Hey I bet y'all all thought I forgot about this story? The truth is I just couldn't get into the whole high school thing… My high school was lame and I didn't have a lot of electives…. CURSE YOU 2A SCHOOLING IN THE BOONDOKES OF TEXAS!

So I decided that I would rewrite it to were they are older like 26! So YAY!

Same characters different plot! Let's see if I can pull this off… Oh and there is going to be a lot of pairings for the Akatsuki too! Hurray!

Oh and like the title things will get COMPLICATED!

Clumsy: Right so I need someone to do the disclaimer…. Hidan?

Hidan: What?

Clumsy: *cowering away in a corner* p-please d-do the dis-disclaimer.

Hiro: Hidan do it and stop scaring the author!

Hidan: Fine! Clumsy doesn't fucking own Naruto just—

Hiro: —me and the plot!

Hidan: What the fuck!

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Chapter 1: What's A Story Without History!

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It was an apartment complex just on the outskirts of town, on the second floor was a small simple room. In the living room there was a small futon—that could double into a bed—with a small living-room table that was scratched and stained from years in the small flea market that was located in town, and on the far left wall was a small television and VCR player—a gift—on top of a scratched up lampstand. In the kitchen was an old stained and scratched table with three old, mix-matched chairs. In the first kitchen cabinet were three bowls,—one blue, one green, and one purple—three plates, three coffee cups, and three glasses; the rest of the cabinets were filled with the basic pots and pans along with three different types of cereal, sugar, several different sweets, and other things one would find in a cabinet. In the draws by the sink were spoons, forks, and different kinds of knives, along with several different cooking utensils—only the basic—and inside another draw was matches, a phone book, a flashlight, pens & pencils, and small scraps of notebook paper.

There were two different doors on the far wall to the front door that was set in the living room. The far left door lead to a small bathroom with a sink cabinet in the middle of the right wall with a small mirror the opened up to be a cabinet hanging above the sink; in the far left back corner was a small shower with glass walls around it and near the door on the left wall was the toilet. The other door led to a small room with mesh carpet. On the far wall in the right back corner beside the window was a single sized bed with white sheets and pillow with a large green comforted on top of it. In the far left upper corner was a black safe and a tall bookcase filled with varies books and VHSs. Beside the bookcase was a small closet with selves on both sides holding shoes and clothing that was not hung up. The final piece of furniture was a small nightstand underneath the window and beside the bed, it held a green lamp and two small photo frames.

In the first photo frame was three people: on the far left was an extremely tall and broad man with caramel skin with shaggy shoulder-length ink black hair that hung around her his face and into his eyes. He wore a V-neck black short-sleeve shirt—showing off his stitching arm tattoos that matched the two on his face—and dark blue jeans. His tan face was more relaxed than it normally was with a small smile on his face and his green eyes sparked in amusement as he looked at the people beside him. The other man in the photograph was tall—but not as tall as his friend—and was muscular, but his body was more lean and lankier than of his friend. He had silver hair that was slinked back with a few rebels hanging on his forehead, and had lavender colored eyes full of laughter and irritation. His pale skin complemented black turtle neck sweater and his light blue jeans, around his neck was a small silver chain with a pendent on the end: it was a perfect circle with an upside down triangle on the inside. His handsome face was lit up with amusement, frustration, and a hint of protectiveness as he looked at the girl on his back. Her chin-length silver hair stuck out in different direction, but managed to still look stylish and framed her pixie like face. She was laughing with her doe-like innocent eyes closed as she clung onto her twin's hunched over back, and her pale face was flushed with excitement. She was far shorter than both of the men in the photo—only coming to the tan man's chest—with a petite yet curvy body. She was wearing hunter green baggy cargo pant that hung loosely around her hips and a small white tank top that showed off her pale, flat stomach under her bulky leather jacket. Her button-nose was scrunched up as she laughed with her pink full lips wide open as she laughed.

In the second photo frame was the same tall dark man with his arms wrapped greedily around the same petite silver-haired girl in the photo. He had a small adoring smile as he stared down at the girl in his arms; his green eyes filled with adoration and love. She returned the stare with her head tilted all the way back resting on his muscular chest, with a wide smile on her face and the same lavender eyes as her brothers stared at him with an equal amount of emotion as him.

