Keri: Anna and I both know that Hidan's taking this a little fast. I laugh at his ignorance.

Did I ever mention that this fic is loaded with plot-necessary OCs? Well, not really OCs, but "plot devices". Don't worry nothing Mary-sue-ish happens.

Start: March 28, 2008

Natsumi - Sumgui

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The next morning Kakuzu woke, as usual, at the crack of dawn. He sat up, dragging the other up with him. He yawned and stretched before pushing Hidan off of him. "Up," he ordered.
He sat in front of the fire and started it again. It was relatively cold and everything was covered in a thin layer of dew. Fortunately the large, cast-iron pot has saved most of the wood from destruction and in minutes the cook fire had started up again in order to heat for breakfast what was left over from last night. "How'd you sleep?"

Hidan muttered as he crawled toward Kakuzu's voice. "I slept fine," he said quietly, leaning against Kakuzu to be warmer. "But I still can't see." He then crawled back onto Kakuzu's lap. Hidan was beginning to regret blinding himself. It was so dark, and it would be that way for some time. He was, well, a little frightened. He buried his face into Kakuzu chest, sighing.

Kakuzu looked down at him, slightly annoyed, slightly amused. He stirred the food before dishing it out for Hidan. "Can you manage to feed yourself or do you need me for that too?" He tried to pry the silver haired man off of him without getting dirt in Hidan's bowl. "Let go dammit," he growled.

Hidan pulled away reluctantly. A look of fear was plastered on his face. "I can feed myself." Hidan held out his hands, waiting for Kakuzu to place the bowl in them.

Kakuzu was tempted to warn the other that the bowl was hot, but figured he would not mind. He set the bowl in Hidan's outstretched hands before serving himself. Now that he was blind, Kakuzu felt free to eat with him, so he did.
"We need to hurry up and get going, so as soon as you're finished-" he paused; it was not like Hidan could help clean up camp or anything. He sighed and reached a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "When you're finished, I'll give you your coat and tie your scythe on you. Can you go ten minutes without me while I clean this place?"

Hidan gobbled his food down in a matter of seconds - he had not eaten anything last night. "Of course I can be without you for ten minutes! I'm not that half-wit Tobi! Hidan then looked down at his empty bowl, frustrated that there was nothing left, even if he could not see the empty. "Can I have more if there's any left?" Hidan put on a pleading face.

Kakuzu felt his cheeks flush but was able to clear it away with a small cough. "Erm, yeah. You can have mine." He nearly threw the bowl at his partner before he stood and began to roll up the mats.
What had all that been about? Kakuzu had never gotten flustered around Hidan before. Hell, Kakuzu had never gotten flustered around anyone before. He attempted to clear his mind of the adorable face his partner had made as he erased all traces of the two being there - lest some ANBU or other hunter nin decide to track them.
Once that was finished and he had cleaned up from breakfast, he grabbed Hidan's things and pulled the man to his feet. "Time to get dressed." Even though Hidan could probably fix himself up, Kakuzu still felt the need to pull the cloak over his small frame and gently tie the whip-ended scythe around Hidan; his soft skin felt so wonderful under Kakuzu's calloused fingers and the stitched nin felt his cheeks flush again.

As Kakuzu dressed him, Hidan began to realize that he was moving far too slowly. He also felt Kakuzu's hands linger on his exposed skin. Hidan reached up, grabbed Kakuzu's face and pulled him down. "Jashin, show me mercy..." He lurched up to give the stitched man an awkward kiss.

He did not fuss; he did not push Hidan away. No, none of it. Kakuzu simply stood there. After a moment, he pulled away to look down at Hidan. "Are you some kind of idiot?" he asked calmly.

"What do you mean 'are you some kind of idiot'?" Hidan asked angrily, not bothering to even try looking at Kakuzu. "You were the one touching me, I thought it was what you wanted."
It was painfully obvious that Hidan knew nothing about such things. And Hidan was sure that Kakuzu knew the laws of his religion: what he had just done was the worst sin possible, he was old enough to know.

Kakuzu said nothing but simply pulled his mask down and slammed his lips to Hidan's, which proved to be a much better kiss than the first. It was not until Kakuzu felt Hidan's bruising lips against his own that he realized how much he did miss human contact. He had not been with anyone - romantically or other wise - since his mid thirties, which had been a long, long time ago.
And he knew for a fact that Hidan was staining his angelic reputation by participating in such an act - especially with another man. For Hidan had nearly spewed his entire bible at Kakuzu over their six month partnership. All priests were to remain beautiful, young, virgins for their Lord.
Kakuzu had never believed in things like gods or heaven, but still he felt guilty for tainting Hidan. He parted their lips only to rest his forehead on Hidan's. "How was that?"

