Religion is fun
By DarkMousy13
I give this to my buddy and her lil' sis, because they are the two most perverted girls I've ever heard about! -Dm
Authors Note
Yeah peeps, I'm back! ME! The one and only DarkMousy13, but you call me Darkmousy ;D. It's been awhile, so I might be a bit rusty, but I'll get to it, believe me! Ciao for now!
Hidan smiled as he closed the door of his and Kakuzu's room behind him. He'd finally convinced the money-loving man to leave him to his rituals in peace, which was good, since Hidan didn't want anyone watching him offer his prayers to his god. You see, praying to Jashin was really complicated, and, most unfortunately, very private to Hidan. Because Hidan had an ability that he didn't want Kakuzu to find out about.
Hidan loved pain.
And not just like "Yeah there, get me with that whip!" But more like, he experienced pain as pleasure. And since he had to kill himself in as many painful ways as possible during a ritual, the pain/pleasure was enough to make him horny as hell.
But Kakuzu needn't know that.
And so came that Hidan was in their room, alone, preparing the circle and checking his weapons. When he'd convinced himself that everything was okay and the door was closed, he laid down in the circle and closed his eyes. Immediately, he went into a state of meditation. Flying high, past the stars, he reached out for a far-away spot of light, and shivered when he felt the light touch his outstretched arm. His eyes flew open, but the vision didn't disappear. The room was completely gone, he was lying inside his circle in the univers, stars scattered around him. His hand was still reaching out for the light and the light still reached back, Hidan smirked. From now on, everything would go as it usually did.
"Jashin-sama! My lord! I, your humble servant, have come to fulfill your wishes. Is there anything you desire me to do?" He called this out, as if he was talking to his master, (which he was, if you think about it) and awaited the response. Sure enough, soon, a deep voice rumbled through the air, shaking Hidan to the core of his being. "Hidan, my loyal servant, I desire your death! Show me your death in many ways, many ways indeed."
Hidan was never one to deny his god anything, so he took his spear in one hand and spoke up. "I entrust my life to Jashin-sama, may he use it as he sees fit. Death is our fate, yet I must live!" With this, he stabbed himself in the chest, already feeling an erection rising. He stabbed two more times and choked, then removed the spear and called out to his god again.
"The spear has not killed me, my lord! My scythe may however do so!" He then took his blood red scythe (AN: Guess why…) and sliced his chest open, spilling his blood on the floor. He moaned loudly, and rubbed his crotch against the handle of the scythe. With each time he ground into it, he buried the blades deeper in his chest, and he once again cried out in pleasure.
The scent of his own blood spilling around him aroused him even further, and he made quick work of getting out some iron needles, razor sharp, which he stuck deep into his chest, arms and legs, which hurt him tremendously, but he only got more exited about that. "Oooooh… Jashin-sama…" He moaned, slipping out of his pants and taking another bunch of needles, which he trust into his ass. Some of the needles entered him, others just pieced his flesh, and he threw his head back, screaming in pleasure.
Kakuzu growled, the religion freak had thrown him out of their shared room, again! He understood the man's devotion to his god, but honestly, couldn't he pray somewhere else? After five minutes of sulking around in the living room, he decided that he'd go give Hidan a piece of his mind about religion.
He stomped off through the hallway, towards their door, which he opened without knocking. What he saw rendered him speechless.
Hidan was lying on the floor in a circle, moaning and writhing as weapons pierced him everywhere, and his blood dripped to the ground. Only there was no ground, the entire room had changed into a picture of the universe, pitch black with white spots, representing the stars. One star shone particularly bright, and Kakuzu could've sworn he saw a hand reaching out for Hidan, or more precisely, for Hidan's dick.
This was only for a split second however, because at that very moment, Hidan's eyes snapped open and he looked straight at Kakuzu. A blush spread on his cheeks, but he couldn't hold back anymore, and he came with a ferocious growl. "JASHIN-SAMA!!! Aaaaaaahhh!!! Oooh-mmm!!!"
The room changed back to normal, the light and the stars were gone. Hidan came back from his peak and quickly covered himself up, blushing like mad. "KAKUZU, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" He screamed at the money lover, who was currently staring at his partner in a state of half-shock, his mouth slightly agape and blood dripping from his nose. "I TOLD YOU TO STAY OUT, DIDN'T I, YOU FUCKING ASSWHIPE?" A tear escaped his eye and slid down his cheek. "I'VE TOLD YOU BEFORE! MY. RITUALS. ARE. PRIVATE!" Another tear came, and another one, until Hidan was crying so hard he could hardly find the words to yell at Kakuzu anymore. "I TOLD YOU I WANTED TO BE ALONE! WHY DIDN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?"
Hidan sobbed, and Kakuzu couldn't help but feel sorry for his partner. Had he know that the rituals were like this, he would never even have dared to interrupt them…
Hidan tried to control his crying, but couldn't, and for a second he felt as if the world turned all black, when he felt someone picking him up and holding him in their arms. "Hidan…" A voice whispered in his ear. Hidan opened his eyes, which he hadn't realized he'd closed, to see Kakuzu's face, politely turned away from his half-naked body. "Hidan… I'm sorry. You told me your rituals were private. I should have listened. Can you please forgive me?" "Forgive you? FORGIVE YOU? AFTER YOU INVADED MY PRIVACY AND DISRUPTED MY PRAYERS TO JASHIN-SAMA?" Kakuzu cringed. "Yes, after all that. Because… Hidan, I l- … I'm really sorry, okay? I'll never, EVER interrupt you again, I swear. And I'll never tell anyone what I saw."
Hidan's sobbing lessened, and he looked up at Kakuzu. "It's not just that." He said, in a small voice. "This is not how the ritual's supposed to go. It's just that I…" Kakuzu was curious now. "Yes?" Hidan fidgeted, driving one of the needles further into his body, which caused him to let out a small moan. "I-I'm turned on by pain. I can't help it, it's like bloody instinct or something! And every time I kill myself, I get so exited that I just can't hold back anymore!" Kakuzu's face reddened even more. "Promise you won't tell?" "So that's why you always tell me to go on ahead after battles…" Kakuzu pondered. Hidan nodded. "But after battles it's usually worse." "Why is that?" Kakuzu asked curiously. Somehow, his interest had been awakened, and he stared at Hidan's face. The silver-haired man looked away. "Because of the adrenaline, and… Oh, bloody hell! I love you, you stupid asshole!"
Kakuzu was startled at first, but then smiled. "Hey Hidan… can you do this rituals with more persons, or do you have to be alone?" Hidan gave him a curious look. "More is possible, yes. Why?" Kakuzu grinned, and brought his face so close to Hidan's their noses almost touched. "Because I think I can inflict more pain on you than you can do by yourself…"
The end… for now
Authors note: It was originally meant as a one-shot, but if you ant more, just tell me, okay? I'll be glad to do it… wink wink Well, byebye, laterz etc.
WildFlower, I love you, and werewolf, you rock!
