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Hidan groaned, his head was throbbing. After Gina had left, those thugs had dragged him outside. Now he lay under the porch, his abdomen badly bruised and he was pretty sure his leg had been broken. That had been his own fault though, as he tried to get away. He cursed under his breath and started to pray until he fell asleep once more.

Nearby, Gina was being interrogated by Kakuzu while Jyru searched the back yard for their guest. He found a very small and barely noticeable trail of blood and started to follow it. He found Hidan and hurried to fetch Kakuzu.

"I found him!" He shouted down the stairs.

"Okay, we'll be out there shortly." Kakuzu replied, pulling Gina out the back door in her basement, "You, on the other hand, are going to school."

"Tch. Whatever." She puffed.

"Prince! Take your sister to school for me. I'll take care of Hidan." Kakuzu growled, handing her over to her sibling.

He rushed over to Hidan once Jyru had explained his condition and checked his pulse. He would not need to go to the hospital, he just needed some rest. He carefully picked him up and headed for the house. Ginji rose a brow when Kakuzu entered but followed him upstairs, opening his bedroom door. He placed him on his bed, shooing Ginji and then closing the door. He returned to Hidan's side and stroked his cheek.

"Funny how you still look appealing in black and blue." He smirked.

"Ahem... Am I... interrupting something, Kakuzu-sama?" Their maid stood in the doorway, a damp rag in hand.

"Er... no, of course not." He blushed slightly, no longer inches from Hidan's face, "What's the rag for?"

"... He's bleeding on your bed, sir."

"Oh... Right. Dismissed." He took the rag from her and she rolled her eyes.

"I'll bring new blankets tomorrow. Something tells me they'll be ruined when I get back from my vacation." She said as she headed out the room.

"Good-bye, Phox." He growled, eye twitching.

Once the front door of the house closed Kakuzu returned his attention to Hidan's peaceful face. He smiled in spite of himself, crouching at the bedside. He gently ran the rag over his bloodied face, his face contorted in concentration. It was like his time as a war doctor, sewing up the many lacerations. He became more relaxed as he made his way to Hidan's naked torso. His movements became softer and fewer with the rag, watching Hidan's eyelids in case the man awoke.

"You look so delicate right now." Kakuzu whispered, "Nothing like when you're dancing."

"Father! I'm ba...ck... Why are you feeling up my man?" Jyru pouted.

"I am not 'feeling up' your man." Kakuzu growled, still not pulling his hand away from Hidan's lower abdomen.

"Fine. Stop feeling up your man." Jyru teased with a wink.

"He's not-"

"Come now father, I learned to read emotions from the best." He smirked, "I can totally tell you think he's hot shit."

"Watch that mouth." He snapped halfheartedly, standing up to pull the covers back over their guest's body, "I need you to go to the office for me. I need my briefcase."

"Fine. I'll leave you two alone now." He dipped his head then ducked out of Kakuzu's room.

"Kakuzu..."

Kakuzu gave a jolt, turning to the bed. Hidan was still asleep, turning over on his side. Kakuzu rolled his eyes and went to re-tuck him in. He turned off the lights and went to the kitchen to cook lunch. Moments before he finished, Hidan woke up. He sat up slowly, ignoring the pain as he had no idea where he was. He had never seen this room. Worried he had been kidnapped, he crawled out of bed after a quick prayer to his god.

He looked around the dark room and then stumbled over to the light switch. It was a pretty plain room with a king sized bed; its white covers were stained with a few specks of his blood. There was a simple dresser which Hidan drifted over to, pulling open the drawer to reveal boxers in Kisame's size. This was not Kisame and Itachi's room though. In another drawer he found a bunch of bandanas; mostly black with one red and one white.

He closed the drawers and looked around for photos. There was a bedside table but no pictures. He sighed and went to try the door. He was not expecting it to open easily. Upon seeing the grand staircase before him he let out a breath of relief. He was home. 'Home... I've only spent one night inside here...' Hidan thought with a small smile.

"Good evening, Hidan-sama." The familiar butler greeted, "Are you feeling well?"

"Er... yeah, why?"

"Kakuzu-sama found you unconscious. He's downstairs in the kitchen now."

He dipped his head then headed back downstairs to his room. Hidan went to the dining room to find Kakuzu setting the table. He watched him from the entryway, quiet and unnoticed. Kakuzu finished setting dinner for three and looked up, finally noticing his guest.

"I had a feeling those injuries wouldn't keep you down long." He smirked, "Have a seat."

