Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters in Naruto. I just manipulate them like my own personal voodoo dolls.
Gravedigger
Chapter Three: Liberation
Hidan was bored.
After promising not to sacrifice her to Jashin – at least not yet – she had begun to dig him up.
That was maybe an hour ago.
"I knew you'd see things my way." she had grinned, before placing his head on the ground.
At that moment, Hidan was convinced he'd be out soon.
He was wrong.
There wasn't that much to dig up really. There wasn't that much to dig up really. A couple fingers had fallen off of his left hand which was currently detached, but he was mostly intact – aside from his head.
Still, she was taking forever.
If only he could control he body without his head. It would have solved all of his problems long ago. He'd have gotten out of this whole weeks ago, kicked Kakuzu's ass and probably killed the stupid Konoha twat and at least a dozen more.
But no, it would have been much too convenient.
Hidan wasn't exactly patient either, and his revenge was a long time coming.
"Can't you go a little faster?" he whined. The kunoichi just ignored him, without even bothering to look up from the pit.
The immortal wondered when he would be able to kill her. It had to happen at some point obviously, but he had to choose a good time.
Hidan couldn't have her backing out on him now. He was still missing a head.
Maybe he could kill her after he had raged at Kakuzu. A sacrifice was always good after that, because his blasphemous could be so very, very annoying.
A triumphant sigh alerted him to the fact that she had dug him out. Excellent.
The zealot watched as she dragged his body out of the pit. As he had sensed, his body was mostly intact. Grinning maniacally, he began rolling back and forth in excitement.
The kunoichi glared at him.
"Oi. When are you going to reattach my head?"
The kunoichi's eyes narrowed. "After I attach your hand." she replied, holding up a middle finger. "Then your hand to your body."
Instead of being offended, Hidan grinned back, excited at the prospect of being put back together again.
From her cloak, she pulled a needle and thread.
Kakuzu came to mind.
Hidan was quite irritated by this. He would never forgive him for not bother to even come and find him – even if just to gloat.
"You've been in the ground too long..." she commented, looking over his emancipated frame.
The immortals body had shrunk, his frame almost skeletal. If he could have, Hidan would have shrugged. As soon as his head was reattached, that would all change.
Pausing in his rocking just long enough to achieve a smouldering glare, the ritualistic vampire retorted.
"Not like it's my fault. One of your Konoha bastards put me here." he snapped.
The kunoichi didn't rise to the bait. "This might hurt." she said before driving the needle into his fingers.
"Ouch. Fuck that hurts. Stop it." he moaned. He may have been a masochist, but being stabbed in the fingers hurts. A lot.
Just because his head wasn't attached didn't mean that it didn't look like it hurt.
She glanced down at his head, clearly not impressed. "You are such a baby." she sighed.
In response, he spat some dirt.
"Ew..." she exclaimed, her brow crinkling in contempt. He chuckled, and spat some more out.
The kunoichi resumed sewing on his fingers, quickly reattaching his index and middle fingers, then his hand to his wrist. Her hand lit up with emerald chakra, helping the skin close over the stiches, and repairing the internal damage.
Although the stiches were mainly redundant now, she kept them in.
Whatever. He didn't care.
Standing, she stretched out, before walking over to where his head lay, now spinning in circles.
"Is it my turn now?" he grinned.
With a sigh the kunoichi nodded, before bending over to pick up his head. Before long, the last needle like stitch went in, and she drove the needle out one last time.
Finally she bit the thread, and knotted the end.
"Can you stand?" asked the bubblegum haired kunoichi.
Hidan chuckled, and got up easily. He flexed his muscles and cracked his neck around twice, before glancing down at his now mostly restored frame.
Although he was still on the skinnier side, he was still more than a match for most people, including the kunoichi.
Killing her would be child's play.
"Good..." she murmured as she turned to go. The zealot grabbed her shoulder, turning her back to face him.
"No, that's not how it works..."
Hidan pinned her against a tree with one hand, the muscles in his arms glistening in the fading light.
"Kill me, and you will die..."
The immortal smirked "Oh really?" he replied, only half listening now. He was busy deciding how he should kill her – and looking for the best place to draw his seal.
The bubblegum haired kunoichi nodded. "If I die, you will fall apart."
Defiant jade met cold violet.
There was no trace of fear in her eyes - she just stared back at him.
Whether he liked it or not, she had his attention. Hidan had no intention of falling apart now, this close to freedom.
"Change in plan..." he muttered. "You're coming with me..."
[EndChapterThree]