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Tobi is Tobi
There was blood and gore everywhere. It was on the floors, in between the floor boards, and in puddles near and on lumps of flesh that were in random parts of a hall or bedroom. The deep, dark, almost black life substance was also on the walls, slowly sliding down at an angle, toward the floor to join the rest. On the ceiling, it was dripping, a sound that vibrated down the nearly silent halls eerily that would cause madness to most, the sound of dripping constantly trickling in your ears slowly getting louder the harder or longer you listened. Adult looking bodies littered the halls of the large mansion; some of the bodies were even still in their beds, as everyone was killed during the night.
The mansion had three levels, the first floor held a large living room, and a ball room. The second story had a kitchen fit for an emperor's chef and followers, the second floor also held a dining room that could fit at least two hundred people. The last and third level had all of the rooms, with twisting halls with the Japanese traditionally made doors and floors. The mansion was mostly used for parties, which was owned by a rich couple. The couple had parties every two months, only people over twenty were even aloud to come, since the gathering were traditional and very proper, that didn't want children running around. There were nearly three hundred rooms for the guests if they stayed the night, which they usually did, or just to relax for a while then head home.
A male figure could be seen walking one of the recently bloodied halls on the third floor with a large malevolent grin on his face. His snowy-white hair was slicked back, but a few daring strands lay on his forehead almost lazily, making his already pale skin look to be even paler, which was coated with dark, drying blood. His purple, almost pink eyes seemed to glow with sadism, sick glee mixed with sinful intent. The figure wore a light azure male kimono, with a the simple design of small shapes that were colored a darker blue, though it was completely ruined by the blood that coated the kimono, and his bare feet were also covered with the dark-red liquid, making strange squishing sounds. In his right hand he idly swung a large three bladed scythe in circles between his fingers; the scythe was lightly smeared with the blood of his victims.
Hidan laughed loudly, the sound vibrating off of the walls of the mansion as he stepped on and around the dead. He had not had this much freedom since he had joined Akatsuki, Pein-sama, the fucking heathen, wouldn't let him sacrifice for his Jashin-sama whenever he wanted to. Hidan's grin faltered somewhat at the thought before it once again widened, appearing to nearly split his face in two as he looked around him at the bodies and gore. And he was alone! No Kakuzu-asshole/Money Grubber to intervene!
Hidan paused mid-step for a moment in confusion as he felt a small amount of, even for a civilian, chakra coming from a room a few steps away. How did I miss one? Hidan smirked, Ah, well all the more to sacrifice!
Hidan walked with a sort of happy note hummed from his lips, vibrating his throat, until he neared the door to the room. He grinned wildly when he felt the small amount of charka spike in terror.
Sliding open the expensively traditional, nice looking door harshly, he was about to swing his three bladed treasure forward and into the body to listen to the music of it hitting flesh, and hear the scream of his victim, but stopped when he saw a small female child.
He blinked in confusion and stared at the cowering child who appeared to be no more than six, with a shock of platinum blonde, curly hair that went around her almost as a cloak to her bent form. Her round and childish face full of innocence; her cheeks a normal rosy color, her naturally wide deer-caught-in-head-lights chocolate brown eyes stared up at him in fear and slight curiosity, with her lightly blonde eyebrows raised.
He stared down at the shivering form of the girl with plain curiosity on his face. Where the hell did she come from? There shouldn't be any fucking children here.
Hidan sighed, before lifting the scythe to cut the girl down, but paused once again when he saw her look up at him with even wider chocolate brown eyes, tears nearly falling from the corners and with her pink bottom lip trembling. He stiffened at the adorable look, and swallowed thickly from the lump forming in his throat.
Damn it all…
He sighed before placing his scythe to his side where he usually hooked it to when he wasn't using it before he swiftly bent down at the waist to scoop up the girl by her under arms, ignoring her squeak of shock as she unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck, and into his arms in an awkward hold.
"Girl, tell me your name," he commanded, staring blankly at the child, who continued to give him a curious look the whole time, the fear slowly diminishing.
"Riku Samachi," she whispered quietly, her voice trembling, but sounding clearer than a normal six year old.
He narrowed his eyes slightly in suspicion, "Riku, how old are you? And don't fucking lie to me."
