Yay, updating this story too! I know this isn't very funny yet, but I am working on it. I want it to be more of an adventure type story. In this short chapter, the group makes it to the lake, but what will happen next?

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, the Akatsuki, Camelot, or a lake.

"Why did they have to tag along? Seriously, they're going to slow us the fuck down Kakuzu," Hidan, the black knight grumbled under his breath. The green knight turned to him, and frowned.

"It's not like we're going anywhere right now," he pointed out to his partner, "besides you know as well as I do that the wizard will be useful. I've heard the queen is a rather good fighter too. The fool I have no idea."

"Little shit probably didn't want to stay at the castle on his own," Hidan scoffed.

They'd ridden until there was almost no light left, and set up camp quickly before the darkness consumed them. The king had decided they would rest here, and as soon as light began to hit they would leave for the lake once more. The blue and red knight had fallen asleep, wishing to conserve energy. The yellow knight and purple knight were sat across from them, deep in a conversation of their own. The jester, having followed them all on a donkey was curled up, dozing at the wizard's feet. The wizard was staring into the fire, he appeared to be mumbling to himself. The king and queen were sat apart from everyone else. They were having a fight about something. Probably about the fact that the king hadn't wanted the queen to come with them.

Kakuzu stood, informing Hidan he was going to sleep, and that he probably should too. Hidan shrugged, ignoring the other man's advice. Kakuzu sighed, his partner could be stubborn sometimes. Walking a little way off he began to set up his bed roll and lay down for the night.

Hidan continued to watch the other members of their party. He wasn't too concerned with the emergency at the lake. He knew it was some important place, but it never really bothered him. So long as he got to fight, he was happy. Fighting was why he had trained to become a knight in the first place, he never imagined he'd be accepted into the king's court.

The other knights didn't know much about him, and he intended to keep it that way. When he thought about it, he didn't know all that much about the rest of them. All he knew was that they came from towns and cities all over the land to be a part of the round table at Camelot. He knew Sasori and Deidara were the only two native to the village, and that Kisame once lived by the lake. And he also knew that the king and queen were from the south, where it rained a lot. He himself had been raised much further away, hence his apprehension at being accepted.

The rest of the journey to the lake remained uneventful, aside from when the yellow knight purposely led the jester through a deep bank of mud, causing his donkey to throw him off. The poor boy was covered head to toe in filth, and you could barely make out the orange of his uniform.

This hadn't gone without punishment of course, both the wizard and the purple knight had cast the blonde into the muck themselves. The king wished they hadn't, for know the blonde was constantly complaining about his hair. Honestly, they were like a bunch of kids sometimes.

The queen patted his shoulder as she rode past him. The fact that these were his most elite warriors was somewhat laughable. All they did was squabble and torment each other. It was a good job she had decided to come along with them, as clearly the others would be quite useless in an emergency.

They finally passed through the lake village at some point after lunch, and paused as they reached the lakeside. Everything appeared quiet.

"I thought there was some sort of emergency, un?" spoke Deidara, dismounting from his chestnut coloured horse and peering around the landscape. "where is Hiruko?"

"Never mind the bird brat, where's the emergency?" Sasori appeared by his side. The others began to scan the horizon, apart from Zetsu the magician. The wizard had dismounted his own horse and walked to the side of the lake. He peered into the water and began to prod it with his staff. Kisame on the other hand had walked over to a rock face and was staring at it as if trying to remember something.

A loud splash caused them all to look intently at Zetsu. Or where Zetsu had been stood mere seconds ago. They all jumped back, as the wizard rose from the spot he been knocked to and let a bolt of green lightning flash forth from his staff.

Before any of them realised what was happening a youth with white hair was relentlessly attacking Zetsu, he held a sword in one hand, and staff in the other. The pair duelled viciously, water and lightning flying through the air.

Hurriedly the other knights brought out their weapons, Deidara readied a rock in his sling, while Sasori notched an arrow in his longbow. The king and Kakuzu had pulled out their crossbows while Itachi help up several throwing knives. They all aimed directly for the white haired boy, but because of the fast pace of the battle, none could lock onto their target.

It was Kisame who stopped the fight, shaking his head and calling out to the pair.

"Suigetsu, that's no way to treat your family," Kisame unsheathed his own sword and brandished it at the youth.

"Bro?" asked the white haired boy stopping the fight. He gave the blue knight a puzzled look before running over and hugging the huge knight happily. "It is you!"

The other knights stared at them incredulously. Kisame had a brother? And wasn't the lady of the lake supposed to be, well, a lady?