Hello, my minions. Sorry for not making a new chapter in the past few weeks/months. I'm just a lazy person and my inspiration leaves me quickly. But, the new chapter is finally here, so... Yay! I hope you enjoy this. And thank you for the lovely reviews! :D

Oh yeah, and I re-did the previous chapter because I saw some Mary-Sue elements and wanted to fix them.

Anyway, Linda, do the disclaimer.

Linda: Aleyah-san does not own Naruto. If she did, the Akatsuki would be alive, would not have horrible pasts, and all of Konoha would be burning in the darkest pits of hell for all eternity.

Me: Thank you. Now, on with the story!

P.S; I should probably point out that during this little… pause I guess you could say, some things have changed, including how I want the story to progress, therefore the genres may change, as the content within my chapters. I was originally planning this to be a light-hearted romance story, but my opinions have changed and there will now be more depth to this story. Just wait for it. The humour will still be there though, hopefully. Sorry if I disappointed anyone. ^^'

Chapter 4: Face your fears

Aleyah's POV

Today was the day I had to face my fears. Amure and I were going to buy clothes for the Akatsuki.

No, that wasn't the bad thing. It by far wasn't. The bad thing was we had to bring at least one Akatsuki member with us. We had invited Grace to come along with us, but she rejected our glorious offer in order stay and laze about at home.

Odd, I was usually the one procrastinating.

Anyway, yesterday had gone pretty smoothly. Well, if by smoothly you mean nearly getting sacrificed to Jashin, turning them back to puppies for the fear they will kill us, being forced into submission by a very dominant Pein and having the house nearly set on fire, then, yeah, everything went as smooth as silk.

Enough about that! We had a more pressing matter on our minds right now.

Amure had suggested bringing Hidan or Pein, but Hidan would probably try and sacrifice someone and Pein's piercings would stand out too much. We had continued to argue about who should come, when Grace came up with a brilliant idea, which, by the way, is extremely rare.

"Why not take Itachi? He looks like the most normal one out of all of them." She had said, and then continued reading the crappy Twilight book. Eww. Did she even have permission to let that shitty excuse of a love story within the premises that are my home? Whatever, I'll deal with that later.

Once Amure had asked Itachi and he hadn't commented – which we took as a yes – I went up to my parents' used-to-be bedroom to dig up some clothes that might fit him. The place was a mess, which was no surprise since Hidan and Kakuzu were sleeping here with Amure.

That's what she said, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, I finally managed to dig out some decent clothing belonging to my father which included some dark blue skinny jeans and a plain black shirt.

Shuffling downstairs with the clothing in my hands, I walked over to Itachi and handed him the attire before sending him off to another room to change.

And let's just say, when he came out, Grace, Amure and I couldn't help but stare at him in awe, drooling, possibly about to have a nose-bleed.

Damn, he was hot. His muscles were revealed from the short-sleeveness of the shirt and… and… he was just so damn hot.

Before I could lose control of myself, I grabbed Amure, snapping her out of the trance, before marching over to the front door, using my spare hand to wave over to the sexy ninja to follow us, well, me.

Soon, Amure's system had regained control and she didn't need help walking. The mall was only like a five minute walk, so there was no need to call a taxi or anything.

The sky was painted a brilliant blue, filling the sky with not a single cloud in sight. The sun shone brightly in the middle of the eternal blue and cast shadows where appropriate. In general, it was very sunny and warm, which was unusual for where I lived.

As we walked, an awkward silence came between us. Despite the sunny weather, there weren't many people on the streets, which, I suppose, was good for us, as that mean the chances of someone recognising Itachi would be lowered. As I made these observations, the guy walking beside me and Amure finally decided to break the silence with one very, very, extremely, positively, tough-to-answer question.

"How much do you two exactly know about us?" He said in a rather quiet, though serious tone. His gaze swept over us, his sharingan activated and looked directly into our eyes. We couldn't lie. Well, I couldn't. I wanted to keep my life, thank you.

Amure was about to reply, but, from the sheer fear that she would, indeed, lie, I put a mouth over her hand and replied instead, albeit hesitantly.

"…Everything." I'm not sure if that was the right choice, but as of now, I couldn't think about that.

By now, we had stopped in the middle of the street, with the mall in view. I prayed to whatever God there was; Jashin, Zeus, Jesus, Hades, Buddha, whatever, that Itachi wouldn't kill us on the spot.

