Sorry for the long delay, I've been out of town for a while and I've been so busy lately. Enjoy the new chapter!
"I'm scared….Hidan I'm scared!" Kakuzu clung to Hidan.
"You're a dumbass, do you just not do well in any social situation that involves attractive women, really?" Hidan asked agitated.
"Well, it's just that…" Kakuzu was interrupted by the front door opening…it was none other than Domink Savice himself, Deidara's ultra trendy, ultra high class, ultra gorgeous father…
"Oh…my…god…." Kisame's jaw had dropped open at the sight of the thirty-something year old man who was responsible for bringing Deidara into the world. Kisame wasn't certain whether to smack him for having such a stupid son, or ask him why he smelled so good.
"Daddy!" Dana ran to the door and threw her arms around her father.
"Oh! Hi baby!" Dominik squeezed his daughter.
"Dad!" Deidara was close behind Dana. Dominik released his daughter.
"Deidara! Son, I have got to tell you; the pictures you and your friend took for that magazine shoot were gorgeous, yeah! Son, you looked amazing, yeah!"
"Oh my god dad, do you really think so, yeah?"
"Well, let's just say there are a lot of guys and girls in Italy that want to sleep with you and your dark haired friend now, yeah."
"Wow dad! That is like so….reassuring if I ever need someone to sleep with, yeah." Deidara answered. It was then that Deidara realized he needed to introduce his father to Akatsuki. He had met Itachi one other time and so he was the only one Dominik actually knew. Zetsu, Kisame, and Tobi was still trying to get over the fact that Deidara and his father looked so much alike. They realized that they were all surrounded by blondes at this point. However, just when things in the Iwagakure home couldn't get any more far out….they did. Deidara's beautiful mother emerged in her new Thanksgiving attire. Kakuzu fainted into the floor upon seeing her. She was wearing her 'little black dress' and little was quite the understatement…and the welcome home kiss she gave her husband was most definitely not for the G rated audience.
"Dominik, Dana and me made some Thanksgiving dinnuh, you want some, yeah?" Diana asked her arms hanging around her husband's neck.
"You made dinner, yeah? God, how'd you do it darling, yeah?"
"It's easy, me and Dana went to the grocery store and bought the stuff pre made…well except for that damn turkey, yeah." And so Diana began to pass around the drinks she had whipped up and carved more meat off the turkey. Now, since Sasori knew Deidara's parents better than anyone else, he immediately struck up conversation with Dominik.
"Wow! Diana! These are the best screwdrivers ever, seriously." Hidan said.
"Oh, thanks, hon. Just a little something I learned in Brooklyn, yeah." She answered. Kakuzu was still passed out in the floor and Zetsu and Kisame were looking at Diana and Dominik's wedding album, which they had found underneath one of the living room tables. Itachi had a football game on the TV, but since he didn't know shit about football and since Dana was doing some dishes the whole concept really didn't make much sense. Now, it should be made known that Sasori had already had a bit too much to drink and the next thing he said to Dominink brought a silence throughout the room…
"So Dominik, what's it like to be married to the sexiest and most sophisticated woman there is?" Sasori quickly wondered why he had asked that, he couldn't tell if Dominik were ready to kill him or if he was in deep thought. Zetsu, Kisame and Hidan were in a slight state of shock. Finally Sasori whispered to Deidara,
"Quick, Deidara….say something!" Deidara thought for a moment.
"Hey Dad! Itachi's screwing Dana, yeah! Oh god! You wouldn't believe how he can make her scream yeah, I mean it's like that time you and mom…." Deidara was cut off by Itachi.
"Deidara SHUT UP!" Itachi hissed. The truth of the matter is Dominik wasn't offended by Sasori's comments, like his son…it just took him a moment to think.
"It's wonderful being married to my wife, Sasori, yeah. She is gorgeous. And, Itachi, that's my only daughter, my princess, you be careful with her, yeah." It wasn't the typical fatherly response….but neither was Dana's.
"Oh don't worry Daddy, he knows EXACTLY what to do, yeah." Dana said wiping her hands dry of the dish water. Perhaps it was time to put the Thanksgiving alcohol away…things were starting to get a little crazy…