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Warning for this chapter: contains random dialouge and profanity. This chapter is mostly made up of the characters talking and doing nothing else...
Man, they should really go outside and get some exercise! But don't worry... I'll have them go to Konoha or Suna next chapter!
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Wednesday
"WAKE UP MOTHAFUCKA'S! TODAY'S A NEW DAY FOR US NIGGS, FO'SHO!" the wake-up call blared loudly, hurting poor Zetsu's ears.
"Ouch," The white side of Zetsu's face winced, rubbing his temples. It felt like his head was being crushed by an invisible hand.
"Dammit, that motha' fuckin' alarm is pissing me off," the black-side of his face growled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Zetsu got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom, still feeling dead tired.
Hoping the cold water would snap him to his senses, he splashed some on his face, shivering from the cold wetness. Then, he brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and tinkled in the toilet.
"Refreshing," Whitey, the white-side of Zetsu's face, sighed contently.
"Damn right," Blackie, the black-side, smirked.
Zetsu stripped down to his underwear and slipped on a fresh pair of black basketball shorts. He was getting used to the 'Hip-Hop' style of clothing now. He then buttoned on a white, long-sleeved shirt. It didn't exactly match with his pants, but since he had his Venus fly-trap thingy in the way, he was only able to wear button-on shirts.
He pulled on a pair of white socks and stepped into his black Nike shoes. They were so comfortable, and he could almost swear that they enabled him to run faster than the normal ninja shoes he usually wore. Why hadn't everyone dressed like this?
He snatched a black baseball cap off the clothes rack and put it on, turning it sideways. Spotting his shiny silver grills on his desk, he picked them on and slipped them on his teeth carefully.
"Damn, even I want to fuck myself!" Blackie exclaimed, whistling at himself when he saw himself in the mirror.
"We do look good," Whitey smiled cheerily. "And Zetsu, don't forget to feed Sunny."
Sunny was a sunflower that Zetsu secretly kept in his room. Sunny was his girlfriend, but quiet-keep it a secret!
What people also didn't know about Zetsu was that he had not two, but four personalities. He had his bipolar personality, which was like two, actually, and his normal personality.
Whitey and Blackie, who existed on his face, were his bipolar one.
His normal one only existed in his mind. They were like three different people in the same body.
The fourth one, however, was completely hidden deep inside the disturbing depths of his mind. It was the crazy, random one that everyone had deep inside them.
The fourth one communicated with Whitey, Blackie, and Zetsu occasionally. It frightened them very much, with its sudden, wacky mood swings. The fourth one's name was…
Can you guess?
Can you think of a name so random, so weird, and so freaky, that you wouldn't have thought of it ever, if you hadn't take crack or some other type of hyped-up drug?
Can you?
The fourth personality's name was…
Well, just to create some good suspense that's supposed to exist in every story, I'll tell you guys later.
Now, to continue with the story!
Zetsu, now fully dressed, ran to the dining room, was famished. He was one of those people who woke up early everyday for no reason.
The people in the Akatsuki who did this were only him and Itachi. Hidan, Deidara, Sasori, Tobi, Kisame, and Jay-Z slept in like logs.
Actually, Hidan did wake up early, but he only did it to pray to Jashin for about an hour.
Then he went back to sleep, conked out for another three hours.
So that doesn't count.
As I was saying, Zetsu was heading to the kitchen to find some food.
He saw Itachi hunched over the table reading a book.
Leaning over a little to peer at what kind of book he was reading, he wasn't surprised to find the Uchiha prodigy reading a very, very thick novel.
The words were tiny, and each of the pages was so thin, they were almost transparent.
Wait a minute… what kind of novel was he reading? Zetsu was very curious now.
"Hey, Itachi…what book is that, may I ask?" Whitey questioned politely.
Itachi, knowing that Zetsu rarely asked questions, was mildly surprised. He just paused for a moment, wondering why in the world everyone in the Akatsuki was acting Out Of Character.
"Itachi, I just asked you a fucking question, fucking dumbass," Blackie snapped impatiently.
"The Bible, of course," Itachi replied calmly, ignoring the rude insults that were just thrown at him.
Zetsu froze. What had he said? What the fuck?
"Holy shit," Whitey swore for the first time, appalled.
"That's my line, dumbass," Blackie stated, staring at Itachi wide-eyed.
"I do not understand what is so bewildering about this," Itachi said monotonously, closing the Bible coolly.
"You're reading the Bible, that's why," Whitey whimpered, positive that the Apocalypse was going to come soon.
