Ehhh...not crazy about this chapter...I wrote it out two completely different ways so if I don't get great feedback from this then i'll probably which it out for the other chapter. This is just highlighting Tegan's fault that has to improve in order for her to improve. Tailed Beast hunting comes soon ;)

Also Hidan's mouth is bad during this chapter! :o You've been warned :)

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"You would have failed anyway..." Kisame said slowly squatting down until he was eye level with Tegan. She was standing on her hands, sweat dripping off her forehead onto the rock below. Her teeth were gritted and her arms shook in exhaustion. "Down." He continued. Tegan bent her arms, lowering her body until her head touched the rock. She trembled for several moments there. "Up." She pushed her body back up, her body wobbled from the perfect straight line it had been standing in. Her leg bent toward her head trying to counter balance.

"Stay straight." Kakuzu grunted sternly.

All the Akatsuki members were circled around her outside of the compound, except for Pain and Konan, who were up in Pain's office. Zetsu and Tobi were also missing from this punishment, they had an intelligence mission. Pain had given only given Tegan the time it took Konan and Kakuzu to treat her and stitch her up, to recover. Once they were finished he had abruptly woken her up and ordered the rest of the Akatsuki members to carry out a suitable punishment. So they had all circled around her, ordering her to do different exercises until her body quit. This had been going on for 5 hours now.

Tegan focused hard on the rock below, forcing her core to regain balance and stay straight. Each of those tiny cuts covering her arm and abdomen needed at least two stitches or more each. Every movement pulled at the stitches. Tegan had also broken two ribs being thrown into the cave wall by Pain. Konan had taped her side to stabilize her ribs but each breath made her side ache. Kisame waited until she was straight until he finished his thought. "Mangetsu and Chujuro have been promoted to protect the Mizukage. If you would have shown your face in that match they would have blown your cover."

"I'm a no-one to the Mist," she grunted. "Decim erased all files of me. Including any files the ANBU had."

"Mangetsu would have acted recklessly. Those two idiots are both soft but they wouldn't have let you get away. Down."

Again she lowered down the pain radiating in her arm.

"Who's Mangetsu? Your little shithead boyfriend?" Hidan asked from the rock he was settled on. He was getting bored with this punishment game.

"No!" Tegan growled, then her gaze that had been fixed on the ground below her to help keep her balance, moved up to look at Kisame. "I'm stronger than Mangetsu. I beat him in every fight in the foundation."

"Up. That's been awhile, he may be stronger now. And Chujuro?"

"Chujuro inherited Hiramekarei when I left. I have never seen him use it in battle. But he wouldn't attack without the Mizukage's orders. He's loyal to her." She wobbled again.

A thin long needle flew past Tegan's wobbly body. The needle barley grazed Tegan's bare torso and then clanged to the ground. She was still wearing her ripped black leotard and shorts. Sasori rolled his eyes. "Stay straight. That one had poison and I missed on purpose. Mess up again and I won't miss."

Tegan ground her teeth.

Kisame stood straight crossing his arms over his chest. "You're going to let that soft brat pass you up just because he has Hiramekarei?"

Annoyed Tegan shook her head furiously. Her body was giving out and she was mad at herself for this failed mission. She hated that she was so weak. The number one rule in battle was to keep emotions in check. Any flicker could be taken as weakness. Her emotions were her biggest weakness. That haunting contact controlled her mind and made it paralyzing.

Also the idea that her old best friends had been so close to her and if she hadn't messed up and let her guard down, she still wouldn't have been able to see her best friends. Tegan knew they couldn't be her friend anymore. Even with her being a ghost to the Hidden Mist, in the end she was still a traitor. She abandoned the Mist just like Kisame had. The two of them possessed jutsu secret to the Mist, just like every other village. These jutsu's were sacred to the Mist and they sought to protect it. Mangetsu and Chujuro would just be following orders to protect the Mist if they had seen her. They would have killed her.

"I can beat Chujuro..." Tegan panted, though she didn't know if it were true or not. So far she had never been able to beat any of the full-fledged seven swordsmen, like Chujuro had now become.

"You were scared when it came to fighting Gaara," Itachi mused. "As blood thirsty as he is, he's younger and less experienced than Chujuro."

Tegan didn't respond.

Deidara could see the stitches in her arm pulling, a few had opened and were beginning to bleed. "Shift to one hand, put the other arm behind your back and stay straight, un."

Tegan shifted to her good arm but again became unbalanced. Kakuzu's rope like arm darted out like a whip, slapping the girl's hand that was behind her back. She gasped at the sudden sting to her and lost complete balance. Her body toppled over onto the stone, her head cracking the rock for the second time that day. Once on the ground through blurry eyes she could see all the Akatsuki members standing above her. She tried to push the blackness that was creeping over her vision back but failed. Her body was finished. Kisame grumbled to himself leaning over to put the girl on his shoulder.

Itachi looked to Hidan with a blank expression. "You know what Leader-sama wants you to do, right?"

Hidan growled and looked at Itachi sideways. "Yeah, yeah. But I don't see why I'm the motherfucker to do it. Why can't her precious Deidara-chan do it?" He asked in a mocking tone towards Deidara.

Deidara stiffened and glared at Hidan. "Why does anyone have to do it?" He snapped. "We just put her through the ringer. Why do we have to do that?"

"It's going to train her mind to be tougher-" Itachi mused.

"Or scar her worse." Sasori mumbled.

