THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS. ;_;
This was really hard to write for some reason, so sorry if it's shit, hahaha. It's shorter than the other chapters too.. D:
And I have an exam tomorrow, GAH.
Hope you like anyway... D:
"So," Hidan began, smirking as he chased Kakuzu's retreating back. "I guess ya do listen to me after all!"
"…What are you talking about, brat?"
Hidan stifled a grin as he tried to stare at Kakuzu's head with bland eyes. "You rented out a room."
The Heathen paused in his tracks before tilting his head to glare at him. "What of it?"
"Ya wouldn't have if I'd never said, fucking old Miser!" Hidan's hidden grin disobeyed him as he burst into laughter.
Kakuzu sighed in irritation. The brat always had to try and start something didn't he? You'd think he'd be fucking grateful considering he did it for the brat's benefit. Not that he'd ever admit that.
"It's okay to admit you care for me, Kakuzu-chan!"
Twitch.
"…Call me that one more time."
Hidan fell silent as he stared up at the Heathen. The bastard had a weird way of paralyzing him when he looked like he was about to tear his limbs off. Kakuzu's glare, clouded red, penetrated through Hidan as if he was staring into his soul. It was creepy as hell.
"F-Fine, fucking Heat-" Hidan refrained from finishing when he saw Kakuzu's fist twitch. His mouth formed a thin line and his brow knitted close together from thinking of what to say next. He sighed through his nose as he opted to stay silent.
Kakuzu stared at him for a little while longer until he was sure Hidan would shut the fuck up for good. Well, probably not for long, but dreams were free. Kakuzu continued striding down the hall of the hotel he'd arrived at with Hidan the day before. Fortunately, he even managed to get a discount, on top of being the cheapest hotel he could find. Though that was probably due to Hidan, who was unconsciously slung over his shoulder at the time. The frightened, retreating stares he'd gained were quite amusing.
Staying silent was difficult.
Staying silent for an extended period of time was even more difficult.
Staying silent when you didn't know when that period of time was over was just fucking irritating.
Okay, he was going to break soon. He couldn't help it. It was in his nature to ramble about random shit. He didn't even care if the Heathen tore his head off and carried it the rest of the way, because this silence felt like torture on its own. The problem was coming up with the right thing to say. If he insulted him right off the bat, he'd most definitely get an ass-whooping and he'd preferably avoid one if possible. He didn't really need to add to his exhibition of body injuries.
…
But if one was due, then so be it.
"…Kakuzu."
"Hm?"
Hidan cautiously glanced at the Heathen, preparing for war.
"Uh," Hidan grinded his teeth as he contemplated on what to say. "Uh, where the fuck are we?"
Kakuzu slowed to a halt before staring questioningly at the Jashinist. Since when did he start giving a shit about the details of the mission? Kakuzu eyes never left the Jashinists, causing Hidan to fidget slightly. And why did he look nervous?
"...Outskirts of the Rice Field Country." Kakuzu mumbled, observing Hidan's every action. He'd been silent ever since they left that shitty hotel. Did he really shake the brat up that much? Kakuzu's face beamed smugly as he resumed his pace down the dirt road.
Hidan watched with curious pink eyes as Kakuzu sauntered away, briefcase swung over his shoulder. He didn't seem pissed off anymore, in any case. Hidan followed in his footsteps cautiously, but no longer wary of angering the larger man. Hidan vowed in his head that he'd try and not be an annoying, little shit. Well, for the next hour at least.
Time slowly dragged as the sun continued to drop through the sky. The never ending mass of trees irritated Hidan, causing his face to scrunch into a permanent scowl. He was in a pretty bad mood, considering the dull pain that coursed through his body, and the shrill ringing that rattled through his head. Just because he was immortal didn't mean injuries didn't hurt like a bitch. And on top of the pain, he was so fucking hungry. He was sure that if he could die, he would have croaked it already by starvation.
Groan.
Silence.
Groaaannn.
"Shut up, brat." Kakuzu announced, spinning around to glare at the Jashinist.
"What the fuck!" Hidan growled. "That wasn't me!"
Groooaaaannnnn.
Hidan's face flushed red as Kakuzu's eyes wandered down to look at Hidan's stomach.
