Author's Note: Hey folks. So, yeah, new story time. This is another one of my favorite pairings, KakuHidan. Yaaay! Uhm…Rated for Hidan's language and yaoi…and possibly lemon if I feel up to it and get the right reviews…xD Tell me what you guys want! Want lemon? You got it! And sorry this first chapter is a little short…it's more of an introduction than anything. Soo….mmmhmm. Enjoy!
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Ba-ba…ba…ba-dump…ba-dump…
A heart flutters back to life. A single, damaged, weak heart. Slowly it beats, pumping blood to the torn and injured organs of a single man who should be dead. A man who's eyes have begun to slowly open, pupils dialating, then shrinking at a rapid pace. This is the first time these eyes have seen the light of day in days. The man blinks several times and groans as he pushes himself to a sitting position. He finds himself laying in a valley of sorts amongst craters and spots of blood that no doubt have been caused by battle.
Battle…
Memories flash through his head and he groans again. His whole body aches from the beating that had caused his death.
Death…I should be…dead.
His eyes squint shut and he cradles his head in his arms for a moment, before slowly standing, his legs shaking like those of a new born foal. He needed to find new, healthy organs, and he needed to find him.
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I feel like I've been buried for fucking forever, but I hate to admit that it's probably only been a few days. A few fucking days since I was dismembered and buried alive. Damn that stupid Nara bastard! Now I'm stuck in a fucking hole that for all I know is hundreds of feet from the surface of the earth, hundreds of feet from the warm sun. It's damn cold down here, too. I hate being cold. I guess the only thing worse than being buried is being buried with the rest of your body scattered across the fucking map and having to live through it all. Jeez this sucks! I'm bored out of my fucking mind! I don't even have my rosary! A sigh escapes my lips. I've already prayed to Jashin several times to take my life, to let me die and spend the rest of my life at his side in my personal afterlife. Jashin-sama isn't quite so merciful however, as I'm still stuck in this life.
"DAMN YOU NARA SHIKAMARU!" I scream at the top of my lungs, but the layers of dirt not only muffle my voice, but fall into my open mouth. Damn it! Dirt tastes like shit.