Notes: This was inspired by a little roleplay that my friend and I had going over e-mail (for those who've read Party with the Akatsuki, it's the second installment Ace and I are continuing in secret). It involved Ace's original character becoming friends with Satan. Deidara commented, "You're friends with Satan? That's awesome. He controls HELL. Where we will all probably go someday." So, Satan said that they could do community service to wipe out their bad deeds. But, unlike this fic, in that story they cleaned up garbage on the freeway. But I thought art class would be much better. Now read the story, chumps and chumpettes.

Disclaimer:

Grass is green

Water is wet

I don't own Naruto

Nor do I own "chumps and chumpettes"

"Chumps and chumpettes" is an original quote by the same character who befriended Satan. I LOVE YOU RACCOON! And this is a stupid, goofy humor story, so they're going to be a little OOC. But their personalities are essentially the same. So bear with me here.

SPOILER WARNING! SPOILER WARNING! SPOILER WARNING! Do not pass this little note thing UNLESS you know all the spoilers OR aren't afraid of getting spoiled of the Akatsuki! You've been warned...

-:-

"Booooooooooooored," Tobi drawled from the headquarters. They'd finally cleaned up after a very hot party, but they found that they rather missed the party. Without everybody around them, being generally crazy, it was boring.

Luckily, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" Tobi shouted, jumping off their black leather couch and scampering to the doorway. He threw open the door to see a mailman.

"Uh...hi," the mailman said, looking slightly uncomfortable with the fact that he was standing next to a guy in a swirly mask and a cloud-printed robe. "So, here's an express mail letter for you."

Tobi slammed the door in the mailman's face and pranced back to the couch. "Guys! We have fan mail!" He started waving the envelope in their faces.

"Nice envelope," Kakuzu muttered, examining the black envelope. "It appears our name and address have been written in flames."

"These fans are freaks," Hidan snorted.

"Give me that, you idiots," Pein snapped, snatching the envelope out of Tobi's hands. He seemed to be getting more and more worried with each word he read. He dropped the letter. "I need a drink."

"Wow, is it that hard to read, un?" Deidara mumbled. Kisame leaned over and picked up the dropped letter and started reading it out loud.

"'Dear Akatsuki Members,'" he started. "'It has come to our attention that you have been committing many murders in the past week.' Well duh, we're in the Akatsuki. 'You have all racked up a number of jail years, which none of you have ever completed.' We're criminals! What do they expect? 'Anyway, I have written to say that I will collect Sasori and Kakuzu so I can bring them to Hell.'"

Sasori and Kakuzu simultaneously spat water all over Hidan. "WHAT?"

"Do you guys mind, dammit?" Hidan grumbled.

"'I will be coming at two o'clock. Sincerely, Satan,'" Kisame finished. "Wow, what a dramatic letter. Anyone got the time?"

"Sure, it's quarter of two," Zetsu said. Kakuzu and Sasori both fell on the floor. "What? Was it something I said? All I said was that it's quarter of two."

Sasori and Kakuzu jumped up. "We don't have much time," Kakuzu yelled. He ran upstairs.

"Hidan, go follow him," Itachi mumbled. Hidan groaned and followed Kakuzu up the stairs.

"Kakuzu, what are you doing?" he asked, noticing Kakuzu trying to cram himself into the toilet.

"I'm hiding from Satan!"

"He'd probably leave you alone if you paid him enough money," Hidan chuckled. Kakuzu looked shocked.

"Pay him? Never!" And thus, he continued cramming himself into the pipes.

"I guess we won't be able to use this toilet for a while," Hidan mumbled, walking out of the bathroom.

"So, did you talk to Kakuzu?" Zetsu asked.

"Yeah. He's trying to cram himself in the toilet."

"Damn," Pein mumbled. "That's the best toilet we have in this dump."

Tobi rushed into the room. "Deidara-senpai? Will you help me with Sasori?" Tobi dragged Deidara into the next room. "He's in here."

Sasori was curled up on the ground in fetal position. "No...can't...go..."

"Sasori, get up," Deidara mumbled.

"Puppets..."

"Great. He's gone insane," Deidara mumbled. "Let's lock him up until Satan gets here."

Tobi appeared to be worried. "We aren't saving them from Hell?"

"What?"

"Can't we try to pay Satan or something?"

"I already suggested that," Hidan said from the doorway. "Kakuzu gasped and continued stuffing himself into the plumbing. Which is probably about to burst."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"AAH!" Sasori yelped, locking himself in a broom closet.

