A/N:

I really love this pairing! At some point Hidan and Kakuzu might be OOC.

Enjoy~

Hidan's POV

"Wake up! Remember what we're doing today?" My mom called me from downstairs.

"Shut up..." I shouted back, but she ignored me.

I looked at the clock. 10:00 AM.

I curled up in my bed and used my pillow to block her annoying voice. I must have kicked off my blanket, because I couldn't find it on my bed. I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep. I heard my dad enter the room, but I pretend I didn't notice him.

"Your room looks like a tornado was here..." He muttered under his breath. He tried to jump over the pile of worn clothes on the floor, but he failed and landed softly in a pile of jeans. I opened my eyes to see my dad laying on the floor, making a snow angel in my dirty clothes. I snickered at the sight.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I laughed.

"Nothing...Do all sixteen year olds these days decorate their bedroom floors with clothes?" He sat up and scratched his messy, silver hair. He grinned and snatched the pillow from my hands.

"Get up, your mother is getting angry. Remember we're going to meet our new neighbor today?"

Oh Lord Jashin, no.

Some new guy just moved into the old house next to us. My mom wants to go greet him, even though we don't know anything about him, except where he lives. My parents are one of those weird people who talks to strangers freely, as if everyone in the world is nice and harmless. Is that how all Christians think like? If so, I'm glad I'm a Jashinist.

I sighed and shooed my dad out of the room. I got dressed into a white T-shirt and ripped jeans. I couldn't tell if they are dirty and worn or clean, but I didn't really care. I put on my necklace with Jashin's symbol. I quickly brushed my teeth with really minty toothpaste, I hate the taste of mint in my mouth, but my parents like them. I gelled back my silver hair, washed my face and rushed down stairs.

My mom was already waiting next to the door that leads outside. She was wearing her cross pendant. I rolled my eyes at her formal looking outfit. She gave me a look and started to open the door.

"I don't get any breakfast?" My mom ignored me and kept on walking. Unlike my dad, Mom doesn't get along with me very well.

Brown leaves covered the porch, it was late fall, and my high school just started Fall Vacation. I was starting to think that wearing a T-shirt was a bad idea.

Since the house was only a few yards away from ours, I walked through the front yard and arrived on the neighbor's porch in no time. While my parents walked around the yard and onto the sidewalk, I took out my cell phone and texted Deidara. He has been my best friend since middle school.

"I'm meeting my new neighbor today, text me back as soon as possible so I can have an excuse to leave." I pressed the enter button and carefully placed my phone back into my back pocket.

When my parents finally caught up with me, my arms were tucked inside my shirt. It was cold out there! My dad laughed and told me how he used to do something like that, my mom forced me to take my arms out and wear my clothes the right way. Fuck. I can't survive in this cold.

I looked for a doorbell to ring, but then I realized there wasn't any so I knocked on the door. We waited for a moment, then I decided to take a picture of the old house and send it to Deidara. I took out my phone and tried to take a picture. Now that I focus on the house, it looks really cheap and old. I bet the moment I step inside, the whole house would break down! I took a picture and sent it to Deidara.

"Who are you texting, Hidan?" My dad asked, looking into my phone.

"Deidara Iwa." I replied.

"You mean that Iwa kid that set off illegal fireworks in the neighborhood?" My mom asked.

I nodded. Deidara really likes fireworks, and he didn't know it was illegal. We were only innocent 12 year olds.

"I thought the Iwa family went camping this fall." Dad said.

"Deidara decided to stay with his grandparents instead."

My Mom looked like she was about to comment on something, but the door opened.

"What the fuck!?" I blurted out.

The guy who came out of the door had dark skin, chocolate brown hair going down to his shoulder, emerald green eyes, and he had stitches all over his body. He wasn't wearing a shirt, just some jeans. He kind of looked good actually, but he could act in a horror movie.

"Hello, I am Mr. Jinguji, this is my wife, and my son, Hidan. Nice to meet you, we are your new neighbors." My dad greeted him cheerfully. He held out his hand, and the guy shook it.

"My name is Kakuzu Kurosawa." He said, he didn't sound too cheerful. His voice was deep and emotionless. I liked it.

"Why do you have fucking stitches all over your body?" I asked as politely as I can. My mom glared at me though, I can feel her eyes burning my neck.

Kakuzu grinned and laughed a little. "Aren't you a little too young to be saying bad words? You're fourteen, right?"

"No! I'm sixteen, stupid! I can say whatever I want, whenever I want, and to whoever I want!" I pointed at his face and smirked. "Judging by your face, I'm guessing you're about 1000 years old."

The grin on his face disappeared. "For your information, I'm only twenty. I'm four years older than you." He muttered "stupid" at me, but I don't think my parents heard him.

My mom's face lit up. "I think you two would become good friends." She said.

Kakuzu looked at my mom, then back at me. He made a face, I knew he what he was thinking. "She's kidding, right?"

"Maybe Hidan can stay here over tonight!" She said in a cheerful voice.

"What!? Why!?" I wanted to scream at my mom. I can't stay with this ugly dude!

"Well..." My parents gave each other an uneasy look "We decided not to tell you because we knew you would want to stay with that Iwa kid, but we're going on a little trip to see Grandma..."

Grandma didn't really like me. She always complained about the words I use. I complained about her old women smell in her house. We don't get along, at all.

I sighed. "But why him?" I asked.

My dad patted my head, messing up my hair. "You'll be lonely, and you need new friends."

"But-" I started, but my parents didn't want to argue with me.

"In one or two hours, we'll be going to Grandma's. Mr. Kurosawa, I'll pay you. Please! " My mom pleaded.

Kakuzu smiled and suddenly seemed...excited?

"I'll be more than happy to babysit your kid!" He said joyfully. "But, um, I need money, you know. How much are you willing to pay?"

This guy just wanted the fucking money! For what, watching a sixteen year old?

"We'll pay you...20 dollars." My dad held out a 20 dollar bill.

Kakuzu looked a little disappointed, but he accepted it anyway.

"The kid can can come over my house now, if you want." He said.

My parents nodded and thanked him. I groaned and followed Kakuzu inside. Before I went in, I shot a glare at my parents. If I die with boredom or something, it's their fault.

Well, that's the end of chapter one! I hope you enjoyed it.

I picked out some random last names for Hidan and Kakuzu, but if you have a better idea tell me. ^^

The story would get better and better, I promise!

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