Chapter three
Itachi shook his head in annoyance. "You don't really have to marry him, do you?" He asks, crossing his arms.
"I have to…" Hidan growls, his fists clenching at his sides. "There's a contract…"
The weasel sighs and looks up to the sky. "Looks like you're stuck then, Sendo…"
"Tell me something I don't know, Uchiha…" He huffs, pouting a little. The school bell suddenly rang, breaking through their conversation. Groaning in anger at the idea of another day of school, Hidan stands and stretches before following Itachi up the steps of their school.
"Let me give you some advice, Sendo…" Hidan glances at the Uchiha, letting him know that he could continue. "Get out of town…"
Hidan scoffs and rolls his eyes; he knew Itachi wouldn't take the arranged marriage seriously.
The rest of their walk to class was in silence, reaching the room just before the bell rang. Hidan groans again as he sat in his usual seat, waiting for Kakuzu-sensei to walk into the room with all his sexiness.
"You're drooling, Sendo…" Itachi murmurs, snapping Hidan out of his thoughts. He chuckles lightly, about to reply when the door slams open and Kinsen Kakuzu walks in.
Smirking, the albino swung his feet up onto the desk. "You're late, Kakuzu-sensei!"
Kakuzu sighs as he tossed his ever-present briefcase onto his desk. "And you're annoying even in the morning, Sendo…" He glares in the teenager's direction. "Get your feet off the desk."
Hidan complies, smiling innocently at the teacher he lusted after. Kakuzu rolls his Christmas colored eyes before turning to the board to begin the day's lecture.
Yawning, Hidan rests his head on his arms before staring at the clock above the door. He needed to talk to Kakuzu after class—which was an hour away. He growls to himself, watching the arms of the clock tick slowly by.
He knew he had to talk to Kakuzu after what had happened the day before. Why the hell did he kick him out of the classroom anyway? All Hidan did was tell him about his arranged marriage… Well, maybe Itachi wasn't lying and Kisame-sensei really did have talks with Kakuzu-sensei about a possible affair between them.
Nah—his teacher wouldn't like a guy like Hidan. He yelled at him every day for the smallest of things!
"Sendo—pick your head up and pay attention!" Kakuzu snaps from the front of the class, making Hidan sigh and lift his head. The miser glares at him before turning back to the board. Sighing once more, Hidan rests his head on to palm of his hand to keep his head up.
He glances back at the clock, wishing he could control time and make the class go by faster. Thirty minutes of class left… where did the first half hour go?
A ruler snaps down in front of Hidan's face, almost grazing his nose before it made contact with the desk. "I said pay attention, Sendo…" Kakuzu says in the most threatening voice Hidan had ever heard. The masochist gulps and nods, smiling unsurely at his teacher before he stalked away.
Hidan held back a sigh as he pulls out his notebook and pencil. He flips to a random page and looks up at the board. He twitches lightly at the sight of half the board covered in notes. Glancing at the clock, Hidan held back another groan of annoyance and decided to not write the notes; there was only fifteen minutes left anyway.
He looks back down at the notebook, he shrugs to himself and began to doodle little pictures. Hidan didn't even know what he was drawing; it looked like crappy little scribbles to him.
Once the bell rang, Hidan turns to look at the Uchiha beside him. "I'm staying back to talk to Kakuzu-sensei again…"
Itachi glances over at him from placing his notebook into his messenger bag and nods. "I'll see you in class, Sendo…"
"See ya, Uchiha." Hidan replies as he watches the raven haired teen leave with their other classmates. He stands once the room was empty of other students and walks to the front of the classroom, watching Kakuzu count his money in his seat.
"What is it this time, Sendo…?" Hidan flinches at the harshness in the miser's tone but pushes his fear aside. He hesitates, unsure of how he was going to start. "Is your marriage to Akasuna still going to happen?"
Hidan wasn't sure if he heard it, but there seemed to be a little sorrow in his teacher's voice at the question. He gulps and nods his head. "It has to…"
"Why?" The banker snaps, dropping his wad of cash down onto his desk. Hidan steps back a little, the bitterness in his teacher's voice startling him.
