I look for someone named Sasori. I turn the corner and knock into someone, I fall back on my butt and my head hits the wall.
“What the hell?!?” Someone yells who also fell on the floor.
“Ow, ow, ow, ow…” I say rubbing the back of my head.
“What uh pain.” The person says still sitting on the floor. I start to laugh. “What are you laughing at?” The person asks, annoyed.
“It’s just that I say that to.” I say laughing. I hear a sigh, and I stop.
“You alright?” The person asks. I nod and look at the person. He had white hair slicked back, a part of his ear was missing, a necklace with a upside down triangle in it, and his village head band hanging around his neck with a line crossing through the villages symbol. We both get up.
“Sorry.” I say looking at him. He looks back at me and nods. I start to walk away.
“Wait!” He yells. I turn around to look at him.
“Yeah?” I ask.
“Why are you here?” He asks, eyeing me.
“I’m the new Akatsuki member.” I say.
“The one Itachi brought?” He asks. I nod. “My names Hidan, what’s yours?”
“Yuki Daseke.” I say. He looks at me like he’s interested.
“Ooohhh, you’re Yuki Daseke.” He says. I raise my eye brow. “You’re quite the gossip here in the Akatsuki.” He says. I shrug.
“Hey, do you know where Sasori’s room is?” I ask. He turns his head to the side a bit. “I’m his new roommate.” I say. He starts to laugh and motions for me to follow him.
We come to a door with a puppet painted on the door. I sigh.
“Thanks.” I say. He smiles at me and walks away. I slowly open the door. “Hello? S-Sasori?”
I take a couple steps in the room. A hand covers my mouth and I elbow the person in the stomach.
“Ow!” I yell. I think I got a huge splinter in my arm. I whine in my head. I hear laughing. I sigh.
“Who are you and what are you doing here?” The person asks. I point to his hand still covering my mouth. “Oh, yeah.” He says sheepishly, uncovering my mouth.
“I’m Yuki Daseke, the new Akatsuki member, and your new roommate.” I say, sounding bored. He lets go of me and walks in front of me. He looks me up and down, so I do the same. He had red hair, and dark brown eyes, and his nails are painted a dark teal. I scrunch my nose up and look back at Sasori’s face.
“What?” He asks. I look at his nails again.
“Why do you guys wear nail polish?” I ask. He blushes and looks at the floor.
“I don’t know, I guess it’s just a sign of membership.” He mumbles. I shrug and look around.
“Were do I set up?” I ask. Sasori, relieved the subject changed, pointed to the right side of the room were a bed is in the corner. I nod. I blush.
“What?” Asks Sasori. I look at him, causing me to blush more.
“I-I didn’t have time to get my stuff.” I say. He laughs and grabs my arm, pulling me out of the room.
“Let’s go tell Leader-Sama.” He says smiling.
We stop in front of Peins doors. Sasori knocks on the doors really hard.
“Open!” Pein yells from inside. Sasori opens and, still holding my wrist, drags me inside with him.
“Hi Yuki!” Says Deidara. I smile at him and wave. Deidara looks at Sasori and they scowl at each other. Deidara looks down at Sasori’s hand still holding my wrist, and growls.
“Got something in your throat?” Sasori asks smiling at Deidara and pulling me closer to him. They glare at each other some more. Pein sighs and looks at me.
“What’s the problem?” Asks Pein. I look away from Deidara and Sasori, who are trying to choke each other by glaring. I sigh and look at Pein.
“When I left Konaha I didn’t get a chance to get my clothes.” I say ignoring Deidara and Sasori, who are now growling at each other. Pein sighs at them.
“Deidara! Sasori! Get out!” Pein bellows at them. They look at me and reluctantly leave, jabbing each other all the way out.
“What’s their problem?” I ask. Pein laughs.
“They have a disagreement on what art is in the past. But I don’t think that was their problem this time.” Pein says staring at me.
“What do you mean.” I ask. He sighs.
“They seem to both… like you.” He says, slowly. I don’t get it at first, then I realize what he means. I sigh.
“Anyway. What about clothes?” I ask changing the subject.
“You can go pick clothes out with Konan tomorrow.” He says. I nod and start to leave.
“Oh,” I say turning back to him. “About the whole… nail polish thing.” I say.
