Days Go By
.::a fic for everyone who adores the Akatsuki::.
Part Three.
.::Itachi::.
Before Konan, Pein, and Konan's "adoptees" knew it, summer ended and their group's third and second years began.
Konan, if you'll ask her, recalls, with utter fondness, Itachi's...er, introduction into the group quite clearly...
So does Kisame. But he keeps his mouth shut.
--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--
It was, perhaps, the third day into the newest year for our Akatsuki (Konan had left the naming of their group up to Pein, a decision she deeply regretted after thirty-six hours of Pein nonstop calling her) and Kisame was at his locker, furiously fighting with the (damned) thing.
"Hnn."
Kisame turned around and raised an eyebrow at the male behind him. He was pale and skinny, with long black hair kept together loosely. His onyx eyes dared the shark-loving man to snicker at his long, puff-sleeved, feminine shirt, tight jeans that had pink flowers on the legs, silver earrings, and, best of all, a ribbon tied around his gathered hair.
The male, obviously not wanting a conversation, slammed his hand on the locker door, said "It was a dare," and walked away.
The metal door swung open with ease.
--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--
Konan was the next to have an encounter with Itachi. She, being the lovely person she was, had been signed up by her teachers to be "support" for incoming freshmen, although she hadn't been informed of that fact..
She was in her dorm by herself, a rare fact, messing with the origami rose Zetsu had given (NOT MADE!) her, when the door swung open and there he was.
"I don't need this," He informed her harshly, near-glaring at her. "I can handle the schoolwork, the pressure, the-"
"And may I inquire just who are you?" Konan inquired, fixing him with a harsh-mother look.
He stared back at her. "you're not Konan Rose?"
"I am, I'm just wondering who you are and WHAT you're doing in my room, not that I mind, anyones welcome, as long as they can handle Pein's jealousy-"
"You're telling me you don't know?"
She huffed, exasperated.
Something along the lines of a smirk slipped on his face. "Im Itachi Uchiha, and you'll never be seeing me again."
And then he was gone.
--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--
"He's lost," Konan said to Sasori the next day. Everyone, as per usual, was at their little lunch spot. Kisame and Hidan, also per usual, were arguing at the top of their lungs. "He needs someone."
"And what do you want me to do about it?" The artist said dryly.
Konan raised an eyebrow. "I know he's in your math class."
The redhead sighed. "Fine. FINE."
--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--
Sasori cornered him the next day, blocking his way out the door. "Uchiha."
"...Akatsuna," Itachi said, the question in his eyes.
Sasori stared evenly back.
Itachi scowled.
The artist raised an eyebrow
The Uchiha finally sighed and Sasori, smirking in victory, dragged him out to the lunch area.
--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--
"He looks gay," Hidan announced upon seeing the newest (possible) member of Akatsuki.
"Like your one to talk," Kakuzu and Pein muttered under their breaths.
Kisame broke the staring contest with Itachi he'd instigated as soon as the Uchiha'd arrived. "Hey locker boy. Thanks for the help."
"Aa."
Konan beamed and began steering Itachi towards the giant oak, and, with that, the Uchiha was officially an "Akatsuki Child".
--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--Itachi--
.::Deidara::.
Upon a questioning of Deidara's integration into the group, Sasori's eyes will glaze over, partly in anger, partly in exasperation, and partly in an emotion he has yet to admit he has for the petite female.
--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--
It was a pleasant lunchtime at the Akatsuki lunchspot, and Kisame, Hidan, and Kakuzu were actually being relatively well behaved. Besides Sasori not being there yet, everything was perfect.
"Daaaaaaaannaaaaa!"
"Brat, let go!"
Konan and the rest of the Akatsukis eyebrows raised, and the seven members occupying the space were amused.
"But dannaaaaaaa!"
Sasori, impatient and rather irritated, was trying to detach a petite little blond female who had a grip on his bag.
"Sasori's got a fucking stalker," Hidan said, impressed.
Kakuzu snorted. "Sounds like a certain someone else I know."
Hidan scowled
"For the last time, brat, let go before I make you!" The puppet-and-drawing-master threatened.
She just pouted. "You wouldn't hit a girl, would you, danna?"
Sasori's eyes glittered. "I've been known to make exceptions."
The girl huffed, let go of Sasori's bag, and tossed her hair over her shoulder. "Fine. See you ah-ROUND, da-NNA." and she stomped off.
Konan blinked. "Who was that?"
Sasori scowled. "Deidara Iwa. She's a freshman focusing on art."
"Daaaaaamn," Hidan said. "She was a fucking hot little spitfire."
Zetsu threw a book at Hidan's head.
--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--
The next time the Akatsuki encountered Deidara, she was running.
The eight members of Akatsuki had gathered at their lunchspot after school just cause they could, and it was one of Konan's rare afternoons off.
"Here comes the female track team," Hidan said, sitting up. Kisame also straightened up. Konan rolled her eyes.
The members of the team began to run past their group, and Hidan began whistling.
A cleat flew out of nowhere and smacked Hidan in the head. The runners stopped running, amused and eager to see how this scenario played out.
"Fuck off, platnium asshole!" A voice yelled.
Kakuzu chuckled.
Hidan sat up again. "Oi, come out here and say it to my face!"
The runners parted, and out came Deidara, her hair shining in the light and her chest slightly heaving.
"Asshole," She growled, punched him in the face, took back her cleat, and started running again. Her fellow runners followed her lead.
Kisame grimned. "Cult boy got told."
Sasori smirked as Hidan scowled, the image of pissed off Deidara stuck in his head.
--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--
When Sasori actually started liking Deidara and not getting annoyed by her, it was seven fifteen in the morning, in the empty art room.
