Well, this is kind of an experiment, but at the same time it's an attempt at a Hidan/Sakura fanfic.... I hope you like it!

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I took a deep breath, afraid of what would happen next. The white-haired man in front of me was grinning manically, holding a large spear-like weapon over his head. The man in front of him was frozen in terror, his eyes wide as the blood poured from the wound in his hand—a wound exactly like that of the man in front of him; the one he used the blood from to draw the Jashin symbol on the ground. I was relieved that Hidan didn't know that I had been following him for the past few weeks as an assignment from Tsunade-sensei. At least, I hoped he didn't know.

I looked away when Hidan began to bring the spear down, and shuddered at the man's scream of agony and the sound of the spear ripping through flesh. Upon looking again, the man was lying on the ground, still alive, but bleeding heavily. Hidan stood where he was, still laughing. Why was this man so happy about taking a person's life? I had to cover my ears, going over a song I heard in my head to keep myself from hearing the raspy last breaths of the man. I couldn't help him. That was what got to me. There I was, my medic-ninja training enabling me to do most anything, and I couldn't help the people Hidan killed in front of me.

Dusk was descending upon the world, and Hidan had ripped the spear from his body and gone over to a tree to sleep. He seemed deep asleep already; his jaw was hanging slack and he was snoring slightly. I stood up and stretched for the first time in hours, my bones creaking and popping. I took my chance to jump down from the tree where I had been hiding and get closer to the sleeping man.

As I got closer, I began to study his facial features more. The way his nose curved, his jaw line, his chin…I stopped myself before I stared at his lips. Why is it, I thought to my-self, That over these few weeks I've been getting careless, going closer and closer to him?

It was then that I realized that I was merely a few feet away from him. I tried to make my legs stop, but for some reason they wouldn't. I felt a strange longing to sit next to the sleeping man in front of me as I edged ever closer, until I was standing just inches from his arm.

Hidan was truly sleeping now. A low snore emitted from his throat, and, from what I had seen over the past few weeks, he wouldn't wake up until his wound was healed. Maybe this one would take a few hours.

What the hell are you thinking of doing?? My inner self asked me. Nothing, I really have no idea. I just want to be closer. I silently sat down next to him, my every instinct telling me to run away right now, get back into the tree, and stay up there until he moved. But my body, once again like with my legs, refused to listen as I focused on the stagger breathing escaping from Hidan's lips.

Then something surprised me. Suddenly Hidan threw his arm over his side, as if to hug something in his dream. In reality, though, that something was me. My heart skipped a beat, and I felt my cheeks flame red with color as Hidan held me in his death-grip hug. He muttered something I couldn't understand, and burrowed his face into my shoulder.

Get up! Kick his ass and get us the hell out of here! My inner self told me. But how can I move when he has his arms wrapped around me? I answered.

True I was in quite an embarrassing position. My arms were locked to my sides, and the only way I could get loose would be to loosen his grip on me. When I turned my head to look at his hand, I noticed that his hand was almost fully healed. It made me realize that I would have to get out of this soon, or he could possibly wake up and try to fight me.

Calm down, calm down, I told myself as I took a deep breath. My face felt extremely warm, so I knew my skin color probably matched my hair. I was beginning to wonder why Tsunade-Sensei even put him back together in the first place. He said he would be our ally, she said. I made absolutely sure before I put him back together. She said. Stupid drunken Hokage! He was just using us so that he could have a chance to escape!

And once more, it was her fault I was in this situation; she was the one who made me go after Hidan in the first place! Try to get him to come back, she said. Use any means possible, just get him to come back to the village!

Taking another deep breath, I pushed my arms out ever-so-slightly. His arms moved without any resistance, so I pushed my arms out more, until it was safe enough for me to shimmy out of his grip without moving him too much.

Phew. Thank God THAT'S over. I heaved a sigh of relief before shooting up the nearest tree. I got to a branch that hung right over Hidan's head and sat there, motionless, waiting for him to move. After a few minutes or so, he shifted to he other side, and I figured that I was safe again.

But then something dawned on me. Why did I want to sit next to him in the first place? I had been perfectly content in my hiding spot, but when he fell asleep…

I looked down at the sleeping man under me. His facial features were, I had to admit, handsome. His body was muscular, yet slim at the same time. I was beginning to wonder why an immortal man could look so beautiful, even after all the scars he had received—especially after being put back together by Tsunade-Sensei. I looked at my watch. It was a few hours till midnight. I looked over at the mangled body of the man in front of Hidan, and shuddered. What did the Akatsuki do with the bodies?

Jesus, don't even think about that stuff! My inner self was right. So I began to think about other things. I thought about my past missions, the people I saved---the people I didn't, couldn't save. It's not my fault, I thought. I wasn't the one who put them in the position of needing to be saved.

As the hours ticked by, I started feeling drowsy. I shifted around on the branch so that I was in a more comfortable position. Hidan's snoring had become practically sub-audible, meaning he would wake up soon.

Great, that means we only get a few hours sleep. I sighed, turning once again so that I, Sakura Haruno, could finally close my eyes without worry.

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OhmyJashin, I feel like that really sucked. Please review and tell me what you think!