Boredom struck him like a critical hit and made him lay flat on the floor right next to the Lord, who had been motionlessly staring at the sky for what seemed like forever to him.
What the heck was so fucking interesting up there? Hidan had no clue at all. At first, he wanted to figure it out: he watched his God for quite some time, then laid down beside him and looked for what He might have spotted there.
Hidan saw-…well, fucking nothing! Even if he squinted very hard, there wasn't anything up there in the big blue but shitty ordinary clouds. Soon he really got fed up with the damn boring dull sight and doing absolutely nothing. So why wasn't Lord Shikamaru bored at all? How could He be laying there for hours and hours as if He was dead meat and look like He actually… enjoyed it!
Hidan figured, it had to be some sort of divine stuff, ordinary human beings wouldn't comprehend ever in a damn billion of years, even if they tried…some spiritual things or meditation or holy rites or whatever. However, he understood the importance of this divine act, so he decided to just watch and not to distract his God during the ceremony.
Actually, Hidan's good intentions were then undermined rapidly, when he couldn't stand the great boredom, that came along with having fucking nothing to do, anymore. He knew, he shouldn't be ungrateful for the Lord spending some precious time with him and blessing him with his presence. But this was sheer torture! Rolling and shifting ceaselessly from one side to the other, he started to feel really itchy to do something, anything! How desperate he then had become for some action, he only recognized when fidgeting so hard, he almost fell off of the porch.
However, Hidan didn't know, when he imprudently blurted it out, that single question would cause an even grater nemesis for him during the following hours…
