Hannah's POV

*Why is this freak using my Point Of View? Sigh Whatever*

Well, it's November 2rd. The Akatsuki have finally had their fill of laughing at my unfortunate marriage to Zetsu. Those assholes, I hate them all. At least Kate was being nice. Now, where did the pink girl go? Might as well ask.

"Kisame." He turns to me, "Who's the pink haired girl? Tobi wacked her with Kate."

"Tobi… wacked her with Kate?"

"Yeah. Why?" Was it just me, or did Kisame actually look scared?

"Um, well, she…" Kisame turned pale and waved his hand slowly to someone behind me.

"WHAT THE HELL?" She looks mad. Really mad actually. Her eyes are blending into her face. Hehe, her hair should be red too…

"Hey! You're back!" (Deidara)

"Did you bring our human?" (Zetsu)

"Hn." (guess)

"When did you get back?" This was Leader who came out of his office to see what all the commotion was about.

"Vivian's… back." Said Kisame who was, for a blue guy, as white as chalk at the moment.

"Last night and, sorry Zetsu, he ran away after somebody," glares at Tobi," Hit me with a person.

For unknown reasons, Hidan starts laughing like a mad man saying Jashin will be appeased. Apparently that means this pink haired, psycho chick was going to kill us. This might actually be bad.

"Hey, Zombie Whore! Who's the girly chick? Is she another fake whore?" I swear I saw her eye twitch.

Dear Warg, save us from this beast.

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A/N: Well, I think from here on out, most of the story will be in Vivian's POV since I have more control over that character than any other. I'm leaving Saturday so I will not be able to update this story for a month after this. Maybe I'll have another chapter tomorrow. Depends on what my mind does.

Just to make this clear, I do want to write this story; I don't think I'm doing a very good job. I feel like I'm dragging this along when I'm typing and it makes me really sad. I know I'm bad at writing fanfiction since I prefer having complete control over characters. Sorry for rambles.

Please review for the sake of my sanity and leave suggestions of what kind of situations I could do with them. (This story will never have a plot. They could do anything.)

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