The door to the apartment gave a soft click as it unlocked, and cricked as it opened allowing its owner and guest in. The tall, dark man walked in first and held the door open as a silver-haired girl followed close behind him, both of them wore a sad expression. He gently shut the door after she walked further in and waited for her to speak as he stared at the door. She stopped and turned around to look at him, waiting for the dreaded words to leave her mouth.

"… Kakuzu…" She began, but stopped as he turned and pulled her into his chest, holding her as he rubbed his fingers through her hair.

"I know Hiro, I know." He whispered in a deep voice that quivered slightly with emotion. He didn't want her to say it, nor did he want to hear it.

Kakuzu and Hiro had been in high school sweethearts since the end of their freshman year and had been friends since the day Hidan invited him over in elementary. The three of them were inseparable and caused a lot of trouble for the whole town. With Hidan's and Kakuzu's violent temper, the two always got into fights, but with Hiro having the patients and temper of a flipping saint, she often got them to calm down before they killed each other or innocent bystanders. However, with her sarcastic and uncaring attitude, she often pissed people off which in return got all three of them in trouble. Kakuzu had started falling for his best friend's twin sister about the seventh grade, but didn't want to ruin their friendship with Hidan or Hiro. So he kept it to himself, and it worked well until she got a boyfriend in ninth grade—who was a cocky junior. Kakuzu and Hidan wanted to kill the guy, but they didn't realize for the same reason till Hidan had told him when the damn mother fucker dumped her for not putting out.

Flashback:

Hiro was in Kakuzu's bathroom crying, though she didn't want the boys to know it. However, they had heard in the locker room when he was bragging about it; let's just say he's not getting any dates for a while after they had got done with him. Now Hidan and Kakuzu sat at his table starring at their untouched cup of coffee. Kakuzu had go the place from is uncle when his parents died two years ago and the twins practically lived with him.

"Damn cocksucker!" Hidan growled breaking the silence that Kakuzu was actually enjoying as he thought of different ways to kill the guy, and snapped his eyes to his friend. "Damn it this is why I want you to fucking tell her how you feel! You would never fucking do this!"

Kakuzu blinked in surprise then laughed. Of course Hidan knew how he felt about Hiro… he may act stupid, but the guy could actually be pretty smart when it came to matters of his sister. "I'll tell when she's over all of this."

Two months later he finally told her how he felt about her and they started dating.

End Flashback

It's been three years and three months since then and Hidan rarely gave them time alone. 'Saving her innocents.' As he would call it and had succeeded, though Kakuzu would never even ask to do such a thing; that was all up to her—not that he wouldn't mind. But there relationship had come to an end. She was going to college in New York City while he was going to a small community college in California. She said she'd go with him, but he knew how much she wanted to go to New York and told her to go there, and now here they are.

She had her arms wrapped around his torso as she cried into his chest, and he just held her tight running his fingers through her hair one last time. They had finally reached the end, she left tomorrow and he left next week. He held her as she weep and ignored the stinging in her own eyes and the pain in his chest; after all he loved her more than his own money and wouldn't stop her from being happy… even if it wasn't with him. Realizing this could take a while; he picked her up, bridal-style, and sat down in the middle of the futon in the living room with her in his lap.

After thirty minutes of crying she pulled her head back and looked up at him as he stared at the wall. She knew this was just as hard for him maybe even harder with his greedy personality.

"You'll keep him out of trouble?" She croaked with a broken smile, he looked down and nodded once. "Thank you. The damn prick is going to cause problems in California." She whispered. She was thankful that Hidan would still have Kakuzu to keep him out of trouble when she couldn't, but also envied him because of it. He got to keep Kakuzu when she couldn't.

"No matter what happens… I'll always be here, Hiro." Kakuzu whispered as he kissed her forehead. "I love you."

She started crying again and began kissing all over his face:

One on each eye—that she loved to get lost in

One on each tattoo cheek—she was there when he got the tattoo's to cover his scares

His forehead—that he always would rest on hers

His nose—he would scrunch up in disgust when he had to spend money

His chin—oh how she loved it when his mouth would drop in shock

And she stopped, her lips millimeters from his lips, and she whispered.

