Red flew through the air in almost ribbon like fashion, standing out against the grey sky. In less than a second, the ribbons became splatters on the damp ground. Not to worry though. More ribbons soon took the fallen one's places.
He wondered – absently, as he watched Hidan stab himself again – if the rain was ever going to fall. The clouds had been hanging around for the last few days, producing not a drop of water.
Just an enormous amount of humid heat.
A sigh. He pulled at his cloak collar, envying Hidan. The boy walked around shirtless all the damn time. Kakuzu could do that, if he felt like watching people running away screaming from him.
Not that I care what people think, he thought, not realizing his hand had already begun pulling downward. It wasn't like anyone was there to see him anyway. Hidan didn't count.
He felt the warm air against his bare arms and sighed. Warm or not, it was air.
"What the fuck?"
He didn't so much as give his partner a glance. Kakuzu shut his eyes momentarily, reveling silently in his semi-nudity.
A drop of water hit his shoulder and his eyes opened.
(A/N: Yeah, this is rated T because of Hidan. lol! Gotta love 'im.)
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