Hidan swallowed hard, his face flushed a deep pink. "Fucking hell..." Hidan muttered before leaning up and biting the stitches on Kakuzu's face, giving one a sharp tug, "it was awesome."

Kakuzu hissed in pain but did not stop the younger. "We're going to be late for our first appointment if we don't hurry." He reached his head over to bite the lobe of Hidan's left ear. Once he tasted the delicious blood that so often escaped from Hidan's body, he pulled away. "We're never to speak of this moment ever again, understand? I do have a reputation to keep." He tugged his mask back up and looked down at Hidan, awaiting confirmation.

Hidan reached up and fingered the bleeding lobe, then licked the blood off his fingers. "Sure, I won't tell," he then smirked. "But only if I still get some of those kisses. Fare trade?" The smirk turned into a seductive smile - it really looked like Sasori's 'loaded' smile, but he never had tried to smile seductively - as he pressed himself against Kakuzu.

"Fine, but not in public." Kakuzu reached his hand into their bag, pulling out an extra mask. "Here," he said, twisting it into a strip, "this way people won't think we're gay and ruin the Akatsuki's good name." He tied the cloth around Hidan's head, covering his eyes.
Kakuzu reached down and took Hidan's hand, leading him away from the camp site. "How the hell are you going to be able to fight blinded?" He snorted. "And you and Sasori say that I need to think before I act."

"Sure, only in private," Hidan replied, a dreamy smile on his face. Hidan thought quietly. How would he fight? Swinging his scythe around was a no: he could hurt Kakuzu. "Just give me their blood and I'll do fine," he said finally. "I need to sacrifice a shit load of people for kissing you anyway." He tightly squeezed Kakuzu's hand. "Who are we after?"

Kakuzu tensed slightly at the extra contact, but did not do a thing more. "I'll try, but hone in on their chakra if you can. It'll be easier on all of us." He pulled out the list of people they were targeting. "We gotta go to the area around Sunagakure and kill a guy who knows too much." He scoffed. "Shouldn't Sasori and Deidara be doin' shit there?"

"There is a reason for it," Hidan said, stumbling on a tree root, "But a bad one." Hidan then smiled. "At least I won't trip on anything." He then lifted Kakuzu's hand to his face and gave it a small kiss. Many people had kissed his hand when he had been at the temple, and he had seen couples do it as well. However, as far as he knew, it was a sign of respect.

Once more Kakuzu tensed at the touch, but did not let go. "We have to go up through the sand, then to the grass, then the rock, through the waterfall and over to the lightning, then to the fire." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "This is going to be hell."

"So many places," Hidan said, still holding Kakuzu's hand to his face. "I swear, Leader-dick wants us away from him. No one else gets this many missions at once." Hidan stopped moving and had Kakuzu look at him. "If you ever need any stress relief, feel free to use me."

Kakuzu blinked, completely taken aback by the sudden offer. It took him a second of staring at the frightened, vulnerable figure before him to remember that this was, in fact, still Hidan. "I will never understand you masochists." As if he ever needed Hidan's permission to beat the living crap out of him anyways.

Hidan smirked, his eyes gaining an evil glint. "Whatever, but let's fucking hurry and get to a town or something. I need to kill a virgin."

"Yeah, yeah." He pulled Hidan through the forest, trying to push back the thought of how easy it would be to just have the man right there and then. If Kakuzu hid his chakra, he would be nearly invisible and could have the man any way he pleased for as long as he pleased.
He shuddered at the thought, trying to think of anything other than Hidan splayed out below him, giving him that adorable look he had at breakfast. Kakuzu pulled them into a town at the border of the forest and the dessert, they had been walking for a few hours and Kakuzu was starting to feel the effects of not having had breakfast. "Want lunch?" he asked, trying to find the cheapest restaurant he could.
Hidan licked his lips: Food sounded good. "Sure, but no cheap restaurants that serve puffer fish. I know you like chiri and fugu and cheap places tend to do poorly when preparing it." Hidan looked up to look at Kakuzu's chin. "I only want you as my partner."