No one felt comfortable carrying this out. It all made them feel sick. Itachi had seen the fit she had taken, he believed there was no way that she could overcome it. But Pain had insisted that the only way to overcome it was to experience it and use her will power to overcome it.

"But why the fuck me?" Hidan spat in disgust.

"Because you're a sadist and she's scared if you." Sasori's brown eyes blinked innocently. The expression on his face never changing. But Hidan got the stab. Sasori enjoyed picking on Hidan and Deidara the most. Before Tegan came along they were the brats of the Akatsuki.

Hidan growled out a stream of curses then stood up. "I'm not a sadist like this!" He stomped over to Kisame.

Besides Deidara, Kisame disagreed the most with this plan. He knew it wouldn't work, he had watched the kid grow up, and this would only make it worse. Kisame would rather train the girl into unconsciousness everyday then let this continue. But he supposed he had no choice. Kisame shifted Tegan's limp body onto Hidan's shoulder.

Hidan stomped off like a pouty child back into the compound. "Make me deal with the phyco bitch...fuck this..."

Deidara went cold.

Hidan sat in the chair besides Tegan's bedside, rocking back onto the hind legs, his feet propped up on her nightstand. His fingers weaved together behind his head creating a headrest. The brat was asleep but she wouldn't be for much longer.

Hidan never liked the idea of shirts they were in the way to much during battles. But now he wished he had thrown one on. He wasn't embarrassed to be seen shirtless. As long as he could remember he was shirtless. Running around in his shitty little village as a brat he was shirtless chasing cats, pestering girls or getting into fights with other boys. The girl was used to seeing him shirtless and that didn't seem to bother her.

In the back of his mind he remembered those wide eyes that looked at him during his moment of weakness after dealing with the collection officer. He had only acted out of instinct and what he did, he thought was harmless. But those wide blue eyes were filled with fear. It was apparent to anyone. He didn't want to do this for the first time something made him feel sick. The silver haired ninja wasn't going to actually do anything to her. In the end he wasn't even really going to hurt her. But it would scare her. From listening to Itachi and Kisame talk about her fit, this was going to scare her a lot.

Tegan was beginning to stir in her small bed and Hidan quickly pulled himself together. When she woke up, she didn't see him at first. Her blue eyes cracked open and her head rolled to look out the dark window. The moonlight was the only thing lighting up the room. Hidan was hidden perfectly in the shadows with his chair leaned back. Finally after a moment she whimpered as she pushed herself up to a seat, still staring at the window. Her eyes were full of thought.

"Well, well, well, sleeping beauty is awake," Hidan chuckled darkly and set his chair back on all four legs, leaning forward so that he was now see in the moonlight.

Tegan's head whipped around immediately in the defensive. "H-Hidan? What are you-"

"You really fucked up, girl... Leader-Sama is still pretty pissed." He stood up from his chair and in a flash was sitting on the side of her bed, his face just inches from her. He grinned wickedly. "Your punishment isn't over yet, little girl..." he lifted a hand to caresses her face.

Tegan automatically swatted his hand away. "Get out of here!" She growled, her other arm lifting to hit him but he snatched it and using the entire weight of his body he pushed her back down onto the bed so that he was on-top of her. When he brought her to bed he didn't bother changing her out of those torn clothes. This was already more than he bargained for. He snatched the thin blanket and tossed it to the floor. His bare chest was pressed against her small frame. The bed squeaked as his weight settled on her. She fought him wildly and each movement was becoming more panicked and poorly executed.

One hand snatched up her wrists pinning them above her head. His other hand traced her side resting on her waist.

"Hidan, stop!" She shouted, tears were starting to water in her eyes. Her back arched trying to throw him off.

There was a number of attacks or jutsu's she could use right now to throw him off. But her mind was in a full panic, she wasn't thinking properly. Fear was paralyzing her more every moment that passed. Finally after useless thrashing underneath him, her partner started to separate. He moved his knee trapping the shadow partner to the bed.

Hidan cursed and covered her mouth when she started to scream. "Shut up, you idiot! I'm not going to fucking hurt you. Call your partner back." He growled.

"Get! Off!" Her scream was muffled from underneath his hand.

"Not until you chill out, stupid!" Tears were rolling down her cheeks, she didn't believe him. Her breathing was ragged. "I'm fucking serious, brat, this is a test from Leader-sama as part of your punishment. Get used to contact. In a fight if you get pinned down you better suck it up and keep fighting. You go phyco like this you die."

She blinked several times clearing her eyes of the tears and her struggling slowed. Finally Hidan slowly removed his hand so the Tegan could breathe.

Though she had calmed down some, she still shook like a leaf and looked like she was going to lose it at any minute. Her sad eyes looked up at him, his body was still pressed to hers. Anger flickered in her eyes but it wasn't convincing. "Get off, Hidan." Her threat was less than convincing. If she was going to get any better at this then she would need a lot more practice.

Smirking superiority, Hidan sat up and ran his hand through his slicked back hair. "I'm not saying you passed, girl. So you better start thinking about what I said." He rolled off of her leaving her lying flat on the bed breathing heavily. He stomped off to the hallway slamming the door on his way out.

In the hall Deidara was leaning up against the hallway wall his arms crossed over his chest, and his head bent low trying to control his own feelings. He had been waiting there since Hidan took Tegan to her room. He had heard the whole thing.

Hidan scoffed and chuckled darkly once. "Don't worry, Deidara-chan-" he teased. "She's fucking fine."

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