He'd entered, fifteen minutes earlier, to find her completely at peace and painting what looked like an explosion.
He'd just started to manage to not focus on her and focus on his own when she spoke.
"Sasori-danna?" She said, her voice light and musical, unlike the earlier tones of anger and annoying he'd associated with her.
He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
Looking emboldened by the fact that he hadn't called her brat or snapped at her yet, she continued. "What're you painting?"
He met her gaze levely and observed her. Just when she looked about ready to go back to her own project, he said, "Come over and find out on your own."
She blinked, gobsmacked, but hopped off her stool and made her way over to him, peering over his shoulder. "A stream?"
He sighed. "Not just the stream. The trees, the cabin, the sky..."
"But you focused on the stream," She said, her fingers twitching as if she wanted to touch his painting.
"Just...define it as a clearing," He finally said.
She stared at him, observing him through slighlty widened eyes. Then she smiled. "Its pretty, Sasori-danna." And she made her way back to her own painting.
He stared at her back, images of her captured in his own paintings running through his mind. He shook his head.
"Deidara," He said three minutes later. "Would you like to..eat lunch with my friends and I today?"
She whipped around, staring at him in shock. "Really, danna?"
He nodded.
She smiled again. "I'd love to!"
--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--
When Sasori arrived at the lunchspot that day, smirking down at Deidara, who was getting upset at him for teasing her, Hidan's jaw dropped.
"Holy shit."
Konan smirked, dropped her book, and went over to Deidara. "Finally! Another girl! I was starting to wonder if all my male friends were gay!"
As she wrapped Deidara in a hug, Kisame, Kakuzu, and Hidan choked while Sasori, Pein, Itachi, and Zetsu smirked.
--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--Deidara--
.::Tobi::.
Last and possibly definately least came the orange, hyperactive menace known to mankind as Tobi.
Many of the Akatsuki refuse to talk about Tobi joining the group. But that might just be because he's annoying.
--Tobi--Tobi--Tobi---Tobi--Tobi--Tobi--
It was a beautiful spring day when the last "official" member of the Akatsuki joined.
"TOBI'S A GOOD BOY!"
"Agh, get away!"
"Dei-chayn!"
The Akatsuki looked, all bemused, towards the sounds of the voices.
CRASH.
"Danna!" Deidara came sprinting towards them, her fingers immediatly grasping onto Sasori's shirt as she clung to him, her breath coming out in pants and her hair mussed up. "Save me!"
"From what?"
"DEI-CHAN!"
"That!" She eeped, ducking behind him.
Sasori stepped away from her as an orange blob came tearing their way.
"Da-OOF!" Deidara fell over, the orange blob on top of her.
"Deidara-chan! Tobi is a good boy!" The black-haired blob said.
"Off! Get off me!" Deidara started flipping out, hitting the poor freshman's head.
"Dei-chan-"
"DONT CALL ME THAT!"
Sasori blinked, sighed, and pulled 'Tobi' off Deidara by the freshman's collar. "You should respect a lady's wishes." he dropped the boy on the ground.
"What lady?" Hidan scoffed.
Deidara threw her bookbag at him.
Tobi's eyes widened, and he started flailing in joy. "You are Sasori Akatsuna-sempai!" he did something similiar to a bow, and ran off.
Sasori looked at Deidara, who was still on the ground, looking pissed, and smirked. "He really likes you, brat."
She glared. "Fuck off, danna!"
--Tobi--Tobi--Tobi---Tobi--Tobi--Tobi--
When, the next day, Zetsu realized he had Tobi in his class right before lunch, he set out to befriend the boy.
"Hello-Tobi, is it?"
The hyperactive boy nodded. "Tobi is a good boy!"
Zetsu looked at the innocent freshman and smirked. Bringing him to lunch would piss Deidara off, get Sasori jealous, and set off Konans motherly instincts. Plus, it helped that Tobi was rather cute too.
"Yes," Zetsu continued to smirked. "Yes you are."
--Tobi--Tobi--Tobi---Tobi--Tobi--Tobi--
When Konan looked up from her book and saw Tobi clutching onto Zetsu's arm, she sighed.
"I want to adopt him," Zetsu said.
"Deidara's not going to be happy," Konan pointed out.
"So?"
She sighed, motherly instincts starting to swirl up within her. "Fine..."
When Deidara arrived, she took one look at Tobi, screamed, dropped her bag, and took off running.
--Tobi--Tobi--Tobi---Tobi--Tobi--Tobi--
And so junior year for Konan and Pein ended with the extended family they had been looking for. But more is in store for them next year...
--Konan--Pein--Zetsu--Kaku--Kisa--Saso--Hidan--Ita--Dei--Tobi--
Mwahahaha. I have returned (ish) from the dead (ish).
So...i was going to do both Ita and Dei as girls...but then i was being lazy and i also realized i cant write fem!Ita for shiz, so I just did fem!spitfire!p'oed!Dei.
...Yaaaaay...?
No, I really do like the way Deidara turned out as a girl. And, mwahaha, I can't what to write "her" chapter... -snickers evilly-
Hidan's a perv, and what do pervs get for being pervs? Stuff thrown at them (yay dei and zetsu!).
...Also Zetsu's kind of a pedophile...sorta...gah what is wrong with me I make all my characters WERID.
Review my lovely little minions! REVIEW.
Next up, the first couple chapter. That means there will either be some ZetsuTobi, PeinKonan, KisaIta, Sasofem!Dei, or KakuHidan going on next time! Care to leave your thoughts on which couple you think I'll write first? Correct guessers will get a basket of virtual cookies and redeemable virtual brownie points.
Signage-ing off-ing,
An Order of RAWR.