Akatsuki. Wait... THEY'RE KIDS?! REWRITING

CHAPTER III - I Always Hated Kids

Katrina's POV=

I groaned, throwing open another door.

Alright. Let's clear a little something up. I hate children. Hate them. More than Athena, and that immortal bitch is... Well, an annoying immortal bitch. Children are insufferable, disgusting, and so fucking loud. Ah, right. Back to reality.

We had found one of the couches, located on the second floor, and dragged it back down to the living room.

"So~ anyone care to explain this~" Elise drawled after we had located the kids - well, most of them. We were still missing Hidan's right arm and left leg. I mean, I have an idea of where the zealots limbs are, but I don't want to end up like him.

"Well, it was good for the first ten minutes or so, until Hidan and Deidara started being really mean to Itachi. Lucy-san was angry all of a sudden, then beat the ever living shit out of the two. Everyone was caught in the crossfire, except for Itachi. Which was really weird." Zetsu explained.(Bold is black Zetsu)

"Ah~ I see~" Elise cooed. "Heres a tip - Never, ever trash talk Itachi Uchiha. Any other Uchiha, however, is free for bashing. Except for Mikoto."

"Hn.(shut it, all of you.)" We turned to see Luce, whose shades were back in place and her clothes neat again, had entered. "The other couch is out back, threw it through a window. The recliner is in the kitchen. The little shit's limbs are in one of the first floor closets."

And with that, Luce walked "calmly" upstairs to her room. The three of us shared a few looks, and sighed.

"I'll get the other couch. Elise, mind getting the recliner?" Elise smiled and left to the kitchen. "And Tena-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I go'it." Athena grumbled under her breath, going to look for the tiny zealot's limbs. Before I left for the other sofa, I looked at Itachi. That midget cannibal was right. The ravenette didn't have a scratch on him, the others were at least a bit scraped up. Eh, whatever. Might as well get the couch.

I slid past Elise in the kitchen and went out back through the kitchen door. I saw the upside-down couch, and sighed. One handed, I flipped it over. I proceeded to lift it above my head and ducked back through the kitchen door. I entered the living room and set couch down where it was before we left. I then began on trying to get the blood stains off the floor and walls. Tena was attempting to fix the wallpaper, and not doing so well.

"Hey, Itachi. Where you going?" Elise asked. Itachi had gotten up to go upstairs.

"Hm." He grunted, continuing up the stairs. I sighed and went back to scrubbing.

Itachi's POV=

I looked for where Lucy-san may have gone. I passed many doors, and had to walk back down the hall before I found what I was looking for. I stopped in front of a door with Lucy-san's name on it. I knocked quietly, waiting for an answer.

"Come in, Uchiha-san." I heard Lucy-san's voice through the door. How did she know it was me? I stood on my tiptoes - Curse this tiny body - and turned the knob. I walked into the room, reaching up to close the door behind me.

(But it's night time and the carpet is dark grey DONT OWN)

Lucy-san was sitting on her bed, her head in her hands. I walked up to her and pulled on her sleeve, grabbing her attention.

"Yes Uchiha-san? You needed something?" Her voice was tired and she wasn't wearing her shades. Her eyes were a bright, glowing green.

"Why were you... defending me? And how did you know I was the one at the door?" I asked. She sighed and lifted me up, setting me next to her on the bed.

"You, the rest of the Akatsuki, and everyone else you know, are from an illustrated book series slash animated television show named after the container of the Kyuubi. The series is still ongoing, and you've died twice. I know everything about you and the others, and my sister's know as well. When the four of us aren't at work or out shopping for necessities, that very show is our main source of entertainment." Lucy-san explained, sugarcoating nothing but not burying me in too many details. "And I want to violently kill Danzo for the things he made you do. And I may or may not want to punch Tobi in his stupid masked face." She muttered the last sentence under her breath.

"Hn... (Oh...)" I trailed off, lost in thoughts and memories. I brushed off the fact that she ignored my second question, deciding it was a bit personal. I felt a large, gloved hand pat my head in a comforting manner.

"You, uh... should go back downstairs, get something to eat... or..." Lucy-san went quiet, running her hands through her shoulder length, straight black hair.

"I'm not really hungry." I said. I want to find out why... why she cares. But I almost want... to just stay here with her. Why?

"Ah... it's fine. I don't mind you staying with me." She murmured, kicking off her boots and laying down. She set her gloves on the table, turned off the lamp, and rolled over.

How did she know that I... Ah. I'll ask tomorrow. I thought, crawling under the comforter next to her. I was still wearing my poofy dark blue pants and my partial fishnet undershirt underneath my cloak. My clothes seemed to have shrunk along with me, another thing I want answers to.

I jumped a little when an arm wrapped around my torso and pulled me into a warm, gentle embrace. Lucy-san had pulled me close, looking out the window at the starry night sky.

"Lucy-san-"

"Sorry I snapped earlier. It's just... the idiots pissed me off and, they never even thought that maybe..." She trailed off, sighing and looking away.

"It's alright Lucy-san." I replied. I didn't even know why she was apologizing.

"You can just call me Luce, Uchiha-san." She said.

"You may call me Itachi." I replied. Eventually her breathing evened out, and I knew that she had fallen asleep. I soon drifted off as well.

(A/N): Sorry it was shorter than normal guys. Just been busy(and lazy) lately. Next chapter I will post a layout of the house, but until then, here! A chibi Izaya(from Durarara) playing with his imaginary motorcycle!