Cyanide's Kiss
When one has crossed over, they have released themselves from the bonds that they themselves were born into.
Hunger. Pain. Depression. Fear. Hate.
These are the few common bonds that we suffer from day by day. But the moment you have left that empty vessel of a body, you feel free, you feel calm, as if nothing can get you, nothing can hurt you. The key frees you from that cold chain of fate.
But there is that one bond, that very bound that has caused every creature to be feel empty. One bound that can't be broken by just anything.
Loneliness.
"Now how am I supposed to do this?" asked a certain silver haired male as his eyes watched a Hermies angel dart itself this way and that. It was small and had slender wings built for going fast. It's robe billowed in the wind that it caused.
He flew behind it. Hoping to grab it from behind. His arms snaked their way underneath the slender creature.
Tobi sighed in both frustration and annoyance. 'Fucking little.......' he thought bitterly as Hidan grabbed him from behind. "Gotcha, ya little bitch!!" the male screeched in victory. Drawing in his latest victim, an odd feeling began to overcome the zealot. The next thing Hidan knew, he was smashed into the ground. He looked up in shocked surprised at the creature that lay on top of him.
"Piss ant." Tobi said before he spat in the zealot's face.
"Ack!" he yelped clawing at his face trying to wipe off the spit. Suddenly he felt something prickling against his skin. He glanced past the Hermies and noticed that it had called in for backup.
"Oh great YOU'RE here." He said as Konan stepped closer to him. Tobi sat up and dusted himself off. "Make sure you remind this foul creature what his place is." The blue haired woman nodded. She was already used to this, Tobi would switch from something nice and cute to something hellish and scary in a moments notice and she learned from a previous mistake how easily that button can be pushed.
"Okay! Tobi's going to go find Zettie-san now!!" The Hermies angel sprung into the air and darted it's way into a crowd of angels causing a ruckus. Konan sighed heavily. She turned her attention to the groaning demon that lied before her in a crumbled heap. She got down into a crouching position. "That was close. Who knows what could of happened if I didn't come sooner." Hidan grumbled something inaudible before getting into a cross-legged position. "For crying out loud you make it sound like that little shit would've killed me or something." She smacked him in the head with one of her wings.
"Ow!! watch it with those things will ya?!?!" He screeched at her in utter annoyance. She rolled her eyes as she let her tongue roll over her metallic piercing. Hidan watched this in amusement. Konan noticed this and stopped, she glared at him with hell burning in her eyes. "What?" she asked bitterly. Hidan smirked. "Nothing. Just watching you. That a problem?" he said as he rocked himself back and forth, while his wings fluttered in the breeze. The blue haired young woman stood up. "You're a very strange person you know that right? Anyway I thought you were pissed at me for having your precious toy taken from your God or whatever he is." She said sneering at the Jashinest.
"MY SCYTHE IS NOT A TOY!! IT IS AN INSTRUMENT USED FOR THE PLEASURE OF MY GOD!!!" Hidan shot up standing merely inches from the young woman's face. "That didn't sound right." she said bluntly. Hidan stood there for a moment. 'I use it for the pleasure of my-' "I didn't mean it like that!!!" Konan strutted away. "Sure you did. Your stuck in some kind of yaoi with your God, am I right?" She giggled as the zealot came closer screaming every filthy word the demon could think of. "It's not like that!!! I am not in love with him!!" His face was flushed red and his throat felt tight. He got closer to her. "I bet the two of you have kinky sex every night." she laughed even harder at Hidan who was apparently freaking out.
"DAMN YOU!!!!!!" He tackled Konan and they both fell to the ground. The blue haired woman gasped as his weight pushed her down into the dirt. She didn't know that the puny demon had so much strength. Hidan held her down as best he could. "I only worship him and nothing more." He said thru gritted teeth. Konan laughed even more although it pained her to do so because his weight was constricting her stomach. "Jeez I was only playing with you." It hurt even more to breath. She tried to push him off of her, but he kept her pinned down. Hidan cocked his head at the word 'Play.' "Playing?" he squinted a bit at her. "You didn't mean any of that shi-"
Konan sat up grateful at the absence of Hidan's weight crushing her. Now she had to worry about the cluster of Arcs that had said zealot pinned into the ground.