"Fuck! What the fuck is fucking happening to all the fucking fuckers in this fucked-up organization?" Blackie growled angrily.
"Were those words really necessary?" Itachi asked, wincing slightly. Zetsu's black-side cursed as much as Hidan did.
"Fuck you, motherfucker, I can talk however the way I fucking want to talk."
"Blackie, calm down," Whitey sighed.
"Yea, yea. Anyways, what the fuck are you doing, reading the Bible at five o' clock in the morning, Itachi?"
Itachi cleared his throat and informed him, "I have accepted Jesus Christ as my father and savior."
"Damn, I can just feel the Apocalypse coming, Whitey," Blackie groaned, rubbing his temple stressfully.
"Oh shush. We should be happy for him, Blackie," Whitey stated cheerfully. "So you're reading the Bible to try to learn more about your god, right?"
"Yes, that is correct," Itachi nodded.
"Wait-when did this whole thing happen?" Blackie inquired.
"Yesterday. I was browsing some websites, and-"
"Wait, websites? When'd you get a fucking computer?" Blackie cut in, baffled.
"I actually got a laptop, not a computer. I bought it yesterday, while we were in New York," he explained.
"Oh, I see. Continue, please," Whitey smiled gently.
Itachi nodded, and continued: "I went to Google, the search engine, and typed in 'religion'."
"Why the fuck did you type in 'religion'?" Blackie interrupted again, very rudely.
Itachi glared at him. "Do you want to hear the story, or not?"
"I do, I do!" Whitey exclaimed cheerily.
"Fine, sorry. Go on, then," Blackie commanded, glaring at Whitey out of the corner of his eye.
"I typed in 'religion', because I was hoping it would save me from this Hell I was in. The leader has been particularly disturbing lately, as you may have noticed. I'm assuming he's Satan in disguise. Anyways, I clicked on a link that read 'Christianity'. I read about the Ten Commandments, and the story of Jesus. It seemed so right, for some reason. Therefore, from that day on, I have accepted Christianity into my life," Itachi sighed wearily, exhausted from saying so much in one breath.
"Wow, that's the most you've ever said," Whitey told him, flabbergasted.
"Damn right," Blackie agreed.
"All I need to do now is find a good church and buy a crucifix that I can hang around my neck," Itachi stated calmly.
"Wait-you do know that you can't kill anyone anymore, right Itachi?" Whitey asked nervously.
"Yes, I am aware of that," he replied coolly.
"Well, you totally fucked it up already, because you totally massacred your fucking family," Blackie informed him, raising an eyebrow.
"No, no. I asked for forgiveness, and according to the Bible, he has forgiven me already," Itachi informed him. "That's what's so fantastic about this religion."
Blackie gave him an odd look. "Wow, I've never heard you say 'fantastic' before. I think your mind's officially more fucked-up than it was before."
"Yea, I know. Fantastic, isn't it?" Itachi smiled.
Yes, he smiled. Not a little one, but one of those big, freaky ones.
"Oh shit, he's fucking possessed, isn't he Whitey?" Blackie gaped, backing away slowly.
"Stop acting so juvenile. I've discovered something wonderful, and I'm merely happy, that's all," Itachi explained, beaming happily.
"Shit, oh fuck, we're screwed," Blackie cried, horrified.
"Stop cussing so much, Blackie. It's not going to make the situation any better," Whitey sighed, rolling his eye.
Itachi sighed, rubbing his temples. He couldn't understand what was so wrong with him accepting some good, moralistic religion into his life!
Zetsu fled from the Uchiha, afraid that Itachi would spontaneously combust from the amount of 'Out-Of-Character-ness' he was absorbing.
"Shit, I think I wet my pants," Blackie groaned, feeling his groin area.
"Ugh, disgusting! Blackie, couldn't you hold it?" Whitey grimaced, gagging at the damp feeling.
"But he scared the fucking bazooka out of me!" he exclaimed, whimpering.
"Guys, calm down," Zetsu commanded sternly.
"Did you even see him, Zetsu?" Blackie shouted wildly, flailing his arms.
"Yes, I did. I think it's a good thing that Itachi has accepted religion into his life. Now, I won't be constantly afraid of him and his Sharingan."
"Frankly, I'd rather have the Sharingan," Blackie whined.
"Geez shut up Blackie. Zetsu and I aren't as scared as you are, and we're usually the ones who cower in the face of danger," Whitey pointed out, fed up with Blackie's childish behavior.
