Bookworm: Okays, out of eight of the kittens, only two have been named. I haven't been given the chance to name them, but my mom did. Here they are: Bear and Turtle. Weird right X'P When they get older, imma take a picture and upload it to show all the nice readers.

Readers: YIPPEE!

Sasori rubbed his eyes tiredly as he leaned back in his chair. 'Finally,' He thought wheeling around to another desk where a vial of red liquid sat. 'It's done.'

Two weeks of non-stop hard work had finally paid off. He was worried during the move to another base that it was going to be dropped or something, but there it was, glimming over so inocently. It rested in the middle of seven other vials, all a rainbow of colors.

Taking a deep breath as he stood, the puppet exited his workshop and made his way to the kitchen to get a quick bite to eat. He still needed to run tests on his newly made poison and see just how effective it was. 'Hidan should be proud to test out my poisons.' He thought remembering the times he had to force the poison into the immortal's bloodstream. Whether it was by needle or food, he found a way to slip him the poison.

Might seem alittle cruel, but who else was there? Leader-sama was pissed when he had found out that Sasori had been using the animals and flipped out ordering him never to use them as test subjects (What a fucking tree hugger).

He wouldn't allow him to test animals, but he allowed him to test his poisons on Hidan, how weird is that? He wasn't complaining or anything, Hidan was a fine subject.

'Wow, I sound exactly like Orochimaru.' Sasori thought distastefully as his thoughts were interrupted by two orange haired kids (Yes, he considered them kids) tumbling down the hall in his direction, both locked in a wrestling match.

Becka managed to get ontop and sat on Mathew, only then was whne she noticed the puppet. "Sup woody, and where are you off to on this fine evening?"

"Kitchen," He replied, "Don't go into my workshop." He had left it open, but no one ever dared to enter in fear or facing his wrath, his poisons to be more specific.

Some of his poisons he used were torture devices. Some slowly ate up the inside of as to where others would cause delusions.

Mathew shoved her off, "Yeah yeah don't get a mugshot or whatever..." He muttered as he and Becka began to wrestled again.

Sasori rolled his eyes and continued on to the kitchen.

-Break-

Becka was in an epic battle against Mathew. She was strong and determined, but he was quick and willy. So they were having trouble due to the fact they evened out.

She was to wrapped up in the match, she didn't notice that they were in Sasori's workshop. Mathew sat up and held a hand up, "Didn't Sasori say something about his workshop?"

Becka shrugged, "I donno." She hadn't exactly heard what the puppet had said. Only the word kitchen struck a cord. "He said something about the kitchen though."

They both shrugged and sprung back into action. This was a battle she was not going to loose. Mathew was going down! He tried straddling her in an attempt to pin her, but she throw him off, knocking him into a desk.

The vials untop tipped over and a giant puff of colorful smoke filled the room.

-Break-

Sasori could tell something was wrong. He was currently standing down the hall with a bag of Majimori corn chips in his hands when a loud poof was heard followed by smoke tumbling out of his workshop.

'Becka and Mathew are dead!' He snarled inwardly as he stomped down the hall. The last of the smoke was clearing when he stormed into the room. He expected to see a nervous Mathew and a grinning Becka, but he found something much much worse.

Two small children.

The biggest of the two sat up and looked around. Her shirt along with the bra had slipped down revealing a flat chest. Light orange with a tint of blone was what he saw with scarcely familiar big dark blue eyes.

"Woah...what happened?" She turned her head to Sasori and chuckled nervously, "Sorry Sasori about the..." Her voice trailed off and she looked confused, "What's wrong with my voice? And why is it so cold..." Becka's voice trailed off once again as she looked down. "WHERE ARE MY BOOBS?"

Sasori face-faulted as the girl quickly covered up, her cheeks stained with red. "Sasori!" She squeaked, "Where are my boobs, and why is my voice so pitched?"

The buddle of clothes beside her started to squirm and there was a low whimper. Becka lifted the shirt and blinked, "WHY THE HELL IS MATHEW A BABY?" She hollored. The baby Mathew let out a startled cry at the loud noise and Becka quickly wrapped him in his shirt. He had short spikey light brown, almost blonde hair with the most greenist, chibiest, eyes Sasori had ever seen.

Now that she was standing up, her hair pooled down to her middle back. Her shirt hung off her and she was struggling to keep her shorts from falling. "Am I kid again or did I just shrink?" She asked, sounding rather calm.

Sasori rubbed his forehead, "You're a kid." This was going to be hard to explain to Leader-sama for sure.

"Hey Sasori?"

"What?"

"Can you leaned me your cloak, I sorta need to cover up."

"Put on Mathew's shorts."

"And what about a shirt?"

"You got nothing to hide now that you're flat." He chuckled as she puffed out her cheeks, "Fine, but you gotta turn around!"

Sasori rolled his eyes and faced the opposite direction. He stood there for a few moments before feeling a tug. There was Becka, wearing Mathew's shorts. Her shirt's sleeves had been tied around her neck and the shirt was covering her entire front.

"And what is so funny?" She demanded, stomping her foot. Mathew, who looked to be about a year old, was placed comfortably on her hip. Becka herself looked like she was five, maybe six.

Sasori shook his head, "Oh nothing nothing, lets go to Leader-sama's office to explain the situation. Do you want me to hold your hand?"

"Fuck off puppet!" Becka snapped pushing past him and storming out into the hallway. Wow, she was alot more short tempered.

Becka stormed down the hall with Mathew on her hip, bristling in fury. How dare Sasori say that! She was sooo going to doodle sharpie on his puppets later!

The child rounded the corner and bumped into someone's legs. Looking up, she came eye to eye with christmas colores.

"H-hi Kakuzu..." She said as Mathew crawled into the room. The masked man stared at her and two blush ovals appeared on his cheeks. His hands went under her armpits and he lifted her up to his level.

"Becka?"

She diverted her eyes, "So what if I am...?"

"You look...cute..."

Her head snapped back to him.

*Blu~sh*

Hidan poked his head out of the room with Mathew in his arms, saving Becka from the embaressing compliment. "Why is there a baby in..." His voice trailed off. "Let me rephrase: Why are there two gaki's in the base?"

"Because Becka and Mathew decided to play in the poison workshop." Came a scowl and rounding the corner entered Sasori. "This is a result of having poisons knocked over them."

"So this is Mathew..." The immortal said, holding Mathew under the armpits to his level like Kakuzu was doing to Becka, still. "Who'da thought he use to be blonde right?"

"He's not blonde, he's dirty blonde!" Becka growled, "Otherwise he'd look stupid!"

"And you're a strawberry blonde, hmm?" Came an amused voice. She was suddenly grabbed and was in the same position she was in with Kakuzu, except it was Deidara. "Let me guess, Danna's poison did this, yeah?"

She shook her head, "It can't be poison that did this, it has to be magic!"

Hidan held back a snort of laughter, "Magic? This isn't a fairytale!"

Becka ignored the zealot and wriggled, "Can you put me down please?" The bomber obeyed and set her down. "And Hidan, give me Mathew!"

After retrieving her little brother figure, she started to march away to Leader-sama's office, with half of the Akatsuki behind her. Two in which were gushing at her quote on quote 'cuteness'. She sighed inwardly as she knocked on Pein's door. This was going to be a long day that was for sure.

Bookworm: Are these effects temporary? Will they be forever? Wait 'till next update!

Deidara: -'_V

Bookworm: ^Blusher~