A/N: Should I make it even MORE graphic with other crazy violent stuff? Anything goes in this fic, baby!
Panic At The Disco's song 'Nine In The Afternoon' was blaring loudly from her radio, and its melody radiated throughout the entire apartment.
Hyuga Hinata was softly humming the song to herself as she put on a pair of kitchen mits. Bending down, she opened up the oven door and checked to see if the cupcakes were ready yet. On the table behind her laid a cutting table drenched and dripping with fresh blood, along with a large kitchen knife. Small pieces of flesh and bone were scattered about on the floor, and a bag with all of Orochi's removed hair was left by the doorway to be disposed of later.
His brain and sliced up body parts were stored in foil wrapping inside the freezer, so Hinata could help herself to it later.
'Hmm...I wonder if I added too much sugar?' Hinata thought as she slammed the oven door shut and sat down on the couch. She picked up the remote controller off the table and flipped through the channels for a while; she had never felt so bored in her life, waiting for those cupcakes to finish baking.
Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out Orochi Maru's driver's license; it said he was 47 years old and his license's renewal was today of all days. Smirking, Hinata knew that that was one of the many things poor Orochi wouldn't be able to accomplish in his recently-ended life.
'Then again, he was married to another man ten years younger than him and they had three kids...he deserved to die. He was a danger to society as we know it...' Hinata justified this to herself as she stuck the license back into her pockets and went back to check the cupcakes again. This time, they were finally done. Hinata took out the cupcakes, turned off the oven, and decided to let them cool for a while.
Suddenly, there was knock on the door. Quickly hiding away her blood-stained 'I KILLED THE COOK' apron, Hinata ran over and opened the door. A man in a police uniform was standing in the doorway, and he had a horribly disfigured face. Looking closely, Hinata realized it was actually just a crude mask...made out of someone's face.
Hinata giggled and exclaimed, "Ah, I thought I recognized that rotting old face underneath that mask of yours...Neji-itoko."
Grunting, the man stepped inside and removed the mask, revealing his true face; he was a handsome young man in his late 30s with long black hair and a bit of a stubble. His name was Hyuga Neji, and he was not only Hinata's close cousin and friend, but also her inspiration of her mad ways. Neji had committed many vicious murders in his complicated past, but only once had he ever been caught and arrested...and that was due to him being a necrophiliac.
He sniffed the air for a moment, and then remarked, "Hey...you made cupcakes just for me. Thanks, Hinata-chan."
"I didn't make them for you, Neji-itoko."
Taking out a pistol from his coat pocket, Neji pointed it at Hinata's head and hissed, "YES. YOU. DID."
Sighing, Hinata offered Neji to help himself. Grabbing one of the first cupcakes on the rack, Neji sat down on the couch and immediately made himself comfortable. Hinata took a seat next to him, and they were both silent for a moment, the only sounds being the music and Neji's loud munching.
Suddenly...
"UGH!"
Neji cringed when he realized a strange murky white liquid was dripping out of the cupcake's core. Turning to his cousin, he asked, "Uh...what the hell did you put in these? This ain't what I think I'm tasting, is it? Cum? I hope it is..."
Hinata shook her head. "It's an eyeball. I guess it melted."
Neji had a disgusted look on his face. He stared at Hinata, then at the cupcake, then at Hinata again. Then, he just shrugged and took another bite.
"Hmm...pretty damn good..." Neji mumbled as he tossed the rest of the cupcake into his mouth.
"So, Neji-itoko," Hinata asked once Neji was willing to listen, "I guess the FBI caught onto your whole 'surgeon's assistant' facade, huh?"
Neji let out a heavy sigh, and he suddenly looked wizened beyond his years. He scratched the back of his head as he tried to think of the right words to say. Hinata loved watching her cousin become nervous; it made him seem so childish and cute in her eyes.
"Yeah, they arrested me while I was busy fucking some old biddy's corpse. I spent a few years in jail, no one visited me, and then I was let go for good behavior. And, the first thing I did, was kill the two guards escorting me and use their faces to make my disguise. I disposed of their bodies in a river, and burned all my clothes and took theirs." Neji explained, holding up the leathery-looking "mask" in his greasy hands.
"You weren't careful enough; that's why you got caught." Hinata said as she stood up. Walking ever so daintly, she headed back into the kitchen to help herself to one of the cupcakes as well.
"So...judging from the eyeball in the cupcake, I guess you've been enjoying yourself a bit too much lately, Hinata-chan. Didn't think you'd become a killer like me..." Neji called to her from the living room as Hinata stuffed three cupcakes in her mouth at once.
"My whole life had been one big fuckin' mess since day one! I have every right to let off some steam, even if it does just make me angrier."
"All those disappearances and violent murders...you were responsible for them?"
Hinata beamed proudly and replied, "Yup! Every one of them! I even ate most of my victims, too!"
Neji shook his head in disbelief. "Color me impressed."
Silence befalling them again, Neji just sat still and pondered things over in his mind.
Then, an idea came to him. "So...wanna team up?" he asked.
This offer caught Hinata's attention, and she stormed back into the living room and stared at Neji for a while. She hated the idea of having to work with someone else, especially since Yuko Nadashia had failed to kill Naruto herself, as her orders stated.
Obviously, Neji had no idea of the true madness that was Hyuga Hinata.
"No need for the evil eye, Hinata. Save it for the 'customers'...heh heh..." Neji said jokingly. Somehow, he now had an open beer can in his hands. He took a small sip and then belched, and he didn't even say "excuse me".
"When you say 'team up', you mean...?"
"You know, kill people together and all that. After we mutilate 'em, I get to fuck the female corpses and you can help yourself to the brains and whatnot! How about it?"
Hinata thought about it; she liked the idea, especially because if the need ever arose, she could pin all the blame on Neji. Plus, she'd be able to kill more people now in shorter amounts of time with such an experienced murderer like Neji on her side.
Taking his hands within her own, she smiled widely and replied, "Yes, Neji-itoko. I'd love to work together with you."
Neji returned the smile; when the time was right, he planned on possibly betraying Hinata as well.
And so, the dangerous two-man team from hell was born...