Chapter 3
The evening turned into nighttime, and we were already on our way home. We strolled, staring into the night sky. The stars were glowing brightly, but I couldn't help but watch in amazement. It was then I felt a large cloth being draped over my shoulders.
"Skimpy clothes like that won't keep you warm," he said.
My body heated up once more. Idiot, I hadn't even noticed it and it was winter. It was not long before I pulled to a halt. "T-Thank you," I said, bowing a little.
He raised a brow at first but then pulled me into a hug. I was dumbstruck. My face burned.
"What are you doing?"" I asked in a small voice.
He merely chuckled. "What do you think I am doing?"
I had no answer to that.
Hidan's POV
How could anyone be that dense? Even a fucking 5-year old knew what was going on. Not that it was a bad thing.
He liked it better anyways.
But there was something about her that he could not quite pinpoint.
Her Japanese wasn't vey fluent and she wasn't quite a talker. Was she a foreigner?
No, that couldn't be. Well, it didn't seem like it.
Yugakure was a small village.
He seriously hoped that he would at least see her again in the future.
She was quite interesting.
It was almost a week later before I bumped into him once more. Well actually, he pulled me into an alley. He had a hand wrapped over my mouth as he pulled my body flush to his.
I could feel his chest against my back; how it was heaving from all the adrenaline.
Then there was silence.
It was a few minutes later, I heard a mob, probably the same one I encountered last week.
My breath hitched, just when he shrunk back into the shadows, with my small body smashed against his. Just after the mob left, he let out a sigh of relief. He released me and turned to face me.
"Ya' alright?" He asked.
I nodded in response, giving him a small smile.
"What's your name? I never got it…" He said, as he narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
"Ieun…"
Hidan POV
"Hidan." He said and after that, there came the silence again. Where was the 'nice to meet you?'.
He merely gave her a look, as he bent down to meet her eye to eye.
How could someone be so quiet? He was starting to think that she was a fucking doll.
He twitched his eye. She merely gave him a confused expression.
Literally.
That was when he felt her hand on his bare chest. That seriously got his attention.
But it was then he realized that she was touching his Jashin necklace.
That hit him. He was about to shout at her before she said, "Does your God give you power?".
That seriously calmed him down, knowing that someone might just understand him.
"Hmph, of course. Jashin gives me the power to kill, to bring about death."
The way he said it came out dark and fearful, enough to scare a jounin out of his wits. He smirked.
But he didn't scare her, not one bit.
After she let go of the pendant, she said to him, "I should go now…"
Hidan was hesitant. There was something about her that he couldn't quite point out.
"Um…alright."
What a strange, strange girl.
Something was weird about that man; his chakra was different than most others; as if he was being supplied with constant chakra from another source. It wasn't genjutsu affecting him. I could sense it.
I could read the chakra flow as well the points which they are originating. All I had to do was touch the person or get closer to them. Pretty much convenient, really.
Chakra was like heat in the human body. Just before a ninja, releases his jutsu. If his chakra build up is at the stomach, a large amount of heat will be produced in the process. Not much people actually knew of this. But most people cannot differentiate the contrast of heat in a human's body.
Reading body heat was my specialty. It took me time, but after years of training, I finally mastered it.
If the weather is dead cold, I could warm myself by distributing my chakra at all parts of my body. Sometimes, I don't even realize that I'm doing it.
If I seal off or damage the vital organs which act as chakra points of my opponent, they wouldn't be able to build up their chakra.
This was definitely an upper hand.
But that man, Hidan was different. Something was strange about him; where was the source of all his strength and chakra?
Was it the necklace, or was it really the work of his God?
That is what I needed to find out.