D/C: I hate Kishimoto-sensei.
This is a challenge from Acerbitas. I wrote it during Transition to Algebra II class. le sigh
PROMPT: Kakuzu's thoughts on Hidan's religion.
If Kakuzu had a ryou for every time Hidan called him without religion and shameful, he would be a very rich man, and he wouldn't need to be a criminal any longer.
But also if Kakuzu had a ryou for every time Hidan asked him to pray beside him, he'd also be rich.
Either way, Hidan was a pain in the ass.
Kakuzu sometimes knelt with the devout man just to shut him up and get a little more peace during the day.
It was usually during these times that Kakuzu wondered if Hidan was right, but that was quickly shaken off by the length of HIdan's prayers.
It was one thing for Kakuzu to endure kneeling for an hour, but to endure one prayer per quarter of an hour was another.
"This is all just a waste of time," Kakuzu would gripe before dodging Hidan's scythe.
"At least be fucking reverent if you aren't going to fucking pray," Hidan snapped before starting the lengthy prayers all over again. "Jashin-sama, do correct this heathen of his beliefs and to help him see the truth..."
Truth? What truth? I am just merely doing as you say, you loon.
"He knows not what he does..."
Oh, I know exactly what I'm doing.
"In your name, I humbly ask of you to bestow your continuous blessings..."
Blessings? Ha!
"And to ensure the longetivity of this partnership."
Uh, what?
Hidan muttered something incoherent and kissed his rosary pendant.
Kakuzu sighed. Damn immortal weirdo... And then he thought of something. He...is probably right.
"Whatever, Hidan, now can you just end this torture?"
"You should be fucking honored to be blessed by Jashin-sama, even if you don't fucking believe in him."
Kakuzu rolled his eyes. "I've 'prayed' enough. I'm going to bed."
When he exited the room, Hidan resumed his prayers.
Masochistic weirdo...
The end. I'm sorry if this sucks, Acerbitas! DX;;;
Please review anyway!