Chapter 1.

Getting away.

I do not own Naruto....But I own THIS fanfiction...and it's my VERY FIRST ONE!
So don't burn me.

Hidan's POV

Blood. Why did I smell blood. That burning copper smell trapped in my nose. I tried to open my eyes but I was surrounded by darkness. No matter how hard I tried they just wouldn't open, was I blind. But it took only seconds to realize that they were already open. My back was pressed against something that felt like a vacuum. I reached for it and felt it's rough fabric and plastic like handle...yep a vacuum.

My legs were pressed against a hard wooden wall. I kicked rapidly at it and it seemed to rattle....like a door. I almost leaped for it and latched around the door knob....yep a door....was I in a closet? More importantly, WHY was I in a closet? And suddenly, my hand slipped off the knob dfo to the wet sticky blood on my hands...My head banged against the vacuum. "FUCK!!!" I bitched rubbing my head... I slowly stood up and with BOTH hands, grabbed the door knob....twisted.....the door clicked.....locked......

I pounded on the knob, like it was going to break. But accomplished nothing, what would I do?... What could i do?...My head throbbed, Not because of the vacuum, but because of something else, but I couldn't think what..A sudden light flickered in my small closet space. It was coming from the key hole...someone had turned on the in the other room. My sudden hope. I looked through the key hole to see none other then the made with a cart. She was a blond with her hair up in a poofy ponytail. Her expression told me that she did NOT want to be here. In this room. I began banging at the door, screaming and yelling for her attention..."HEY BITCH! OPEN THE DOOR!!!" I screamed rather rudely. She jumped almost ten feet out her skin at the sound of my voice. When she realized exactly what it was, she ran over to the closet with the keys, unlocking the door.

And with the sudden bright light, I felt like I had just entered heaven, until the sight of a messy, blood stained hotel room appeared. My peaceful heaven seized to exist when I heard that damn maids screech of horror at the sight of me. "ARE YOU OK!?" She yelled rushing toward me, "Should I call an ambulance?" I looked down at my body, I was completely covered in blood.....

Before I could answer, she quickly pulled out her phone and began to dial. I quickly grabbed it away and closed it. "No that's ok. I'm pretty sure the blood isn't mine.....My name is Hidan." I reasured. She stammered..."M-my name is Deidara...Dei for short..." She lowered her eyes and glanced around the room.

"Why were you in the closet?" She asked...

"What do men usually do in closet sweety?" I teased...

"Seriously..."

"..."

"Well..."

"I'm not sure...."

"You don't remember?"

"No..."

"Do you even know what happened yesterday?"

"No....."

What DID happen yesterday? I wondered to myself, waiting for an answer to just magically appear...

"Well," She began. "A man was murdered here...a rich man, went by the name of Masashi Kishimoto...He was here on a business trip and apparently someone broke into his room.....startled him, and ripped his limbs apart.... separately...He was caught, standing over the body...looking just as confused as we all were...But no one knows why he killed him....He was just a common thief..."

I stopped listening to her after her last sentence......

All thought came back to my head. I had murdered Masashi kishimoto that day. I had ripped him apart...why? Why do murderers kill is a better question....

Flashback:

I stood there, holding the knife to my mouth, and tasted the sweet coming from the tip. Then suddenly, i heard cop sirens, And in panic, I rushed for the window....but sopped in my tracks when i saw a man watching me. A green eyed man with a mask covering his mouth. Hate in his eyes, I felt like death was among me, So i did was most panicky people did, ran for the door....Sadly, my stupidity got the best of me and I ran into the CLOSET door....crashed into the wall, pretty hard I may add, and passed out..... pathetic, right?

End

I looked the amid over, with a devilish smirk.....

"What?"

She asked....

I grabbed a hold of her arm violently. "Yeh know...." I began.. "I have never left a witness back in my days..." I chuckled. "W-what!?" She asked startled, in an attempt to lamely free her hand....I only gripped harder...anymore and it probably would have snapped. She screeched loudly and I pulled her into my chest, smacking the back of her head. Her eyes widened, then faded, then shut....Passed out....I was tired and wasn't thinking straight so I just bluntly tossed ehr into the closet, and shut the door. My real goal was to get clean and the heck out of here without being seen. So, I stepped into the bathroom, (because that's what rich hotels have in there rooms 3)

And took a shower....and as I did such, I became lost in thought.....About the man who stole the credit for my murder....but who was he? The maid said he was caught....But the murderer was me. Did he admit? Why would he? he was a thief... Not a mass murderer such as myself. I stared down at the orange colored water going down the drain do to the blood washing out of my silky white hair smoothly balanced skin.

As soon as I was done, I put on some different clothing, (Masashi Kishimoto's) It wasn't my style...it was kinda businessy....But that was ok. As soon as I got home I could change into my regular outfit. And like that.....I was gone.....

Well, this was just the beginning...but I hope you liked it so far....Please comment. o 0o I know it was short because I rushed the first chapter....And yeah...It's a Yaoi, but there is no Yaoi yet. 3

Preview of next chapter:

He placed the guns tip on my forehead......the drunken bastard.

"Pein please!!!" the blue haired women screamed with tears running down her face...

My hands clenched shut, But i did not move......There wasn't much i could do at this point....This man was drunk....he WOULD shoot me. "Any last words?" he snickered at my direction.....But all I could do was laugh...