"Hey, Tobi, hurry up!" Hidan called one had on his hip, the other raised by his mouth as he yelled.
Tobi didn't answer. He was studying the front window of a shop, his lips pursed and eyebrows together behind his mask. He tapped his foot on the sidewalk as he thought, ignoring Hidan.
"Oye, you dork!" Tobi jerked his head up. Hidan was giving the teen the death glare, but Tobi didn't care. He waved Hidan over, jerking his hand towards the store he was in front. Hidan growled loud enough for Tobi to hear, even though he was more than ten feet away from the silver haired teen, but complied and walked over.
"What the fucking hell is it now?" the albino demanded, crossing his arms over his chest and paying absolutely no attention to the shop, a remarkable feat because the store was playing heavy metal that was causing parents to cross the street with their children and little old grannies to mutter about the good old days when no one in their right minds would listen to such awful noise.
"Hidan sempai, what shop is this?" Tobi asked, pointing at the shop and the many, may people milling around inside it, pulling jeans and shirt off the shelves and holding them up to the light. Hidan shot him a confused look, silver eyes wide.
"Can't you read the name?" he asked in confusion, running a hand through his silvery, shining hair.
"Well, it's written in swirly writing, and Tobi can't read that kind of writing very well yet, so no, Tobi can't, Hidan sempai," Tobi said cheerfully, turning his eyes on his albino friend.
Hidan gave him a "look". His lavender eyes were narrowed, his mouth pursed and his thin, delicate eyebrows were drawn together. His head was cocked to the side, his silver hair falling over one of his pale, thin shoulders.
"What is it, Hidan sempai?" Tobi asked.
"You're a fucking idiot," Hidan said brusquely, turning back to the shop. "This is Hot Topic."
"Ooo! Ooo! Itachi sempai's favorite shop, right?" Tobi asked, jumping up and down. Hidan rolled his eyes at the excited teen.
"Yes, it's that bastard's favorite shop. Now come on, the others are gonna fucking leave us," Hidan growled, grabbing Tobi's arm and dragging the teen away from the shop.
As the albino dragged him behind him, yelling at Kakuzu to slow the fuck down, Tobi's tiny brain began formulating a evil plan.
"Kukukukuku....." Tobi cackled to himself as he picked open the back door. He had already silenced the alarm; he knew nothing would bother him from his task.
He smiled as he pushed the door open, entering the quiet and dark store. It looked so different at night....He twisted around and grabbed his red wagon, pulling it inside and setting one of the many plastic washtubs on the floor. He straighten, and began digging through his wagon, muttering under his breath all the while.
"Where did Tobi put it....ah ha!' he triumphantly held up a small ziploc bag, which was full of packages of various colors of dye. Humming to himself, Tobi opened the bag, digging blindly through it until he'd grabbed one, pulling it out and ripping it open. He dumped the powder in the tube, then grabbed one of his many, many water bottles.
Tobi quickly unscrewed the cap and let it fall to the floor. He dumped the water in the tub, setting his water bottle down and grabbing a stick. He began to stir the two together as his red and black eyes scanned the shop.
"What should Tobi start with....."
Hidan grumbled as he tripped a pair of jeans lying in the hallway of his small apartment. Hidan lived on his own, at the far reaches of town in a small but nice apartment complex.
His parents had disowned him years ago, and Hidan had been his own ever since. He was used to it though. At least his dear daddy sent money every week, to keep him out of his life if nothing.
He was dressed, and meeting up with his friends in less than twenty minutes, so the albino to skip breakfast and just buy something downtown.
Sighing, he opened his apartment door, shutting it behind him and locking it shut. He ran a hand through his hair as he stumbled towards the stairwell.
Opening the main door, Hidan blinked hard as his eyes tried to adjust to the sudden change in lighting. The silver haired teen placed one hand over his eyes as they adjusted, squinting and grumbling under his breath.
The teen started off for downtown at a brisk pace, which soon broke into a jog.
"Oi, Hidan!" A voice called. Hidan looked up to see Kakuzu waving at him, a newspaper in one hand. Hidan smiled briefly as he walked over to his friend.
"What's up, Kuzu?" he asked, snagging the newspaper from the miser.
"Don't call me Kuzu. And who said you could take my newspaper?"
"I did. Where are all the other bastards?" Hidan asked, eyes scanning the front page.
"They're not here yet, Hidan," the miser replied, shaking his black hair out of his eyes. "Give that back."
"Neh, don't feel like it," Hidan muttered absently, flipping the page over. All of a sudden, his eyes grew wide. Kakuzu noticed this, and frowned at his friend.
"What is it?"
Hidan shook his head, eyes still wide. His mouth was dropped open in his shock. "He did not...."
"Who did not do what?" Kakuzu asked, grabbing the paper back from Hidan and looking down at the article his friend had been reading.
HOT TOPIC BROKEN INTO; CLOTHING RUINED it read. Underneath the headline and story, there were a few pictures of the ruined clothes, dyed shocking shades of hot pink, vivid orange, light lavender, electric blue and lime green. The holes on the clothes had been sewed back up, the ripped hems fixed. Even the belts and gloves had been dyed.
"Wait...Hidan, do you know who did this?" Kakuzu asked, looking back up at his still shocked friend. At the sound of his name, Hidan jerked his head up and gave Kakuzu a bemused look
"Isn't it obvious?" he asked, smirking.
"Uh...no?"
Hidan laughed before replying, "It was Tobi!"
"How can you tell that?" Kakuzu asked, folding the newspaper up.
"Because look," Hidan said, grabbing the paper back and flipping it open. "Tobi's favorite colors are orange and pink, right?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Well, the majority of the clothing is fucking dyed either pink or orange. And if you actually read the dammed article, you'll see that they say that the store's cameras picked up images of a bastard with black hair and and dammed orange mask."
Hidan smiled triumphantly as he folded the paper back up and handed it back to a bemused Kakuzu. The miser took it without a word.
"So let me get this straight," the banker said finally. Hidan raised an eyebrow at him, but let him continue.
"So Tobi broke into Hot Topic."
"Correct," Hidan said, grinning.
"And he dyed the clothes."
"Correct."
"And now Tobi's probably gonna get sued for all that ruined property."
"Hell yeah. But more importantly, he should worry about that dammed bastard Itachi."
"Why?" Kakuzu asked, confused. Hidan grinned at him, teeth flashing in the bright sunlight.
"Simple. Hot Topic's that weasel's favorite store."
Author's Comments: I'm so spamming you now.
Yes, this is the story of how Tobi got banned from Hot Topic. Usagi and I wanted to write it out, so here it is.
Please do not try to understand how my brain works, it will make your own go boom.