"Yea, seriously- shut the fuck up, Blackie."
"Fuck you all! You're supposed to tremble in horror with me, fucking faggots!" Blackie cursed, throwing a temper tantrum once they entered their dorm.
"Okay, I'm going to switch with you guys. Blackie's ruining my reputation," Zetsu said, giving Blackie the evil eye.
"What? You're going to come out in the real world instead of hiding in your mind?" Whitey asked, astounded.
"You didn't have to put it that way," Zetsu frowned.
"Well, at least you're more normal than Blackie. Why haven't you done this before?"
"Because my mind is a comfortable place; it's where I communicate with you while I watch Bleach on my 60-inch television, remember?" Zetsu smirked.
"Oh, right. Wait-you know how to switch?"
"Yea, I've known since the day I was born."
"Wait, so when Blackie and I go inside your mind, you'll come outside it, right?"
"Duh."
"So that means our faces will switch…"
"Yea, what's your point?"
"The other Akatsuki members don't know how your real face looks like."
"What are you…oh; I see what you're saying."
"Yea, your real face looks way different from my face and Blackie's put together. Your face isn't going to be black-and-white anymore."
"Yea and my face is way better looking than you guys."
"Yea, true. Wait, what the heck?"
"Haha, just kidding."
"Okay, well we should switch now. If there's too much dialogue, the readers will get bored."
"Huh? Readers? What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Never mind-just do it."
"Okay, here I go."
There was a bright flash from Zetsu's body. His Venus fly-trap receded into his body, and a smooth, peachy layer of skin replaced the black-and-white skin on his face.
His hair was now a darker, more attractive green, and his bangs grew to form a more stylish haircut. The sides of his hair grew a couple inches, too, causing the locks to flip out at the sides, a little like Sasori's.
His ears suddenly had numerous holes in them, and in them were a bunch of silver and gold studs and hoops.
His eyes, which used to be light yellow and pupil-less, were now a pure gold color with a dark, ebony pupil in the center, with dark green lines radiating from them, like rays from the sun.
His lips, which also used to be black-and-white, now had a shade of light pink.
Zetsu was gorgeous.
"Damn, you're-"Whitey started to say, but Blackie, of course, interrupted.
"You're fucking smexy," Blackie gaped, peering at Zetsu's reflection in the mirror from his mind.
"Smexy? Is that even an actual word?" Zetsu asked, raising a perfect, dark emerald eyebrow.
"It is now," Blackie smirked cockily.
"Uh, thanks, I guess…" Zetsu said, hoping that his other personality wasn't crushing on him. That would be like him hitting on himself.
Man, how disturbing was that?
Anyways, after gathering up the courage to go outside his room, Zetsu timidly opened the door and stuck his head out to see if anyone was outside. Looking from afar, he spotted Itachi, who was still reading the Bible quietly, with Hidan, Deidara, Kakuzu, Kisame, Tobi, and Sasori eating breakfast hungrily. Damn, they were all there. The leader was probably still sleeping in his room.
His stomach growled. He was hungry, but he didn't want to go out in the dining room and get breakfast.
He took off his button-on shirt, and tugged on a long-sleeved black sweatshirt that had a hoodie attached to it.
He took a deep breath, lowered his black cap to cover half of his face, and pulled his hood onto his cap, covering his face even more. The only parts of his face that were visible now were his chin and his lips.
Oh well.
He slowly walked out and closed the door behind him.
Hidan and Deidara glanced over, sensing movement.
"Zetsu, why the fudge are you hiding half your face for?" Hidan asked loudly, since Zetsu was far away from the dining room.
Zetsu calmly walked to the kitchen, ignoring Hidan's question.
Oh man, this was so weird, he thought to himself.
"Hey, your chin isn't black-and-white anymore!" Tobi cried happily. "Did you finally wipe the paint off or something?"
Well, at least Tobi was dumb.
"Wait-you're not really Zetsu, are you?" Kisame inquired, staring at Zetsu after he had finished his breakfast.
Zetsu chuckled nervously and stuttered, "Of c-c-course I am..."
Now everyone was looking at him oddly.
"Now that you mention it Kisame, he doesn't seem like Zetsu. His skin is a shade of apricot now, instead of the weird black-and-white color it used to be," Kakuzu observed, now suspicious.
"You guys do know that I can hear you, right?" Zetsu questioned calmly, peering at their faces from the rim of his cap.
"Yea, I guess," Hidan shrugged.
"Okay, I admit it. I'm Zetsu," I sighed.
