Slamming the door shut to the dingy little club, Hidan grumbled irritably to himself as he approached the main stage in the back of the room, lit up by spot lights as a few members of his band fiddled around the the electronics and their instruments. They looked up as he stormed up to the stage, tossing his jacket to the side on one of the chairs. "And where have you been?" Kakuzu asked accusingly as he emerged from the darkness, like a creepy stalker. He had his arms folded over his chest like he was mad at the man, which caused Hidan to sneer at his "boss."

"Like you have any fucking jurisdiction of where I go." The silver-haired male snapped as he stood around, tapping the microphone to test it was on. There wasn't much he could do whilst the band were setting up. He was just the singer, he didn't need to check anything or make sure something was working. All he needed was his voice. Kakuzu made a face that Hidan promptly ignored as he turned away from their manager, facing their sound guy, Kisame. "Oi. Sort this shit out will yah? The feedback sucks."

Practise didn't take more than an hour, and by the end of it Hidan was tired and irritable. Singing was no fun when he wasn't in the mood. It was more of a chore. Right now all he wanted was to be sat in the cafe again drinking coffee and not having to talk to anyone. Wiping his sweating forehead with the back of his hand, Hidan placed the microphone back on the stand as his other band mates began to chatter away animatedly about their performance. Taking up a bottle of water from beside the stage, Hidan popped open the cap and began to down it until someone slapped his back and he almost choked, spluttering before spinning on his heal to face the blonde bassist, Deidara.

"Hey Hidan, you should come out with us, un. Itachi's got us on the guest list for Kyuubi." The younger male grinned pervertedly, and Hidan couldn't help but raising a brow at the boy. Kyuubi was a well known strip club around down-town Konoha, getting on the guest list wasn't hard for someone like Itachi.

"Eh, not really my thing." Hidan admitted, turning away from Deidara to grab his jacket and leave, but the blonde had completely ignored his answer and was dragging him over to the others.

"Guys, Hidan's actually gonna join us tonight un!" He told the group cheerfully, whilst Hidan just grumbled, unable to believe he was actually going to forced along by this brat. Deidara had a habit of disregarding other people over his own wants and needs, but he was a good bassist and Kakuzu saw it fit to keep him. Hidan couldn't really care less, but right now he wanted a bath, not to watch scantily clad girls dancing around him (though it was not something he was completely against).

After everything had been packed away, the group of men headed off to the club apart from Kakuzu, who refused to pay the money like the stingy bastard he was. Hidan trailed behind with Sasori, who was equally annoyed about going but only for his stupid morals. And yet he was coming along anyway, seemed kind of dumb to Hidan.

Itachi got them all in for free like promised, and the five of them found themselves a rounded table with a walkway leading to the main stage so the girls could get to them easily. The first round of drinks was on the house (the owner seemed to be a family friend of the Uchihas') and Hidan cracked open his beer, downing the thing in one go. If he was going to be here he needed to be as drunk as possible. The first girl dancing for them wasn't that attractive in his opinion, despite the whoops and applause from his companions. Hidan just leaned back in his chair, drumming his fingers on the table and scrutinizing each of the women with violet eyes.

By his third beer his was slightly tipsy and starting to enjoy himself. The guys were already on their fifth drink and getting a little rowdy, but Hidan was more involved than early. Laughing along as Kisame made some rude remark about one of the girls, Hidan took another sip of his beer as the music died down and a large man dressed in a tux took the stage with a microphone. Clearing his throat to get everyone's attention, he glanced about the room before offering all the guest a warm smile.

"Hello gents, thank you for choosing Kyuubi tonight. This evening we have a very special guest with us. A sexy red-head with a feisty attitude; the Kyuubi herself." There were mutters and 'ooo's heard around the room and one man yelled for him to get on with it. Grinning nervously, the man dabbed his now hot brow with a hankie before stuffing it away in his pocket and moving off of the stage. "Ladies and Gentlemen, may I welcome to the stage, Miss. Foxy Fuyuki!" The room erupted in to applause as the glittering curtains were pulled back.

Hidan felt the colour drain from his face as the red-head, dressed as a fox, turned around to smile at the crowd. No... it couldn't be...

Kiri.

Author's Notes: Wow, I'm sorry I'm so crap at updating. But here it is, the next chapter. Kind of sucks because it's currently 1am here but eh... -drumroll- ENJOY.