Riku trembled in his hold from the threat, her small fingers gripping tightly onto his kimono, before she nodded slightly, "I'm eight years old, mister."
Hidan scowled to cover his slightly surprise from her age, "Don't fucking call me mister. The names Hidan, little bitch."
Riku grimaced at him lightly, "That's a mean name, Hidan-kun!"
Hidan snorted, "No shit, bitch."
The small female growled at him, her small lightly blonde eyebrows coming together showing her anger, shocking Hidan slightly, "My name is Riku."
He blinked, before grinning at her, "You're a fiery little bitch aren't you?"
Riku huffed, removing her arms from around his neck to cross them below her chest in annoyance. She then blinked up at him with interest, "Is everyone dead?"
Hidan stared at the small girl in his arms blankly from her blunt question, before laughing loudly, his whole body shaking with mirth, while Riku looked startled by the outburst. "Oh, I'm keeping you. Fuck Pein, and the Akatsuki, your entertaining."
"Akatsuki?"
"The organization I'm in, it's full of pussies."
"Oh." Riku was silent a moment, before looking at him with a serious expression, "What's a… pussy?"
Hidan snorted, "I'll tell you when you're older… or some shit like that."
Riku blinked up at him staring into his purplish pink eyes with an amount of curiosity that would rival a cat as Hidan started to walk out of the room and down the bloody halls with Riku still in his arms. Surprisingly the girl wasn't really affected by it, she merely grimaced lightly. Hidan grinned widely. Oh yes, she is definitely interesting.
Soon enough they were out the door of the mansion, and out into the lightly forested area that surrounded the mansion, save for a few paths here and there for civilians.
Hidan walked all the way up until he was nearly a few feet away from one of the largest of the trees, before jumping into the air quickly, causing the girl, Riku, in his arms to squeal and clench onto his kimono firmly, as Hidan landed softly onto one of the wide branches of the tree, his bare feet not making a sound and his bloody kimono billowing softly behind him. He smirked at Riku's reaction before he flew forward with a slight amount of chakra and a push from his legs, the muscles bunching and rippling lightly. The trees soon become a slight blur, the small girl's platinum hair flying behind them from the fast pace, her eyes wide in delight, while she yelped in excitement every time they landed on another branch. Hidan was greatly amused.
Hidan slowed down considerably when he felt a familiar chakra speeding his way a half an hour later. He scowled to himself when he realized who it was after a moment, and sighed loudly. Riku looked at him curiously, but didn't say anything, but gasped quietly when a fully cloaked figure, with an orange swirly mask came to Hidan's right side.
"Hi, Hidan-senpai! Tobi's here!" Tobi shouted piercingly, while clapping his hands excitedly. "Who's the pretty little girl?"
Riku glared at him from her position in Hidan's arms, "I'm not little! I'm eight."
Tobi giggled, to which Hidan responded with a disgusted look. "Tobi, what the fuck do you want?"
"Tobi is here to say that Leader-sama wants to talk to you, Hidan-senpai!"
Hidan sighed in annoyance, cursing under his breath, and then glanced at the girl in his arms, who looked up at him inquiringly with her large chocolate brown eyes. Her round childish face was close to his chin, and her platinum blonde hair surrounding her face, tickling his neck. He would have to turn her into a worshipper of Jashin-sama later then.
Looking around him, he blinked in confusion when he noted that Tobi was nowhere to be seen. He frowned a bit, before snorting; at least the idiot of Akatsuki wasn't bothering him anymore.
"Riku," he said suddenly, the girl was still looking at him, but he felt the need to say her name anyway. "I'm dropping you off at a village for a little while. I'll come back to pick you up later, when I'm done."
She blinked up at him a moment before pouting slightly, "You're just going to leave me at some village? Why come back?"
Hidan snorted in amusement, "' Cause I'm fucking converting you to Jashinism. I'll teach you all about Jashin-sama when I get back. And why fucking not, bitch? You're interesting."
"Ehhhhh…?"
I hope you don't think Hidan was ooc...
By the way, I made an Itachi/Kisame fluffy one-shot, would you please read it? I would really appreciate it!I mean unless you don't like that kind of thing!
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