The others looked at me oddly.
"We just said that you're not him," Kisame said slowly, as if Zetsu was mentally challenged.
"Yea, I know. But I am him. The black-and-white faces that appear on my face are Blackie and Whitey, my split personalities," I explained.
"You mean 'face', not 'faces'," Sasori corrected him.
"Whatever," Zetsu huffed, and then continued: "I live in my mind, but I decided to switch with them today because Blackie was scared of Itachi."
"What?" Tobi asked, baffled.
"Yea, it's kind of a long story. You see, I live in my mind. Blackie and Whitey live on my face."
"Wow, that sounds fucked-up," Hidan stated, widening his eyes.
"Well, I'm fucked-up. Deal with it."
"That was blunt, yea," Deidara scowled, wondering why how Zetsu became even weirder than he was before.
"Anyways, I have three personalities: me, Blackie, and Whitey. Since Blackie and Whitey live on my face, and I live in my mind, we can switchplaces, understand?"
"Oh, I get it!" Hidan exclaimed. "So you switched places with Blackie and Whitey, so they're in your mind, and you're on your face, right?"
"Yep," Zetsu nodded, pleased that at least one of them understood.
"What?" Sasori asked, horrified.
"So you guys believe that I'm really Zetsu, right?" Zetsu questioned, hoping the answer was 'yes'.
"Yea, so you can take off that hat now," Kakuzu stated calmly.
Zetsu grabbed his hoodie and pulled it down. Then, he gripped the rim of his cap and took it off.
"Holy-"Hidan started to say, astounded.
"Sweet mother of-"Kisame uttered quietly.
"Oh my-"Tobi gaped, covering his mouth with his hand.
"Zetsu, what the-"Sasori
"Dear God-"Kakuzu squeaked.
"Shit!" Kisame swore impulsively.
"Damn, I never knew you were this sexy, Zetsu, yea," Deidara whispered, his eyes full of lust.
Everyone looked at him oddly. What the fudge?
"Deidara, you're gay?" Zetsu cried, his eyes bulging from their sockets.
"Oh crap, yea," Deidara blushed, mortified. His secret was out to the world!
"How troublesome," Itachi muttered.
"Oh my God, you're turning into that Nara kid!" Kakuzu exclaimed.
"What do you mean?" he asked, perplexed.
"You know, Shikamaru. From the Nara clan, I think. He always says 'how troublesome'," Kakuzu explained.
"Just because I say it one time doesn't mean anything," Itachi said coldly.
"It might mean that you were having hot, heavy make-out sessions with him behind our backs," Zetsu suggested.
Now everyone looked at him oddly.
"Excuse me?" Itachi choked out, shocked. He was actually showing some emotion for once!
"It was just my opinion…" Zetsu told him, sighing heavily.
"Damn, do you think about those kinds of thing everyday or something?" Hidan inquired, raising his eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" Zetsu questioned.
"Perverted stuff," Hidan replied.
"Of course I think about perverted stuff," Zetsu shrugged.
The others gaped at him.
Zetsu scoffed. "I bet you guys do, too. I mean, at least I admit it."
Deidara, Tobi, Itachi, Kisame, Kakuzu, Sasori, and Hidan looked at one another and sighed.
"Yep, we're all perverted," Kisame said.
"Even Itachi," Sasori nodded.
"Well, excuse you," Itachi frowned, raising an eyebrow.
"Why do you guys always do that?" Kakuzu suddenly asked.
"Do what?" Hidan inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"That!" he shouted, pointing at Hidan, acting very, very Out Of Character.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"That, you know, with the eyebrow raising!" Kakuzu bellowed, running out of patience.
"This?" Hidan inquired, raising his eyebrow.
"Stop raising your eyebrow!" Kakuzu yelled angrily.
"What's wrong with raising your eyebrow?" Sasori asked, raising his eyebrow.
"Oh my God, now everyone's doing it!" he growled, gritting his teeth.
"Stop using God's name in vain. Say 'Oh my goodness,' instead of 'Oh my God'," Itachi sighed.
"But 'Oh my goodness' sounds so gay," Kakuzu whined, stretching the word 'gay' out.
"Stop using the word 'gay'!" Deidara cried feeling very offended.
"Gay, gay, gay," Kakuzu repeated over and over, just to tick the artist off.
"Why you-"Deidara threatened, lunging at Kakuzu.
Zetsu quickly ran over to Deidara and grabbed the back of his shirt, preventing him from reaching Kakuzu in time.