"I… I don't know…" He replies, watching as his teacher leans forward, his fingers running through his stringy hair to pull at it. Hidan bit his bottom lip, unsure of what the miser was doing.
Just then, the door slams open in time with the bell. Hidan ignores the bell, but looks over to see Akasuna Sasori standing there, the usual frown on his face as he walked into the room. The blond secretary Hidan remembered from the other day follows closely behind.
Kakuzu pulls his hands from his hair as the door closed on its own, looking over at the newcomers. He snarls low in his throat at the sight of the redhead, "Akasuna…"
"Kinsen…" Sasori replies in a tone just as malicious. Kakuzu's eyes narrow at the puppeteer, his teeth bared in a growl.
"Why does Sendo have to marry you?" Kakuzu demands, standing from his seat to glare down at the shorter man.
Deidara and Hidan take a step back in fright of the menacing man, shaking only slightly. The blond took notice of this and glares at the silver haired teen, remembering just why they were there.
Sasori sighs and shakes his head. "You don't seem to understand, our families wrote a contract about twelve years ago stating we have to be married."
Kakuzu scoffs and crosses his arms. "Then get out of it."
"We can't." Sasori states simply.
"Why not? You could just destroy the contract."
"Won't work; I don't know where it is. Besides, there are copies." Sasori stares at his old teacher with a look of boredom at this conversation.
Kakuzu reaches up and rubs his temples at this annoyance. "Then refuse to marry him…"
"Our families will shun us if we do that. I don't know about Sendo, but I'd rather not have my families pissed at me." Sasori glances back at his would-be-husband, seeing a surprised look on the teenagers face.
Hidan looks to his feet, unable to meet the Akasuna's gaze. "I don't want to anger my family…"
The miser groans lightly, glaring at the redhead before him. "Then take it to court; your family can't make you do it if you don't want to and if there's a contract—"
"My family is the court, Kinsen." Sasori snaps, glaring up at the miser. "Or did you forget that Akasuna's are renowned not by my puppets but by their involvement in the government?"
Kakuzu kept his glare on the short man for a minute, thinking of any other possible ways to get them out of this contract. Once nothing came, Kakuzu sighs and sits back down, defeated. "There really is no way you can get out of this then…"
Hidan steps forward to see his teacher better from behind the puppeteer, worried that he might be too stressed. Course, Hidan wasn't sure why Kakuzu seemed to be so worked up on this whole arrangement.
Sasori glances back at the zealot and smirks. "By the way, sensei…" Kakuzu looks up from staring at the ground, his eyes void of emotion. "How's your secret affair with Sendo?"
Hidan stops dead at that, his eyes widening. How could he forget that? He told Sasori that he was in an affair with Kakuzu and now Kakuzu knew of his lie! The masochist glances back at the blond secretary, a blush on his face. Deidara returns his look with a smile, obviously finding this to be funny.
Kakuzu gave the redhead a confused look before looking over at his freaked out student. Hidan bites at his bottom lip once he notices the miser was staring at him, his face turning bright red. Kakuzu took a moment to process this and sighs again.
"You told him we were in a secrete affair, Sendo?" The banker inquires, gesturing for the masochist to come closer. Hidan moves a little closer, sure of himself that Kakuzu was going to hit him or something.
He took two steps towards his chemistry teacher, staring at the ground. "Well, you see… I uh…"
Kakuzu watches the teen wring his hands together and smirks. Chuckling, the miser reaches out and grabs his student around the waist, pulling him closer to him before setting the smaller male in his lap.
Hidan stares wide eyed at Kakuzu, the blush darkening to a bright crimson. He was sitting… in Kakuzu's lap… and the miser was laughing about his lie… Oh dear God, he must have been dreaming!
"Well Sasori… our affair is going just fine…" Kakuzu replies, leaning forward to nuzzle the back of his frozen student's neck.