"Tch, bastard." he mumbled, plopping down in a chair Kakuzu pulled out for him.

–

"I brought your case, father."

Once Hidan and Kakuzu finished their lunch, Jyru finally returned. He was happy to find Hidan up and about and happier to find they had been eating together, alone. Kakuzu caught the sly look on Jyru's face and snatched his briefcase away, giving him a warning look.

"Let's go Hidan, we need to talk." he instructed.

"And then some." Jyru coughed, earning a case to the head.

"What'd you say, bitch?" Hidan asked casually.

"How come he gets to curse?" Jyru pouted.

"I'm not his guardian."

The pair headed back upstairs, leaving Jyru to clean up. They headed back to Kakuzu's office but Hidan stood outside it, crossing his arms in a stubborn manor. Kakuzu sighed and stared him down.

"What now?"

"I hate doing this in that stuffy hellhole." He huffed.

"Well then where would you prefer? Your bedroom? My daughter's?" Kakuzu expected a reaction from mentioning the basement.

"Yours."

"Did I detect some seduction in that tone?" Kakuzu rose a brow.

"Fucking psychiatrists, I swear." He murmured under his breath, pulling Kakuzu to the room, "You're a fucking pedophile, you know."

"That's below the belt."

"Oh hah-hah."

Once they entered the bedroom, Kakuzu set his case on his bedside table. Hidan plopped on the bed on the bloody side. He yawned, waiting for Kakuzu to gather his paperwork.

"So, do you think you're alone often?" (The following will be mostly dialog so try to keep up)

"Define 'often'."

"Hidan."

"Alright, fine. Sometimes. It's not like I don't have any friends though. Deidara and I used to always have these parties and-"

"Not anymore? Is it because of Sasori?"

"Tch. That asshole stole him."

"You and Deidara were going out?"

"No, I didn't say that. We're like brothers."

"You're an attention whore."

"That's not very nice, bastard."

"I don't hear a denial."

"I am not a whore, mother fucker!"

"And the language... why do you curse so often?"

"How the fuck should I know? Could you slow down and stop writing."

"Sorry, but I have to do my finances."

"You mean you're not taking notes?"

"Why the hell would I do that? I am perfectly capable of listening to you without needing to take notes. This isn't school."

"You actually took notes in school?" Hidan snorted, "Nerd."

"Dumbass."

"You're beginning to aggravate me."

"And you have annoyed me since we met."

"That reminds me... What the hell did you do with my jacket?"

"It's in your room. It has been since you moved in."

"Bastard..." Hidan puffed, sitting up in the bed, "Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Depends."

"How old are you?"

"Turning forty next August... now tell me your age."

"I'd rather not."

"I can always look it up..."

"21." Hidan paused, twiddling his thumbs, "How old was your wife?"

"Why do you care?"

"Fine then, fucker, don't ask my simple question after you've asked me all those shitty questions!"

"Drama queen." He sighed under his breath then joined Hidan on the bed, "My wife would be 38 had she lived past 30."

"And your guys' son is 22? Tch, didn't you know teenage pregnancy-"

"It's disgusting and vile. I don't even agree with sex until after marriage." Kakuzu sighed heavily, "Jyru and Gina aren't my kids."

"They're not?" Hidan tilted his head as Kakuzu laid down in the bed.

"She was my best friend in high school and got knocked up by her boyfriend at sixteen. Six-fucking-teen." He shook his head, "Her boyfriend died shortly after they had sex from a drug overdose. She came to me one night, as she often did, and asked me to help her and so I did. I helped care for the baby until I had to go to college."

"What about Gina?"

"Well, at 21, she found me again and asked me to marry her. I didn't care for her in that way but Jyru... he was very much like my own son so I accepted for him."

"Jyru told me it was an arranged marriage."

"He was five at that time and he asked why I didn't kiss his mother. He made up that arranged marriage bit on his own."

"You told a little kid you didn't love his mom?" Hidan rose a brow.

"Eh, didn't think he'd remember that part..."

"So Gina came after your marriage yet she isn't yours?"

"Yeah, she had an 'affair', not that I cared, with our male maid before Phox." He shrugged.

"Was it-"

"It was just a sexual relationship since her and I didn't do anything. This bed left us plenty of room to ourselves."

"... Why didn't you have sex with her after you married? Sounds pretty fucking dull if you ask me."
"Last time I checked, I was the psychiatrist." Kakuzu growled.

