Fourth chapter!

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Love vs. Lust

"Well, see ya later, fucker!"

"That's no way to treat someone who just fucking bought you a bunch of shit, seriously!"

"'Tever, Hida-chan!" She peeled out and drove off.

"Hey, Hida-chan."

"Shut it, Crakerzoo."

"Oh, good Kami, not that again!"

"Haha." Hidan climbed the stairs and fell back on his bed. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the piece of paper that the Pervy-sage had slipped in his hand right before he left.

Be good to her. Was the first thing his saw.

Huh? Be good to her? What was he, her fucking boyfriend? After thinking about that for a second, he realized that he wouldn't much mind that. Both the boyfriend and the fucking part.

He uncrumpled the little note all the way and read the whole thing.

To whom it may concern,

If you're reading this, then you're going to be The One. Don't fight it. She'll fall for you soon, or she already has.

Be good to her,

Mia's family

He rolled his eyes and folded the paper, sticking it under his lamp and closing his eyes a little bit.

"Hidan?"

He opened his eyes to see Miamay.

"What the hell're you doing here?" He muttered groggily.

"You left your jacket in my car." She said softly. His eyebrows knitted together. He could have sworn he'd worn it in. Oh, well.

"Thanks." He stood up and walked over to grab it. Their hands brushed and electricity shuddered through his veins. They locked eyes and suddenly she was in his arms, their lips connected in a passionate kiss.

Oh Jashin, YES!! Hidan thought victoriously as he guided her towards the bed.

"Hidan…" She moaned.

"Mm?"

"Fuck me."

"Sure?"

"Duh."

"HIDAN!"

"THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?" Hidan sat bolt upright, a thin layer of sweat covering his pale body. Kakuzu stood over him, a smug look on his face.

"You fell asleep. And you were making some serious happy noises, too."

"Uh?"

"So who was it? Angelina Jolie?"

"No way. Whore, seriously." Hidan growled.

"That Satori chick?"

"Hell fucking no." He said, glaring.

"Okaaay. Then who was it?"

"Can you just fucking drop it?"

"Sure. Of course. When you tell me who it is."

"It's no one, seriously!"

"Whatever, Hida-chan." Kakuzu rolled his emerald eyes. "You know you can tell me."

"You won't tell her?"

"Who?"

"Erm…" He fell back onto the bed and bit his lip. "M…" He hesitated again.

"Well?" Kakuzu looked concerned now.

"…" He exhaled slowely. "Miamay."

"That hottie from this morning? Wait, I don't have an intrest in her. You know my gender preference. I'm just saying." He added hastily after seeing Hidan's glare.

He relaxed and looked at the ceiling again.

"So… you just like her because she's sexy? Or is there something else?"

"Not… I don't know. Probably just a fluke; she's the only girl I've been hanging out with other than Tori."

"True."

"…"

"Look, why don't you invite her out for a drink?"

"Um, because?"

"Why?"

"I just fucking saw her today, seriously. She'll think I'm stalking her or something."

"I doubt it. Besides, you slept through the whole night. It's twelve already."

"Seriously?"

"Yup."

"Alrighty then." He headed to the phone.

"Yo, if this is the fucker of whom I call Mikomi, you owe me fifty bucks, byotch."

"Hey, Miamay."

"Oh, hey, Hidan." Good. She was calling him Hidan. Maybe he could do this.

"How's it going?"

"Good. Listen… want to get a drink with me tonight?"

"You asking me out on a date, Hida-chan?"

Back to Hida-chan. In which case, no, he was not asking her out on a date.

"Just thought you'd want to fucking come."

"You paying?"

"Duh."

"I'm in, fucker." And she hung up.

"Well?" Kakuzu asked smugly.

"Fuck you, money-whore."

"Hey, Hidan!" Tori cried, giving him a hug. He groaned inwardly. When he'd invited Miamay for a drink, he hadn't meant invite Satori and Mikomi too. Oh, well. He'd have to deal.

"What's up, Tori?" He asked, hugging her back. You got used to Tori hugging you at random times. It was part of life.

"The sky! But seriously. Why'd you invite Miamay out?" She wiggled her eyebrows like the villain of vaudaille. He groaned inwardly.

"Because she's my friend."

"You didn't bring Kuzu-chan." So Miamay had told about 'Kuzu's nickname, too. What had she not told the Witch Twins?

