So this is a story, well plot, popped in my head when my co author(Author B, awesome friend, all mine :3) wanted to rp with me. I thought it be interesting to know what people think of this story we are pulling off. We love both this pair… So I asked her we should post this up in fanfiction which she agreed 3

The story is rated M for language. This is an AU thing. Other Akatsuki members may appear later, it depends on how the story goes. This takes place to a made up world we made up for the story's purpose. Everyone has special abilities (jutsu).

Chapter 1

Kakuzu opened his locker; he took out his notebooks out with books to match. He was a senior in high school, Ap classes and had the highest grades of them all. His education was in the top of his list as he wished to end up in the greatest school of the nation. Also scholarships would be nice so he wouldn't be in debt by student loans like most college students in his country. The teen was tan, had long brown hair that ended to his shoulder blades. His eyes held a dark cold green tone, and a lower black mask that hid half of his face made him look intimidating. But even if he looked scary, tall and strong, there would still be a soul that had the urge to mess with him. Kakuzu quickly stepped back as a soccer ball flew passed him, hit the inside of his locker. The teen shifted his eyes to a group of teens who smirked his way; even though they were disappointed the ball didn't hit their real target. Kakuzu shut his locker with a thud, imprisoned the ball just to irritate his tormentors as he walked away.

Despite how different, there was one other person in the same situation on the high school food chain. He was a pale, lad, with white hair that was sleeked back. The albino had a pigment problem with his hair as well. He was much shorter than Kakuzu, and he dressed poorly. He barely had a shirt that was ripped to show his chest. But pale, he had a nice, but slender body. He was grumbling under his breath as he was already getting teased by a few of the other older kids.

"What's wrong, whiteout? Too poor to pay attention?" Hidan scowled at them as he slammed his locker. "Oi, fuck off..." he said annoyed, walking away himself. He couldn't last a fight right now. He already had too many accounts of getting into fights. And he made a promise not to get kicked out of school...again... He groaned, rubbing his head.

As the day passed by, Kakuzu took his time to listen to whatever word his teachers would say, and took notes, he made sure he wrote them in clear handwriting so he could go over them later without a problem. The teen had to be the best here. It was the only way for his future to be better than the life he was currently in. Lunch time came and he bought himself French fries, the cheapest thing he could buy that would satisfy his hunger. He saved money for whatever emergency that life may throw at him. He made his way out to the court yard as the cafeteria was too loud for him. He had to do his homework now. The chances of finishing his homework at lunch hour was greater than back home... Kakuzu sat down on the grass, back against the tree trunk as he relaxed. Stress always seemed to mock him. Always so busy, always so ...worried... the teen frowned silently. He looked down to his calculus and accounting books that lay on his lap. His youth was nothing more but worrying over his education, never did he have time to live as a normal teenager... School was hard with the immature assholes messing with him all the time and at home...he clenched his teeth with anger at the thought of his home.

Few more months...and you will be off to university…free, he mentally told himself as he opened his calculus book to a certain page thanks to the bookmark he had placed inside. I will show them all…

Contrarily, Hidan barely paid attention in class. He found it hard to focus, and in the end whenever the classes bored him he would merely prop up a book and rest his head. He barely got any sleep at home. Things were always busy at home, with his parents and church... But instead of thinking about it, he snored away, somehow quiet enough not to be caught. When lunch came he simply got the cafeteria special, which really was just some sort of nutritional slop. At least it was good for him... Hidan rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he walked out of the cafeteria, heading to the library. They had corners where he could sleep some more. And where he could hide from the dumbass football players

"Where do you think you're going?" a mocking voice said as a guy grasped Hidan's left arm roughly, and pulled him with him. Suddenly other boys joined them with dark amusements. They were all well fitted as they were strong, they belonged to the group of teens to have the most talented jutsu from all. Popularity in High school was based off their skills.

Hidan gave a growl as he struggled, his free hand balancing his food.

"Let me go, already!" He spat, pushing one of them away. "I just want to eat my slop and have some peace and quiet. Was that too much for you fuckers to understand?" He scowled at them, his violet eyes already burning with rage.

