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In the baking aisle, Kisame was pondering the cooking oil. There were several sizes of plastic containers of cooking oil. There were giant sizes, smaller value sizes, cooking oil with Spanish instructions for use, English instructions for use, funny there were no containers marked with Japanese instructions… Kisame examined all the cooking oil options.

"Whoa!" an older woman standing beside Kisame.

"Yes, my skin is blue, I get that a lot." Kisame said to her.

"No, it's not that. You're nail polish is just so perfectly shiny!" she commented.

"Oh thanks, Chanel." Kisame answered blushing. He explained to the woman that he was looking for cooking oil for his leader.

"Does this…leader…fry a lot?" the woman asked.

"Well…not really, he's more of a sauté kind of man." Kisame said. 13 questions later the woman chose the appropriate cooking oil for Kisame. Thrilled with his decision, he hurried off to meet Itachi in notebook paper.

"Damn it! Wide-ruled, college ruled, loose leaf, spiral bound. Damn him! I hate super centers!" Itachi whined. It was only a few moments later that a gorgeous onyx haired female joined him in the notebook paper isle. Itachi was no longer looking at notebook paper…

"Hi, I'm Itachi." He said to her.

"Um…hi….can I ask you something?" She bit her lip.

"Yes, I'm single." Itachi said winking.

"Oh, okay. Well that's nice, but can you help me pick out notebook paper?" she asked. Itachi was thrilled.

"I'm good at this." Itachi said walking over beside her. Now, it should be made known that Kisame had gotten sidetracked on his way to the school/office supplies where Itachi was. He had somehow gotten himself into the magazine and book section and he was like a small child in a toy store. He had stacked up at least 25 magazines in his arms with the cooking oil on top. Some of his title selections included 'In Style', 'Modern Bride (he liked the reception ideas)', 'Us', 'O (Oprah's magazine', 'Newsweek', and 'Seventeen'. He had gotten into a fight with a man over the last copy of National Geographic (It was the ocean life issue) and his shouting had caused an infant to cry and a mother to curse at him for making her infant cry. Now, he was on his way to notebook paper.

"Itachi! You're supposed to be choosing notebook paper! You can't make-out in Wal-Mart!" Kisame yelled over his stack of magazines.

"Okay, so you have my number, call me you can come to one of our parties!" Itachi said as the girl left him and Kisame alone. Itachi scowled at Kisame and grabbed the first stack of notebook paper he could get a hold of. Kisame and Itachi were off to find Zetsu who was looking for rippled potato chips and who also had the buggy at this point. However, they didn't make it to the chips aisle at all. They heard a scream coming from the shampoo/personal hygiene aisle…other customers didn't appreciate the screaming.

"Itachi! Itachi, come here, yeah!" Itachi had never seen Deidara's eyes light up this much.

"Itachi! Look! Look, yeah! Shampoo….FOR BLONDES! By John Frieda Salons, yeah!" Deidara was shaking with excitement. "See, see…look Itachi it says here: 'brightens, lightens, and excites even the dullest blondes providing the shiniest shine yet, yeah." Deidara was indeed shining now.

"It's going to take much more than shampoo to brighten that blonde…" Kisame whispered to Itachi. Itachi rolled his eyes.

"Deidara…" he paused when he caught sight of the shampoo designed specifically for dark hair. He shoved a woman out of the way.

"Deidara! Shampoo for dark hair, oh my god!" Now they were both screaming. "Deidara…I'm getting a little too excited…look…the prices they're even rolled back to save you more!" And so Itachi made Kisame hold the notebook paper, the magazine and the cooking oil while he and Deidara raided the hair care products and we're not talking just shampoo….shampoo, conditioner, anti-frizz serum, comb in conditioner, volumizer spray, split-end treatment…

Zetsu had decided on the giant 'econo bag' of ripples potato chips (the bags that say super size on them) however, he was second guessing whether or not 'the leader' wanted plain potato ships or one of the 'flavors'. Itachi, Deidara, and Kisame appeared with magazines, hair care products, and the stuff on the 'leader's list'. It was only now that Deidara remembered that he never got the Tic Tacs and so off he went again.

"Sorry, Zetsu we got sidetracked." Kisame said. He didn't seem to care because he had gotten sidetracked himself. In the buggy already he had a sheet cake that had been 'rolled back' to 7 dollars and at least 12 pair of socks, 4 pair of boxers, celery, trash bags.

"God I had forgotten how much ass Wal-Mart kicked. Except when I was in the socks and underwear section I kind of knocked over a display case…is that bad?" Zetsu asked.

"Did anyone see it?" Itachi asked.

"It fell on some guy." Zetsu said.

"Well, if anyone asks….Orochimaru did it." Itachi said. Zetsu felt relieved. It was time to check on Hidan and the oranges…