Hm, I'm starting to notice how bad of a multi-tasker I am. There's two stories that I'm writing and now it takes forever for me to post a chapter. The other story is almost over though and I'll be back to just writing CCM. Hm, Naruto isn't mine's but the plot is. Thankies to Marissafish, AlexPwnsJoo an Panda-chan101, hm!

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Now Hidan was back in the common room, he noticed how they wasn't taking about Care Bears anymore but about something else. Taking his usual seat on the sofa, he noticed Kakuzu was now with them. "There you are." Pein said once he laid eyes on him, "You're going to be putting up the T.V. when we get it which should beeee... tomorrow." Hearing the news made him groan, "Awww. Why the fuck do I have to do it?" but the response was short and simple. "Because you ate my last pop tart and didn't even have the nerve to put it in the toaster first."

He just remained silent but then began to whine to himself, "I didn't see a post-it on it..." The silence in the room was interrupted by Kisame's coughing. On his lap was a plate with some cookies and they shook with each cough he let out. "What the hell?! These cookies suck!" he said when he looked to the plate on his lap. Beside him was a smirking Sasori, "I can't smell or anything and I could have told you those cookies were no good." Kisame just ignored the other's words and groaned as he leaned back into the sofa. "What cookies?" Hidan couldn't help but ask and got past the plate from Kisame.

Taking the deep blue plate into his hands, he looked down at the cookies and then back to Kisame. "What type of cookies are these? I don't think I've seen them before." Hidan said as he sat the plate on his lap and took up a cookie. The other Akatsuki replied through another groan, "Some coconut bull crap." The answer was a poor one but then in the condition he was in, Hidan didn't expect a grade A answer.

Returning his purple eyes to the cookies, he brought one to his face to look at it some more. As he brought it to him, he paused. Oh, yeah. It's defiantly coconut. Taking it away from his face, he tilted his head, his hair not moving an inch to the movement, and shrugged to himself. What the hell that can happen? Hidan carelessly thought to himself and ate the entire cookie. Really, it didn't taste too bad but when he swallowed, it came crashing down into a sick frown. "GAH! THE KIND OF FUCKING COOKIES ARE THESE?" Hidan yelled quickly putting the plate onto a table.

Leaning back in his seat, he looked to Kisame to voice his agreement but then stopped when he saw him with a hand over his stomach. One more groan from him caused his other hand to fly onto his mouth and he jumped to his feel. "I fink I'm bunna be fick" Kisame said and made a dash out the room to the bathroom.

"Ew! Kisame's gonna toss his cookies!" Tobi whined while Konan nodded and whispered, "And quite literally, too." Seconds after that had been said, the sound of someone throwing up journeyed into the room. Kakuzu rolled his eyes and then held a cheek in one of his hands. "He better be throwing up in the toilet and not on the floor. I don't want to fucking waste floor cleaner on his disgusting barf," he said though no one seemed to have paid mind.

The sounds paused for a moment and then returned but it was now the sounds of someone coughing. Looking to the doorway leading out the common room and into the hall, Tobi frowned though no one could tell from his ever-present mask. "It sounds painful. Is Kisame going to die?" he asked Zetsu, sounding like a worried child. He just looked to the worried Akatsuki member and gave a small smile, "He'll be okay. If he was alright at the chili dog eating contest, he'll be alright now."

What Zetsu said seemed to have done the trick as Tobi nodded and went back to letting out his cheery barrier. Hidan just watched and got an idea from what was said. It sounds painful... maybe if I eat the ring, I'll be in pain. I'll be using Jashin's gift to help serve him further! But then his eyes widened and his hand jumped onto his bare stomach by some sort of weird reflex. "Oh, shit. I feel sick." he said out loud and dug his nails into his skin. With a small twitch, his other hand was sent to cover his mouth. Not even a word later, he was out the room and to the other bathroom.

"What's going on here?" Itachi finally asked after seeing two of his friends run to the bathroom to throw up after eating the cookies. Slowly getting up, he went to the plate that was on the table and looked down to the cookies. Reaching out a pale hand, he took one of the cookies and brought it to him to look at it closer. "DON'T DO IT!" he heard someone scream which almost made him fall over. Itachi whipped his head to see Deidara who was shivering with a teary eye. "Don't do it!" he repeated, "Itachi, don't eat it, hmph. They're evil cookies! Kisame and Hidan got sick from eating it. WHAT TYPE OF FUCKING COOKIES DO THAT, HMPH?!"

Itachi just stared but then whispered, "I wasn't going to eat it." Setting down the cookie, he left the room but returned seconds later with the box that the cookies belonged to. Holding it up higher for the others to see, he whispered to them, "These cookies... they're nearly two months old." Everyone became deathly silent before Konan was the first to move and grab the box. "No fucking way." she said to herself before seeing the box and coming to terms that Itachi was right.