The boy was ignored with laughs. It was always so humorous to listen to the foul mouthed boy. He's reply was slapping his food from his hand while two buffer guys held his arms and dragged him across the hallway, to a certain direction.

Kakuzu ate his fries. He did this by pulling his mask slightly so his face wouldn't be exposed. His eyes were glued to a math word problem, one of the worst things he hated in life next to loud noises... Thinking about loud noises, Kakuzu lost his concentration when he heard laughter reach to his ears. The boy pulled away from his homework problem and noticed a group of teenagers had entered his domain. Kakuzu slowly frowned behind his mask.

"Ah, another of our favorites," a man with red hair chuckled as he stepped aside when Hidan was thrown towards Kakuzu.

Hidan stumbled, but managed to stabilize himself. He glared back at the men, as he straightened himself up, standing beside Kakuzu now.

"Oh... you guys are so fucking lucky I'm not in the mood to kick your asses... Even though I want to." He glared up at them, but took a step away.

The albino's words simply made everyone laugh as if they were told a hilarious joke. Kakuzu narrowed his eyes to Hidan; never did he come across with this kid... Well it was obvious the boy was also bullied like he was. Kakuzu didn't want to butt in. As long as he wasn't pulled into this mess he would be contempt.

"Man, these two losers are so fucking weird!" One of the tormentors mocked as his friends scattered around the two outcasts. Kakuzu cursed himself mentally. It seemed he was dragged into it. All he wanted to do was study and do his homework. Why was that a bad thing?

"Fucking hell..." He let out, glaring at the boys. He looked at Kakuzu silently, and realized how strong he was. "Hey, you there... You're strong. Can't you do something damn it?" He waved his arm to the bullies.

What choice did the tan boy have? It wasn't like he could ignore them as the other teens showed eagerness to mess with him again... Kakuzu growled in annoyance, set his things on the side before he got on his feet. He was taller than Hidan, and bigger in muscle.

"It doesn't seem I have a choice..." Kakuzu's voice was a deep and cold, he sounded as if he was older to be in high school.

Hidan noticed this but kept silent. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth... He took another step back, holding his hands up as he refused to keep out of the fight. He never knew when someone was watching, but in case a staff member did, He was refusing to lift a fist. Not yet at least.

"Aww look, they're going to fight side by side," the red haired teen bursted out laughing. "Bunch of queers!" Kakuzu glared from the insult. He didn't even know this albino, never even seen him before. Slowly, thread like things made their way out of his long sleeve shirt.

"What's going on here?!" a strong authority voice demanded. Most of the teens froze and turned to a teacher who glared at the scene. Kakuzu's threads retreated, acting he wasn't part of the conflict.

"We just talking Ms. Huy," the red boy smiled innocently. The woman didn't believe it and motioned with her head to the teens to leave the place now. The bullies groaned and grudgingly walked away. Kakuzu sat back down, pulled his books open as if nothing happened.

Hidan lowered his hands, sighing in relief. He sneered at the boys and waved his hands tauntingly. "See you later, fellas." He let out, as if he did nothing wrong. He then looked back at Kakuzu, raising an eyebrow at him as the angry teens left, ignoring their glares.

Kakuzu was satisfied a teacher came on the neck of time. It saved him the trouble of wasting his time which he could use to study. The masked man felt someone watching him... Slowly, his dark green eyes looked up at the albino... the boy was still here?

"...Sup." Was all the albino could say finally, after staring at him? His clothes were ragged and dirty, but his hair was decent. The only thing that really stood out was his eyes, a deep violet that were staring at him with a confident grin. "Name's Hidan. You?"

Oh great... the boy wanted to talk to him... Kakuzu's eyes narrowed at him. "You can go now..." his eyes went back to his studies. He wasn't much of a talker, antisocial he was.

Hidan frowned now. "Aw, come on, don't be like that. I ain't done talking to you." He said arrogantly, his hands on his hips. But his frown faded to a grin. "You seem to get picked on like me. Why does someone as big and strong as you let them walk all over ya?"

"Who says I do?" Kakuzu shifted his eyes to the boy with annoyance. "Now leave me be, I need to do my homework," The teen didn't care if he sounded rude, he had to finish his work.

