You know...another thing I noticed in my stories is that I put songs near the end of them. Sigh, I just love music so damn much. Anyway, the chapter you've all been waiting for! Someone's gonna get beat up~ And I'm sure you all know who. If you don't...Facepalm, I'm not even gonna bother...onward to the beat down! May it be as gory as possible. Mwahahaha. ...Keep in mind that I'm writing this at 4:44 a.m. and it might not be so good, and I'm feeling more insane than ever.

"I felt my heart crack in two as the lyrics rang in my head...is...is this what I'd feel like...? When Hidan would be gone? My heart and stomach were in pain, in humongous pain, like someone had burned them from the insides and healed it just to stab it over and over again, then heal that part just to slowly rip its flesh apart. My knees wobbled from nervousness and I suddenly felt nauseous. Then a thought popped in my mind: The time machine was almost done! Without a word, I pushed through the crowds using my elbows. I heard the faint screams of my three friends screaming my name but I didn't dare look back. I only had one thing in mind, the same thing that had been on my mind ever since it arrived in my life: Hidan."

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Hidan

I glanced at the clock on one of the skyscrapers near the street I was running on: 7:13 p.m. Had I really lost my touch in my speed all these years? I shook my head, I was getting distracted so pushing random thoughts aside, I ran as fast as I could to the edge of town with only one thought in mind: maiming Tomiichi. I was so absorbed and pleased with the thought that I didn't notice I was at the destination until I almost crashed straight into the faded brick wall. Stepping away from it, I turned myself away from it, only to see that Tomiichi was nowhere to be seen. Maybe I was early. I leaned against the wall for support, apparently bored with waiting. Stuffing my hands, except for my thumbs, into my jean pockets, I wondered how Akane's doing...

An echoing footstep rudely interrupted my thoughts. I glared at the brown leather shoes, then moved my glare upwards to the person wearing them. Tomiichi smirked.

"So, didn't chicken out? I'm surprised."

I sneered. "Me? Chicken out on the chance of beatin' you shitless? Not a chance bitch."

He rolled his eyes. "Not like you could."

Now it was my turn to smirk. I stepped away from the wall, though my hands were still stuffed into my jean pockets.

Taking a step forward, I asked, "Wanna prove me wrong?"

"Gladly," he too stepped forward. "Let's make this a bit more interesting, shall we?" I raised my eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. "If I win, you have to get out of my life and Akane's as well."

"And same goes for you if I win."

"Fine," and with that, he charged at me, fists aimed at my face.

Akane

"Uncle!" I burst through the door.

His back straightened as I frantically searched for Hidan. "What happened?"

"Hidan! Where is he?" I asked, surprised when my voice sounded more panicked than I anticipated.

The corners of his mouth twitched to a smile. He returned back to hammering a nail on the time machine.

"He's...busy, with Tomiichi," his voice was steady, yet a hint of amusement tainted it.

My eyes widened with realization and surprise, "You don't mean..."

He turned his head towards me, glasses covering his eyes and pursing his lips in a comical way. "No Akane-chan! How could you ever think that?"

I exhaled a breath I didn't know I had been holding. "So where is he?"

"You don't know?" His glasses became clearer, revealing his slightly wider eyes. "Tomiichi challenged him to a duel of sorts. He left out the door just a few minutes ago. Headed to the abandoned warehouse at the edge of town."

My jaw dropped, eyes shadowed with...hate? shock? disbelief? and I ran out the door like a madman.

Hidan

I caught his wrist with ease, twisting it around. He winced in pain as I clutched it tightly. When he was too busy catching himself from falling down, I pulled him in so that my free hand clenched into a tight fist and collided with his face. He let out a slight grunt and shut his eyes tightly before I yanked him back and hurled him over my head so that his back collided with the wall. Hearing the satisfying Crunch, I smirked and turned around. He was down on one knee, wiping the trail of blood on his lips. I closed my eyes, opening my mouth in a laughing kinda way, about to crack some sarcastic remark until a punch made contact with my eye. I was sent flying to the ground, sliding to a stop. Shutting the eye that was punched, I glared at the bastard, mouth twitching in a scowl.

