Deidara's eyes narrowed as Hidan took the mike from Kiba without a word. "Kisame, un."
"What is it now, Dei?" Kisame grumbled as Shikamaru whined, trying to escape the small table.
"Something is wrong with Hidan, un. He didn't say a word to me or Kiba about our songs," Deidara hissed. "Kiba agrees, right, un?" he asked the brunette as he approached the table.
"I agree with what now?"
Deidara sighed. "Something. Is. Wrong. With. Hidan. Un," he said slowly.
Kiba frowned, scrunching up his nose. The could hear the soft noise of Hidan selecting what song he wanted. "Yeah, he does seem kinda....off."
There was a TV in the corner of the room, displaying the words to the song he was now singing. Unlike Deidara and Kiba, Hidan actually needed to see the screen. His song was one he had never known the words to.
"There isn't something wrong with Hidan," Kisame groaned, leaning back in his seat. "Jesus, Dei."
"Well, what will you say if he sings a song by a band we know he hates, un?" Deidara asked, Kiba nodding besides him.
Kisame shut his eyes. "If he sings something by Hannah Montana, Brittany Spears, or Linkin Park, I will agree that something is wrong?"
"Hidan doesn't like Linkin Park?" Kiba's face was a mask of horror.
Deidara grinned cheekily at him. "Says it's too repeated and all sounds the same, un."
The brunette's eyes narrowed. "And I thought he had good taste in music," he huffed.
"Shut up, Kiba, he's starting," Shikamaru warned, sitting up straight.
"Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again...."
Kisame's eyes widened. "Breaking the Habit...?" he asked weakly.
Slowly, Deidara nodded. "The Linkin Park song he hates the most, un," he murmured.
"And why does he hate it?" Kiba cut in. "It's a great song, seriously!"
"It's because it's so popular," Shikamaru explained wearily. "He hates anything or anyone who's well known, or at least widely liked.
"You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again..."
"Strange choice of song," Sasori commented off hand. Itachi tapped the red head on the arm, and Sasori turned to face his friend. "What?"
You know, you could use this as a chance to close to Iwa there, Itachi's pen said, neat handwriting curling across the page.
"Huh?"
Go and tell him he has a good voice. He does, doesn't he?
Sasori stared at him. Kakuzu poked him in the side, and the red head yelped, drawing strange looks from surrounding people.
"I'll go with you," Kakuzu grinned. "Seeing how you're so scared."
Sasori glared at him. "Am not."
"Then you'll come to talk to them with me after this song's over."
Sasori was silent for a second. "Fine."
"I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused..."
This song fit him. Fit him like a glove. No, better than that. His hands were too long and delicate for any glove to truly fit him.
He wasn't fighting by this point. His dad was going to sell him, and he was going to take it without a word.
Not fighting it though...that one decision hurt.
Not fighting was more painful than bleeding.
"I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight..."
Kakuzu studied the albino on stage as Itachi and Sasori kept their eyes on the Jashinist's friends, sitting halfway across the room.
Hidan's face was blank, until he got to the part saying that he had no idea what he was fighting for.
Something crossed his face, but it was so brief, Kakuzu wasn't sure he'd seen it.
His eyes had shown fear.
"Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again..."
There aren't any cures left for anything life threatening, he mused as the song continued. If there was, people won't die of cancer. People wouldn't die in shipwrecks.
If there was a cure for something, for everything, surely he wouldn't be up here, singing this?
"I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again..."
"There is something wrong with him," Kisame breathed.
"So you finally believe me, un," the blonde griped, leaning back in his seat. "How long did I spend trying to convince you otherwise?"
"The room's gone quiet..." Shikamaru muttered absently. Glancing around, Deidara could see it was true. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the albino, singing away.
"They're staring at him, un..." the blonde muttered. "Hidan won't like that one bit."
"I don't think he cares right now," Kisame pointed out. "I wonder why he picked this song?" the shark continued.
Silence for a moment.
"Because he's trying to tell us something," Shikamaru whispered after a moment.
"I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused..."
He looks confused, Itachi's pen said. Kakuzu raised an eyebrow at the words written on th e snow white paper.
"How so?"
Because. Look at his eyes. Something's happening to him, just like...with me.... the words trailed off, and the weasel looked away.
"He does look lost," Sasori commented. "Like he's not sure what he's doing anymore."
Is anyone ever sure of what they're doing? Itachi asked softly.
Kakuzu couldn't think of an answer for that.
"I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight..."
His eyes were half closed. The room looked hazy, more dream like.
He didn't want to wake up. Reality could burn in the fiery pits of hell for all he cared. Humans could be strung from trees, inners hanging from the branches, but it didn't matter.
So long as he never woke up.
"I'll paint it on the walls
'Cause I'm the one at fault
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends..."
"What do you mean, he's telling us something?" Kiba asked, wide eyed. "He's just singing."
Shikamaru rolled his eyes. "Yeah. He's singing a song he hates. Do you have any idea what this song is about, dog boy?"
"No..." Kiba said slowly. Deidara groaned and buried his face in his hands.
"It's about giving up hope, un. About not fighting anymore," the blonde began wearily. "It's about not working for goals, un."
"You sound like such a sentimental sop," Kisame informed Deidara. Blue eyes met gold.
"Thank you. Very much, un."
"I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
But now I have some clarity
to show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight..."
The room burst into applause as the music faded, and Hidan smiled weakly before walking off the stage. Two giggling girls took his place, and Avril Lavigine's "S8ter Boi" started up.
"Come on, we're going to go talk to them," Kakuzu hissed to Sasori, grabbing his arm and dragging him to the other table, Itachi silently following.
Author's Comments: Hidan's Song is 'Breaking the habit' by Linkin Park.
I HAD SUCH A EVIL TIME PICKING HIDAN'S SONG.
SO first I was going to use the song "Kelsey" and I have no idea who's it by, but it's a good song.
Then I was going to use "Memories" by Eversense or something (actually, it's from Within Temptation), but that didn't work, either.
Then I tried a Christmas song (I don't know...) and of course, no.
SO then I asked Onii-chan if she thought I should use Concrete Angel by Matrina BcBride or Breaking the Habit, and she prefered Breaking.
So I'm done now, with this part at least. Dinner time...