?"
The Jashinist pulled out a bag of BBQ chips and plopped down across from Mathew.
"Instead of sitting around and shit, meditate and build up fucking chakra or something." He ripped open the bag and shoved a handful of chips in his mouth.
Mathew frowned at him, "I don't have an ounce of chakra may I remind you."
"Then do fucking taijutsu!" Hidan growled, "That shit doesn't require chakra, you just gotta have physical energy or some shit like that."
"Intreasting...how do you do taijutsu?"
"Taijutsu is fucking done by directly accessing your fucking physical and mental energies. You need fucking stamina and strength to do taijutsu which is gained through alot of damn training." He looked pretty proud of himself for knowing that.
Mathew nodded as he wrote down what Hidan said on the back of the notebook,
"Kay, anything else I need to know?"
Hidan suddenly had that 'I'm fucking smart' look on his face, "Just start working out and shit."
Silence...
"So tell me about you god, Jashin."
It was always pretty intreasting to listen to Hidan rant on about his god and rituals and stuff. Mathew wasn't planning on becoming a Jashinist, but it was always good to have a back-up plan incase his religion failed him.
While listening to Hidan blabber on about his god, Mathew grabbed the bag of chips and took a handful for himself. God, it were times like these he wished he had his DS or playstation 2. If the Naruto world did posses such advanced technology, Mathew would probably be playing it right now with Hidan, kicking his ass of course. Crunching down on the mouthful of chips. Mathew wondered if he was going to ever see Konoha. It would be freaking awesome if he could. He'd ride on Akamaru through the streets and spay that Shino bastard with pestiside. He never liked Shino for some reason. Ever since he first saw Shino on Naruto, he had a hatred thing going for him. Maybe it was because he was a bug man, he'd never know.
Sighing inwardly, Mathew focused his attention back on Hidan.
Bookworm: *Get's on hands and knees and bows shamefully* TT_TT I'm sooo sorry this update was short and non-funny! I had a really bad brain blockage with this story and I haven't been able to remove the block yet.