Deidara slapped Zetsu's hand, causing Zetsu to release his hand very quickly.
"Ouch, what the fuck was that for?" Zetsu hissed, cradling his hand.
"Man, you guys are harsh to homosexual men, yea," Deidara complained sadly.
As soon as he said that, the others immediately felt guilty for being against gay males.
Hidan, however, was not so sympathetic.
"It's not my fault you're a fag," Hidan smirked evilly.
"That was uncalled for," Itachi stated coldly, glaring at Hidan. "We are all equal, no matter what our sexuality may be."
Hidan paused and looked at the Uchiha.
"You know what?" Hidan questioned, frowning.
"What?" Itachi asked.
Hidan suddenly laughed. Sasori scowled. He didn't think the issue of homosexuality was very funny.
"Hidan, why are you such a dick, yea?" Deidara sighed despairingly.
"I'm only being a dick because you're a fag," Hidan replied calmly.
Itachi stepped in again.
"Hidan, what do you have against homosexuals?" he questioned menacingly.
Hidan froze. Everyone looked at him curiously.
"What is it?" Kakuzu inquired.
The religious man now looked very uncomfortable. His face was twitching madly.
"What the fuck is wrong?" Kisame growled.
"It's nothing," Hidan whispered, looking disturbed.
"Why are you acting like a little boy who just got raped?" Zetsu asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Stop raising your eyebrow!" Kakuzu yelled impulsively.
"Is it because you don't have any?" Tobi chirped innocently, not having any intention of insulting him. Unfortunately, he did.
"Shut the fuck up, Tobi!" Kakuzu roared, walking up to the masked man and whacking him on the head hard.
Tobi: Knock-out.
Poor Tobi…
Zetsu coughed. "Anyways, what happened, Hidan?"
Hidan's body started twitching now. "Nothing."
"Tell us. It's not like we'll tell everyone we know," Kisame stated.
Hidan sighed. "You're right."
"Yea, we are. So hurry up and tell us, for Pete's sake!" Kakuzu snapped impatiently.
"I…" Hidan started to say.
"Yea, yea? Come on, out with it!" Kisame huffed, stomping his feet.
"I got…molested," he choked out, grimacing.
The whole room was silent. Everyone was still, frozen with complete and utter shock.
"What…the…fuck?" Sasori gaped.
"Yea, this scary fag came up to me and knocked me out. Next thing I know, I wake up and find all of my clothes gone," Hidan sighed sadly.
"That's messed up," Zetsu said.
"You think, yea?" Deidara questioned sarcastically.
"Hidan, are you serious?" Itachi asked, actually pitying the religious man. He had never pitied before-ever. You know Uchiha Itachi.
So when he feels sorry for someone, you know it's serious.
The moment of silence was ruined when Hidan suddenly exploded with laughter.
"AHAHAHAHA! THE EXPRESSION ON YOUR FACES IS FUCKING HILARIOUS, HAHAHAHAHA!!!" he cackled, clutching his stomach with agony from laughing so hard.
Everyone froze and glared with him, their eyes now filled with antipathy.
"I am never going to pity anyone ever again," Itachi said heavily, his voice thick with anger and hate.
"Same," Zetsu growled, looking as if he was ready to strangle Hidan any second.
"So you really didn't get raped, yea?" Deidara asked.
"No," Hidan admitted, still grinning.
"Wait- so why do you hate gay people?" Sasori inquired, baffled again.
"Because they're queer, I guess," Hidan shrugged.
"Fucking bastard," Itachi execrated, his tone of voice now thickening even more and dripping with venom.
"Damn Itachi, what the hell got into you?" Zetsu cried, surprised by the amount of emotions the Uchiha was expressing.
"I'm a Christian, remember? Covering your emotions makes you feel superior to others. Therefore, I'm expressing them in order to be humble," he explained.
"Wait-I thought you were supposed to control your anger and love everyone," Sasori thought aloud, befuddled.
Itachi paused for a moment, and said, "You're right."
"How'd you know about that, Sasori?" Tobi asked, suddenly awake and fully recovered from the recent knock-out he had received earlier from Kisame.
Sasori shrugged. "Maybe it's because I visited Hell, and picked up some info there."
"When'd you go to Hell?" Hidan asked curiously.
"Well, I certainly didn't go to Heaven," he replied, shrugging.
"So, how was it?" Kisame grunted.
"Have you ever seen the movie, 'Silent Hill'?" Sasori suddenly inquired.