"I love you too."

He devoured her lips in desperation and passion as he held her small face with his giant hands, while she tangled her own into his unruly shoulder-length black hair, pulling him closer. He could taste the salt from her tears and started wiping them away, never breaking the kiss as it turned from rough desperation to gentle adoration. She bite his bottom lip and licked it as it stung, secretly asking for permission to enter, which Kakuzu welcome with a growl—that she so loved to hear. The battle for dominance began and she was now straddling him. His hands moved down the sides of her body stopping on her hips, and then grabbing her ass. He began grinding his hard member into her, causing a shocked groan from her throat allowing him to win dominance in the battle of tongues. Unfortunately, the need for air rose for both of them; they pulled back their foreheads touching and began panting as they tried to catch their breaths. His heart was pounding, his head was light, and his eyes had darken with lust; he watched her and waited for her eyes to open.

"Kakuzu…." She moaned quietly as she opened her lavenders eyes darken with want. "I want you to be my first… I'm ready." She told in innocently but it came out seductively….. He groaned.

"Are you sure?" He said huskily. Her response was kissing him slowly at first. Her lips moved against his and her hands left his hair and rubbed down his neck to his chest and finally to the end of his shirt, where she began to pull the shirt up. He pulled back to pull off his shirt and Hiro pulled off her own before pulling him into another heated kiss and grinded herself into him, causing him to hiss in pleasure. He wasted no more time as he picked her up—never stopping the kiss—holding her petite waist as she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her towards the bedroom and kicked the door off the hinges out of his way—not even caring that he'd have to pay to get that fixed—and gently laid her down on the bed with him hovering over her.

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Next Day… 8:45 a.m.

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Kakuzu felt tired, but in a good sort of way; he smiled as he recalled last night's activities. He gingerly pulled the covers off himself and threw his legs off the side of the bed. Quickly, he put on some boxers and walked into the kitchen, but was a little frustrated when he couldn't find Hiro. He checked the bathroom to see maybe if she had took a shower and was still in there. All he found was a new towel hanging up on the shower rack to dry. He returned to the kitchen, walking towards the counter where his phone sat; he wanted to call and make sure she was okay. When he reach his destination the first thing he noticed was that there was a pot of freshly made coffee and his favorite coffee cup sitting on top of a note, Hiro must have set a timer on the coffee machine so it would be hot for him when he woke up— this was one of his wises investments. He picked up the phone and dialed Hiro's house number in it before placing over his hear and held it between his head and shoulder as he made coffee.

"You damn greedy mother fucker!" A voice yelled through the phone. Kakuzu slightly winced at the sudden noisy that threaten to bust his ear drums.

"Hello Hidan." He grumbled as he took a sip of his coffee and picking up the note Hiro had left to start reading it. He wished Hiro had answered—don't get him wrong Hidan was his best friend, but he was in overprotective brother mode at the moment.

"I can't fucking believe you! Did you force her! I swear to Jashin if you—"

"Of course I didn't you damn idiot! She's the one that asked you damn religious fucker!" Kakuzu growled as he looked down to the note once again to reread it in confusion. All it said was 'Sorry, I love you.' what was that supposed to mean? "I made sure and she said she was ready. You know I would never do that to her."

"I know, I know. I'm fucking sorry alright." Hidan grumbled into the phone obviously not happy about his best friend sleeping with his twin sister—come on, who wouldn't be?

"Where is she? I'd like to check on her since she left before I woke up." Kakuzu asked putting down the note and taking another sip of coffee. Ah sweet bitter black coffee just how he liked it.

"…. What are you talking about you fucking miser? She left for your place for one fucking hour. She came here about six and ate with me, but then left with all her shit to go to your place." Hidan said with a confused voice.

'She wouldn't dare…. Ah hell she would.' Suddenly the note made since.

"Hidan… Get your ass over here now!" Kakuzu growled as he dropped his half empty cup of coffee into the sink.

"What?"

"She's not here!"