He smirked. "Can't take a punch?"

Getting up, I lunged myself at him, right fist drawn back to punch him in the face. He caught it with one of his other hands. I smirked, bringing my knee up to his stomach. When it collided with one section of his ribs, he gasped out in pain. Before I could throw him to the ground again, he regained his breath and his hands made contact with my neck. Before I could rip them off, he leaned forward, making us fall to the ground. The malicious grin was back on his face at full blast. I opened my mouth to try and inhaling oxygen, but all that did was come out in wheezes. The pain in my throat began throbbing horribly. Gradually, his grip on my neck tightened when I wouldn't die. Before he could snap my neck in two, I kicked him in the stomach, knocking the wind outta him. He rolled onto the cement next to me. Quickly scrambling up, I hovered over him, foot over his digestive system. With each kick, it felt as if I was destroying his digestive system, which I wish I could do, and that wish was about to be fulfilled. He began coughing up chunks of blood, creating a pool beneath his head and splotching some on his yellow shirt. Before I could fully destroy it, he pulled out something shiny that glinted in the streetlight. Before I could see what it was, he stabbed it against my leg.

"Bitch! Since when could we use weapons?" I grabbed my now bloodied leg.

The blood was trailing down my leather black pants, and it stained my fingers and palms too. There was a redder than crimson straight vertical line in the middle between my fingers, the source of all the red liquid. The bastard's eyes and mouth grew in pleasure of my pain.

"That wasn't an official rule."

"Bastard!" I pounced at him.

His shoes kicked my upper chest, hard. I fell to the ground once again. He held me down by squashing my right lung. The silver pocket knife he held in his hand rose high in the air, ready to stab my heart.

Akane

"Hidan!" I called out, already out of breath from running such a long distance in such a short time.

I had frantically searched for him and calling out his name. No such luck. I was now near the abandoned warehouse. Looking around, my ears caught the sound of...pained grunting? I dashed towards the noise. My jaw dropped at the sight. Blood was everywhere, on the cement pavement, the walls of the abandoned warehouse, Hidan's leg, Tomiichi's shirt, the knife Tomiichi had pressed against Hidan's bloodied arm. Hidan struggled not to let out a scream, instead it came out in troubled grunts. Tomiichi's cheeks were splattered with blood, though I didn't know whose it belonged to. His mouth and eyes were both large with pleasure and sadistic blood lust for Hidan's pain and blood. His knife was now slowly dragging itself downward on Hidan's skin. From what I could see, the knife had stabbed its way through Hidan's skin and bones. Blood trickled down Hidan's said limb and I could make out something pale white, guessing it was Hidan's radius.

"Hidan!" I gasped.

Both of them looked towards me. Only then did I see Tomiichi's black eye that was swelling up and half closed along with a few scratches that had a few drips of blood trickling down. A rush of sharp pain coursed through my body, not from actual pain, but from hate. Unimaginable strong hate. How dare he hurt Hidan like that! I felt a gush of strength suddenly rush through me, my now tightly closed fists trembled with huge amounts of loathing all directed towards Tomiichi. I felt as if I'd explode from anger and desire to kill. I didn't think it was possible to hate someone this much. Without thinking, I lashed out at Tomiichi, suddenly pouncing on him. With me sitting on his rib cage, he winced from my weight. I began slugging him from left to right and back.

"How dare you hurt Hidan you bitch!" I growled as I continued to punch him, letting all my anger out.

"Akane..." Hidan croaked with a strangled voice.

I thought that after I punched him for a couple of minutes straight, the anger in me would subside. I was wrong. All it did was fuel my blood lust. I suddenly felt a craving to pull him apart, limb from limb. Screaming with rage, I began clutching Tomiichi's throat as tightly as I possibly could without killing him. His skin instantly turned red. Not pinkish red as from irritation, mind you, I mean red. Red as in a tomato. My nails dug into his flush, the red liquid I so desired flowed out like a river. Still I wasn't satisfied. I began shaking him more violently than Uncle ever could. Pounding his head against the cement, I thought I heard a slight crack as the blood continued to flow out of his head. It soon dyed his brown hair to a maroon-ish color.

