New story folks! If you read my first story, Of Puppets and Love, you probably figured that this is my HidanOC story. But then again...you probably figured by the summary. Aheh...Sweatdrops...Moving on! I've told a few people that this idea is very original and I'm pretty sure no one has used it yet for Hidan, so if it's a huge letdown...then I just fail and I'm sorry for wasting your time.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto characters, Masashi Kishimoto already does, and if I did the Akatsuki would've taken over the world. I do, however, own my own characters, the plot, and the quotes and all that shit. Which is why I would really appreciate it if you don't steal it.

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Time. Time was a thing of evil. It would take away your loved ones. It would take away your memories. It would take away your age. It would take away your home. It would take away everything you know. It was unstoppable and it was inevitable, it was something few people paid heed to, and those who did, usually dread it. It usually changed things, some for better, most for worst. This was what Hidan thought of time. Over time, Hidan watched as each Akatsuki member fell to their deaths, how the Villages all engaged in a war with none other than Tobi, who turned out to be Madara, how the shinobi had won (1), how the shinobi soon found out about technology, how it developed over...time, how it helped the shinobi with so many things that they had no need for Jutsu or chakra, how the shinobi were now "civilians" and nothing more, how the houses and shops of the villages soon morphed into brick buildings and skyscrapers, which was now the current time that Hidan had lived in.

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Hidan

I was all alone in this world. Even if I had been surrounded by the swarming crowds of people, I still felt so alone. Why? Because...the Akatsuki were all killed. Killed. Except for me. I was the only survivor. Now trust me, I tried every attempt to suicide. But since I was pledged to Jashin, I couldn't die. No matter how much I didn't sacrifice to Jashin or said very...descriptive and creative...words to him, I still remained immortal. In one of my dreams, he claimed that I was his most loyal and faithful follower yet, and he wasn't willing to let me go. So here I was, stuck in this lonely world, all alone, watching everything change before my eyes.

Before, I thought that immortality was a gift, a blessing. Now? I see it as a curse. A dreaded curse that you couldn't outrun. All you could do was watch your loved ones die and you couldn't even be with them when your "time was up". You were to be stuck here on this miserable planet to watch everything change and dread every minute of it, and being alone with no friends, no family, because they all died. Yeah I know, I could always make new friends. But why deal with that pain once more? And even if I were to, who would befriend a sadomasochist, foul-mouthed, ill-mannered maniac such as myself? I sighed, I had really made the biggest mistake of my life hadn't I?

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Akane

Ring ring. Smash.

I woke up with a jolt and then looked at the alarm clock. Or...what used to be the alarm clock...I grimaced, oops, that's the sixth clock I smashed in...six days. My uncle was gonna kill me, wasn't he?

"Akane..." I shivered, "what was that sound?" anger twitched in my uncle's voice.

"Ah...nothing!" I lied, "I gotta go to the mall today, can you give me some money?"

"You owe me for this."

I caved in, "Fine."

Getting up, I dumped the pieces of the clock into the trash can in my room. I went into my closet to pick out an outfit: black Linkin Park shirt (XL), long black flare jeans that covered my black and white Nike sneakers and had a 30" silver chain that held my keys, silver earrings for my right auricle and lobe piercing, left Pinna Piercing (Helix), second lobe piercing (upper, kinda like an auricle but more below that), and a black earring that resembles a water drop for my first lobe piercing (2). After that was done, I left to shower, got dressed, fixed my hair, and headed out the door with my money, which all took about 30 minutes.

Maybe I should head to the mall. They're bound to have a clock shop somewhere in there, right?

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Hidan

I stood lazily behind the counter. I worked part time at this clock workshop place. Yes, I know, it must be lame. But truthfully, it made good money to support myself. I decided that since I had to be immortal, I guess I should just try and make some money to eat till the day I miraculously die. Most people didn't even come in here most of the time, so I could just sit there and get paid to do nothing. Sweet job now ain't it?

As I flipped through a magazine, I heard someone say, "Excuse me mister."

I looked up, it was that crabby old man from a few days ago. Well, he wasn't exactly old, but still, he acted like an old man.

"What?" I snapped.

"I bought this clock a few days ago." he glared at me.

The bell on the door rang, I looked up; it was a black with red streaked at the bottom haired girl. From her clothing, I guessed she was one of those rocker chicks. I looked back at the man.

"And...?"

"And it already broke."

"And...?"

"What do you mean 'And...?'?"

"I care because...?"

"Because you owe me a refund!"

I gaped at him, "Look here, bud, just because you're fuckin' careless and broke the damn clock doesn't mean that I have to give you a damn refund."

He was appalled to say the least, then snapped out of it, "It isn't because of my 'carelessness', it's because you failed it make the clock correctly."

I raised my silver eyebrow at him. Then I snatched the clock from his hand and examined it. It was true, I didn't really know much about the clocks, but the creator was my boss, and I didn't doubt his abilities. When I examined it, I nearly laughed out loud. Instead, I just kept my annoyed expression and handed it back to him.

"You might wanna fuckin' check the batteries." I explained.

He did as I asked, and he nearly died of embarrassment. His face flushed bright red.

"Bu- you- I- h-..." he stammered.

I snickered at his reaction. He tried his hardest to regain himself. After a few seconds of thinking, he still didn't leave the shop. I eyed him strangely, wondering what he could be planning. He inspected the clock, then he smirked. I raised an eyebrow.

