"Get me one."
"No."
"Get me one." A bit more irritation in his voice.
"No." The other said, little more firmly.
It was an unbelievably hot autumn day, somewhere on the outskirts of a village. The duo where taking a break under a large evergreen, a testament to how hot it was; Kakuzu never stopped for breaks. They were hidden from the road a little ways off by underbrush and shrubbery, but Hidan could just make out the banners of a little roadside shop advertising paper fans.
"Come on, it's fucking hot as hell and they're only, like, a hundred yen each!" Hidan said, sitting up and glaring at his partner. He had shed his coat long before they had reached their hiding spot, and now only had his pants and Jashin rosary on.
Damn sun, glistening off his chest and that damned rosary. Kakuzu's eye twitched. He hated it when his thoughts went to strange places like that, but kept staring at the map so as not to stare at his partner.
Kakuzu was sitting crossed legged, hunched over a map of the area. Unlike Hidan, he had waited to take off his Akatsuki coat (another rare occurrence that only extreme heat could bring about) as soon as the two had hidden themselves underneath the tree. However, it wasn't hot enough for Kakuzu to remove his mask; the trees would catch on fire before that happened.
"No, Hidan. I'm not going to waste money on something as stupid as that."
"Quit being such a cheap bastard and get me a damned fan!"
"Stop being a whiny bitch, and deal with it."
"YOU BASTARD, YOU'RE SUCH A CHEAP ASS. IT'S ONLY A DAMNED FAN, WHY THE HELL CAN'T YOU SPEND THAT-"
Kakuzu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The heat and Hidan's ranting was going to amount to a monster headache, he could feel it coming. He rubbed his brow and thought of how he could end this argument quickly.
"Why don't you do something to keep your mind off the heat?" he said over Hidan's yelling. "Go sacrifice someone, or impale yourself on a tree or something." He growled angrily.
Hidan stopped mid rant… "WHAT DID YOU SAY, YOU GOD FORSAKEN HEATHEN?! DON'T YOU DARE BELITTLE-"…and started on another. Damn. Kakuzu sighed again, but it sounded more like a hiss.
"Hidan. You're a fucking S-CLASS CRIMINAL. Go kill the guy and take the damned fans."
Hidan grabbed his scythe and was through the shrubs before Kakuzu had time to rethink his suggestion.
Hidan ended up not taking any of the fans. By the time he was done massacring the shop owner and any customers that happened to be inside, the sun was setting and Kakuzu decided that it was time to move on into the village.