"Defensive much?" He snickered.

"Whatever, just go to bed, you've already given me back my headache."

"Okay."

Hidan smirked, curling up in Kakuzu's bed. The elder rolled his eyes and got up. Hidan watched him leave from the corner of a single open eye. He smiled slightly then got up in order to get under the covers. A little nap before dinner never hurt anyone.

–

"Welcome home, Gina." Ginji greeted the young mistress as she returned from school.

"Ginji, is Hidan okay?"

"Hidan-sama is resting now. He has to be at work tonight according to his coworker." He said, taking her backpack, "Your brother and father are in the kitchen."

"Thank you, Gin-Gin."

She waved him off and strode over to the dining room. She paused outside the kitchen as she overheard their conversation. Her name was mentioned and she crouched by the entrance.

"Father, I don't see why you don't take him out. I'll watch Gina."

"I can't leave Gina just to try and have a possible date with someone that I've recently brought home."

"Fine, I'll take him out. I'm closer to his age after all, pops."

"Boy, you wouldn't know where to put your thing if I drew you a map." Gina blushed at her father's remark.

"Hah! So you admit you're gay!"

"No, I really don't have a pref-"

"Bullshit."

"If that's the case then why are you in this world?"

"... You actually think you're my father?" Gina closed her eyes and sighed; they both learned from Ginji that Kakuzu was neither of their biological fathers.

"I am your father." Kakuzu growled, "Maybe not by blood but I raised you since before you could walk. I taught you, and your sister to talk."

"Sorry..." He mumbled, "But still... I wouldn't mind if you tried courting Hidan."

"Thanks, Prince. I'm still not going though. Your sister-"

"I don't care if you go out with some fag." Gina finally showed herself, her arms crossed.

"Gina." Jyru scolded.

"Even so, it's not a date. It's just a way for me to examine him further."

"Oh, you'll be examining something alright." She smirked then it faded, "Is Hidan okay?"

"Yeah, he's fine. Just tired." Kakuzu sighed.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say he's used to this or was expecting it." Jyru frowned.

"He has a lot of enemies." Gina shrugged, "He's killed quite a few people for his messed up deity."

"Where did you learn this?" Kakuzu asked.

"You learn about lots of bad things when you're dating a gang leader." Jyru snorted.

"Gina?"

"Tch. Doesn't matter. I can take care of myself. It's not like I do anything bad..." She mumbled.

"Still..." Kakuzu sighed, the phone interrupted his lecture before it could start.

"It's Deidara-san, Kakuzu-sama. Should I wake Hidan-sama?" Ginji entered the kitchen, phone in hand.

"No, give me the phone. I'd like a word with Deidara." Their butler nodded and handed over the phone, "Deidara? This is Kakuzu. Hidan is fine. I found him this morning, sleeping in our backyard. No, I'm afraid he's sleeping. As one of his doctors, I don't believe we should wake him."

Hid children watched as he left the kitchen, still talking with Deidara. They followed after a moment. Kakuzu had arranged for them to meet tonight at Akatsuki. He hung up the phone and handed it back to the butler.

"Inform Hidan that he is only to report to Akatsuki if he's up to it. He will not be allowed to perform though."

–

"How did you and Hidan meet?" Kakuzu asked the blonde across the table.

"We met on the streets, hm. I was a dumpster baby when Hidan and his mother found me, hm."

"You were a... dumpster baby? Why?" Kakuzu mused, staring hard at Deidara.

"I dunno, hm. Might have something to do with my mouths." He shrugged, pulling off one of his gloves.

"That's no reason to abandon a child." Kakuzu sighed, "Damn kids getting pregnant without..." He continued to grumble under his breath until Deidara interrupted him.

"Mom wsa really kind, you know. She didn't mind my hands, hm."

"By mom you mean Hidan's birth mom?" Kakuzu questioned.

"Yeah."

"What about his father?" Deidara shrugged, "Where did you three live?"

"We all lived wherever we could, I assume. I was too young to remember, hm."

"What do you remember?"

"Well... after mom left... Hidan would always take care of me, hm." Deidara's lips began to quiver, "O-One day... I-I thought I would be left all alone, un."

"Is there a more private place we could continue this?" Kakuzu asked, sighing. He really hated when clients told sob stories though Deidara was not technically his client.

"Um... yeah. There's the man's dressing room, hm."

Once they got to the deserted dressing room, Kakuzu pulled out a tissue for Deidara. There was a small thanks and he blew his nose before continuing.