"This clock is missing a touch of gold paint right here on this 1 millimeter dot!"

Right after he said that I rolled up my magazine and smacked him on the head, "JASHIN DAMMIT GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"

Akane

The customer winced in pain after being smacked in the head with that thing. He seemed to be bleeding a bit. Damn. How hard did that albino hit? Is this how this store treats its customers? But then again, I had to admit, that was the most funniest thing I've seen today. After awhile, I wondered about something: What the fuck is Jashin? The customer growled and walked away with the clock that's "missing a touch of gold paint right there on that dot". I stared at the man even after he left. His figure soon became a small blurred dot and disappeared completely. A man clearing his throat finally snapped me out of daze. I looked over and saw that it was the man behind the counter.

"Are you gonna buy somethin' or not?" he stared lazily at me.

"Uhh...yeah...do you erm, have any alarm clocks that's...durable?" I asked, slightly embarrassed at me smashing my alarm clocks in the morning.

He raised an eyebrow yet again, "Durable?"

I breathed out, "That can withstand being punched and smashed in the morning." I averted my eyes, feeling slight heat going to my fac.

To make it worse, he laughed. Out loud. At me. More heat rose to my face. I gritted my teeth.

"Shut up."

He laughed even more. I felt like crawling into a hole and dying.

"Well do you or not?" I lowered my voice till it was barely audible.

He grinned, "I think I might have something for non-morning wakers like you."

He opened the door behind the counter and went inside. When he came out, an alarm clock perched on his hands. He settled it down on the counter so I could see. As I grasped the clock in my hands, my curiosity took over.

"So...what's Jashin?"

Hidan

Was this bitch really askin' me this? Why the fuck would she wanna know? Probably curiosity. But the problem is...should I tell her? Nah...she probably wouldn't even believe me in the first place. I've tried many attempts to get people to become a shinobi once again a few centuries back. They just called me crazy. Besides, from so many years of never using Jutsu, the humans' chakra system slowly subsided to nothing. Besides, there was nothing for me to gain if I told her. So...the problem now was...how to get rid of her? A smirk found its way on my lips as I thought of a plan.

"Something." I answered.

She frowned, "And what is that 'something' specifically?"

"I'll tell you. But only on one condition."

She crossed her arms in front of her.

"You'll have to wait till I finished my shift. 12 a.m." I grinned.

She seemed to open her mouth to say something, or maybe to gasp, but before I could tell, she closed it, then went over to the two chairs that were for waiting, and sat there. I examined her, she seemed completely serious about waiting. Whatever. Probably'll leave sooner or later. I went inside the door behind the counter to ask my boss if I could stay that late, since of course, my part time shift wasn't that long. He said it was fine as long as I would stop arguing with the customers.

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Surprisingly, for some reason, today seemed to be flooded with customers. Surprisingly, I only lashed out at five. Hey, I'm makin' improvement! When the grandfather clock chimed, I looked at it, 12 a.m., looked at the chair and grinned, that girl couldn't last.

"So when're you gonna tell me?" her red eyes appeared in my face.

"Gah!" I almost fell over, "I thought that you were gone already."

I gritted my teeth and my eyes lowered.

She grinned, "I'm not one to back down on deals. So, are you gonna tell me or what?"

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair in frustration, "Fine."

Maybe I'll tell her and she'll think I'm crazy and then she'll fuck off. I went over to the chairs to sit down. She followed in suit. Then my mouth opened, and out spilled the stories of the shinobi and their chakra, the Jutsu, jinchūriki and their Bijuu, my missions with Kakuzu, the Akatsuki, their deaths, the changes over time, and Jashin, including my immortality. When I was done, I looked at her, hoping for her to say that I was crazy. Instead, her features were shock, but with awe. Then her hand slid into her pants pocket, and she slid out a...pocket knife? What was she gonna-

"OW! That hurt you bitch!" I clutched my heart, or what was left of it.

She smirked, "I guess you really are immortal."

"What the fuck was that for?" I yelled.

She shrugged, "I dunno, you said you were immortal and I always wanted to try that."

"And if I was lying...?" I growled.

"Then you're be dead and I'd be arrested if I'm ever caught." she shrugged nonchalantly.

"You're a crazy chick, y'know that?" I stuck out my tongue.

"Gee what was your clue?" she stuck out hers, revealing a tongue piercing.

Silence fell between us. The only thing that actually did make a sound was the clocks around us, all ticking in sync.

"Do you miss them?" she asked softly.

I looked at a clock, "I guess..."

"I have a way...for you to go back..." she whispered.

My eyes widened, "H-how?"

"My uncle's building a time machine...maybe, you could use it. To get back to your time."

Link to Akane's image: http: / /mysticshadowdemon. deviantart. com/art/Akane-253533402 (remove spaces)

(1) - I dunno if that's true, but judging from the Anime so far, that's what I'm assuming. I don't read the manga so sorry if this information is wrong. I just decided to write that for the sake of the story. So technically it's not really a spoiler since I don't even know if it's true.

(2) - Aheh...I kinda have a piercing affection like Pein and Konan...

End of the first chapter. Sorry to say this folks, but I might not update as fast as I used to since I have to 'get started on my homework' ¬_¬, parents...So sorry about that! But special thanks to heart153 for being the first to add me to their Author Alerts! Thank you for reading this story and reviews would be appreciated. If you have a problem with anything, you could point them out and I'll try to fix them. See ya for now.