"And so this one time, I like so forgot to put the butter on the popcorn. And Dana, it so tasted like ass." Marisol said.

"How could you forget to put the butter on it, yeah? And why weren't you using the microwave kind, yeah?" Dana asked.

"Well, I was trying to be…like Betsy Crocker….you know that lady that like makes stuff from nothing at all?"

"Ooooh, you mean Betty Crocker, yeah? You know I bought one of her cake mixes once, and I like so tried to bake it but when the package said mix well, I got out a spoon and it didn't mix well, yeah.

"Did you stir it?" Marisol asked.

"Yeah, and it was just a bunch of goo in a bowl. So you know what I did, yeah? I went out and I bought a cake already made. I didn't have to stir anything, yeah!"

"You know Dana, I'm glad Deidara isn't the kind of guy that likes a girl who can make crap in the kitchen, because I so can't make anything." Marisol said.

"Marisol! That's a lie! You so made ice cubes once, yeah!" Dana reassured her. Marisol gasped.

"Oh my god! I did make ice cubes! You know what Dana, I bet I could make ice cubes again at the beach!" Marisol was thrilled.

"Oh! I know you could, yeah! And you know what else? Deidara would never care if you could make anything. I mean, hell Marisol…everyone needs ice, yeah!"

Marisol and Dana were at the nail salon getting the full treatment and planning what they would take on the trip to Miami Beach that wasn't yet scheduled. Next on their busy schedule was hitting the swimwear boutique in town, then they were going to Marisol's apartment to check out the new strappy Prada shoes the store had recently gotten in. It was nice that Marisol had first pick of everything.

"You know the more I think about it….I wonder why I don't apply for a bank job." Kakuzu said.

"Oh, like you could ever hold a bank job! You'd be so greedy you would want to leave there with the money every day!' Hidan argued.

"I would not! So I like to count money!? What of it? At least I would keep the bank records straight!" Kakuzu shouted.

"You know, I really don't want to get into this with you right now, really." Hidan said disgruntled.

"So, Sasori how are the details coming along on the beach trip?" Hidan asked.

"You know, I think everything is falling into place. And hey, I want you to be the back-up co-pilot." Sasori said.

"Me? Are you serious? That's awesome Sasori, I'll do that!" Hidan was excited.

"Yeah. Zetsu has made a good co-pilot in the past, but sometimes even he needs backup. And between you and me." Sasori lowered his voice. "I need to do everything it takes to keep Itachi out of the passenger seat. He was the most horrible map reader on the planet last year."

"Hey! I heard that! And I was not a bad map reader! Maybe you just had shitty maps!?"

"Itachi, you were fixing your hair in the rear view mirror when I was trying to change lanes in 5 lanes of traffic! That's just putting the driver in danger!" Itachi glared at Sasori.

"Well, at least I was looking good." Itachi challenged. "And you know what, I'll be looking even better in Miami because you know, I'm working at Dior now, I'll get all the hot clothes." Itachi said putting his hands on his hips.

"Itachi….I think we all know we can't be pretty like you, especially me. So…I just don't really care." Sasori said disgruntled.

"Whatever, come on Deidara we have to make a list of crap we need. We're getting low on Redken stuff." And Itachi pulled Deidara with him down the hall to start going through bathroom cabinets in search of things they were running out of.

"You know I seriously just thought of something. I've been using their hair care stuff…..and I haven't even asked." Hidan said.

"Dude, you will get your ass torn if they find out you've been using their shit." Kisame said.

"Hmmm….well I don't want that. And I do know how much Deidara loves having shiny hair. Perhaps I should run to Wal-Mart and get some stuff I can afford, I'll be back. Besides, I'll let Tobi use my stuff. He's going to need to start looking good for this new job of his.

It seemed as though Sasori had things under control. He was currently on the phone with the leader making travel arrangements. And so it seemed that everyone had their place, Itachi and Deidara had their first photo shoot at Dior in 4 days and they were already in panic mode about their hair. Tobi was excited about his name tag; he kept practicing where to place it on his shirt. It was going to be a wild week ahead.

Okay everyone, I have to cut this story off here because I am having serious computer problems and I can no longer update my stories until I get things worked out. So, I am ending this super short story for now so I can excite you all for the next story to come: Akatsuki Beach House 2: Miami Beach Condo. Expect that to be one lengthy story! I promise I'll get it up and running as soon as I figure out what's going on with my computer!