"Are we there yet?" Kisame asked, riding in the bed of the truck

"No, not yet," Kakuzu replied, turning the corner

"Man, pull the fuck over. I've got to shit," Hidan said

"I regret buying you that gas-station burrito," Kakuzu mumbled, "just hold it in,"

"FUCK YOU MAN! I'M GONNA SHIT MYSELF IF YOU DON'T PULL OVER!" Hidan shouted, clenching his cheeks

"I hate road-trips,"

"Hey, are we stopping?" Kisame asked

"Yes, yes we are,"

"THANK-JASHIN!"

"I hate road-trips," Kakuzu muttered, pulling off the road as Hidan jumped out of the truck and ran behind a bunch of trees. As Hidan did his thing, Kakuzu got out and walked to the right side of the truck, looking down into the bed to see Itachi sleeping and Kisame waving at him, "How the hell did we end up like this?" Kakuzu asked

"What? Stealing a truck, going on a road trip to find the others, and lost in this era?" Kisame asked

"Yeah, that... you still have the stock-market book?"

"Here," Kisame tossed Kakuzu the book, the ladder of which greedily reading the numbers.

Else Where:

Pein was standing on the beach as Konan was sun-bathing and Tobi was playing in the water, "This world... I like it,"

"Lord Pein? I have a question," Konan asked

"Hm?"

"Where are the rest of the Akatsuki?"

"I have no idea. We barely any anything about this world, other than their technology is far above ours and is filled with people with spceal talants," Pein answered, looking up in the sky to see what seemed to be a plane with a banner saying 'Join Overwatch Today!'

Somewhere Else:

Deidara and Sasori where in the forest, sitting on a pair of logs as they watched a robot play with a bird, "What are we doing?" Sasori asked

"Watching a robot chase a yellow bird in the middle of a forest," Deidara replied

"I'm not just gonna stay here doing... that," Sasori said, standing up and dragging the log he was sitting on with him

"What are you doing?"

"If we're stranded in the middle of nowhere, we'll need some scource of income if there are any people around,"

"Sooo?"

"I'm making art,"

"Lucky you. I'm out of clay," Deidera grumbled, jelous that Sasori is able to make his art instead of his own.