A/N: Hey all, I decided to combine the Phantom Akatsuki with the original story, seeing as not a lot of people were finding it ;[ Here it is, and thank you for the 170 reviews.

Disclaimer: I don't own crap, But I want plenty. :D

"Hello, Ghostbusters?"

The phone was tugged from my grasp as the person on the other end replied, the phone hanging itself up on the base. Sakura watched it with amazement, the phone dangling by itself in the air for a split second before dropping down with a click.

"Wha-"

"Bad idea, man. Itachi is pretty pissed, man."

Tobi tilted his head to the side as he looked at me, and I stared back at him with wide green eyes, finally completely grasping the situation. Well..stared back through him anyway.

"He can't wear thongs anymore, man. It's bad, man."

The television flickered off, leaving the room in darkness and a shiver went down Sakura's spine.

"H-hello?"

Sakura reached into her backpack that held the porn and pulled out a flash light, swinging it around the room wildly.

"Moonflower, what's going on?"

No answer.

"Moonflower?"

Nothing.

"Tobi?"

"Hello, Uhn."

"Deidara?"

"No, Kisame. Who the hell do you think it is?"

The television turned back on and the Akatsuki were all piled on the couch, staring at Sakura with an amused expression as she huddled in corner, porn bag held tightly in her arms.

"B-but..you guys..are dead.."

"Yep." Kisame yawned, a bored expression across his pale-blue face.

"Why a-are..you here then?"

"We got bored, Uhn."

Itachi grunted and stood infront of her, moving across the room in an instant.

"You need to bring us back to life. Now."

"B-but..I don't know how.."

He leaned down in her face, maybe in an attempt to be frightening.

"Call the ghostbusters."

"But I just did and-"

"Do it again."

He stood back up and moved to the side, looking at her expectantly as she stood up behind him, slowly walking towards the couch that had the phone on a table next to it. But just as she touched the phone, she picked up the table and whipped it at Kisame, Who it amazingly hit with a thunk. Kisame flew backwards in the pressure of the hit though, and the couch flew backwards in the impact, taking down a bunch of groaning men with it.

"You wont take your porn back Kisame! I worked hard for this life, I ain't bringing you all back you bastards!" Sakura screamed, head tossed back towards the ceiling. She was prepared to pull out a can of whoop-ass on these ghosts.

They all groaned and writhed on the floor after falling, Itachi watching what was playing out with mild interest.

"Kami, can't you take a joke?"

"Yeah, Sakuraaaa." Tobi whined. "We're not really dead."

"Wait.. wait..What?"

"We're not dead. It was a joke." Itachi said blankly. (Itachi knows the meaning of joke..O_O?)

Sakura's grip on the porn bag tightened as the men pulled the couch back up in the cramped room, and sat on it again with a varying mix of angery, bored and unaffected faces.

"Where have you guys been then..and how did Tobi look see-through..and how did the phone move then! And why did you want me to call Ghostbusters?"

"Well.. Tobi's special jutsu is being able to be see though." Tobi said, throwing his hands in the air and whapping Deidara and Zetsu in the face along the way.

"Everything about Tobi is special." Hidan snickered. "Sped special, right Tobi?"

"Wooo!" Tobi threw his hands in the air again, hitting Zetsu square in the jaw.

"Tobi.."

"Oh oh oh..And Tobi and us have been under your couch, Yes yes, Yes we wa-." Zetsu's hands wrapped around Tobi's neck, cutting him off and dragging him off the couch.

"We didn't really want you to call Ghostbusters eithers.." Kakuzu grumbled. "Wouldn't wanna pay for the call. Do you know how expensive that shit is?"

"Back up." Sakura narrowed her eyes and stepped out from her fetal position in the corner. "You were under the couch? How the fuck did you fit?"

Kisame smiled, his sharp white teeth shining in the dim light.

"I've always fit nicely into tight places. If you catch my drift."

"Yeah! Tobi Remembers when you fit in that vent!"

"I don't think that's what he meant...Tobi..."

"I like your taste in porn Sakura, Yeah."

"Yeah. Never would of thought you liked to watch chairs fuck, too."

"Chairs can reproduce?" Pain tilted his head in a confused way.

"They do, how do you think we got so many!" Hidan said, hands resting on his hips. "They don't just fucking appear out of nowhere."

Sakura wobbled slightly, holding her head as she looked disbelievingly at the idiots infront of her. Here she had thought she had gotten rid of the bastards and was going to live a happy porn filled life with chocolate and cheese-its.

"Why does god hate me?"

"You see... this is why you should let me convert you to Jashinism."