Ounce for ounce
Blood for blood
You get a taste
And it's never enough
"Hey, Hidan, un! Whatcha doin'?" Deidara stepped into the Jashinist Priest's room to find the albino man in a bloody pool on the floor. "Woah… What happened to you, un?"
Pound for pound
Eye for an eye
You get the thirst
And it never runs dry
Hidan moaned lightly and turned so his body faced the ceiling. "Deidaaaraaa…."
"Hidan, un? Are you ok?"
The Jashinist turned his head to look at the Missing Stone Nin. "Deidara… Do you want to help me with something…?"
Piece by piece
Bite by bite
Relish the flavor
And swallow your plight
"Yeah! Are you ok though, un?"
Hidan groaned again. "Give me my scythe… Please, Deidara…" He pointed to the other side of the room where the three bladed weapon was leaned against the wall.
Inch by inch
Slice by slice
Dress your guest
And season with vice
"Okay." Deidara stepped over the bloody mass and retrieved the weapon and handed it to it's owner.
"Dei… put on your rosary…"
"Wha… Oh… ok, un." Deidara reached into the depths of his cloak and pulled out his Jashin pendants and slipped it over his head. The blonde's skin turned pale. Oh, duh, he's sacrificing himself to Jashin-sama.
Hidan sat up, blood dripping off of his pale skin. He pulled Deidara's robe off and stabbed the blonde in the chest with his scythe. He pulled the weapon to the side, shredding Deidara's skin and ribcage.
Deidara whimpered, he wasn't as accustomed to the pain of the rituals as Hidan was. More blood fell to the floor; Deidara fell to his hands coughing. His limbs shivered from the amount of blood he was losing.
Please let me clarify before we begin
Am I getting under your skin
Your disposition seems a trifle bland
It's time you learned how to serve man
Hidan chuckled quietly. He leaned down and whispered into the Stone nin's ear: "Deidara? You don't seem to be very used to this pain; you've been a Jashinist for 3 months… How man rituals have you done?"
"H-Hidan…. It hurts… So much…" Deidara fell to the floor, his head getting drenched in the warm blood. His body shuttered from pain and sobbing. "Please… Not so intense…"
Pinch by pinch
Dash by dash
Braise the passé
And devour the past
Hidan grabbed a kunai that he was using earlier and thrust it into Deidara's lower back. The blonde arched his back from the cold metal imbedded in his skin. "HIDAN PLEASE, UN!! IT HURTS!!"
"Then why did you put on your rosary and join me, hmmm?" He pulled the kunai out and thrust it into another part of Deidara's back.
Day by day
Night by night
Prepare the course
And savor the spice
"Jashin-sama doesn't like you very much, you know. He doesn't like Kuzu, but that's just because the old man is an atheist. It's not very good if your own god doesn't like you, Dei."
"I DON'T LIKE THE RITUALS!" Deidara sobbed. " PLEASE STOP, HIDAN!!"
Please let me clarify before we begin
Am I getting under your skin?
Your disposition seems a trifle bland
It's time you learned how to serve man
Hidan frowned and pulled the kunai out and pushed Deidara out of his room. "Hear me, Dei, You'd better suck up to Jashin-sama, He's furious with you."
Deidara stumbled down the hall to the bathroom. I think I'm going to puke…
Please let me clarify before we begin
Am I getting under your skin
Your disposition seems a trifle bland
It's time you learned how to serve man