The cost of life
Kakuzu walked thru the shifting sands outside Suna .smiling as he counted the money from his latest bounty. The paper bills rustled as they were shoved into the pocket of his robe , muffling the sound of the jingling coins as he made his way back towards home to pick up yet another bounty . He turned his head slightly to keep the sand from blinding him completely and he saw someone struggling to heft a long black trunk onto a cart .
Kakuzu walked noiselessly over to the man and tapped his shoulder, to inquire if the trunk was for sale as he had use for one. The poor man turned to face the akatsuki 's accountant and turned deathly pale. He screamed and dropped the trunk , running for his life into the distance . Kakuzu sighed as he watched as the man became a dot on the horizon and he examined the trunk . He ran his hand along the wood and found many small holes that seemed to hold no apparent purpose , the exterior yielding no clues as to what was inside. "I guess this means its free……" kakuzu said to himself as he hefted the trunk onto his shoulder carefully . He turned towards home again and paused. He thought he had heard a groan, but dismissed it as a product of the heat and started towards akatsuki , his home .
Hidan sighed as he saw the door open and his greedy partner carry in another black trunk , to store the seeming endless piles of cash and antiques he acquired using not so legal methods. Kakuzu set the trunk down and kneeled down and proceded to try and figure out how to open it . "Not another trunk to hold your antique shit of yours ,you're already taking up half of the basement with them" Hidan cursed as he tried to get thru to kakuzu as he examined the trunk. Kakuzu pulled at the lid to no avail and began looking for the lock as Hidan continued his rant, each sentence containing more and more curse words . He found the lock and sent a single thread into it ,conforming to every curve and groove of the lock . He heard a small click and the lid popped up slightly . Kakuzu turned to the immortal member of akatsuki and sent two threads out , stitching them shut and causing him to curse in silent rage as he tried to pry them apart . Kakuzu slowly lifted up the lid and looked inside. Kakuzu fell back in surprise , trying to comprehend what he had seen .
Inside lay a girl who could not have been more than twelve years old with dark black hair and a black t-shirt with long sleeves. Her legs were covered by a pair of jeans that looked so tattered that it was a wonder they were still holding together . Her arms covered her barely developed breasts . She lay still in the trunk which began to look more like a coffin the more he stared at it.
Hidan finally ripped the stitches off and let a steady stream of cuss words fly. He looked into the box as he pushed past Kakuzu.
"Kakuzu, I never knew you were into that sort of thing !" laughed Hidan as kakuzu put his fingers on the side of her neck and waited . He waited and felt nothing …….but then a pulse, a weak one pulsed in her neck. He called for help and waited , hoping she could hold on for a few minutes longer. Hidan stood there , trying to comphrend his partners strange behavior when he saw her eyes open slightly and close in an instant . He smirked and chuckled to himself as he realized why he was doing this for soe little girl he didn't even know.
Hidan strode across the room and up the stairs into his room as konan lifted the girl up and took her into their operating room. "I wonder how far this will go……only time will tell I guess ." Hidan said as he opened the door to his room and shut himself inside .