"A-Akane!" Hidan finally managed to move.

He stood beside me, resting his hand on my shoulder. "I think that's enough outta you."

All of a sudden, the hateful feeling I felt dissolved into nothingness. I found myself releasing my death grip on Tomiichi's neck.

"Hidan! Are you okay?" I asked.

He winked at me, whispering in a hush voice, "I'm fucking immortal remember?" And in a more amused and louder voice, he asked, "Aww...are you worried about me?"

In a flash, all that adrenaline came back, though not as bad or hateful, "Dumbass!" I punched his shoulder.

A crack that came from it got my attention. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"

His purplish eyes that were shut in pain opened again. "You think you can actually hurt me? In your dreams, pussy. You hit like a girl."

I heard Tomiichi's choked out laughing, laughing at us.

I rolled my eyes. "Because I am a girl, what's your excuse?"

"Bitch! You wanna put that to the test?" he yelled.

I smirked, "Don't come crying to me when you lose, to a girl." I stuck my tongue out.

"Tch, we'll see," Tomiichi's laugh became louder.

"Fighting among yourselves? Amateurs."

Hidan and I pulled our fists back, smirking at each other. Then we brought them forward in front of us. Before it could hit the two of us, our bodies turned at an angle and smashed themselves against Tomiichi's good eye and nose. Hidan and I got up, high fiving each other.

"Well that's it? A tie?" Hidan crossed his arms behind his head.

I shrugged, "That crack was satisfactory. Music to my ears."

His smirk was once again on his lips. And so was mine when I came up with an idea. Walking over to Tomiichi's nearly dead body, his swelling up eyes widened as much as they possibly could when he caught sight of me. I raised my foot over a certain spot, then brought it down with as much power, force, and speed as I could muster. A high pitched shriek emitted from his mouth when I smashed his groin.

"This is for all the times you've cheated on me and hurt me you dirty, no good, conniving, shitty ass, fucking God damn crappy ass bastard of a mother fucking son of a bitchy asshole douchebag," I repeatedly smashed down on the spot with the same power, force, and speed with each syllable, dragging on the sentence on purpose.

Soon he was knocked out cold. I looked over at Hidan, grinning at his horrified face expression. His hands were over his groin.

"Even I'm not that sadistic..." he stared in horror at Tomiichi's now unconscious body.

I smirked, "But I am."

"Can't argue with that even if I wanted to," he said with a thoughtful face. We began the walk home before he spoke up again. "So...you know the time machine's done with its construction when we go back home..."

My eyes found a sudden interest in the ground, staring at it the whole time before answering with a soft "Yeah."

"Uncle asked me about taking you with me...back to my time..."

I looked back at him, wide with surprise only to find his eyes closed in thought.

"So...I'm pretty sure about my answer. What about yours?"

I surprised myself by answering with the energy I thought I never had. "Yeah..."

"Good," his eyes snapped open. "Looks like we both agree on your answer?"

I answered with the same reply. "Yeah..."

His pace fastened. "Let's go say our final goodbyes then."

And done at 5:28 a.m. Yeah I know, that's not the best gore...Hell, that wasn't even gore in my opinion. That sucked...shit needs way more violence and...well...gore! Sorry about that folks. I woulda killed him off, but we can't have evil duo arrested, now can we? So anyway, I just wanna thank kyuubi201, XXxliaaxXX, and Annadrujok for adding me to their Favorite Authors! Thanks to XXxliaaxXX for reviewing (and entertaining me with her review)! Thanks to XXxliaaxXX for adding this story to her favorites! Thanks to Annadrujok for adding me to their Author Alerts! I just wanted to give a lil' extra thanks to all the people reading this story, seeing as how it's kinda forgotten (and unpopular -pouts-). So seriously, it means a lot to me if you read this story! -glares at "Sasori in Soul Society"-