A/N: Hello People! This is my third fanfic, and it wont be a Oneshot! I don't know how many chapters there will be, but they will be many. Like, 18-22 or something. It popped into my head when I was listening to ''Everybody's Fool'' by Evanescence, though I have no idea why o.o. Anyway, I really hope you guys like it! Oh and Kakuzu and Hidan's families are rich, though Kakuzu's family isn't spending much for him.

In this story, it's in the ninja world but not exactly. Like, half the ninja world and half a regular one. The characters will be able to perform jutsu's and such, but they will live in a modern world. Hidan and Kakuzu are 16 year old in this fic. And yes, I know being 16 year old is too young to marry and get children, but this is fanfiction, so yeah. Everything here is possible XD.

Edition: The names I made for the OCs sucked watermelons :L. So I edited them! I want to thank Moyasu-uisuka for helping me with the names! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I LOVE YOU XD.

Summary: Hidan is the Jashin religion's 16 year old heir and saint. His father, Osamu, is proud of his son, and decided that it was time Hidan got a wife and a son, who could get the heritage and be the next heir. However, his father wouldn't accept a no, which Hidan constantly says. He has someone else in mind that he wanted to be together with, and it's a male. But that certain male has a parent problem even worse than his own...

000

Kakuzu sat there, on his scratched and only chair. He was bloodied, with scars on his face and bruises on his body. His father, Akato, always took out his anger on him. Only him. His siblings, Yuki and Kai, were his fathers pride center, and Kakuzu was the ''disgrace''. And he knew why. He knew why they always beat him up and hated him. It wasn't like his family ever bothered with hiding their opinions on his ''imperfections''.

They hated him because everybody was disgusted by him. His abnormal eyes, green orbs and red where the whites are. Everybody was scared of how abnormal they were. And his stitches, the ones he gained when he got a very bad beating by his father. Everybody was disgusted by his ''imperfections''.

His family treated him like an unwanted child. Beating him up, never acknowledging him, never praised him, and never bothered sending him to school. It was to hide the ''disgrace''. The ''imperfections''.

But it wasn't like he was complaining about the treatment. And he didn't believe that his family hated him. He believed that everyone loved their family. Even if they hit them, insult them, break them, deep inside they still loved them. At least that's what he likes to tell himself, because he still loved his family more than anything else.

And it wasn't like he couldn't defend himself. In fact, he was stronger than each one of his family. He had a very high pain tolerance, which was obvious due to the stitches. And he was skilled. He spent all of his time training, because that was the only useful thing he could do. It wasn't like he had anything better to do, like being with his family, talking, laughing...

...smiling...

Kakuzu couldn't remember when was the last time he actually smiled. He always felt like smiling when he heard the laughter of his family. The joy. The love. But he couldn't. He couldn't smile even if he wanted to. He couldn't because he was a ''disgrace''. An ''imperfection''. Yes, he had the ability to smile, but he couldn't.

Smiling is hard when the reason you are smiling for is the reason that hinders you from doing it.

His mother, Tsukimi, sometimes came in after to comfort him after a heavy beating. But he doubted she did it wholeheartedly. Maybe she did it to make sure he wouldn't commit suicide. After all, they needed someone to order around and do the dishes...

He bandaged himself, ignoring the stinging pain that a regular person would die to get rid of. Barely conscious, he made his way to his uncomfortable but beloved bed. He fell asleep the moment he hit his pillow, and dreamed.

A dream where his family had no ''disgrace''. A dream where his family didn't care about his ''imperfections''.

000

''The royal family is having a party tomorrow, and every rich family in the city is coming! Hidan, this is the perfect opportunity for you to find a decent lady!'' Osamu said to his unhappy son. That was the fifteenth time his father said that, and it was the fifteenth time that Hidan said no. He cursed the days for running away this fast. He didn't even like the idea of that party.

''Dad, please, for Jashin's sake, I. FUCKING. GET. IT. And for the last time, I don't want a fucking wife!'' Why couldn't Osamu just understand the fact that Hidan didn't like any of those pests that always cling to his arms the moment he stepped into the sunlight. Pests meaning fangirls. Fangirls meaning what his father wanted him to pick one of to be his lover. Hah, over his dead body he would live with one of them! They disgusted him. The way they press themselves to him, the way they bat their fake eyelashes, their perfume oversoaked bodies. That was the reason he wanted to be gay. But unfortunately, he ended up being bi.

''But what do you think the Jashin people would think of us? The saint of Jashin isn't getting a son that will follow his steps? Every heir before you had a wife and a decent family, and you wont be an exception!'' Osamu shouted. He didn't like his son's disagreeing on getting a wife one bit.

''I'm not saying I don't want a son, I just don't want a wife! They are annoying! Why can't I just marry a male?''

''Because it would be a disgrace! Why wont you be like your brother? Takeshi already has a wife and two sons! And he doesn't complain!''