"Okay," Deidara whispered. "Let's pretend to be other people."

"Who iiiiiiiiiiiis it?" Pein sang from his spot by the doorway.

"This is Satan," a low voice sang back. "I'm here to pick up Kakuzu and Sasori."

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you have the wrong address," Deidara hollered at him.

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" The door then crashed down. A tall guy with a goatee walked in. He was dressed in all red and black. "Bring them to me, you fools!"

"But...um...Kakuzu's a good guy?" Hidan said rather dubiously. "And so is Sasori?"

"Nice try," Satan chuckled. "Now bring them to me at once. Oh, and here's my number," he added, handing a black piece of paper to Pein. "Call me when you croak. I've got a special spot in Hell reserved for you guys."

"Have fun, guys!" Hidan laughed, trying to walk away.

"Not so fast," Satan hissed. "I can still drag you down."

They were rather worried. Come on, Hell? It was bad enough that Sasori and Kakuzu were getting dragged down. THEY also had to go down once they were dead. It made them wish that they weren't criminals. They should've been sweet and innocent like their mommies had told them to be. Sweet and innocent...that's it!

Hidan nudged Tobi. "Act cute," he mumbled.

Tobi walked over to Satan and looked up shyly. "Please, Satan-sama," he whimpered. "Don't make us all go to Hell."

Satan got a really freaky-looking expression on his face, which the Akatsuki took as a good sign and assumed was compassion.

"Is there any other way?" Tobi asked, still acting sweet and innocent.

"Well..." Satan mumbled. "You could always do community service..."

"So we pick up trash for ten hours and we're free to go?" Hidan asked hopefully.

Satan laughed. "Oh no. You're going to have to work for at least one hundred hours."

Hidan looked disappointed. "Okay, what should we do?"

"I have a big list right here," Satan said, giving Tobi more black paper. "Just pick what type of community service you'd all like to do, and then after 100 hours, you're free to go."

"Wow, you seem so nice," Tobi said. "Aren't you supposed to be all evil and tricky?"

Satan looked down at his feet. An electronic anklet was attached to his ankle. "I—uh—had a moment of kindness?" he guessed. "Be grateful, brats." The anklet started buzzing. "I mean, uh, yes, I hope you appreciate my kindness."

Deidara snatched the list out of Tobi's hands. "Lemme see this," he said, skimming through it. Sasori magically appeared next to him.

"Let's go decide!" The two left the room with the flaming black paper to decide on the community service.

"I'm outta here," Satan grumbled. "Bye." He disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"...did that just happen?"

-:-

"So, what kind of community service did you guys decide on?" Tobi asked cheerfully as they waited for the Parallel Universe jet to arrive and take them to their destination.

"Does it have good pay?" Kakuzu asked.

"Kakuzu, the whole point is to help, not make a profit," Zetsu snickered. "But are you guys going to tell us?"

"No," Sasori said. "Close your eyes. The jet is here."

Somehow, they all listened to him and shut their eyes. They kept them shut for the entire plane ride, which was approximately fifty hours. That's half the amount of community service time right there! But, unfortunately, riding on a plane doesn't help the community. So they still had one hundred hours to go.

-:-

"We're here, un!" Deidara called out.

"You can open your eyes now," Sasori added.

One by one, they opened their eyes. The members took in the whiteboard, the rows of desks and chairs, the huge desk at the front of the room, and paintings. Lots and lots of paintings. And were those...inspirational posters? That could only mean one thing...

"YOU SENT US TO AN ART CLASS???"

-:-

Note: Yes, it was ME who attached the anklet! FEAR MY RELIGIOUS BELIEFS!

I didn't seem to have too many spoilers, but I might've had spoilers in it and not known, so that very intense spoiler warning was there so I wouldn't get attacked by people. And I know Itachi didn't appear in this chapter very much. Don't worry; everybody will have their shining moments. For now, just enjoy the story.

Typical of Deidara and Sasori, huh? Are they going to have one of their big art arguments? Probably. Are they going to force the students to take sides? Definitely. Are they going to attack the kids if they act rude? Depends on who you're talking about...

And if you want to be one of the kids/teenagers in the community art class, just fill out this little application. Original Characters also can be kids, but this is America, just so you know.

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Appearance (hair, eyes, skin, clothes):

Favorite Akatsuki Member(s):

Least Favorite Akatsuki Member(s):

Random Details That Rayne Should Know:

Have fun!