(A/n); I love you reviewers! Time for….dun, dun, dun, DUN! Extra chapter this week!

Here's to cheetay who is a very loyal reviewer and has reviewed each time!

Now, I have….problems. With swearing. So, I'm going to replace the words that they would normally say with crap, heck, and stink. you'll just have to figure out what subs for what and if they are saying crap, etc., or actually something else.

Note: hidan's words are 'something else'.

disclaimer: i do not own naruto, mission impossible, or any brand name mentioned in this story.

Now onward!

Chapter six, roku, siete, six, sif.

If you cant escape akatsuki, annoy akatsuki!

Sign me up!

i walked into the room that would be mine for as long as i stayed with akatsuki. the walls were all... guess what! black! (a/n my pathetic atempt to understand sacrasm) in the corner was a single bed with a black pillow, whight sheets, and a black blanket. over the bed was a window (gasp) with red blinds completly cutting off all light. there was a door on the other side that led to a bathroom. uggh. im going to have to clean up in here, it is stinking nasty in here. litterally! the bathroom was black and red tiles on the floor, the ceiling was red, andt he walls were black. the only white things were the, sink, toilet, and shower / tub. i stepped in and made due.

i looked at myself in the mirror that was shoved under the bed (some one not like how the look?), i looked awesome. it was at that moment that i noticed my hair went along with the whole akatsuki scheme. huh? really?... i guess that was coincedence. ( really, i just noticed that.) i decided to take my hair. (for those of you who have forgotten it is in a braid.)

now,picture this. im sixteen and 5'4". standing in standard akatsuki pants and boots, a long sleeve fishnet under my top, the kunai and shuriken pouch pein gave me around my waist, my tank top shirt thing, an akatsuki cloak that was open, and, my friends, i love, just love, the hat. im mean come on! it has a bell! a BELL! umm.. an ways. i buttoned up the cloak. hung the now wiped off mirror in the btahroom, a stepped one foot out side my room. i closed the door and started down the hallway. now, as any semi- normal (not) person would be, i was nervous. (okay, i give you that one) soooo, to calm down. i thought about how awesome the situation was and started whistling the mission impossible theme. (i win.)

"du dit di dooooo. dut dut dut duditdi doooo. dun dun dun...(etc.)" i whistled my head as i walked down the hall way really slow. i was acting half like impossibel half like the super slow creepy thing in EVERY horror movie.

as i approached the door of doom i gulped and stopped. i gulped one last time, closed my eyes, and slowly raised my fist to knock.

"youre here. good." i opened my eyes to see pein holding door open for me as i stood there like an idiot.

i walked in and stood next to the guest chair in front of his large mahogany desk. the desk had ornate carvings in it and looked like something out of a medieval castle. somebody explain to me how he got it, please.

"sit down." he said. i realized i was standing there, again, like an idiot, staring at the chair. i sat down, noting how comfy it was.

"all right. simple. do you want to fill out the forms or do you want to tell me now?" pein questioned.

"umm.. ill fill it out myself." he heanded me the couple (*cough* huge stack *cough*)

ill right! ill just sign me up!

(A/N); bonus chapters wont be as long as the other chapters. sorry but hey. bonus chapters=bonus brownies and ice cream.

sooo, review and youll be my friennd for life!