''Takeshi this, Takeshi that! Why don't you just make him the fucking saint instead? And your forgetting I'M NOT TAKESHI, SO YOU EITHER ACCEPT IT OR NOT!'' Hidan was pissed how his father always thinks that he would become like Takeshi. Honestly, if Takeshi was as perfect as Osamu says, why isn't he the saint? Hidan never asked to be the saint, and he never did like it.

''Because the elders picked you to be the heir! We looked up to you! Don't take us down and make us regret choosing you! Be wise and think about it, son.'' Osamu growled, storming out of the room and slamming the door closed.

Hidan sighed. His father always thought about the opinions of the people. He never thought about Hidan's own opinions, and that pissed the silverhaired saint off to no end. He was his son! His own son! How could he force his own son to marry someone he doesn't even like?

He put his head in his hands, not looking up when the door opened to reveal his older brother. Takeshi always came in to comfort Hidan after every argument with their father. Yes, he was also unhappy with Hidan's disagreeing, but he cared about Hidan's opinions, which Hidan loved his brother for. Takeshi didn't care about the consequences. Didn't care about the elders. All that mattered was if the person in question was agreeing. But Hidan was pushing it too far, and their father wasn't giving up soon. The only option for him is to convince Hidan before trouble appears...

''Hidan...''

''…...''

Takeshi sighed. ''You realize how frustrated father is becoming because of your disagreeing?''

''I don't give a shit.'' Hidan lied.

''Hidan, don't lie. You do care. I know you.''

''Why can't he just fucking understand that I don't want to?'' Hidan jolted up from the chair, knocking the chair down in the process, and slammed his hand down on the table.

Takeshi wasn't surprised. ''He understands, believe me. We all do. But we can't give up the tradition. The heir must get married before turning 17. Please, Hidan. At least do it for father's sake. And if not father's, than mine.''

Hidan didn't say anything. Would he do it? For Takeshi's sake? His brother sure was smug sometimes, but Hidan was grateful he had a brother like him. The least thing he could do to thank him was to agree to this. And that's what he did.

''….Alright, then. But I won't be the one choosing.'' Hidan said. He knew if he got the choice he wouldn't choose anyone. There was no difference between the bitches. Might as well accept what his father chooses.

Takeshi was shocked. Did Hidan just agree? This fast? He almost didn't do anything! Praise Jashin, he finally got over it!

''Great! Thanks Hidan! Father would be so proud! Just like how proud I am of being your elder brother!'' Hidan smiled. He truly loved his brother. He convinced himself that if he wont do it for his father, he'd do it for his brother.

The silverhaired Jashinist watched as his brother practically ran out of the room, and heard as he shouted the great news throughout the mansion. He sighed, ignoring the part of his brain that nagged at him for agreeing. He pushed everything aside, and laid on his comfortable bed. Once he fell asleep, he dreamed.

A dream where his father was proud of him being himself. Not a saint. Not a heir. Only Hidan.

000

Kakuzu was always sore in the mornings. He sat up, used to the creaking sound from the bed and the cracking sound from his bones. He did his usual morning routine, and headed for the kitchen to eat breakfast. He was always in time when his mother, Tsukimi, did breakfast for the family. He learned to be so after he was sure that his mother wouldn't cook breakfast for him if he wasn't in time with his siblings and father. His siblings and parents had the week off of job and school, so they were in the kitchen, having a good time, as usual.

He sat down without a word, and immediately began eating once his plate was handed to him. He listened when his sister's high pitched voice spoke up.

''Mom, dad! Did you hear about the royal party today? The Jashin religion's people are coming! Do you know what that means?'' She squealed.

''Yuki, honey. Please don't speak with food in your mouth.''

She ignored that. '' It means that their handsome heir, Hidan-kun, is coming! Oh god, I'm so excited!''

Kakuzu felt like barfing. Yuki always spoke about that ''Hidan-kun''. Who was he anyway? Even Kai was gay for him!

''Hidan-kun is coming? Really? I didn't know that! I'm so getting him tomorrow!'' His brother couldn't squeal, being a boy, but it was close.

''Forget it, fagot! He is mine! You can't have him anyways. He is supposed to have a wife before he turns 17! A WIFE! Your a male!''

''You damn bitc-''

''Oh please, you two. Stop arguing already! Your competition can return later. Now is time for eating breakfast, you naughty little teddies!'' Their father laughed, glaring playfully at his two children.

''...So, is he coming along?'' His brother said, looking at Kakuzu with cold eyes. Kakuzu kept his eyes at his plate.

''Sure. We can't let someone like him alone in the house. He would probably taint everything. As much as I'd hate to show the people this disgrace, he has to come along.''

Those words coming from his father wasn't something new. He was used to it, but it was still horribly painful...

Kakuzu finished up, putting his plate on the sink and headed for his room without a glance back. He closed the door and threw himself on his bed.

So, Kakuzu had a really bad feeling about that party. He hated the looks people gave him. Disgust, shock, terror, fear. They were all directed to him every time he stepped out of his home. And the fact that Aumori was going to be there too didn't make the party anymore fun.

