Contains minor swearing i.e. bullshit, damnit etc.
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The baby, who was now christened 'Angel', stared up at the slightly fuzzy figures through week-old eyes. She didn't know what was going on, and she really wanted to find out.
The three Akatsuki stared down at the 'patient' lying on the operating table. In Sasori's hands he held a shot and a small jar of blue liquid, the sleeping serum. Konan looked at him and nodded.
Sasori stuck the needle through the thin covering on the jar. The serum sucked through the needle into the shot until it was a quarter full. The victim was an infant, therefore only a little would render it unconscious.
He injected the liquid into the baby's upper arm, earning some yips and squirming from the sting. But the infant's confusion was quickly subdued as its eyes quickly closed and began breathing steadily in its sleep.
"How long?" Konan asked Sasori.
He shrugged lazily.
"Thirty minutes, give or take."
"That's more than enough time," she replied. Konan took up a seat next to the baby. She threw a white puff at Sasori, who caught it easily in one hand.
"Cotton ball?" she offered. Sasori sighed, but nodded anyways. The two took up seats on either side of the head of the baby. Both dipped the cotton balls into rubbing alcohol and began to clean the large wound.
"Damnit," Sasori cursed, "how much blood left is there?" He surveyed the used white puffs before him, which were no longer white but red with the blood from the baby's gashes. Konan on the other side had just as many.
"I don't know," Konan said, sighing as she discarded another puff ball into her pile, "I think we should just wrap some gauze around her head and call it a day."
"Why didn't we think of that sooner?!"
"Calm yourself, Sasori. I know you hate wasting time, but I thank you for helping me."
"Tch." The irritated redhead pushed himself away from the operating table, jiggling it accidentally. Sasori suddenly realized what he had done. Even with his limited experience in the social interacting of people, he knew what happened when you wake a sleeping baby.
Pein, who had been leaning against the wall of the room silent still, arms folded, pushed away and stopped at the table of the baby. Sasori, Konan, and he watched in wonder, curiosity, and apprehension as the infant moaned and squinted her tiny eyes from the bright light shining in her face.
Konan leaned in closer to create a shadow over her so that the baby may open her sensitive eyes with out any pain. Instead, 'Angel' exploded into a fit of bawling, thrashing around as much as a scrunched up baby could. The two male Akatsuki quickly jerked back at the sound, even though both had grown accustomed to the sound over the years.
Konan quickly scooped up the little baby into her arms, supporting the head as she did so, and began rocking her gently.
"There, there, little Angel, don't cry." She cooed in a soothing voice. Repeating these words again and again, Angel calmed down in mere minutes. Konan rubbed the little child's back softly as she rested her fragile head against her shoulder.
"I hate babies." Sasori muttered.
"Well get used to it, because we're keeping her here." Pein announced.
"We are?" Konan and Sasori asked at the same time with question in their eyes. He regarded them both with the eyes of authority.
"Yes we are." he said to the redhead, "And don't give me that bullshit-"
"Pein! The baby."
"Sorry. Don't give me that BS that you hate babies. You were more than willing to babysit my child when Konan and I asked you."
"That's because if I said no, you'd probably pour kerosene over my puppets and set fire to them." He retorted.
"True." Pein muttered, "Anyway, this time I promise---wait, what the hell am I saying?! You take orders from me! I do not take suggestions or requests!" Sasori held up his wooden hands in front of him.
"Calm down, Leader-sama, I get it, okay?"
"Good."
A yawn from behind made the three Akatsuki turn around in surprise.
"What are you doing out of bed, Son?" Pein asked.