"And earlier you were calling me the gay one," he muttered, but he sighed in defeat and pulled the younger to one of the nicer looking restaurants, it was not like Hidan would know anyways.
However, he kept playing the words in his mind. They had been sweet and sincere. Just how long had Hidan felt that way about him? Or was he, like the kiss, only saying it because he thought that was what Kakuzu wanted to hear?

Hidan heard some people talking, some saying how attractive he looked and others, well... some made some crude comments. "Kakuzu, what's on the menu?" He tugged his partner's hand roughly.

"I'm just going to get you some tuna and tempura; you like that shit right?" He scanned the menu to make sure it was within their budget. Smiling to himself that the had found a clean restaurant with decent prices. He had, however, wished Hidan had sat on the other side of the booth, the closeness was unnerving.

"I hate tuna." He grabbed Kakuzu's sleeve and tugged. "Can't I have chicken flavored ramen? That's cheap."

Kakuzu's nose scrunched up under his mask. "Chicken and ramen?" It sounded awful to him, but he checked the price and found it to be a little less than half of what he suggested. "Fine, you can have it, but if you start up later about being hungry I'm going to break your jaw; understand?"
Hidan smiled, and placed his hand on Kakuzu's inner thy and gave it a soft squeeze.
A young woman came up to them, a notebook and pencil ready to take notes. "Are you two gentlemen ready to order?"

Kakuzu nodded and tried to subtly shake Hidan's hand off his leg. "Yes please, your octopus and puffer fish bento for myself and chicken ramen for my partner." He passed the woman their menus. "Water and a small sake to share, if you would." Being polite to women, he found, got him discounts.
The woman smiled sweetly. "Alright, I'll have your ramen, water, and sake ready in a jiffy." She then looked at Kakuzu. "But your bento will take awhile, sir. You won't mind the wait, will you? We have to keep our reputation."
"Reputation?" Hidan asked.
"We haven't had single person die after eating the puffer fish we have prepared since we have opened."

Kakuzu wanted to bite back with a "I'm not worried" but he kept his mouth shut and instead, gave the waitress a curt nod.

The woman smiled and went to give their order to the chef.
"I like her," Hidan said while his hand moving higher on Kakuzu's inner thy, massaging it. "I wonder if she's a virgin. Hey do they have ketchup and those cheese shakers on the table?"

Kakuzu had long given up on shaking off Hidan's touch and was now looking at the man with a mix of curiosity and disgust. "Ketchup and cheese? We're in a sushi restaurant."

"As if," Hidan said, his hand now resting of Kakuzu's groin. "I heard someone ask for a cheese burger and another for a slice of pizza. I like putting mozzarella cheese and ketchup in my ramen." He then removed his hand to rest his chin in it.

Kakuzu swallowed the noise he wanted to make at the initial touch, he pulled Hidan's hair to try and move him out of the booth, when that did not work he kicked him to the ground. "Move, I have to go to the bathroom." He nearly ran into the nearest stall, locking himself in.
He heaved a heavy sigh before opening his cloak to make sure he was okay. He was not. Nearly Six hundred and twenty three years of asexuality ruined in one simple act by a very sexy man in public. Kakuzu growled and rest his head none too gently on the wall. "Fucking Hidan," he grumbled, closing his eyes with a sigh. He mentally ran through Akatsuki's finances for the next year and in minutes he was cured of his "little problem".
Since he was already there, Kakuzu decided he may as well go, so he did his busyness and washed his hands before returning to the booth he and Hidan and claimed. He sat down, this time on the opposite end of Hidan, staring into his water rather than look at the blinded man.

What happened to being oh-so religious? What happened to his god? Better yet, what made Hidan suddenly want to give him a hand job in the middle of a perfectly good restaurant? Kakuzu figured he had given Hidan a little too much freedom, had let him in a little too close. Well, he thought, he would just have to fix that now wouldn't he?

Hidan used his foot to look for Kakuzu's shin. When he found it he gave it a sharp kick. "You can hit me, choke me, anything, but do not grab my hair," he hissed. "If you do that again I'll kick you in the crotch. People kept coming up to me asking why I was with someone like you. They acted like I was your abused girlfriend."
Hidan then grabbed the cheese shaker and ketchup - their waitress had placed them there so he would not mistake the salt/sugar and hot sauce for them - and dumped it in his ramen, stirring it until it was an orange color, then he began to eat.
The woman returned with Kakuzu's food. She was no longer smiling and gave Kakuzu a hard glare. "Here is your food sir," she said sharply before leaving.