"Hidan, you've grown." He looked up to see Mikomi. She was quite the scary character. Mostly her eyes were the scary things; they were all black except for the pupils and iris', which were orange. Her hair was short and black, with orange tips and bangs that were cut straght across her forehead. She loved those colors, if you couldn't tell. She was dressed in an orange tank top and a short black miniskirt with black fingerless gloves and a variety of chains hanging from the skirt that jingled at her hips.

Satori, on the other hand, had her red-and-black hair done up in a spiked ponytail on the top of her head. She had a crimson T-shirt with a black vest over it and black skinnies. Her black eyes were surrounded by black eyeliner and she had black-and-red fingerless gloves.

And Miamay… wait a second.

"Where is Miamay, anyway?" Hidan asked.

"She's hiding."

"From me?"

"From Suigetsu." Satori grinned and pointed to a shadowed figure, out of view from anyone unless you were just looking for her. He nodded his thanks and headed over to her.

"Hey, hottie." A seductive voice purred. He turned his gaze to see a girl that was most definitely drool-worthy but not what he was looking for. Redheaded with black eyes, her hair, which looked natural but that didn't tell him much, was up in a high ponytail. Her skin was a creamy… er, cream-color, and her rosy cheeks indicated that she was UTI- Under The Influence. Her clothes left almost nothing to the imagination, what with the zip-up belly shirt and the really short shorts.

"Uhm…" He racked his brains. He knew her from somewhere. Wait, this resembled the whore Miamay was telling him about, the one that stole her boyfriend… Karin! That was it.

"You're Karin, right?"

"So you know me… I wanna know you." She clutched his arm and looked up at him adoringly.

"Yeah… I gotta go." He said quickly, pushing her off and looking up.

Miamay was gone.

"Damn it." He cursed under his breath, pushing through the crowd and heading out the door. Sure enough, a figure retreated into the dark.

"Miamay! Wait up, seriously!" He called, chasing after her. She paused to let him catch up, but her expression was less than friendly.

"What do you want?" She asked warily. He looked confused.

"I invited you, duh. I wanted to at least fucking see you before you flew the coop."

"Nice metaphor."

"Thank you. Now, why'd you rush off in such a hurry?" He took her in, standing in the pale moonlight. Her crimson eyes looked wearier than ever, her purple shadows even more prominent. They practically screamed I NEED SLEEP!

She had on a button up long-sleeved white shirt and black jeans that flared at the bottom. That… that was it. Not even all her usual peircings. She didn't look at all like the other Miamay he was so used to.

"Why the hell do all men…" She broke off and stared at the ground.

"Huh?"

"All of you. You're all a sucker for big boobs. My Jashin." She growled. He looked taken aback.

"What the- you saw Karin." He understood. "Look, I didn't-"

"I mean, what's the big-ass deal?" She ranted. "They're just boobs. They feed the kids! Jashin dammit, you all act like horny puppies all the fucking time around women like Karin."

"I know. We're just like that, seriously." Hidan shrugged helplessly. "We don't fucking mean to, it's just what… I don't know."

"They can be pushed up. Or pushed together. Or bloated."

"I know."

"And they can be made to look smaller."

"Huh?"

She sighed and reached up, undoing the buttons of her shirt. She slowely revealed more pale skin… the hollow of her throat… her collarbone… her white bra…. He swallowed and his eyes, ignorant of his will, stayed riveted as she reached up and unclasped her bra.

No.

This wasn't right.

Her body's shape… it was all wrong for this.

I take it back. She is beautiful. She is. He thought, the only coherent thought in his mind at the present.

"H-how…" His breath hitched in his throat and his fingers twitched.

"Not everybody flaunts it," She said, as if she were teaching. His arms moved and began a journey upwards.

She blinked and the bra suddenly came together, squeezing, compressing, concealing.

"You don't get to touch." She said.

"I wasn't." He didn't know if this was true or not. She buttoned up her shirt and sighed.

"Men." She grumbled.

"What?"

"You're a pretty smart guy. And just now, your I.Q. dropped by about fifty percent."

"You caught me off guard." He protested.

"Riiight." She rolled her eyes and struck a pose. An off-task part of his mind noted that nothing jiggled or moved and he silently thanked Jashin for the bra designer who created it.

"You did!"

