Disclaimer: I do not own naruto.

Have you ever felt something was wrong when you go to sleep alone and wake up with someone else in your bed, or when you wake up in the middle of the night and someones clipping your toenails. Have you ever experienced that in your life?

No?

Sakura has. Feel her pain.

Sakura had made her way up the stairs to her bedroom slowly, tired after a three hour game of poker with Kakuzu. Something she wouldn't suggest engaging in unless you have a sudden need to be broke. She was grateful for the bed that she was about to lay in, glad that it would finally lull her deep into well deserved sleep. But, sad enough for our little cherry blossom, she wouldn't get much of that rest, because fifteen minutes after she fell asleep she would awake to a house full of girlish screams. She opened her eyes, groaning and rolled blindly out of the bed. Her lamp had gone out, and that was all she knew.

Actually, the power had gone out. If you hadn't guessed that yet.

"Nng..er...Deidaraaa! My bulb blew outtt!" She screamed from the floor, too lazy to move from her humble resting place.

No answer.

"Kakuzu?" She tried, instead.

No answer.

But the door swung open slightly, revealing Sakura to more darkness. It was actually kind of creepy. But she was a ninja, she wasn't supposed to have fear. Slowly she had to crawl onto the floor and to the door. It looked like an invading ninja cut the power and had already taken out the other Akatsuki members. She would have to get out of he-

Kakuzu shined a flashlight down on her and lifted an eyebrow under his mask.

"What the hell are you doing?" His eyes screamed disapproval, that he found her wriggling on the floor like a worm.

"I..errr..Nevermind."

He held his tanned hand out to her, and helped her off the ground.

"What's wrong with the lights?"

"Storm. Power went out."

He turned from her and left her in the dark, only stopping once to tell her to follow him and that some other members where downstairs. Sakura couldn't help but think he looked like a creepy caretaker in the dark though...without the limp though. His age was perfect for the part though! A flat 91 years old. Her mind wandered as her red nightgown's lace irritated her legs while she walked behind Kakuzu. It was making them itch, and she automatically wished that she had her warm fuzzy robe to sleep in. But, alas, she couldn't seem to find it...

She had found her way down the stairs and into the living room, where people had joined around and sat in a circle on the floor in their pajamas. It was actually kind of weird to see Itachi in flannel pajamas. Everyone had always thought he'd be one of those guys to sleep in his boxers, considering he had murdered an entire clan. The flannel pajama-ness seemed a bit sub par.

Tobi, Deidara, Kisame, Pein all sat yawning in their boxers. Kakuzu wore pants and Itachi, Zetsu and Sakura were the only ones wearing pajamas. Visions of the beautifully closed among the naked. Oh and of course, Hidan was butt ass naked as usual. The man really didn't like clothes.

"Hey Sakura-Chan! Sit next to Tobi!"

Tobi shoved Kisame into Hidan and patted the ground next to him enthusiastically as Sakura looked around the circle, very quiet. They sat in silence, trying to figure out what to do about the power. It wasn't like they could call up Verizon and get the Verizon dudes down to help with the power. Kakuzu had threatened them into giving them service anyway.

The only light they had was the small one Kakuzu had been using, and it sat in the middle pointing straight up, barely giving anyone any light around the room. Well, there enough light to see Hidan's dick of course. But the only one who was really looking was Itachi who had a face screwed up in disgust.

"Hidan. Why aren't you wearing fucking pants?" Kakuzu grumbled, also noticing the man's obvious erection.

Sakura could see the shadow of him shrugging and crossing his legs, much to our belief, to cover himself in the dark. Was the Jashinist actually ashamed of himself? Good lord.

"Clothes suck."

"Clothes keep you warm, dumb ass."

"Clothes still fucking suck, ass hat. And I don't wanna fuckin' wear pants. So shut the fuck up and suck a cock you old fag."

And that was that, for the five minutes that everyone stayed silent. Waiting for any chance that the power might switch on and they could sleep peacefully with their disney night lights.

"So..." The voice stretched from the dimly lit room. "What are we going to do?"

"Going back to bed sounds like a good idea, Uhn."

But Tobi squeaked, obviously thinking otherwise.

"But Tobi hates the dark! Tobi wants to stay!"

Hidan could hear the group of Akatsuki members sigh, and uncrossed his legs, ready to slap the fuck out of the hyper little boy.

"Dude Tobi. It's fucking three o'clock in the morning."

Apparently, telling Tobi off only made him want to complain further, and begin to throw a fit. In all honesty however, no one seemed to care if Tobi threw a hissy fit or not. Most got up to leave anyway, to escape the obnoxious whines.

"Well I'm going to bed." Pain stood up and walked out, followed by Itachi, Kakuzu and Hidan who apparently all agreed. Sakura agreed as well but.. she didn't really want to go upstairs. It was too much work to find her room upstairs in the dark, she decided. She didn't want to accidentally climb in bed with Pain or something...

And that's were all the fun suddenly started. It was just herself, Deidara, Tobi and Kisame, all sitting around the dim flashlight.

"What are we gunna do now then?" Kisame asked, yawning.

"No clue, uhn."

"Tobi thinks we should play a game."

"What game?" Sakura asked quietly, a little bit nervous at what game the men would pick. The last game was beer pong, and well, that didn't turn out all so well.

"We should play truth or dare, uhn."

Kisame leaned foreword towards the light, making his skin seem a bit paler than normal, with a grin that would have made any monster under your bed shiver in fear.

"We should."

His beady eyes slid over in the medic's direction, grinning so devious she was sort of swayed to decline to play. But she didn't, she nodded and looking in her direction, Tobi mimicked her move.

Bad idea. The group had forgotten how competitive Kisame was..

"Deidara. Truth or dare." He barked.

"..Dare, yeah."

Kisame raised his almost non-exsistant eyebrows.

"I dare you to dress like a woman tomorrow."

Deidara's eye twitched and he crossed his arms, huffing angrily. Sakura expected him to object, but he seemingly easily gave him.

"Fine, uhn."

Deidara looked at Tobi and grinned, then opened his mouth about to say something when out of the blue, Hidan walked downstairs... in a fluffy, pink robe.

"Hey do you guys know were the fuck the soap is? I'm trying to wash some blood out of the crevices of my ass."

Sakura could feel Tobi twitch next to her, probably disturbed by Hidan's mental image offering.

"Isn't that your robe Sakura, uhn?"

She looked at it a bit closer, even though she really didn't want to according to the stench, and saw that it was indeed her robe. Just covered in blood.

"You BITCH!"

She jumped at Hidan and he fell down into the glass copy table, moaning like she was raping him, instead of punching him square in the jaw.

"I love it when you get fucking rough."

Deidara and Kisame kind of backed away from that situation, Tobi along with them, and sat on the couch. But that did mean that they didn't wanna watch. They took the flash light and shined it on the two as she beat the shit out of Hidan, who eventually ripped the robe off and ran away screaming, again showing us his "Shakira" tattoo with two lovely unicorns fucking eachother on the cheek next to it.

Lovely. Just lovely.

And the morning wouldn't be much better when Deidara came down in a dress...