"Like I care about your fucking hair," he growled, breaking his chopsticks. Kakuzu bowed his head and pulled his mask down just enough to place a strip of octopus and puffer fish in at the same time. He could taste something different than normal, strange but not too odd. He ignored it and continued to eat.

"They mah ha'h s'at in yo' foot." Hidan said with a mouth full of ramen.

"Don't talk with your mouth full idiot," he mumbled, pouring himself some sake, sipping it. "No one can understand a word you say when you do." He felt one of his hearts beat sporadically. He coughed and began to pound on his chest; he tried to gasp for air, but felt a set of his lungs stop. His eyes glazed over and he fell face first into his plate.

Hidan starred blankly at Kakuzu for ten seconds, he then reached over and shoved his face out of his food. "OKAY! WHO THE FUCK POISONED MY FUCKING PARTNER?!" he screamed. "I KNOW HE FUCKING PULLED MY HAIR BUT I LIKED IT!!" Every one remained silent. Hidan stood up and grabbed his scythe. "WHO EVER DID IT?! BETTER TALK NOW OR I'LL FUCKING KILL EVERYONE IN HERE, AND IS THERE SOMEONE WHO KNOW HOW TO TREAT POISONING?!"

A small groan escaped Kakuzu. "Don't be such a drama queen. I do have four more hearts you know." He stood, albeit a bit woozily, ignoring the people as they ran screaming from the restaurant. He coughed and propped himself up with one arm. "Where's that waitress bitch? My head is killing me." He reached his free hand up to rub at it's corresponding temple.

Hidan jumped on the table and hugged Kakuzu around the neck, nuzzling his head. "She went into the back," he said. "She might still be in there. Fucking bitch, I'll kill her for sure."

Kakuzu pushed his clingy partner aside and kicked open the door to the kitchen. "Alright, where is she?"

The chef jumped. "The waitress?!" he asked.
Hidan lifted his scythe and pointed it at the ice box. "Who the fuck else?"
"She went out the back door," he said.

Kakuzu growled and ran to the door, seeing the woman turn the corner. He followed her with speed only a ninja was capable of and was in front of her in a matter of seconds.

The woman puffed her hair out of her face. "I guess I didn't put in enough poison. It was supposed to destroy all five of your hearts." She crouched down, her skirt lifted up to reveal a waterfall village headband tied to her thy. "A small miscalculation." She sprung back and formed several hand signs. "Ninja art: Gekiha Bakufu (Crushing Waterfall) no Jutsu!" A surge of water appeared and wrapped around Kakuzu and squeezed him tightly.

Kakuzu tried his best to growl, but it only made the water tighten. He had thought that face looked familiar. "Shinobu...Natsumi..." he breathed, "'s been awhile. You... were jus' a little girl las' time I...saw you..."

Natsumi gave a tiny smile before it when back to it's previous glare. "Hmm... It has," she tilted her head to the side. "I always thought you were a lady's man, but you let some man feel you up, and a priest of Jashin no less." Natsumi chuckled, and walked up to Kakuzu. "I don't find psychopaths very attractive, however." She reached up and ripped of his mask, she did not even blink. "Hmm... I imagined you to be uglier."

"Kakuzu!" Hidan appeared around the corner. "What's taking you so long?!"

Natsumi lifted her hand up and fired a senbon at Hidan not taking her eyes off of Kakuzu's. It went through his jugular. "Shut up and writhe in pain for a bit will you?"

Hidan went rigged and fell to the ground, is body spasming wildly; his mouth open in a silent scream.

Now Kakuzu was angry. Tendrils snuck out of the water, sneaking under the stream and wrapping around Natsumi, they began to squeeze just as the water was doing to him. "Take tha' out of him…" he breathed, using all his energy to glare down at the woman.

She simply smiled. "The great heartless Kakuzu is worried about a man that can't die." Natsumi said roughly. "How sickening: He grabs your dick and then you care. Did I only have to do that so you wouldn't kill my father? Asking you not too wasn't good enough I guess." Her smile turned wicked. "Your dear Warai-chan and the spawn you had with her must be so cross with you."

Kakuzu tried to look not as surprised as he was. "They're dead...doesn't matter..." How did she know of his deceased wife and child anyways, she was but a child herself. Though, he was sure she knew the comment had done its job, for he did feel dreadfully guilty.

Natsumi lurched forward slightly. "I guess I shouldn't have been so careless." Her eyes dimmed and she fell, a large pike sticking out of her back. The water that had been binding Kakuzu sloshed to the ground.
"Fucking bitch."