"They're just fucking boobs, for Jashin's sake!" She said again, crossing her arms.

"Well, they're…" He choked on the word enormous.

"Huge? Gargantuam? Enormous?" She filled in. She pointed at the sky and slapped on a face of mock-horror.

"HOLY JASHIN! It's Miamay's BOOBS! They're blocking out the SUN!"

"Shut up." Hidan muttered, his ears burning.

"Right. I'll fucking do that." She snapped, turning to leave.

"Wait, don't-" He reached out and grabbed her arm. Well, he meant to. He ended up grabbing her hand. She stiffened and he dropped it as if he'd been burned.

"Don't. Touch. Me." She snarled, disappearing into the night.

Three days later, and he hadn't heard from her at all. The dreams definitely continued, worse than ever now that he knew what her chest looked like- it was burned in his memory forever- and he found himself even daydreaming about her. Kakuzu was getting impatient with having to slap him out of his daydreams and enduring a barriage of cussing afterwards.

He flung a hand over his eyes and fell asleep.

"Hello, is Hidan here?" Miamay asked Kakuzu. He nodded.

"He's up in his room. Tell him I left, okay?" She nodded and he walked out as she walked in.

Stepped quietly up the stairs, she knocked on his door.

"Intrude," A husky voice murmured.

She opened the door and walked in, holding her jacket across her body tightly.

"Hidan? I wanted to-" She broke off as she saw him standing near the window, the twilight outlining his body. He turned and smirked.

"I fell asleep so quickly." He muttered, more to himself than to her.

"A-asleep?" She stammered, holding her jacket even tighter.

"Mmm-hmm." He crossed the room and looked down to her. She bit her lip and squeaked as he put his arms around her.

"Hidan?" Her voice was muffled by his shirt.

"What's the matter? You're never this shy in all the other dreams." He said. "But then, they change every night, so I guess it's to be expected."

"E-every night?" She whispered in disbelief.

"I'm boring you, aren't I? How can you bore a dream? Oh, whatever." He slipped her jacket off, revealing the tank top she had decided to wear.

Mistake. She scolded herself as she felt his warm hands on her arms. She shivered.

"Cold? I'll fix that in a minute," He chuckled as her jacket dropped to the ground. "We'll both be warm when this is over."

She swallowed.

He pulled back and looked her in the eye, leaning in and claiming her lips in a warm kiss. She jerked in surprise, but he didn't seem to notice or, if he did, care. During the kiss, his hands travled downward and he unbuckled her belt and undid her jeans. They fell to the floor, leaving her in her tanktop and underwear.

"I see you're wearing the lingerie." He smirked before kissing her hard.

Jashin… this is… not… not good? She couldn't think properly when he was so close, especially when his hands were sliding down her thighs and all over her ass.

"Come on." He murmured, breaking the kiss and leading her to the bed. She tried to resist, but he wasn't having it.

He yanked off his shirt and undid his own jeans, leaving him in his boxers. He crawled onto the bed, on top of her, and kissed her passionately, his tongue sliding in and out of her mouth as he pulled her panties down her legs. She shivered as his hand travled downward and a finger entered her, shocking the poor girl out of her senses.

"Whassa matter, huh?" He breathed, his sweet breath washing over her face as he moved in and out of her. "It'll get better, don't be so damn impatient."

She swallowed and opened her mouth to speak but suddenly found her lips very occupied.

Her body tensed and bucked as he moved faster and faster. She could feel her climax… and the he stopped… wait, stopped? No. Not cool.

She was about to snap an order at him when she felt him shimmy out of his boxers and remove her tank top. She had a feeling it was about to get better.

Hell fucking Y-E-S!! She screamed in her mind as he unclipped her bra and flung it away. His head nestled in the hollow of her throat, where he kissed her neck, nibbling and sucking on the skin. His member brushed the inside of her thigh and she gave a slight moan, causing him to chuckle.

"Mmm… I know, I have to hurry before 'Kuzu wakes me up," He murmured, lifting his head to stare into her eyes. "So I'll get on with it."

He positioned himself over her and pushed inside, earning a gasp and a whimper that deepened into a moan. He smirked.

"You like that, don't you?" He whispered in her ear. She nodded frantically and he pulled out and thrust inside, deep inside. Soon he found a steady rhythm and he rocked in and out of her. Her hips bucked in time with his thrusts and her head rose up, her lips meeting his. She savored his taste on her tongue, wishing this moment would never end.