It seemed that my prayers were answered, because, instead of sharinganing our asses to the darkest pits of Hell that even Satan wouldn't dare enter, he simply frowned ever so slightly, almost undetectably, before continuing to walk, Amure and I recovering from our shock and following him. We were so gonna pay for this later. Maybe we can make a compromise with them… Hmm…

Nobody's POV

Now that the house had been taken over by the Akatsuki, things would be a lot different. Until they leave, anyway. Grace was still reading the Shitlight novel, her body spread comfortably on one couch, leaving the Akatsuki to their devices. Tobi, being Tobi, decided to investigate every reachable room in the house, looking for things to play with, though it is probable there were other reasons as well. Kakuzu was doing the same, though his intentions were clear; he was just looking for money. Luckily for the used-to-be owner of this household, the money was well hidden and Kakuzu's chances of finding it were minimal. Meanwhile, Pein and Konan were sitting on the free couch in the living room, and, having finally figured out how to work the more modernized remote, were watching the news on the television, which was showing some people who were murdered by some criminal.

"This world seems rather violent." Commented Pein, his face pretty friggin' emotionless. Grace simply shrugged at this, without even looking from her novel. While this happened, Zetsu appeared [quite randomly] from the ground, nodding as he watched about 30 seconds of the news, before disappearing again. The weirdo was up to something.

Now, Deidara would be in trouble if Aleyah saw what he was doing. He had figured out how to gain access to her cherished computer and was now browsing through some of her [secret] documents, pictures, diary entries, etc. He even managed to open YouTube and listen to some of her favourite music, which mostly included Broken Iris, Evanescence, Breaking Benjamin and various other music and artists he didn't know of. The silly boy even dared to click on a playlist appropriately named 'Warning: Sexai Yaoi'. Of course, as any heterosexual man would react upon watching such things, he quickly closed the browser and turned off the computer, then went to the toiler for a few minutes, presumably to try and wash away the thoughts that still lingered in his mind.

Kisame was nowhere to be found, so he was probably investigating crap in the basement. Pein had ordered some of the members to look for anything that may be able to return them to their own world, so that is probably what Kisame was doing.

So far, everything was quite peaceful and serene. Well, about as peaceful as it can get with the Akatsuki. Linda was lying down close to Grace, eyeing the Akatsuki. She was a good guard dog. Well, as guard-dog-ish as a hunting dog can get.

After some time of reading the stupid book, Grace decided she was getting bored, and being the person she was, stood up and slithered over to Aleyah's room like the poisonous snake she was. She took it upon herself to go and try to educate the Akatsuki, even though that would probably result in an epic fail. Smiling to herself, much like a hyena, she decided the best course of action would be to talk to each of the criminals privately, as it would take too much effort to gather them in the same room, according to her, anyway.

Aleyah's POV

The rest of the… trip, I guess you could say, went by quite awkwardly, if I do so say myself. Amure and I talked while picking out clothes to banish the awkwardness to no-man's land, but we failed, as we always do, and the awkward atmosphere was probably mentally laughing at us, if that's even possible. We didn't spend much money. Why? Because we had no reason to, as these murderers will only be staying with us for a little while, right? I stalked for the cheapest shit I could find, and managed to find five $2 cheap-ass, black shirts with differing patterns/images on each, and then got another four black t-shirts with varying patterns and imagery for $5. We got two decent tops – one red tank top, and one long-sleeved plain black shirt – and a pair of jeans and black leggings, along with two plain black sets of underwear and Adidas shoes, with one pair of black sandals. Since Konan would most likely fit into some of our clothes, we deemed it unnecessary to buy more than needed. We got the cheapest jeans we could find for the guys, and the some plain black Nike shoes, along with male underwear, which of course made our situation awkward since Itachi was with us.

All in all, it cost approximately $100, give or take. I was practically ready to run home, since, knowing Grace, she would probably have let the guys (and girl) set the house on fire, or something along those lines.

However, good old Amure was nice enough to grab my arm and stop me from doing this silly, silly act.

Hm. I thought. Today wasn't too bad… at least we didn't get killed. Haha… I wish I remembered we could've ordered clothes from EBay. Stupid me.

I was genuinely happy when I got home. Nothing seemed out-of-place, Grace was sitting on the couch, petting Linda, and the Akatsuki seemed generally… calm. Thought, I know my people, and I could sense, somehow, that something was wrong. I bet Grace has plotted something. Stupid woman. However, I couldn't be bothered to deal with that shit now, and instead of being a stereotypical young lady that cleans the house and cooks dinner and shit, I walk to my bedroom and face palm the bed, letting out a deep breath and falling asleep almost instantly like the lazy ass I am, even though I wasn't actually that tired and it was only 6pm. Ah well, who gives a shit? The silly people will have to sort out what to do by themselves. As long as they don't set the house on fire or something.

Ah… such a long time since I updated. I actually started this chapter a few months ago, but was only bothered to finish it now. XD

Sorry, you guys can shun me all you want. I understand you. ;w;

Anyway, HOPEFULLY, now that I have two weeks of freedom and happiness, I might be able to update more frequently. But that depends on my inspiration and laziness levels, so yeah.

Thanks so much for the reviews so far. I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY appreciate them. Thanks guys3