WARNING: RATED M FOR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SMEX INSIDE ONE BEAUTIFUL, IMMORTAL PACKAGE. IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE SOUND OF THAT - HIDAN IS OFFENDED - THEN I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU DON'T READ IT - IT WILL BE DARK.

NOTE ONE: EACH CHAPTER WILL BE AROUND 1K. SHORT AND SWEET, STRAIGHT TO THE POINT. IF THEY WERE LONGER THEN UPDATES WOULD TAKE MONTHS AT A TIME - I WRITE SLOW. THIS IS LESS STRESSFUL FOR ME.

NOTE TWO: THE STORY IS NAMED AFTER A SONG. EACH CHAPTER IS NAMED AFTER A SONG. THIS STORY BASICALLY HAS A SOUNDTRACK. NOT MANY SONGS SO FAR, BUT IT'LL GROW. I BELIEVE ADDING MUSIC INCREASES THE EFFECT OF A CHAPTER. ALSO, MORE FEELS. I HAVE MADE A PLAYLIST ON YOUTUBE AND WHEN A NEW CHAPTER IS POSTED I WILL ADD THE NEXT SONG. FOR INFORMATION ON HOW TO FIND IT, PLEASE VISIT MY PROFILE - COMPLETELY OPTIONAL, OF COURSE.

NOTE THREE: I STRUGGLE WITH WRITING, SO TO GET THIS STORY OUT FASTER AND TO SAVE MYSELF FROM GOING BRAIN DEAD I WILL BE TRYING OUT A DIFFERENT WRITING STYLE. I'M AIMING FOR THE 'LESS IS MORE' EFFECT REGARDING DESCRIPTION. ALSO, MY APOLOGIES ON THE VERY SHORT PROLOGUE - IT'S BASICALLY A MASSIVE SUMMARY AIMED TO DRAW YOU IN. IT'S ALSO A FUTURE SCENE, BUT YOU PROBABLY GOT THAT. MOVING ON...

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING BUT MY PLOT BUNNY.

NOW, WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, I PRESENT TO YOU:

CORRUPT

~You'll be calling out my name

when you need someone to blame~

Prologue: Right Here

~never leave you all alone,

I will stay until the morning comes~

Hinata watched the rain with half lidded eyes.

It pelted onto the grass with such force the mud puddles thrashed violently and spattered against her legs. The cheap cloak she wore offered little to no protection against the harsh downpour, nor did the large oak she sat beneath. The material was thin, worn and heavy with rainwater, drenching her to the bone.

Her dark blue hair had turned black under the onslaught, plastering to her head as beads of water dripped from the inky strands, mixing with her tears and trailing down her nose like a never ending stream.

She rested against the bark, her legs hugged tightly against her chest with her cloak draped over them like a blanket – a very wet, very useless blanket. Her toes peaked out at the bottom and were coated in a thick layer of mud – they had grown numb long ago.

She didn't care.

Her chin was nestled between her knees and she just stared, dead eyed – like a broken, lifeless doll that had been tossed into the trash.

Unwanted.

Alone.

Wind whistled around her, dancing with the grass and whipping her lengthy tresses around her hunched form.

She was shivering and she just didn't care.

She deserved this, no – she deserved worse.

There was a flash of lightening followed by a crack of thunder.

Grey clouds swelled and the sky darkened.

Another crack.

There was so much noise that she didn't hear his approach. He stood by her side, his knee brushing against her shoulder as he leaned back against the oak and crossed his arms.

She didn't look at him.

She couldn't look at him.

Not yet.

A heavy silence lingered between them, neither one willing to broach the subject of the previous day.

Her more so.

She wanted to blame him, she really did.

He had started it.

But she was as much to blame as he because she had finished it.

And the worst part was... she had enjoyed it.

She had committed the ultimate taboo and there could be no redemption. She was a tainted soul, lost adrift in a sea of red with nowhere else to go but his arms. He was her saviour, her anchor, her only light in the dark and he would dive right into that crimson ocean along with her and hold her tight.

They would drift together and it would be okay – she would be okay.

She could already hear his unspoken words at her side.

I'm right here with you so stop fucking crying already.

The silence stretched for a while longer before he tsked and tapped her head with his knuckles – what he said instead she did not expect.

"I ripped my fucking pants looking for you, idiot."

The sheer absurdity of his statement momentarily distracted her from the pain and she looked up at him incredulously. He was looking off to the side with a bored yet pissed expression on his face and it was so typically Hidan that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

So she did both.

~I'll show you how to live again
and heal the brokenness within~

A/N:

Main song - Corrupt by Depeche Mode.

This story is named after this song and it will basically go with everything. I may occasionally put up some of the lyrics at the very top like I did just now when I believe part of the song matches a chapter.

Chapter song - Right Here by Ashes Remain.

Link on profile.

-redscarfninja