A/N : Let's just pretend shikamaru didn't chop up Hidan lmao

Hidan crawled up out of the hole that pineapple fucker had put him in. Growling and bitter, he limped awkwardly through the forest, seeing no signs of those creepy deer.

Kakuzu!

Hidan limped a little faster, coming to the end of the dense forest. Where was that old fart? Surely he wasn't defeated, right? Kakuzu was too stubborn for that. Hopefully.

"Fucking hell, Kaki, you sure as fuck better not be dead.." Hidan muttered under his breath, completely worn out.

He only had a little ways to go, but it was nighttime, and Hidan couldn't see shit.

He walked out into the desert-like area until he saw a dark pile upon the ground, and he immediately assumed it was Kakuzu. Hidan risked running, his left knee twisted in an ugly way. He didn't give a damn about the pain.

He fell onto his knees, shouting in pain as his knee cracked.

It was Kakuzu's body. The miser's masks lay scattered and cracked around him, his body mangled.

Hidan gritted his teeth, slamming his battered and bleeding fist onto the ground in agony.

"You stupid fucking old asshole...!" He screamed,a tear trickling down his cheek as he breathed heavily, heart pounding.

"You promised..."