"...get that stick out your ass already." He rolled his eyes. "Seriously, for once I'm trying to be fucking nice and I get this shit. Bah" he waved his hand, as if smacking the image of Kakuzu from him as he turned around. "Fucking loner..." He didn't' bother anymore, walking away.

Kakuzu looked to the boy; he looked so scrawny and weak. Loner...He didn't really like being alone. He had friends...but he had none here, so he wasn't really a loner, right? Kakuzu forced himself to concentrate back to the math problem he had trouble with before.

School ended for the day, Kakuzu walked out, and stopped as he caught sight of Hidan being thrown into the school's dumpster.

"Loser!" One of the tormentors laughed, the same red haired kid as before, imprisoned Hidan into darkness. The red head boy smirked as his friends moved away together, laughing.

From the inside of the dumpster were the sounds of muffled obscenities and banging on the metal. Hidan struggled to get out of the trash and managed to push the lid up. He looked even messier than before.

"Fucktards!" He called out in his anger. The angry teen climbed out of the dumpster picking the trash out of his silver locks

Kakuzu took a moment taking in the boy's messy image. He sighed, walking to the boy as something inside his mind told him to do so.

"They're annoying, aren't they?" he asked in his cold tone.

Hidan was too busy cleaning himself up to notice just who it was.

"Yeah, those assholes... They are so lucky that I promised not to fight otherwise they'd be..." He trailed off, patting his chest. His eyes widened as he then grasped his torn shirt, pulling outward as he looked down his chest. He had some muscle definition, but he was still pale and slender. "Oh... fuck..." he felt around his neck and then his chest, before he looked into the dumpster. "Fuck!" without hesitation, he leaped over, jumping into the trash.

Kakuzu didn't choose to be curious as to why the boy went back to the waste. He guessed the boy lost something by boy's reaction. Some girls seemed to giggle at the scene of Hidan making himself look like an idiot. The teen shook his head.

"Just leave it there," he wanted to avoid the humiliation.

"Like fuck I am!" He snapped from the trash, digging through the bags of rotten food. "Ah..." he sighed in relief, pulling out a shiny pendant on a string of purple beads. He held it close to his chest as he hopped back out of the dumpster, wiping off the gunk. He muttered a few things under his breath, bowing his head as if in prayer.

"Are you...praying?" Kakuzu couldn't make out the symbol the pendant was crafted as. He didn't imagine the boy was the religious type based off his foul mouth. His nose crunched up behind his mask, thankful he wore it as it blocked most of the stench Hidan had.

"Yes, yes I am." he said after he finished. He then, very gingerly, pulled the beads around his head as he rested the silver rosary on his chest, tucked under his shirt. He then looked up at him, before frowning. "...oh NOW you start talking to me?" He asked, raising a sarcastic brow.

The tan teen rolled his eyes from the boy's remark. "I could easily walk away if you want me to," he said. He could simply study at home if he wanted to instead.

"... Good point." the small albino pushed his hair back into its sleek position. He then outstretched his arms, yawning. "So, are you going to tell me your name or what?"

"Kakuzu," the teen said coldly, cold eyes directly to the boy.

"Kakuzu... Like, that one chess piece?" He asked, tilting his head as he tried to remember exactly which one it was. "I was named after the other piece too."

Kakuzu was surprised the boy knew of that fact, well it was shogi, not chess. He didn't even realize it until Hidan pointed it out. "It seems we have more things in common than I thought."

"Apparently." He said with a grin. "Though, to be honest... the only reason I know is because my parents like to bring it up... all the fucking time..." He groaned as he straightened his shirt. He trailed off, before he looked off. He trailed off, rubbing his temple with the palm of his hand. "But yeah... What made you decide to come over here?"

"I was swayed by whim," he shrugged and walked away. The boy thought it was a waste of time talking to Hidan, even though it was strange how they were both named after shogi pieces.

"Whim... Oi oi oi!" He snapped as he saw Kakuzu walk away. He paced to his side, scowling. "The fuck man? You don't just walk away without saying anything!"

For some reason, the boy's words put a smile behind Kakuzu's mask. Now he could understand why the football players loved to mess with the boy. "And why not?"

