Ok, yea I know, it took awhile...but in my defense I didn't do it on purpose! I broke up with my bf, signed up for a bowling league, started practice for a play, started school...ok I'm sorry, I have no excuse.
Disclaimer: The usual
3 weeks later
Christmas and New Years had flown by. Partying and drinking with friends was the best way to start the year in Hidan's opinion.
"Welcome to Haruno Books!" a cheery pink-haired girl greeted as two men strolled in the door.
The shorter man quickly abandoned his friend, running to the far end of the store, the other stopping to look around before he spotted a display he might be interested in.
Walking over to the best sellers Hidan scoffed, they were all romance novels and lifestyle books. One book, however, caught his eye and not because he wished to read it. The albino frowned at the self-aggrandizing picture on the front of the book.
It was Kakuzu Hoku sitting on a large, red, royalty-like chair in a pinstripe suit, not unlike the one Hidan had seen him in before, with a crimson red tie that matched the throne he sat on. In his hand was a glass full of, what Hidan presumed to be, an expensive wine. The book was simply titled 'North'.
"What a total asshole." he mused aloud.
"Just like you." Hidan about jumped out of his skin, who the hell sneaks up on people like that?
"What the fuck are you doing here?" the albino asked, livid. The man beside him chuckled.
"I don't know, perhaps I'm here to purchase a book?" The man's tone was once again arrogant, as if he thought himself extra clever for pointing out the obvious.
"Then why the hell are you talking to me?" such hostility was credited to the pure embarrassment he had felt when this man had dragged him into that conference room. All those geezers giving him disapproving, holier-than-thou looks. Some even laughed at his predicament. Unforgivable.
"I am simply observing. Itachi seemed quite determined that you model his latest designs." He said whilst looking the younger man over. The albino stood motionless, wary of the strange man in front of him.
"You only need to look once to see how fucking amazing I am." Hidan stated, nose pointed toward the sky. Kakuzu scoffed and roughly grabbed the pale man's chin. Hidan flinched but didn't back away. After tilting the model's head all over the place as he feigned interest Kakuzu finally decided on saying:
"You don't look like anything special to me." His voice was bored but held a judgmental undertone. A scowl formed on the albino's face.
"Then you can't see worth shit." Hidan said proudly. The older man smirked as he withdrew his hand.
The CEO simply chuckled and moved towards the registers on the other side of the store, he really had come to get a book. Hidan was boiling and made a move to go after him but was stopped by an overly happy voice.
"Hidan, un! Guess what I found?" Deidara beamed, a book clutched to his chest. Hidan rolled his eyes, what horrible timing.
"...What?" He asked, uninterested, as he watched Mr. Hoku exit the store.
"The Do-it-Yourself Gunpowder Cookbook, un!" A concerned look manifested itself on Hidan's face. Why the hell would they sell something like that?
"Uh...Dei-"
"Looks like you found a book too, un! What's it about?" Hidan could swear he saw the blonde's eyes sparkle. This was the exact reason he didn't come to the book store with his best friend, he didn't want to know what kind of crazy ass things the blonde can learn to do from books...like make gunpowder.
"Che, I don't want this shit, seriously." The albino huffed, quickly discarding the book, leaving behind his confused friend as he stormed out of the bookstore.
Deidara grabbed the book Hidan had left behind to examine the cover, feeling a smile crawl across his features as he saw Kakuzu Hoku.
Naturally he assumed Hidan had become too embarrassed to buy the book once he had shown up, the albino is stubborn like that, then he, thinking of it as a good deed, bought it for the model.
After leaving Deidara at the book store Hidan had decided to visit his favorite place:
The liquor store~!
Having acquired the desired amount of beer, he headed home to consume it.
Hidan walked in the door to Amegakure Apartments, once again appreciating how fucking awesome heaters are.
Having gotten his mail he moved out of the lobby, onto the elevator, and into his room letting himself flop onto the couch with a soft 'thud'.
"Ah...Junk...junk...more shit..." he groaned whilst flipping through his mail, until he got to a package. Hidan immediately recognized the handwriting.
Deidara.
"Let's see..." He unceremoniously tore the package open to find himself thinking:
"Why the flying fuck...did he send me this?" Honsetly, just staring at the book was starting to piss him off, but for some reason he felt compelled to open the front cover.
His eyes traveled the page scanning a few author's notes and finally came to the dedication, he found it particularly pointless.
To those who betrayed me, to those who changed me, and to those who didn't believe I could make it.
When one writes a dedication don't they usually...thank someone? If Hidan had cared he might have found it interesting but instead he decided he didn't give a fuck and ended up tossing the book aside, deciding it was more productive to attend to his beer.
Okey dokey, this chapter was purely a set-up for a future chappy, but that's ok...right? cuz that means I'm 'planning ahead' something I rarely ever do when it comes to writing soooooooo you should clearly be proud of me!
Oh and on another note the gunpowder cookbook is totally a real thing! XD and Kuzu's book is titled 'North' because as you know (or should know since I talked about it before..) his Akatsuki ring says 'Hoku' which can be translated to 'North', which I thought fit perfectly since Kakuzu fancies being on top of the social ladder money-wise, thus he would be at the top or 'North' end of the ladder...get it? yeaaaaa.
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