Kakuzu stood, looking down at the now-corpse. "Thank you Hidan, but you should have stayed out of it." He closed his eyes and bowed to the body; not the cheesy, half bows he normally gave, but a slow, long bow from the hip. Not even Sir Leader got that kind of respect.

"C'mon," he said, gently sliding the pike out from between the women's shoulder blades before picking her up bridal style, "we have to bury her."

Hidan got to his feet shakily, his face still pained. "No you bury her, and I'll say a fucking prayer for her heathen soul," he panted out, leaning on his scythe. "Damn, what did that whore put in me? I'm in more pain then the time you smashed my balls." Hidan could not even take a step before he slid back down to his knees. "Ah fuck. Just go without me, I'll pray for her here."

Kakuzu scooped his partner up and threw him over his shoulder. "Don't you dare pray for her Hidan, you have no idea what you got yourself into. Actually...you have no idea what you just ended." He began to walk back the way they had came, into the forest.

"Wait, you want to bury her and you want her to go to hell?" Hidan asked, "Normally when you bury an enemy you want them to move to a happy afterlife."

"One, Hidan, she isn't my enemy - so to speak. And two, no I don't want her to go to your messed up after life." He sighed as he realized he was going to have to talk about his past. He shuddered. "Okay, look, I'm going to try and make this as least painful on my part as possible so bare with me:

A long, long time ago, back when I was a kid, my father and this woman's...great grandfather ruled the waterfall village. Though, it wasn't called that back then." He sighed, it hurt so much to open up and it was evident in his voice. "They, got into a dispute over land and of money...and, her clan chased us out of the village and sent their hunter nins to kill off everyone." He licked his lips. "I was able to get away and snuck my arranged bride - Warai - away too and…look, we're just the lasts of rival clans okay!"

"Oh..." Hidan looked somewhat melancholy, "Okay..." Hidan remained silent while Kakuzu buried the girl, only fingering his rosary now and then. When Kakuzu finished, Hidan jumped forward and hugged him tightly.

Kakuzu pushed Hidan away. "We need to find a hotel. I was hoping to reach the next town before midnight, but we've wasted too much time." He began his walk back to town, expecting Hidan to follow him by tracing his chakra signature. There was no way he was leading Hidan on again.

Hidan stumbled after Kakuzu. This was perfect, he could not see, he was in constant pain - when would that god damned poison wear off - and now Kakuzu hated him. After the tenth time he tripped - he had only been walking for a few minutes and he felt that Kakuzu was a good deal ahead of him. "Kakuzu! Don't leave me!" Hidan screeched, reaching out his hand. "Please don't, I'm scared."

From his perch in one of the trees – he had hidden his chakra to watch Hidan fumble about – he watch his partner collapse. He did not move to help, he just wanted to see how far Hidan would go to get help.

Hidan bit his lower lip: he could not sense Kakuzu anymore. He stood up and attempted to run but fell after only two steps. Kakuzu just left him. He never did that. He would always turn around and get him. Hidan sat up and ripped the blindfold off, hoping that somehow his sight was back, but, of course, it was not.
"Kakuzu! I'm sorry! What ever I did I'm sorry!" Hidan wrapped his arms around himself and lent forward. "'Kuzu please!" Hidan could only think of one thing that might work. It had worked when he had been a child; everyone would rush to him when he did it. So he curled into a ball and cried.

Kakuzu's eyes fell halfway closed as he watched his partner break down. He stood on the branch. "Did you really think I'd leave you?" he said flatly.

Hidan jumped. "I did!" he screamed. "I thought you were mad at me! You cut my head off, you hit me, you break my bones, and you say I'm worthless! How could I possibly not think you would just leave me here!" Hidan began to sob. "Kakuzu... Why did you do that?"

The stitched nin remained quiet. It hurt so much to see Hidan like that, but he suppressed the pull at his remaining hearts, telling himself it was for the better. He refused to take Hidan down with him, down to hell with him.

If Jashinism was in fact the correct religion, he refused to steal away something so wonderful, something so perfect. If it was wrong, however, he would explain in hell and they would have the rest of eternity to either be upset with one another, or be the lovers they could not be on earth: Money made the underworld turn as well, he would have the advantage.