"What were you trying to do to her?" Kisame said thru gritted teeth as his sword sliced down Hidan's back, causing the zealot to cry out in pain. "Nothing you sadistic fucker!!!" Another Arc slammed Hidan's head back into the ground. "Yeah and you expect us to believe that?" His foot crushed into the Jashinest's skull, a gruesome crack could be heard. Konan got up from the ground. "Get off him!!" Kakuzu turned his attention towards the young woman. He bowed slightly at her. "Do not worry, we will have this little nuisance taken care of." Another crack was heard. Hidan tried squirming free. He lifted his head slightly ignoring the pain. "Fuck you bitch, I can take care of myself." Zetsu grabbed a hold of Hidan's arm bending it backwards until a low pop made itself known. "SHIT!!!" Well there went the use of that arm for awhile. The zealot cursed himself for letting his guard down.
Konan came forward. Her body glowed as fire repetitively danced around her. "What did I say?" she asked keeping her voice monotonous. Zetsu did not look up as he said "Like Kakuzu said, don't worry. We can handle him." His head jerked forward. "So in the meantime beat it." Kisame raised his sword into the air ready to make contact into the demon's flesh once more. Hidan screamed in both anger and pain as he jerked his body upward. He breathed in dirt but could care less. He could feel someone trying to rip his wings off. The sounds it made were none too pleasant.
Konan had had enough of this. Something small and warm began forming in the palm of her hand. It slowly took shape into the sword she had once used on the zealot.
Hidan felt the same heat from before. It caused his eyes to widen. He managed to lift his head from underneath Kakuzu's foot, he suspected it was the same force of energy Konan had used against him.
He was right.
Flames danced around the angels and demon. Zetsu and Kakuzu felt a painful feeling constricting their airwaves.
"I didn't ASK you to stop." Helplessly the Arcs dangled in the air completely subdued to the young woman's wrath. Her fingers tightly clamped around their necks, silently saying they were going to crush it.
"I TOLD you to stop." She flung both the stitched angel and the green and black angel to the side like broken toys to. Her attention was now focused on a certain blue angel. Her eyes glowed brightly, burning his own. His grip on the zealot released and Hidan fell limply to the ground. "Three against one is not fair. True it is against a devil, but nonetheless even creatures as low as him should get a chance at a fair fight."
Kisame instinctively got into a fighting stance. A fight against angels were not uncommon. But over a devil? "He needs to be vaporized once and for all. Do you know how many innocent souls were stolen by that THING?!" The shark pointed towards Hidan who still did not make any signs of moving. The blue and white tinted sword flashed in Konan's hand as she stepped closer.
Yes, she knew how evil devils are. How they cast souls one by one into a fiery inferno without a second glance, but still, torturing him? Causing him pain? Is that really how it should be done? Is violence really a way to solve things?
The blue haired girl stopped. Wait, what about her? She turned to the Arcs that were piled on top of each other, groaning in pain. Than to the Arc standing before her, worry and fear plastered on his face.
"What am I doing?" she whispered to herself. Fear, guilt, and anger overcame her. Was she feeling sympathy for the devil? The same devil that wouldn't give a second thought about killing her if the chance arose? Why was she risking everyone's life here, for the life of something like this?
The sword dissipated in her hand. She ran towards Hidan. His face was still in the dirt. She stooped over him, plucking him from the ground. His wings were torn slightly, blood running down each one. His back was smoldering from the heat from Kisame's sword. A new scar was beginning to form there.
"Hidan............?" She nudged him a bit.
He opened an eye. "What?"
She breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh thank God-"
"It's Jashin-Sama!!"