Of course, as soon as the thought formed, she felt herself being pushed towards the edge. She knew he was close, also, because he moved faster.

With a cry of satisfaction on her lips, she was over the edge, her insides clenching. He came directly after, shooting his seed deep inside the younger girl.

Breathing hard, he pulled out of her and kissed her deeply.

"I'm surprised 'Kuzu hasn't woken me up yet." He murmured, rolling off her and moving so that he was lying flat on the bed, pulling her after him and nestling her head in the hollow of his throat.

"Mmm…" She mumbled, closing her eyes. About five seconds after, she heard his breathing even out and her eyes popped open, her breathing quickened, and her heart raced as the enormity of what had just happened crashed down on her.

What the HELL?? She screamed inwardly. How could I have let this happen? She knew the answer but refused to think it. Carefully, she removed his arms from her and pulled on her scattered articles of clothing, opening the door quietly and hurrying away.

"Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit FUCKING DAMNED SHIT!" She screamed once she was safe inside her house. Quickly, she pulled out her cell and dialed Kakuzu's number.

"Yeah?"

"Kakuzu, do not tell Hidan I was over there. Do you fucking understand?"

"What? Why?" The bewildered voice came back.

"Jashin help me, Kakuzu, if you tell him I will fucking kill you, do you understand me?" She knew she sounded hysterical, but she didn't care.

"What the hell did he do to you?" He sounded frantic.

"Nothing!" She said, too quickly.

"I'll be over in fifteen minutes." The phone went dead.

"DAMMIT KAKUZU!" She bellowed, running to the shower and stripping, jumping in and frantically scrubbing herself clean. As soon as she got dressed in a white tank top and black shorts, there was a barrage of knocks on her door.

"COMING!" She yanked open the door and Kakuzu flew in like a bat out of hell.

"Tell me what the fuck Hidan did to you, Miamay, or so help me I'll ask him!" He threatened.

"No! Don't ask him!" She pleaded.

"Then tell me!"

"Okay, okay." She relayed the basic outline. He groaned and sat down hard on her bed.

"I can't believe he was stupid enough to… holy fucking shit…" He muttered. She looked at her hands and realized she was shaking.

"Please, Kakuzu. Don't tell him."

"Why the hell not?"

"Because…" She hesitated.

"He fucking raped you and you don't want me to tell?"

"It wasn't rape!" She said, offended. "I can defend myself better than that, thank you very much!"

"…" he stared openmouth at her and she realized what she just said.

"No- I mean, not that I- shit." She cursed.

"You like him, don't you?" He cried, quoting exactly what Satori had said that one day. Her face flushed.

"No!"

"Then what? You just wanted a quick fuck?" There was a hard edge to his voice now.

"No! I'm not that much of a bitch, 'Kuzu!" She snapped. "'Sides, it would have only been my second time!"

"Wow, really?"

"Yes. Why's that surprising?" She sounded miffed.

"Er… so, how to you feel about Hidan, anyway?"

She blushed.

"I…" She was unwilling to speak the deadly words. "I do… um…" Her face was burning and she held onto her dresser for support.

"You do…" He motioned for her to continue.

"I think I might… love… him." She mumbled under her breath.

"Holy shit!" Kakuzu shouted, and she looked up to see a grin breaking out over his tattooed face.

"Wha…"

"You love Hidan!"

"Shut up, you stupid bastard! I said I think!"

"Oh, bushwa!"

"What… the hell, 'Kuzu?"

"Never mind my choice of words. Wait until I tell him!"

"NO!" She snarled, and he flinched.

"What?"

"If you fucking tell him any of this shit I will personally and very happily strangle you!"

"Okay, okay." Kakuzu backed off. "I get it."

She sighed and sat down on the floor.

"Okay… I'd better get back to make sure Hidan hasn't exploded from satisfaction." Kakuzu said dryly.

"He doesn't know."

"Huh?"

"I told you, he thought he was dreaming. And if you tell him I'll kill you."

"Right. I haven't forgotten that cheery notion." He muttered, then grinned. "But I was talking about finishing a dream for once." That said, he left, leaving the poor girl standing bewildered behind him.

I wonder… does he love her, or is it just lust? He thought as he started his car and pulled out of her driveway.

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