Hidan stood up and looked around. "'Kuzu, why aren't you helping me?" Hidan's hand went to his rosary, he ripped it off and threw it on the ground. "Please! I'll leave my religion for you! Please just don't ignore me!"
Hidan however soon lurched to the ground and looked for his rosary, putting it back on quickly when he found it. "You know things have changed in my religion! I'm only fallowing the old ways! I'll worship the way we do now! Then I can be with you! Say something! GOD DAMN IT FUCKING SAY SOMETHING!"

Kakuzu looked on sadly, watching the beloved rosary tossed to the ground then picked up soon after. He knew Hidan would never leave his god for something like him. "Let's go get a hotel," he said, jumping off the tree. He grabbed Hidan's upper arm and forced him to walk back into town, his chakra visible once more.

Hidan moved swiftly, removing Kakuzu's mask and kissing him forcefully.

Once more Kakuzu pushed the smaller man away, this time all the way to the ground. "Touch me again and I will leave you for real." He glared down at Hidan, two of his remaining hearts were breaking, and the others told him it was for the best. His mind, for once, was horribly conflicted. He could hurt Hidan's body all he wanted with no repercussions, but there was something about hurting his soul that would not sit right with him.

"Then leave me!" Hidan screeched, grabbing his ring and throwing it to the ground. "I'm leaving this peace of shit organization! I see no point in staying if I can't have you!" Hidan's lower lip trembled. "I can't believe I thought you cared!" He then ripped of the cloak. "All you wanted was someone to fuck. I bet that's all you thought your slut of a wife was good for!"

Kakuzu growled, he grabbed Hidan's neck and punched him in the face over and over. "Don't you dare, bring Warai into this." He hissed, dropping his smaller partner to the ground. "Unlink her, I'm ending our relationship before it begins. It doesn't give me a chance to ruin it." He turned away. "I'm doing what's best for you but you're to big of an idiot to see that."

"If you leave me I'll kill myself!" Hidan snapped. "And I can do it! I only need to perform a ritual and ask Jashin to take away my immortality, and then I will die! I've seen other priest do it, and I know how to perform it!" This had to work, if Kakuzu did care he would stay.

"At least you'll go to heaven," he said quietly. He looked sadly over his shoulder at the man. "It would be better to go to heaven now, than go to hell with me. You don't deserve that."

"If I can't be with you in this life or the next, then I will be in hell." Hidan stood and walked away, but tripped and fell yet again.

Despite his best efforts to stay angry with the priest, Kakuzu could not help but let out a small laugh at the display. He walked over to Hidan and scooped him up, throwing the smaller over his shoulder. It was seeming to become his favorite place to keep Hidan as of late. "Come on you idiot," he said, walking back to town.

Hidan began to struggle, flailing about. "Put me down!" he screamed. "Don't touch me! I said I was leaving this stupid organization! There is no point if I can't be with you." He then began to cry again. "Do you want me as a lover or not?" He clawed at Kakuzu's back. "Will you love me?"

"That hurts," he mumbled before sighing heavily. "I don't know Hidan. Yes, I'm sure I do. But…it's complicated. I have to think." He turned into a hotel, paying for a small, cheap room. Kakuzu tossed Hidan onto the bed, hammering his hands into the walls with a kunai. "Stay, I'm going to get your things." And he left, returning in only a few minutes.

Hidan lifted his head from the pillow on the bed and looked in Kakuzu's direction, the covers pulled up to his neck. It was obvious that he was naked underneath. He sat up and the covers pooled around his waist. "Kakuzu, am I attractive to you?"

"How did you get unstuck from the wall?" He picked up his kunai, cleaning it of the blood and placing it back in his pouch. He began to undress, needing a shower badly. "Of course you are Hidan."

Hidan lifted his hands to show he had pulled them down so the kunai had sliced through the skin until they had come loose. He then slid out of the bed and came up behind Kakuzu and hugged him - it was a little difficult because of the masks. His hands stroking his partners now bare chest. "I think your attractive too, Kakuzu."

Kakuzu gave a short, sarcastic laugh. "You've only seen my feet, face, and hands uncovered. I'm a monster, Hidan, there's no way you'd find me attractive."

"I can see you with my hands," Hidan said. "And my views on what's beautiful are different from others. These stitches are a turn on, and I can only feel them. I wonder where else you have them." Hidan's hands trailed beneath the waist band of Kakuzu's pants.

Kakuzu clasped Hidan's wrists in his hands. "My you're very perverted for a virgin." He glanced at the clock on the wall. "I suppose I can shower later," he smirked down at Hidan and pushed the young Jashinist onto the bed, climbing up on top of him.

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End: March 31, 2008