"You don't think she—"

"That's exactly what she did. Now hurry your ass up before I kill you."

Kakuzu was frantically putting on clothes while he was brushing his teeth and he didn't bother with his hair, he just pulled into a low pony, when Hidan pulled up to the apartment complex honking the car horn. Kakuzu ran out of his door—not bothering to lock it—and jumped over the railing with his shirt in his clenched hand, thank kami he lived on the second floor. He yanked the passenger door open and barely closed it as Hidan speed off.

"Why the fuck would she do this?" Hidan yelled as he passed cars and speed towards the airport.

"She doesn't want to say goodbye again… You know how she it." Kakuzu grumbled as he put on his shirt. It was the same shirt that he had worn yesterday, it was wrinkled from being on the floor and stretched were Hiro had started pulling on it when she was trying to pull it off last night on the futon. Hidan wasn't any better; his normally slicked back hair was hanging over his forehead and into his eyes since he didn't gel it back and to Kakuzu surprise wasn't wearing his pendent.

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"I don't think she planned last night." Hidan whispered after a long moment of silence. He was worried not only about Hiro, but for Kakuzu as well. Kakuzu may act uncaring and unattached, but Hidan had known long enough to see that this was killing him on the inside. Neither of the two had wanted to end their relationship and last night only made things harder for the two. Hiro probably realized this and did the first thing that came to her mind…. Run.

"I know."

It was complete silence for the rest of the drive and for once Hidan wasn't going to piss Kakuzu off—it wasn't like he was immortal… yet—finally after a fifteen minute drive they arrived at the airport and parked the car at the front when a man started to talk, Kakuzu ignored him and ran into the building.

"Sir you can't park your car here!" The man yelled.

"Shut the fuck up! I don't have time to listen to your fucking nonsense!" Hidan yelled as he shoved the man out of his way and ran after Kakuzu. It was nine twenty-seven and the plane was about to start boarding soon. They jumped over luggage that stood in there way, knocked people over not bothering to apologize, and would jump over the seats if something blocked there way. The whole time Kakuzu was yelled her name, and Hidan was cursing under his breath at his stupid sister. They reached her platform just in time to see her silver hair and army backpack, which her father gave her, disappear into the halls.

"Hiro!" Kakuzu yelled, but his voice was drained by the noise in the terminal.

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Two Weeks Later

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Kakuzu and Hidan had just finished moving into their new apartment when Hidan picked up the phone and dialed Hiro's new number that had just got in the mail that day.

"Hello?" Someone answered. It was her roommate he knew that much, but hadn't expected her roommate to sound so tough.

"Is Hiro there?" Hidan asked trying to be polite. Kakuzu walked over to stand beside him and gave him a pointed look. "I know fucker." Hidan hissed away from the phone.

"Hiro! Phone!" The girl yelled. There was some noise and then some cluttering from the phone being passed around.

"Thanks Temari…. Hello?" Hiro asked as she leaned against the wall.

"That was a fucking low trick! I can't believe you did that to me you little shit! And Kakuzu…" He yelled, but stopped when Kakuzu held out his hand, giving an agitated sigh he handed the phone over, leaving the two to talk in private…. Not really he hid behind the wall.

"I'm sorry Hidan, but I just couldn't do it. I'll make it up promise! I'll buy you some cheesecake. And Kakuzu…. I'm sure he's fine."

"Are you sure about that?" Kakuzu growled into the phone.

"Kakuzu!"

"Why did you leave?" Kakuzu asked as he propped him arm on the wall above the phone base and leaned his forehead into his forearm while he clenched his fist. He tried to ignore the pain in his chest while he waited for her to answer. So many different responses filled his head, and all of them surrounded that she regretted it.

"Kakuzu…. I-I…" She stuttered out before stopping. When she woke up that morning in his arms she was the happiest person in the universe… and the sorriest. She remembered how she laid her open palm onto his cheek and smiled when his lips turned up and he snuggled—wait leaned, Kakuzu does not snuggle— into her hand. She didn't want to leave and she knew that if he kissed her or if she looked into his piercing green eyes one more time she wouldn't leave. So she did the most selfish thing any person could do, she leaned down and kissed him softly on his lips and smiled when he whispered her name and then….she left without saying goodbye.

