I stared blankly, absolutley no expression on my face. I watched, as the tentacle-like tendrils grabbed his opponent, entering in a circle around his chest. I watched the opponent scream and flail, in a desperate attempt to escape. I watched as my partner, flung himself at his opponent, like a cat pouncing on its prey. I watched blankly as he wretched the other man's heart from his chest, holding the still-beating heart in his hand as the other man screamed in terrified horror. I watched as he integrated the heart within himself, as the other opponent fell, a large hole left in his chest.
The last opponent of 111 ninjas of the Hidden Cloud. He had defeated 105, as I had only defeated 6. His power and speed bordered on superhuman. He intrigued me. Where most people had fear and horror, I had awe and…well…normalness. While others thought of him as a monster, I thought of him as just another brother in immortality. I thought of him as just another man. Or maybe I thought of him as more. Where others had respect and powerful fear, I had disrespect, and haughtiness.
That was the difference between me, and them. I wasn't afraid. I wasn't afraid to joke with him, to yell and scream and curse at him, to insult and hit him. I wasn't afraid of the harsh punishments he would dish out on me. I wasn't afraid at all. And he wasn't afraid of me…well he really wasn't afraid of anything. That's why our partnership works. We complement each other well. Konan often told me not to be a homophobe, because most likely, Kakuzu was my soul-mate. I looked at her in disgust, and often attempted to argue.
She said, to be exact, 'You guys complement each other so well. You can only ever be with each other cause you're the only ones who could live forever with each other, you're abilities are intensified and multiplied when you're working together, you need Kakuzu to fix you up and sew you back together, without him you're nothing, and he needs you to back him up as an attack type, without you he wouldn't have time to unleash his chakra attacks, like the trinity. You're probably the only ones who could actually tolerate each other and live to talk about it. You can survive his violent rages, and his seemingly random attacks on you, and he can survive you mouth and annoyingness, and he can survive your attacks because hes stronger. He makes up for your lack of intelligence, and you make up for his…rages, or lack of anger-control. You can make him think rationally, not that you actually ever try…Technically, you're the perfect lover's for each other. The sexual tension between you guys is incredible. It's only a matter of time before you guys crack. And no offense Hidan, but when he dominates you, don't fight it. It's basically inevitable. He's more dominant than you are, and you're more submissive than him.'
All I could do was take all that in. Let it sink into my brain. I couldn't argue with Konan. Everyone likes her, and it would just be wrong. Plus, Konan was always known to be right about things like that.
A cold hand on my bare shoulder woke me from my daydream.
"Hidan, let's go."
"Huh? Oh, right, coming." I grabbed my scythe, and followed. "Where are we going?"
"To a hotel, I need to rest," Was the simple reply.
"Well, Ok. Where-"
"The nearest village."
What an asshole! I couldn't even finish my sentence. "Why the hell the nearest village?"
"If we get caught when I'm like this…well I can't rely on you to protect us both." He spat the word 'you', like it was the most disgusting thing in the world. It kinda hurt. After that, there was a deep, exhausted sigh.
I couldn't blame him for being tired. We HAD been fighting all day, and I may have killed only a little bit of the horde of ninjas that had attacked us. And when we weren't fighting those ninja, we were fighting each other. No wonder the old man was tired.
Then my face turned red in realization, and twisted in anger. "Why the hell can't you rely on me, huh?"
Kakuzu's voice was like a cold kunai straight to my heart.
"Because I don't trust you."