"Ewwwwww. So they ate month old cookies?" Tobi began to whine again. No one bothered to say anything but just nod since it seemed very clear at that point. Itachi left to the kitchen but this time with the box and plate of the old cookies. Again, he returned and now empty handed from throwing away the cookies and putting the plate in the sink. Also coming into the room was Kisame who looked a little better but still with a hint of sickness. "I'm fine... just... going to my room." he said and left again with even his voice seeming down in the dumps.

Next to return was Hidan who looked the same as Kisame and even offered to go to his room, too. "I'll be in my room," he muttered to them as he hanged his head into the doorway and then went to his bedroom. Sure, he may have gotten sick from the cookies but the whole incident did bring an idea on how the ring could continue to help him serve Jashin.

Barging into his own room, he saw the ring and quickly took it up in his hand. Swallowing it could put me in pain just like the crappy cookies. He smiled as his thoughts without even thinking about any consequences but then again this was Hidan. Putting his hand to the air and leaning back his head, he opened his mouth but quickly closed it and stopped the ring. It fell from his hand and hit his nose and then onto the floor. "Fuck. I think I'm going to throw up again," he whispered though he didn't.

Slowly putting the ring back onto his desk, he declared he'd get to it the next day and just laid in his bed. The constantly feeling of throwing up had him eyeing his door just about the entire time. It somehow became very tiring and he eventually landed himself into a sleep.

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The dreamless sleep was later interrupted with a knock on the door and Hidan cracked open his eyes. It didn't help since they were half-lidded but at least me made it to the door without any trouble. The sleep must have been a good one since he had forgotten all about what had happened the day before though got reminded as he opened the door.

"Ah, you're okay. Good. The television came." Zetsu smiled as he stood in the doorway of the room. Hidan just ignored what he had said and went deeper into his room without a word. He looked for a shirt since he already knew how the drill was for things like this and quickly put it on. Returning back to where Zetsu was, he nodded and followed him into the living room.

The scene in the living room was like a crime scene with the furniture moved, two strangers with little radios and a big box. "Um... I'll set it up." Hidan said, a bit unsure on what to say. The two looked to him with a nod and began to talk to Pein. As Hidan carefully stepped to the box, he saw what looked like Kakuzu in a fetal position but it was probably because it was now official that they had spent the money from the sale on the new television. "What a fucking wuss." he whispered to himself as he opened the box.

Half an hour, lung-fulls of yelling and cursing and banging on the wall from trying to put it up, which probably gave the neighbors nosebleeds from some naughty thoughts later... the television was set up. "Well, there it is," Hidan sighed when he was finally done but then whispered, "The damn shit." because of all the trouble it gave him.

Everyone cheered and for some reason joined into a group hug. "Yeah, that's nice." Sasori said in the usual uncaring tone, as he was the first to break away from the love. Taking his usual seat in the chair, he turned his red-brown eyes to the others. "What are we going to do with-" he was going to ask but got interrupted with giggling. "Tobi likes this box!" he continued to giggle as he somehow was in the box.

"Yyyyyeah. Who wants breakfast, hmph?" Deidara asked as he slowly looked away from Tobi. No one said anything until Pein coughed, "Deidara... all you know how to make it powdered drinks and... bacon." His words didn't insult him but made his glow with pride. "Damn right, I know how to make bacon, hmph!" which was true since his was the best in the Akatsuki... meaning it was actually decent. Hidan watched the two go back and forth before becoming confused. Breakfast? It's fucking morning already? With a quick look to the window, he saw the sunlight peeking through it. Damn. How the hell did I miss that?

Remembering the small promise he had made to himself, he left the room and into his to get the ring. Without even a second thought, he quickly swallowed it but nothing happened. "Dammit!" Hidan yelled when he saw nothing happened but then started up a coughing fit. It continued to the poor his throat felt soar and it actually began to hurt. Hah! This is great! With one more cough, he actually spit the ring back up and it fell back onto the floor.

Left panting, Hidan looked at the saliva covered ring and took it up with a towel. "Shit! This isn't real... I can't serve Jashin... then," he mumbled before stopping completely to dry the ring with the towel. He stared down to it before going into a blind rampage that he failed in serving his beloved Jashin. Not even thinking, he threw the ring out of the room, anything to get it away from him at the moment. He eventually continued to cut up any worthless things that were in his room with maniacal yells.

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Nyahh. Hm, I'm not very happy with this chapter but I really hate to keep you guys waiting any longer. I have also learned something along with being a horrible multi-tasker... listening to Thousand Foot Krutch somehow gets me typing more. Hm, it's officially my typing music. I will try to get the next chapter up whenever possible but now I see that I shouldn't make any promises about it.