Once Ebizo and Hanzō had finished recounting everything...
"Just talking about it pisses me off! Hanzo of the Salamander! You old bastard! You defiled my sister! I'll kill you!!" Having finished his account, Ebizo got up to fight Hanzo of the Salamander again.
"Is your sister crazy? Are you crazy too? Does it run in the family?!" Hanzō roared just as furiously.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting! Let's not ruin our friendship! We're all going to be family from now on!" Yahiko hurried forward to separate them and mediate.
"Fight! Fight!" Hidan egged them on, never one to mind trouble when there was a show to watch.
How could he possibly miss out on this? Before, Hidan had mostly watched grown-ups fight. Now he even got to watch old men fight. Fun. The Akatsuki really was fun...
"Go ahead, fight. It'd be great if you both died." Nagato turned away with a smile.
"Great-uncle, stop fighting! Stop fighting!" Seeing what was happening, Sasori hurried over to restrain his great-uncle.
"Who? Oh, Sasori. Let your great-uncle finish this fight, then we'll talk... Wait. Who? Sasori??? Holy shit! What are you doing here?!" Ebizo felt someone grab him and looked back to find his grandnephew.
For a moment, Ebizo still hadn't processed it and was about to fight Hanzo of the Salamander again. After a few seconds' pause, realization hit him. Where was he? They'd made it all the way into outer space. How was his grandnephew here??
"Hehe, great-uncle, don't fight. I'm a member of the Akatsuki too!" Sasori said happily.
"You?? Too?? Huh??" Ebizo felt his whole world fall apart...
Never mind how worrying his grandnephew's future development would be in an organization full of dangerous, antisocial lunatics. If his sister learned about this, having his hide flayed would be the