"Did you regret it?" He asked his voice breaking at the end. "If so…I'm so sorry."

Hidan was listening behind the corner and was having a mental argument. He didn't know whether to kill Kakuzu or take him out to get wasted so he could forget about Hiro.

"Oh Kakuzu! No! I don't regret it…. I left so I wouldn't stay. I would give all this up in a heartbeat to be with you, but you know how I feel, I need an education—"

"Thank Kami or Jashin, whoever the fuck is up there." Kakuzu smiled breaking Hiro off mid-rant. "I'm a greedy man Hiro, but I would never have let you stay. We'll keep in touch… I know we agreed to see other people when we are ready too, but that doesn't mean we can't be friends."

"Like the old days?" Hiro said as she tried not to sob.

"Just like the old days."

"I love you." She whispered in a broken sob.

"I love you too…. Now Hidan, get the fuck out of your damn hiding spot, you damn nosy religious bastard!"

"I wasn't fucking listening you cocksucker!" Hidan yelled as he jumped out.

"He so was too." Hiro laughed.

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Kakuzu and Hiro stayed in touch for the next year, but there conversations became fewer and fewer. Hidan and Kakuzu had got involved in a gang by the name of the Akatsuki, and became more secretive and distant towards Hiro. Temari, Hiro's roommate, introduced her to some of her friends and soon they started hanging out going to the club and bars together. The three began to fight more and more and finally everything blew up with one incident.

"What are you doing? You're supposed to keep him safe! Now he's in ICU!" Hiro yelled into the phone.

"He's twenty not five! I'm not his babysitter!" Kakuzu yelled back losing his temper.

"That's not the point! You promised to keep him safe! All I asked was what happen and you refuse to tell me!"

"It's none of your damn business!"

"He's my twin fucking brother! It is so my business!"

"No it's not!"

"Urgh! I can't even talk to you when you're like this! Call me when you're not so bitchy!"

"That's what I thought… run when things get tough right? Run like your mother did when things got tough! Run like you did that morning!" Kakuzu yelled out not even thinking about what he said, he bit his tongue in frustration. He shouldn't have said that! Hiro was nothing like her mother.

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"I'm sorry Hiro, I didn't mean—"

"We're through… don't ever call me again." Hiro whispered as she hung up the phone and began to cry. Temari walked in when she heard her sobs and tried to comfort. Temari wrapped her arms around the small girl's shoulders and forcing her head into her neck as she rocked the crying girl back and forth as she combed her fingers through her short unruly silver hair, telling her everything would be okay.

Kakuzu stared at the phone in his hand, his eyes bright with emotions, before he slammed the phone on the floor shattering it to pieces.

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Hidan was so happy to be out of the hospital, he had to stay overnight and it was boring as hell. All that was wrong with him was a concussion and three cracked ribs, luckily the guys and Konan had come and bailed him out this morning. He just wanted to walk into his small cozy apartment get wasted with the gang and call Hiro and tell her he was fine, but as he opened the door he realized that wasn't happening.

The table was broken, the phone was destroyed and the base was pulled off the wall, fist-sized holes were in the walls, dishes were shattered, draws were pulled out and slung across the room, dents were in the refrigerator, the wooden cabinet doors were either off their hinges or had holes in them, and Kakuzu was passed out on the couch with vodka bottles surrounding him. Hidan walked over to Kakuzu forgetting about the gang that was walking up the stairs and would soon be here. In Kakuzu's right hand he held an empty bottle and his knuckles were scrapped and stained red by dry blood as it hung off the couch so that the bottle was almost touching the floor, and right over his heart in his left hand was a small picture facing face-down.

"Wow… what happen?" Kisame said as he looked into their apartment, not noticing Kakuzu yet, he was the first in the door. When he spotted Kakuzu he felt his mouth drop and his eyes widen; Hidan had told them about his nasty temper, but they had yet to see it and right now he was glad they hadn't. He wondered what set his stitched friend off enough to get drunk and destroy his entire house….and when did Kakuzu get drunk? His tolerance was better than his own. The rest of the gang soon followed in and stared in awe at the disaster zone.

