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She got closer to him and placed an innocent kiss on his cheek.
"Night, pyro"
The events that followed during the next six weeks were pretty normal, considering their situation. After three months of non-stop exploitation Pein had given them four weeks off from Akatsuki missions, which came like heaven to most of them.
It was their first night off, and they wandered around like dogs without owners, not quite certain about what to do with their newly acquired freedom. Kakuzu of course wasn't a part of the wandering crowd, as he'd already left to bounty hunt full time, he was thrilled, so thrilled in fact he hadn't hurt Hidan at all that day, or anyone else for that matter.
Just because they were murderers didn't mean they didn't appreciate the trivial things of life, even if some of them had a nearly extinct sense of fun and party time, they needed to celebrate, and she had just what they needed.
"Dinner's ready."
Kisame, Deidara, Sasori and Itachi stopped talking and turned their heads to her. The slamming of a door broke the awkward silence, replacing it with a loud, deep voice.
"Un-fcking-believable! Who the hell made this?"
Hidan appeared behind her and looked at them questioningly.
"You seriously, cooked us dinner?" Kisame asked surprised.
"Yeah, like I knew none of you guys would do it and… well, we need like… a celebration?, so I figured... why not…" her cheeks started turning red and her heart began to beat like a voodoo drum. "Pshhh… stop staring at me!" she said, her face growing hotter.
Itachi was the first to stand up and walk to the dining room, followed by the others. Bakudan, grilled fish, ribs, onigiri and dango for desert. It really looked delicious, how long had it taken her to make all that? The Akatsukis sat down, but remained silent and still.
"It's not poisoned or anything…" she said rather annoyed.
The table was decorated with candles, and everything set perfectly. Some seats were empty though, Pein, Konan, Tobi, Zetsu and Kakuzu were gone. She sat next to Deidara and glared at them.
"Fine, don't eat. See if I care."
" Itadakimasu" Deidara said as he started to dig in.
"Itadakimasu" chorused the rest.
They ate, talked, drank and enjoyed themselves. In spite of everything, they truly were gentlemen. Psychotic, yes. But who wasn't?
It was getting late and they couldn't take another bite out of anything, there was nothing left to drink, and they were well, a little tired. Slowly they all went back to their rooms.
"I didn't know you cooked, un"
"Yeah, well, there's a lot of things of me you don't know"
"Right back at you, yeah"
"Oh, really? Well, let's hear then."
"Let me show you"
Deidara stepped closer and put his hands on each side of her waist pulling her to him and kissing her lips roughly.
"Aline?"
"Yeah, sorry… what?"
She shook her head and stared at him, she had doze off, it had just been her imagination.