"Shut up, Heathen!"
"I didn't say anything." Kakuzu replied, looking thoroughly amused.
"You were fucking gonna!" Hidan seethed, cheeks still burning.
Silence surrounded the pair as they continued to stare at each other, one embarrassed, the other amused. There was glimmer in Kakuzu's eyes which confused the hell out of the Jashinist. His actions were also confusing the shit out of him. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the Heathen. But he didn't want to either, which only added on to the dull headache he had grown accustomed to over the day. He felt captivated by Kakuzu's eyes, but the difference was that he didn't look pissed off this time around. He looked... nice. The saturation in Hidan's cheeks spread further at the thought.
GROANNNNNNNNN.
The roar that erupted from his stomach snapped him out of hypnosis. He glanced away, looking at everything but the Heathen. Despite not staring at Kakuzu, the crimson blush stubbornly lingered on his cheeks.
"F-Fuckin' sun, ey..." Hidan mumbled faintly, fidgeting in his stance. It was just too damn hot! The sun was scorching his face!
A chuckle pricked at his ears.
"If you say so, Hidan."
Hidan's widened as he spluttered on what to say. Did the Heathen just laugh!? Okay, maybe not a full-on in your face laugh like his own, but it was definitely there. He honestly hadn't even been sure the old Miser was capable of happy emotions.
"Pfft, I do fucking say so!" Hidan snapped as he stormed forward, passing Kakuzu in the process. "Hurry the fuck up, old Miser!"
Kakuzu smirked at the back of the brat's head, as he watched him put distance between the two. He had no idea what had just happened, but it wasn't... unpleasant. The brat becoming flustered underneath Kakuzu's stare was one image he sure as hell wouldn't forget in a long time.
"Hurry up you fucking slow ass!" Hidan's angry, distant voice interrupted his thoughts. The Heathen composed himself, before willingly catching up with the brat.
Time ticked on for a while, the pair walking in silence. The sun had finally drifted asleep behind the mountains, leaving behind golden pools of colour in the sky, hinted with crimson. Hidan took in the scenery as a sedative. It calmed him rather than pissed him off. Unfortunately, it also cleared his head, which then went straight back to thinking about the fucking Heathen. He could feel his pulse quickening at the thought of the bastard but he didn't know why. It wasn't like he was scared of him. No fucking way.
"Fucking civilization!" Hidan cheered, as a small village came into view. From a distance it seemed quite quaint, as the villagers innocently scurried about, doing their day to day business.
"We're getting the cheapest hotel, Hidan." Kakuzu stated sternly.
"Yeah, yeah..."
There were many tourist shops and restaurants they passed, most to which Hidan drooled at. He'd finally be able to fucking eat something! To his dismay, the happy thought was crushed when he remembered he had Kakuzu as a partner. No Sushi for him then.
Hidan looked around, sensing a ten meter barrier that separated them from the rest of the villagers. Their eyes were filled with worry, most of their gazes noticeably directed at none other than the Heathen. He didn't blame them though. Kakuzu probably looked like a freak with his massive height, masked face and cold eyes. But for some reason it still pissed him off.
"What the fuck do you think you're looking at!?" Hidan sneered, as he stuck up his finger. "Fuckers!"
"Hidan," Kakuzu growled. "Shut the fuck up."
Hidan's jaw slacked as he glared at Kakuzu with disbelief. "WHY!? They're the one's who were fucking staring at you first!" Hidan raged, continuous curses mumbled inaudibly under his breath.
"I don't care. Hurry the fuck up, brat."
Hidan could feel a froth of anger swirl through him as he glared at the villagers and the Heathen simultaneously.
"Fine! Fuc-" Hidan's voice halted suddenly which caused Kakuzu to stop as well.
"What is it?"
Hidan paused for a moment, before staring at Kakuzu with child-like eyes.
"...Please. I'll do anything."
Kakuzu jerked an eyebrow up in question, puzzled by Hidan's sudden erratic behaviour.
"What the fuck are you on about, brat?"
Hidan grinned at his response before pointing out a specific building behind Kakuzu.
"...The Hot Springs!"
Haven't proof read it so sorry for mistakes!
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