"Tobi wants to know why Kakuzu is still asleep? Tobi will wake up Kaku-kun!" Tobi yelled in his childish voice completely oblivious to the disaster.

"No." Hidan said surprising most of the gang with lack of cussing and the authority tone in his voice. He crouched down beside his friend and carefully slipped the picture out of Kakuzu's hand and into his back pocket, but as he reached for the bottle Kakuzu's bloodshot eyes snapped opens and glared—that could rival the famous Uchiha glare—at Hidan.

"What are you doing?" He hissed as his left hand shot out and wrapped around Hidan's neck blocking off his air supply. Deidra, Tobi, and Kisame shouted. Pein, Sasori, Itachi, and Madara looked impassive, but you could see shock in their eyes. Konan and Zetsu looked worried.

"Can't….. bre…athe." Hidan gasped out. Kakuzu snorted squeezing tighter before he let go. Hidan grasped his throat and began gasping for breath. "Man I like that shit, but only when I'm fucking a bitch." Hidan instantly regretted saying that once he saw Kakuzu's face, but he knew what was wrong. Kakuzu was mad at Hiro for hurting him. Kakuzu's grimace turned to hurt, before pure rage. His eyes flashing was the only warning Hidan got before he was punched in the jaw sending him across the room and into the wall.

This didn't make Kakuzu feel any better, out of frustration he punched the living-room table breaking it in half—poor table didn't stand a chance.

He wasn't angry at Hiro like Hidan thought; no he was angry at himself for fucking things up. If he would have just told her about the gang fight, how he couldn't get to Hidan's side in time, but he knew that she would have forgiven him even if he hadn't told her…. He dealt a low blow, he told her she was like her mother, and called her a coward. Now nothing could be fixed. He shakingly got to his feet and stumbled into kitchen and went to a broken cabinet and pulled out a bottle of sake. Hidan rubbed his jaw as he looked over his friend, he knew this would happen, but he didn't think it would be that bad.

"You shouldn't drink so much, yeah." Deidra told Kakuzu from behind Sasori.

"Fuck off pansy." Kakuzu snarled as he picked up the sake bottle and stumbled to his room, ignoring the worried and caring eyes that followed him and slammed the door shut.

Konan stepped forward intending to see what was wrong with Kakuzu when someone's hand grasped her upper arm gently. She frowned down at the hand and allowed her eyes to trail up the hand and was surprised that the hand belonged to Hidan; since when has he ever been gentle?

"Leave him alone. I'll find out what's wrong later when he cools off." Hidan told her, but was looking at everyone. "He won't hesitate to attack anyone right now."

Pein nodded and asked no more questions. The gang helped Hidan clean up the mess, with a little complaining, but didn't question Kakuzu about it ever.

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Hidan was standing at Kakuzu door with his hand over the knob. He had called Hiro off a pay phone down the street, but her roommate said she was too upset to talk at the moment. He asked if she knew what happen and she asked if he knew anything, but unfortunately neither of them did. So now here he stood at Kakuzu's door debating whether to wait and die or just get it over with. He sighed, maybe it would be a painless death, and turned the door to find Kakuzu laying on his bed with his money in his hand, but he wasn't counting it like he usually does, no he was staring at the wall lost in thought.

"Kakuzu… What the fuck happen?" Hidan asked snapping Kakuzu out of his thought process. Hidan leaned against the doorframe and waited for an answer.

"We got into a fight…." Kakuzu said in a small voice that was so unlike his own.

"About what?"

"You being in ICU… I wouldn't tell her how you got in there."

"Is that all? I can fucking call and tell her what the fuck happen and everything can go back to normal you damn drama queen." Hidan tried to reason feeling guilty that he was the cause of the fight, but was still confused to why Kakuzu reacted so badly and why his sister was in hysterics.

"No that's not all… I said some things that I didn't mean." Kakuzu put his money on the nightstand beside his empty bottle of sake and tangled his fingers into his hair. Hidan looked at the bottle and understood why Kakuzu was talking, he was drunk and this was the only time he could get anything out of friend; Hidan straightened up.