"Hidan was always really brave but didn't have the common sense to back it up when he was six, hm. Hell... he still doesn't have much common sense." His laughter was choked, "He stole food from the wrong gang and..." He was unable to continue.

"You don't have to say..." He sighed, patting the blonde's back.

"A-Anyways... When he was twelve and I was ten, we were taken in by Jashinists, hm." He sniffed, "They said something about he was the chosen one or whatever the hell they called it."

"It doesn't seem you're a Jashinist like Hidan..." Kakuzu mused.

"When I was twelve..." He smiled faintly, "I met Sasori-danna."

"Sasori..."

"He had run away from his grandma's the moment he turned eighteen, hm. When I was twelve, he was 28." Deidara frowned, "He would take me into stores and buy me all sorts of things, hm. It was easy passing off as his nephew or son even though we looked so different, hm."

"Sounds like he really liked you. From what I've seen, he's a bit cold-hearted yet you say he just took you, a dirty orphan, in..."

"... Do you always say such things to your clients, un?" Deidara's eye twitched, "Anyways, Hidan didn't trust him since we grew up on the streets—he's not a very trusting person even now, hm. When I was fourteen, he tried to hurt Sasori-danna..." Deidara was close to crying again, "I-I stopped him and... he got my eye..." He lifted his bangs, "It wasn't too bad but it's not as great as my other eye, hm."

"What happened after he hurt you?"

"He told me to go away and that he never wanted to see me again, un." He cried.

"He must have been horrified, at sixteen, to find that, not only did you love an older man more than him, but that he hurt his baby brother." Kakuzu determined.

"Yeah... probably..." Deidara sniffed, "After that I went to live with danna and lost contact with Hidan. I only met him again two years ago when I was seventeen and he was nineteen. Sasori-danna had thrown me out to the streets and Hidan was all alone. Turns out he had been watching over me after he was made a priest, hm. He was living in the apartment below ours."

"Why did Sasori throw you out?" Kakuzu frowned, his curiosity distracting him from his goal.

"... Um... d-do I have to tell you, un?" Deidara asked, his face a deep red.

"Yes." Kakuzu growled.

"Oh... um... he told me a year later that he didn't think my innocence would be safe if I stayed with him any longer, hm. After Hidan explained the meeting I kinda avoided him altogether. And then, the moment I turned nineteen and joined Hidan in working here, Sasori got the bar-tending job, hm." he paused to chuckle, "Hidan was practically glued to my side for the first half of his time working here, hm. It was clear that Sasori-danna was jealous and clear Hidan liked pissing him off, hm. Eventually I got Hidan to ease up and I spoke with Sasori. I... I told him that I wasn't a minor anymore... un."

"Did you two-"

"No. He said he had learned to control himself, hm. He'll only do it when I'm ready. I didn't need to tell Hidan this 'cause I knew he'd say-"

"'Tell the asshole you'll never be ready.'" Kakuzu guessed.

"Damn... you just met him and already you know him better than me, hm." He smirked.

"I'm just good at reading people." He shrugged.

"Then can you tell me what Sasori thinks about me, hm?"

"Well... I haven't really talked with him..."

"What about what Zetsu thinks about Tobi?"

"I don't know... He thinks he's annoying."

"Yet Zetsu and Tobi are always cuddling. What about Uchiha, hm?"

"What about him?"

"If you can read the emotionless Uchiha, I'll believe you're just good at your job and ignore that you're fascinated with my brother, hm." He explained.

"I am not in love with your brother!"

"I don't recall using the word 'love', hm." Deidara smirked, raising a brow.

Kakuzu caught his mistake and slapped his forehead, letting out a single curse. Deidara snickered then stopped as he saw Sasori poke his head in the room. He stood and went over to his lover, patting Kakuzu on the back as he passed.

"By the way, Kakuzu. I have a few things I'll want to tell you, hm." He was still grinning, "First, Hidan loves going to haunted houses and watching horror movies, hm. And second, don't worry about age. Once you pass eighteen, it's just a number, hm. Thirdly... you'll have to wait to hear the last few things."

"What was that all about, Dei?" Sasori asked after they had arrived at the bar.

"Kakuzu obviously likes Hidan, hm."

"You're trying that whole matchmaking thing again, aren't you?" He sighed.

"Why not? It worked with the Uchiha and Kisame."

"Well... either way, you might want to do something about Hidan."
"Why?" Deidara blinked.

"I think he's had one too many tonight..."

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