"And give a siiiiiiiiiign hit me baby one more time, yeah! My loneliness is killing me…"

"Oh my god! Shut the fuck up! I am going to come back there and personally kill you if you don't shut the hell up! Itachi wasn't really into Deidara's Britney Spears sing along. Of course, of all the Akatsukis he would be the one to have no shame in singing with Britney. The long ride to the beach house was almost over. The van would totally need a brake job when they got it back home. Zetsu was big on riding the brakes. Yes, the last 20 miles of the beach trip was the point when everyone nearly killed each other. Kisame was ready to knock Zetsu in the head because he was getting so car sick from his constant breaking. Deidara wanted to punch Sasori in the face because they always managed to get in some kind of stupid and pointless art argument. Now they were fighting over the stylistic techniques of Andy Warhol. Zetsu wanted to kill Itachi because he obviously didn't know how to read a road atlas and had gotten them lost 4 times. However, the time had come…the road to the beach house was in view. Everyone finally shut up.

"Oh my god! I can't believe we're almost there! As soon as we get unpacked I'm totally hitting the ocean and swimming like 4 miles!" Kisame declared from the back. At this point, it was 5:00 pm.

"Well, I'm unpacking and hitting the sand…I can't wait to get in the sand…sand…oh the sand…" Every time they went to the beach, Sasori always felt right at home on the beach. It reminded him of the Sand Country.

"I'm going to hit the beach to you know, 'scout'. Deidara you in?" Itachi asked. It was funny, he screamed at him one moment then invited him to do shit with him the next. Oh, and to clarify, the term scout meant watch the females and decide who they were going to invite up to the house for the party at the end of the week…or that night.

"I'm going to clip money saving coupons from all the tourist hot spot books that the housekeepers provide! I'm doing that on the beach of course." Zetsu said.

"Remember the time we went to the beach after I first joined Akatsuki, yeah? You all totally thought I was a girl until I wore something other than our robe, yeah!" Deidara said.

"Yes, I'll never forget that…unfortunately… because you weren't wearing anything!" Zetsu yelled. Finally, the van came to a screeching halt in front of the beach house. It was a nice place and the very best part is that was a 4 bedroom. Every year, Kisame and Zetsu agreed to stay in the same room so Sasori wouldn't kill Deidara and Itachi could get laid constantly. The all poured out of the band and began the tedious unpacking process. Sasori was in charge of unloading the booze that 'the leader' had sent with them. Zetsu unlocked the house and the place looked great. Itachi and Deidara were the last to unload their crap, since they brought the most. Zetsu had already zeroed in on the giant stack of magazines and coupon books.

"Sweet, the pool is ready we are so gonna score in there." Itachi had already assessed the entire house. It was also agreed that Sasori would make a liquor run before he came to the beach. Deidara soon emerged beach towel and colossal bag of reading material in hand.

"Okay, I'm ready, yeah. Come on Itachi." Itachi stared at him…he hated it that Deidara almost had a better body than him.

"Where did you get those trunks?" Itachi demanded.

"Calvin Klein Summer catalog pg. 41 letter C color smoked coal, yeah." Itachi rolled his eyes in jealous disgust.

"I get to wear them tomorrow those would look better on me and you know it." Itachi said.

Now the Akatsukis had arrived at their destination. The events of the evening aren't nearly as exciting as the events that happen when they have a full day to get in trouble and do completely idiotic things.