New World (Akatsuki)

Literally everyone makes these kinds of Akatsuki fanfictions so I highly doubt mine will get noticed or anything. Oh well. Writing is fun. Two OC's, one belonging and named after me, and one belonging to and named after my friend Brise.

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CRASH

Chaos blinked, different colored eyes opening from her slumber. She tried to clear her head of the grogginess as she reached blindly around on her bedside table. She grabbed her phone and pressed the home screen button. The pink 5c lit up, blinding the pinkette for a moment. She read the time on the screen, six a.m. With a groan, she fell back onto her bed and left her phone on the spot beside her. Her roommate, Brise, wasn't supposed to be back until ten, and the girl knew that she wouldn't come back early. Especially at six in the morning.

Chaos rolled out of bed and tip toed to her closet, opening the white double doors. She reached in and grabbed a softball bat from when she actually liked sports, all while wondering why someone had to break in this early.

She grabbed a pair of shorts on her way out and slipped them on, pulling the sleeves of her sweatshirt up to her elbows and then she slowly opened her door, glancing out into the hallway of the second floor. After deeming the top floor safe, she looked towards the stairs and saw that the living room lights were on. At that moment, a scream ripped through the air, causing Chaos to jump.

"Shut the fuck up Tobi, un!"

"Tobi is sorry senpai, Tobi is sorry!"

"I said shut up, yeah!"

They suck at being quiet, Chaos thought, swinging the bat so it could rest on her shoulder. She pushed the door open all the way, careful so it wouldn't creak, then quietly made her way to the staircase. She dropped to her knees and bent down, looking between the rails to the staircase at the scene before her.

Nine people stood in her living room, all wearing big, black cloaks that covered the majority of their bodies, leaving their eyes left in the open. Each cloak was dotted with red clouds with a white lining around them. A majority of them had a headband with a metal plate wrapped around the heads, all of them having a deep slash through the shiny metal.

Chaos blinked. Why are Akatsuki cosplayers robbing me? She went to stand, but stopped suddenly when a foot pressed into her back. Her breathing hitched and multi-colored eyes opened widely. A pale hand reached down and grabbed the bat from her now loose grip.

"Hey guys, I found a bitch!" a humor filled voice yelled. Chaos frowned and went to retort, to say she wasn't a bitch, but the person grabbed her by the back of her sweatshirt and lifted her from the ground. She let out a small squeak as her feet left the ground and everything seemed to move by ten times quicker than before. She was suddenly down stairs with ten sets of eyes staring at her. She stared back, wide eyes scanning over all of their faces. She had to admit, they did a good job on the makeup and the wigs even looked legit. In her opinion, the Zetsu cosplay was the most convincing.

She suddenly met the floor with a soft thump. Chaos groaned and slid so that she sat on her butt, rubbing her soon-to-be-bruised knees. She glared at the one who had caught her, who happened to be the Hidan cosplayer. He seemed very amused with himself at the moment, which only seemed to annoy Chaos further.

She noticed that everyone had been staring at her for quite some time, so she let out an awkward cough. "Um...if you're going to rob me, I'd prefer it if you'd take my friends stuff...I have a spiritual bond with all of my stuff. Like...I really care about my manga, especially Naruto...you guys understand that, right? I mean, you are cosplaying the infamous Akatsuki. By the way, it looks pretty legit, good job..." she trailed off awkwardly, unsure of what else to say. She hoped that throwing compliments at them would at least convince them to let her live.