Aumori was a family, which his own family was in brotherhood with. Since he was 14, his father decided that it was time that he and Toru, the Aumori family's smug son, got together. He was currently engaged with Toru, which he wasn't fond of. His parents knew he was bi. It shocked him that Toru even wanted him. Why would he want an ''imperfection'' like Kakuzu? But, of course, his parents jumped at the first chance to finally pair him up with someone. At least there was someone that dared look at the ''disgrace''.

000

''Hidan, sweetheart! Wake up! You have a lot to do today! Not to mention the party! Osamu will find you a decent lady!'' Hidan heard his mother's voice ringing in his ears, interrupting his dream. He opened one amethyst eye and glared at his mother, Mai.

''Don't remind me... And 5 more minutes...''

''Hah, nice try, but your mother isn't a fool. You already said that two times today! Now get your lazy fat ass up and get something done!'' His mother was always an annoying leech at mornings, with her happy jokes and good mood. But that didn't mean he didn't like it.

''Okay okay. Jeez... Look at the clock! It's 5 AM in the fucki-''

''NO! Don't you dare finish that! Your a gentleman now, and gentlemen don't swear! Try to fix this cussing problem of yours!''

''Pfft...Yeah yeah. I'll ''try''. NOW GET OUT AND GIVE ME SOME PRIVACY!''

''Talk about cranky...'' His mother muttered, stepping out of the room and closing the door.

''Finally...'' He put his head back in his pillow, closing his eyes and...

The door burst open. ''BUSTED! GET YOUR ASS UP NOW! Or I swear on Jashin's name that I will make Osamu choose the most annoying woman in the city for you!'' Hidan knew that his mother was serious, and he practically flew off of his bed and out of the room, trying to contain his temper when he caught his mother's triumphant smirk.

''I'll get revenge...'' He glared with morning eyes.

''Yeah, good luck with that...''

000 (time skip)

Hidan gulped as he stepped out of his limo, and immediately, a sea of fangirls (and some fanboys) were at him. He struggled to get out, slapping off the hands that was pulling at his clothes.

''Hidan-kuuun!''

''Be my man!''

''Your so hot!''

''We'll have the sweetest children!''

''Back off, bitch! His mine!''

''Who do you think you are? You ugly skunk!''

Chaos took over and he finally got out of their death grips, only to be met with another sea of fans. His bodyguards were also struggling to keep them away, but failed miserably. Once his father stepped out of the limo though, everyone got quiet, in an attempt to seem polite and respectful in his eyes. They all knew that he would be the one choosing. Good lord...

His father's eyes seemed to be searching for something among the fangirls, when they finally met their destination. A girl with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.

Himura Yuki. The perfect one for Hidan.

He grinned in victory as he made his way to his clueless but suspecting son, and dragged the saint to the table where the Himura family were sitting. Yuki tried to contain her excitement when she saw them coming toward her family's table.

''Greetings, Himura Akato-san. It's an honor seeing you here with your respective daughter.'' Osamu greeted. He felt wonderful. Finally he found a lady for his son. And a pretty one at that! From a rich and proud family!

''Hello, Osamu-san. My pleasure seeing you here too. I wonder what your intention with my daughter is?'' Akato said, trying to be as noble as possible. He hoped that the other man's intention with his daughter was what he thought.

''Well, we finally convinced our honorable son to get a wife.'' Yuki's eyes shot open. ''And we find your daughter the perfect one for him.'' Hidan scowled, fighting off the temptation to grab his scythe and kill them all.

''Oh, what news! Yuki, would you accept this wonderful request?'' Hidan prayed every prayer he could remember, hoping she would say no.

''Father, of course I accept!'' She squealed.

Hidan felt sick to his stomach when he turned around to look at the banshee in front of him. Her brother was sitting behind her, looking like he was about to bawl his eyes out. His eyes suddenly landed on another figure. Hidan could tell it was a male through his muscular body. It wasn't too muscular, and not too lean, it was half of the two. He couldn't see his face because it was covered by long dark locks. He felt a strange sensation in his chest area but ignored it. Must be the enormous amount of the perfume scent's all over the place that gotten into him.

Turning around, he glared at his father, who was speaking happily with an ecstatic looking Akato. He turned around to the girl, ignoring her as she began blabbering about all the things they could do together. Once again, the mysterious figure caught his eyes. And this time, he was looking up.

Brilliant amethyst met abnormal green orbs...

Hidan couldn't hear or see anything. He was in another world, deep into the abnormal eyes, and all he could think about was...

'Beautiful...'

End chapter 1

LOL FINALLY! Took me two days to write this :L. Anyways, I have a feeling this story would be my favorite. Thank the plot bunny :D.

Please review! It will motivate me so much I would be writing a chapter each day! It'd mean so much to me! PLEASEEE REVIEW!

Winnie The Fatty ~