Kakuzu looked at him strangely. "What's that have to do with Hell?"
"Well, have you or have you not?" he questioned again impatiently.
Kakuzu nodded, smirking. "It was friggin' awesome."
"That's only because you look like one of the monsters in the movie," Kisame teased meanly.
"So do you," Sasori stated coolly.
Itachi chuckled softly.
Deidara looked at him as if he had just sprouted another head. "Ew, did you just chuckle?"
The Uchiha stared at him. "Yea, so?"
Hidan grimaced. "Ugh, that's fucking disturbing, seriously."
"Fucking racist," Itachi spat, glaring at Hidan.
The others looked at him, blinking.
"Wait, where did 'racist' come from?" Sasori asked, completely baffled.
"You guys are treating me differently because I'm Asian, right?" Itachi questioned, frowning.
"Aren't we all Asian?" Kisame asked aloud.
Kakuzu nodded while Hidan shook his head furiously.
"Why are you shaking your head, Hidan?" Sasori inquired, raising his eyebrow.
"Oh, the eyebrow-raising! It burns!" Kakuzu cried, groaning.
"Oh my God, there's seriously something wrong with you, yea," Deidara sighed, shaking his head sadly.
"Shut up, Kakuzu! No one cares about the eyebrow-raising but you!" Sasori yelled, who was beginning to lose his temper.
There was a brief second of silence, and then Tobi said:
"Are you Korean then, Hidan?"
Everyone twitched.
"What…the…fuck?" Hidan questioned, appalled.
"No, seriously Hidan-where're you from?" Sasori asked for the second time.
"Germany," Hidan replied proudly.
Kakuzu gaped at him. "Seriously?"
"Yea," he answered.
"Wait, there's something wrong with this," Itachi thought aloud, being the genius that he was.
"What is it?" Kisame asked.
"There is no Germany."
"Holy crap, you're right, yea!" Deidara cried.
"So where the hell did Korea come from?" Hidan asked Tobi.
"Yea, why not Thailand or Indonesia?" Itachi asked. "Racists," he quickly added after his question.
"Hey, what the hell are we talking about?" Kakuzu cut in, confused.
"I'm from Ireland," Sasori suddenly announced.
"And I'm from China," Tobi chirped cheerfully.
Now everyone was declaring where they were from.
"I'm from Japan," Itachi stated monotonously.
"I'm from America, yea," Deidara put in.
"I'm from Germany," Hidan repeated.
"I'm from Brazil," Zetsu proclaimed.
"I'm from North Korea," Kakuzu smiled evilly.
"And I'm from the Atlantic Ocean… Kakuzu, isn't North Korea that Communist country?" Kisame inquired.
Kakuzu nodded.
"Oh, so that's why you love money so much!" Hidan exclaimed, finally understanding.
"How random," Sasori said.
"Yo' mama's random, foo'!" a mysterious voice cackled.
"Jay-Z, is that you?" Zetsu inquired, already knowing the answer.
"Fo'sho'!" the leader bellowed, hopping out from behind. "Wattap mah' homies?"
"You finally woke up," Itachi said coldly, "that took you awhile."
"Speaking of sleeping," Zetsu started to say, "I'm going back to bed."
Hidan glanced at the clock. "Shit, it's eleven already?"
Kisame sighed. He had just wasted an entire day talking.
"What a boring chapter this was," Kakuzu sighed.
"Oh, Kakuzu…you're so cryptic sometimes, yea," Deidara smiled, heading back to his room.
Hidan, Kisame, Tobi, and Zetsu also departed the kitchen, going to their dorms.
Kakuzu raised an eyebrow and went back to his room, suddenly very weary.
Sasori, noticing this, asked Itachi, "Hey, did you see that?"
"See what?" Itachi questioned.
"Kakuzu just raised his eyebrow," he replied.
"So?" Itachi asked, not understanding what Sasori was saying.
"…never mind," Sasori sighed, shaking his head, and left, leaving Itachi all alone with Jay-Z.
Itachi, realizing this, shuddered and quickly retreated to his comfy haven, falling asleep as soon as he hit the mattress of his bed.
Yay, I finally figured out to how to put that line thingy in my story. Do you see it? It's right above here. The line that goes across the screen. Yes, the light beige one.
Sorry this chapter was so boring. My life's so hectic- I'm struggling just to find time to write this. It's 11 pages long, though. I sincerely hope it satisfies you. :D
Also, I hope that I did not offend any Christians. I am Christian myself, just to let you know...
Have a good day!
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