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Three more customers showed up while the older woman was still sorting through everything. All the prices had been successfully checked, however, Itachi thought some of the prices were too low and he went around adding 1's to various things.

"Deidara! You fool! What the hell's wrong with the white and green Hollister shirt?" Itachi wanted to know. "And why did you mark it…$2.00, yeah (by the way, any item Deidara marked, he wrote yeah after the price…go figure)." Deidara motioned Itachi over to him, he started whispering to him.

"Ooooooh….ooooooooooh….yeah that was a messy night." Deidara shook his head yes very quickly.

"Yes, Itachi it was, yeah. That's why I'm selling this, yeah."

"Well, mark it down to $1.50…that night was crazy…no wonder we put those sheets from that night in the yard sale too." Itachi said.

"Excuse me, sir? Can I pay you for this lovely ceramic mushroom?" the older woman asked.

"Tobi, plushy. Tobi plushy, Tobi plushy. Tobi plushy. Tobi plushy." Zetsu was...well…preoccupied.

"Okay, well I'll ask one of those other nice boys." The older woman said. She paid Sasori and left with the horrible looking ceramic mushroom.

"Alright, but listen that is a quality vacuum cleaner, seriously. If you don't believe me try it here on the driveway, really! $23.00 is as low as I'll go." Hidan was standing firm on his price for 'the leaders' vacuum cleaner. So, the skeptical woman decided to plug the vacuum in the socket in 'the leaders' garage and began sweeping the floor. Unfortunately, the woman caught an old Akatsuki robe in the vacuum cleaner.

"Oh shit! You're sucking it! You're sucking it!" Sasori yelled at the woman.

"Wow! This thing really sucks! I mean watch it go!" The woman was impressed by the fact that the vacuum had sucked up half the Akatsuki robe. She unplugged it and pulled the robe back out…it looked even worse than it did before.

"You know what; if you take the vacuum you can have that robe free, really." Hidan said.

"It's a deal!" The woman slapped $23.00 in Hidan's hand. Kakuzu was in charge of the yard sale 'banking'. "Um, is Zetsu okay, seriously?" Hidan asked Itachi. Itachi looked into the garage….

"Tobi, plushy. Tobi plushy, Tobi plushy. Tobi plushy. Tobi plushy."

"God…he really needs to get laid or find a hobby or quite being a PLANT!" Itachi yelled at him. "He's fine." Itachi answered.

"Well you see I'm pale blue because I'm shark-like." Kisame was explaining to a customer.

"So, are you for sale?" the man asked. Kisame's eye twitched and he felt a sweat drop form over his forehead.

"Umm…no…however I can make you a sweet deal on this handsome alarm clock that plays an Elvis medley at excruciatingly annoying volumes in the early morning hours. Look, Elvis gyrates his hips." Kisame was such a salesman.

"Wow! My mother-in-law has been looking for a clock like that! I'll give you $10.00 for that!" the man said.

"But the price is only marked…okay!" Kisame has made $7.00 off this sale.

Meanwhile back in the garage with less helpful Akatsuki members…

"Tobi, plushy. Tobi plushy, Tobi plushy. Tobi plushy. Tobi plushy." SO far everything at the yard sale had gone smoothly, Kakuzu was counting the money and they had already made $37.00 in 30 minutes.

"Hey, how much is this paperweight that says 'Akatsuki is the shit' my boss would love this! He's all about paperweights!"

"Oh that thing, $1.00….we have about 20 of those…it was a fundraiser gone horribly wrong." Sasori said with disgust in his voice that anyone would want those wretched things.

"What about these pencils that say 'Got Itachi'?" The man asked holding up a box.

"Once again, a fund raiser gone horribly awry… $3.50 for the box."

"Man! You all have the greatest office supplies! Oh my god! Binders…who's Orochimaru and why does he suck?" the man asked. The binders read 'Orochimaru you suck' on the front.

"Sir, I'll give you all our office supplies for $45.00 if you like." Sasori was getting a little frustrated explaining everything to him. The man screamed in delight.

"Even the mouse pad with the red clouds on it?"

"Yes, even the mouse pad." The man handed Sasori $45.00 and he smiled as the horrid office products left the yard sale.

"Okay, I assure you, these pants will fit him." Now, it was Itachi's turn to make a sale.

"Hmmm…I don't know, my son is about your size."

"Listen, your son may be my size, but look at me. Now, honestly, does he have all this?" Itachi looked at the woman who was obviously at least 10 years older that him and didn't really care how hot Itachi was. The woman thought a moment.

"Well, you are pretty."

"Oh, ma'am…I know. Now, see the blonde over there trying to demo the salad shooter for that man? Now do you think I'm better looking than him?" The woman thought again.

"Well… Um…I really don't care so… my son can wear these. I'll them."

"Great! $35.00 seven pair at $5.00 a piece, you got a bargain. You have a great day!" Itachi said, but then he realized it wasn't like him to tell someone to have a great day. The next thing that was heard was Deidara screaming because he got his hair caught in the salad shooter…that's why the salad shooter ended up in the yard sale to begin with…