"What did you say?"

"I told her she was like your…mother." Kakuzu clenched his hair tighter threating to pull it out.

Hidan's eyes harden and his concern face twisted into a scowl. How dare he insult Hiro like that! When they were eight, their father had stumbled into some debt and things were tough, but he always promised things would get better. Hiro and him always believed that, but their mother didn't she packed up one night and left without saying goodbye. Later they found out she married her boss at the bank because he was rich. She told her friends that she couldn't stay with them or their father, because things had gotten too tough. Hiro was devastated, her and their mother was close, and he guessed that didn't matter to her since she left. Since then Hiro hated conflicts and tried to avoid them, but that as sure as hell didn't mean she was like their mother. Hidan was opening his mouth to tell Kakuzu this, when he stopped him.

"I know she's nothing like her mother, I know, I know. I was so angry and I don't know why I said it. As soon as I realized I said it I started apologizing and she ended it. I don't blame her at all, I'm not mad at her, I'm mad at myself… I fucked up."

"Yes you fucking did." Hidan said coldly and stomped over and punched Kakuzu right in the nose. He didn't even attempt to stop him, he deserved it. The force of the punch busted his nose and caused him to fall back and hit his head against the wall beside his bed, but he didn't try to get up or stop the bleeding. Instead he just watched as his best friend sat down on the bed and put his elbows on his knees and hid his face in his hands, his breathing ragged from rage. After twenty minutes, his breathing calmed down and looked up at Kakuzu sorrowfully. "I can't fucking fix that man."

"I know." Kakuzu said as he looked at his wall. "I didn't expect you too."

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It was a month before Kakuzu was normal again. Only Hidan seen how he was more distant he had become, and how his money had become his obsession now. He would watch how Kakuzu would sit off by himself and count his money over and over again until it was time to go home and then he would drink a beer with Hidan before going to bed.

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Two months later Hiro was dating some guy she met in her geology class. Hidan didn't bother remember his name, he didn't think it would last long.

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As for the Akatsuki and Hiro's friends… they never did found out why Kakuzu and Hiro where so upset.

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Seven Years Later

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In the heart of San Diego a tall building stood, towering over the other buildings around it. The windows were all tinted making them almost seem black and at the top of the building a single red cloud outline in white was embedded into a circled stone at the top of the building. This building was the Akatsuki Company which was one of the top military companies in San Diego, but was also a top secret underground gang that the government didn't even bother since they often helped them more than threatened them. However when they asked for information all that they got was they worked in pairs.

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I was your average Monday night at the office…everyone was there minus the Zombie Combo who had left just moments ago to go on a mission to deal with another gang that threatened Leader foolishly. Just as Zetsu was about to brief everyone on Sounds latest reviews—a competitor—when someone's phone began to ring. Pein began to scowl as he watched his 'minions' check their pockets and phones only to discover that it wasn't any of theirs. Kisame began to laugh as he picked up Hidan's phone from the ground—the man must have dropped it during the meeting and left it—he looked at the caller ID and with a devious grin he answered the phone putting it on speaker so everyone could hear.

"Hey baby. How about me, you, and my bed get acquainted?" Kisame asked humor in his voice. Deidra and Tobi stifled their laughter, while the rest looked amused with a small smirk or in Itachi case rolling their eyes.

"Oh Kami… I doubt Hidan will take to kindly to that." The girl's voice answered with a small laugh.

"He doesn't have to know."

"Oh he'll know." She laughed.

"Why is that?"

"It's a twin thing… Now put my idiotic brother on the phone please."

"WHAT?" Most of the Akatsuki yelled while the rest looked surprised.

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HAHA cliff hanger! What do you think?

I decided to put this under Kakuzu & Akatsuki instead of Kakuzu & Hidan since the Akatsuki will have some romance in this too!

So do you like me adding Temari in? I'm going to add a lot more characters in I promise and I'll give you a cookie if you can guess who Temari introduce Hiro too…

Hint: It's not her brothers and they are four girls! Maybe five I'm debating on one other….

Just wait until the next chapter :) Things will get juicy!

So Review Please

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