Entry 16

I asked Sasori about it at breakfast..

He almost killed me. Right now I have a crushed wrist because of his Iron Sand, a broken ankle from running, and a ROARING stomach, because I missed breakfast.

Life is great.

~ Itachi, possibly crippled for life.

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Entry 17

Oh, goody. Konan healed my injuries and fed me. But look at the dark side. She put my whole body - except my right hand - in a cast so I can't move.

And she grounded Sasori. He's now chained to his bed, with all six of Pein-baka looming over him. Ha.

But still, being in a cast is MUCH better than that, right?

Right.

~ Itachi, the un-grounded.

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Entry 18

Yeah, so I can't move. I'm writing with my unbroken hand, and Kisame's holding the diary for me. I love that Sushi Man!

Not in gay way, get your mind out of the gutter.

So, tonight is Poker Night. I'll be out of these casts later to enjoy myself. Sasori, however, will be still chained to his bed.

Yes, Pein-baka will bring the bed to the living room. Weird.

~ Itachi, who loves Sushi Man because of his kindness

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Entry 19

Last night was horrible.

A gay snake-man was there, Tobi vomited all over me, Kisame chopped off Pein-baka's hand, Deidara blew up the forest we were in, and...let's just say that I was the only one who remained sober.

Sasori didn't drink too. Well, he's chained to the bed, duh.

That was weird. I took maybe...five bottles of sake and I didn't get drunk. The others had their max at three.

I am so AWESOME!

~ Itachi, the sober one

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Entry 20

I carried them all to their rooms last night...and I stink really bad. Worse than Sushi Man.

They punched my lights out this morning when they found out I carried them to their rooms. Assholes!

~ Itachi, who smells like puke

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R&R!