This is a fanfiction my friend, Jordan, made and gave me permission to upload on my account because (And I quote) '...Give you permission to post my HidaKonaPein story s long as you give me credit, since I'm too lazy to start an account. :3

Enjoy my friend's work :3

I do not own the story, Jordan does.

I do not own Naruto or the Akatsuki in anyway possible (otherwise, the Akatsuki would be the main characters and Team 7 would be dead before the series even started)

Hidan had been sent to his room for the rest of the day. Again. Well, it wasn't the FIRST time, THAT was certainly for sure. Although he now knew it was apparently "against the rules" to attempt making sushi out of Kisame. Hey, he didn't know! You couldn't blame him…unless you were Kisame. Kisame DEFINITELY blamed him."LEMME OUTTA HERE! HEY! HEY! LISTEN TO ME AND OPEN THE *censored* DOOR!" He yelled while banging the door. No response. Well duh. The other kids at the orphanage were used to this. More banging. Still finally fell back on his bed in a huff. "Ugh…how was I supposed to know it was against rules?"

"Well, you could have bothered thinking about how Kisame is another kid like us, and that Madara-san doesn't like us killing each other…?" Hidan jumped almost a foot in the air when he heard the sudden voice from outside the door.

"*censored* YOU, KAKUZU!"Kakuzu. That baka of an older brother. Who did he think he was? He was the oldest kid there, big whoop. That didn't give him any sort of superiority over everyone else. But he seemed to think so. There were many things the two didn't agree on. Kakuzu thought money was more important than anything, while Hidan preferred his religion, Jashinism.

They always opened the door. Hidan made a break for it…only to be knocked back by his brother. "WHOAAA!" He yelled as he was flung backwards onto the bed. "KAKUZU!" The silver haired eleven year-old glared at Kakuzu fiercely. His brother smirked. Kakuzu was…different from most. With his shaggy dark brown hair, light brown skin, and rag doll appearance, what with his partially stitched mouth and such, he was fairly frightening. And there was, of course, his eyes. Green, pupil less irises with red sclera… leaned back against the doorframe. Normally he was pretty serious and stern, but whenever Hidan got in trouble, he became your usual run-of-the-mill smug teenager. "It is true, you know. Kisame is fairly freaky and odd, but he is another kid."

"GO SOAK YOUR HEAD, *censored*!"

"Now, now. Language, Hidan." Hidan ground his teeth, glaring at Kakuzu."Anyways, Hidan, you'd better get to bed. Lights out is in ten minutes."

"What…HUH?"

"Well, duh. You were sent to your room at 6:30, and it is now 8:20. Lights out is at 8:30. So, obviously, it's time you got ready."

"Aw, jeez, why are you so good at math?"

"Well, I MUST be good at math if I am to count my money, so…"

"Ah, forget it. Now get out!"

"I was just leaving."So, yeah. That pretty much describes an average night there. Oh, wait, you don't know much yet. Well, I, the epic narrator Jordan, will fill you in on what you must know:Hidan, Kakuzu, and a good few others are all kids at an orphanage called the Red Dawn Orphanage, or rather, the Akatsuki. The other kids are: Deidara, Konan, Pain, Kisame, Itachi, Zet and Su. The headmaster is Madara. That about covers it for this. So…anyways…our story truly begins the next day is when Hidan learns exactly what he needs to know about something troubling him for a long time...

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