Kakuzu dragged his feet inside the Akatsuki lair. He was grateful the only other company was Itachi and Kisame. For some odd reason Kakuzu got stuck carrying everything. He really didn't care to argue with Hidan, he just wanted to stop this 'bonding' thing. He almost stopped dead when he saw Hidan following him into the kitchen. Kakuzu figured it'd be best to ingore him. "Kakuzu," Hidan started. "You're so fucking slow. I'm not talking slow slow, I'm saying a tree could out run you. Hurry up jeesh. You're going to bruise the produce if you keep dragging it! Why did you buy that nasty shit anyways. If I wanted to eat Zetsu I would have!"

Kakuzu's temper was slowly increasing. Karma he thought.

"Seriously hurry the fuck up you pussy."

Karma he reapeated.

"Ya know what? You have to be a bitch. No man moves as slow as you."

Fuck karma.

Before Hidan could complain about one more thing he found himself against the wall. Kakuzu's hand was closly around his neck, squeezing it harder. Hidan didn't resist and one could argue that the glint in his eye was almost encourging Kakuzu to grip harder. A smirk stretched across his face to match that look. "No balls," he chocked out. Kakuzu lost it and connected his fingers. Hidan's head rolled off his body and halway across the room. "Told you! Ya fucking bitch. But that really hurt man! Next time why don't you give me a rug burn! At least that might cause some pain!" Kakuzu groaned and picked up Hidan's head by the sliver hair. "Hey! Watch the hair! Someone has to look good! And Jashin knows it isn't you." Kakuzu walked down the hall until he found the bath room. "Are you fucking retard? No body! I can't go piss you dumbass! Quit fucking around and fix me!" Kakuzu opened up the toilet lid. "Did you hear me you useless tit? Fix me now! I got shit to do." Kakuzu plopped Hidan's head into the bowl and closed the lid on his muffled curses.

Kakuzu returned to the kitchen where he saw Itachi cleaning up the food he abandoned. Kakuzu really didn't want to stay in the room long, something about Itachi just freaked him out. "Thanks," Kakuzu mumbled.

"Hn," Itachi grunted. He picked up the last few bags and handed them to Kakuzu. He tried to take them away but Itachi held a firm grip. "Have you heard anything about my brother," Itachi asked.

"No more than you."

"Hn," Itachi mummbled walking away. When that kid reaches my age Kakuzu thought he's going to rule the world. Kakuzu shuttered that thought from his brain and finished putting the items away. He glanced over at Hidan's body and could have sworn it gave him the bird.

Seven twenty five, when the news announced the winners of the weekly lotto. It had to be fate, Kakuzu's numbers were seven, two and five. Now Kakuzu was never a man of faith, Hidan could best tell you this
but he made an exception for plausable evidence. Kakuzu bought his winning ticket when he was twenty two. That's three years away from five. So three plus two equals five. He was in his twenties so that's the two. If you add five and two then you get seven. Yes, it all made perfect sense in Kakuzu's senile mind. He watched the televison with a firm stare. When the timer hit excatly seven twenty five the program switched to a commercial. Well, Kakuzu thought, I lost. He relaxed his
posture and let out a deep sigh, which is pretty hard to do behind a mask. He strummed his fingers nervously and tapped his foot. Seven twenty six, the news came back on. Kakuzu visioned the screen flashing a seven, two and five. He smiled at his thought and turned his attention back to the program. A seven and five were already on the screen. His hearts started beating faster and his body erutpted in a cold sweat. Please, Kakuzu thought, let that last number be a two. A ball rolled out of the machine and onto the little tray. Without realizing it, Kakuzu was inches from the screen. The ball rolled around to reveal a bright red two printed on it. All his hearts stopped beating for a second. Kakuzu's body quivered with excitement. I won, he thought. A blue figure caught his eye and he saw Kisame standing in the doorway but he didn't give two flying fucks. Kakuzu jumped a good six feet in the air and started dancing while humming "I won, I won!" By having a emotionless void in his heart filled with cash he pictured himself retiring to a peaceful country, maybe by the beach. Yes all was well for Kakuzu and he lived happily ever after.

"Umm," Kisame said holding Hidan's wet head. "They didn't call your numbers." Kakuzu glanced at the television and saw his numbers transformed into three ones. His eye twitched a bit and he glanced over at his partner.

"Well," Hidan smirked. "Would you fucking look at that."

A/N: Silly reader, Kakuzu never gets a happy ending or maybe he will. Anonymous reviews are on.