Because it makes you look like a douche bag!" He spat, stopping in front of him with a glare. "Seriously, do any of you fucktards in this city have any decent manners?"

"Says the boy who seems to break the world record for swearing during his life time," Kakuzu countered back amused.

"Joke's on you, fucker, there IS no world record!" He said triumphantly. "I checked!" He smirked, quite pleased with himself.

The boy was such an idiot... Kakuzu narrowed his eyes at the boy; he didn't like to be outsmarted in such things.

"Walk away now, or I will kill you..." he said in a darker tone.

"I'd like to see you try!" Hidan mused. "I can't die. I can thank Jashin-sama for that." He held up his rosary, kissing the dirty thing happily.

"Jashin...?" Kakuzu had no idea what the boy was talking about. The boy may be wrong in the head for thinking he was immortal... No one in life was immortal.

"The lord and savior of the enlightened ones, of course!" Hidan said. "Wait... if you don't know who he is..." He narrowed his eyes now, frowning at him as if disappointed. "...fucker...""

"Is this some kind of made up religion your tiny brain decided to make?" Kakuzu couldn't help but mock the boy.

This didn't go over well.

"What the fuck did you say, you fucking heretic?!" He snapped, grabbing the larger teen by his shirt. His eyes narrowed to near pinpoints as he face contorted in hatred. "You DARE mock Jashin-sama?!"

Kakuzu's eyes suddenly turned stone like, with rage as he clutched the boy's neck roughly and picked up the boy to his level, bringing his face near his own.

"Let go of my shirt...now..." he hissed dangerously. He didn't seem to be the type to mess with whatsoever.

Hidan, to his credit, wouldn't give up. He scowled; bearing is teeth at him despite how uncomfortable he was. "I will let go when you fucking APOLOGIZE, you asshole!" he snapped. "If there's ONE DAMN THING I don't tolerate it's HEATHENS like you MOCKING MY GOD!"

Kakuzu began to tighten his hold on the boy, choking him. So this was going to be a game, to who gave in. Well Kakuzu was not going to lose to this nuisance. His fingers buried into Hidan's flesh. The taller boy didn't seem to fear killing the smaller boy.

And the smaller boy didn't seem to care. He pulled at his shirt spitefully, letting out a small grunt as he felt his neck being strangled. He wasn't going to let down as he finally swung his legs, kicking the man hard in the abdomen.

The hits did not affect Kakuzu at all. The boy's body was very well built, strong as if he was a fighter. He kept pressing more pressure to the boy. He could easily crush Hidan's neck, but what seemed to be his conscious in mind told him not to.

Hidan glared at him, but gritting his teeth. But his eyes burned with rage, and he was persistent. Either he fully believed his immortality or he was happy to die for his god. And he was determined not to let a heathen walk all over him.

Kakuzu couldn't believe the boy was so... He groaned as he let go of Hidan before he shoving him off so the boy lost his grip on his shirt. Never did the boy think he would lose to a weak boy like Hidan.

"You are such an idiot..."

Hidan fell back, slamming his head against the cement.

"GAH FUCKING HELL!" He cried out, holding his head in pain. He gritted his teeth but got to his feet, albeit slow. He kept rubbing the back of his head, glaring at him. "..And you are such an asshole..." He spat back, glaring at him.

Kakuzu had his eyes narrowed to the boy before walking passed him. This boy...was too much for his patience. Why the hell did he decide to talk to him? It was a mistake, one he won't ever make again as long as he lived...

"...I'll enjoy killing you." Hidan said finally before walking away. The mark he left on the cement was a red spot. And as Hidan walked away himself, his head was bleeding, and although he seemed a little dizzy from blood loss he walked on like it was just a scratch.

Kakuzu's eyes caught the cement as he walked by it. He stopped and stared before glancing to the boy where the blood kept trailing down from his head. Kakuzu was shocked, the injury would have put the boy unconscious, but instead he didn't seem to mind it much. Immortal the boy said...Kakuzu looked away, denying for such possibility. The boy maybe just had the ability to withstand hard injuries...Yes maybe that's what it was... It was logical. Kakuzu looked at his own hand that had many stitches. He hated to admit it but the two boys had too much in common...

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