While sitting in the passenger seat in Hidan's father's Mercedes Benz, all I could think about were those fucking cats.

Now, I realize how strange it was to live with someone for months now, and only then find it bizarre how many cats they had. I decided it was best just to forget it. But I couldn't.

-

Hidan wiped his mouth off as he stood. "Ugh, gross…"

I couldn't eat any more. I pushed my tray away from my body and stood up to go tend to him. He was still sick. Perhaps a stomach flu. He did need medicine after all. It was just a matter of him taking it.

"You alright?" I asked, already knowing the answer I would receive.

"Yeah." He looked at me, and I quickly diverted my eyes. I didn't want him to see this panicked expression on my face. I couldn't let him know. Instead of being spared, however, I looked over to discover the cats were re-entering the room. All seven of them, in a perfect single file line. Once through the door way, though, they dispersed and Hidan wouldn't know how weird they were acting.

I looked back at Hidan. "You need more rest. I'll tell your mother to come tend to you. I should go in."

He smiled at me, that sad smile he used, "Yeah, okay."

-

Those cats…

I knew I should have been more concerned with Hidan's ailing health, but I just couldn't focus on it. I had done enough of that earlier in the week, and I really didn't care to repeat it now.

As Hidan's father and I walked to the elevator, he suddenly stopped walking.

"I'm getting some coffee. Would you like some?"

"Hn. No thanks." I pressed the 'up' button on the elevator panel and watched him head to the lounge.

Stepping onto the elevator, I sighed and looked at the ceiling. This enclosed space was nice. It was relaxing in the worst way. I needed this.

As I walked off the elevator onto the top floor, I saw the computer sitting there, waiting for us to begin. Now was my chance.

I rushed over and wiggled the mouse to wake it up before quickly opening the internet. Google. Perfect. Alright now… What should I type here?

"Cat rituals"

Nothing but cat sacrificing. Yeah, not exactly interested.

Backspace… "7 cats"

"Did you mean seven cats?" Yeah, sure, whatever.

Nothing there either. I sat back, defeated. I could go through some message boards and search for weird behavior from cats, I guess… but that would take too long.

"Alright Kakuzu. You're not stupid. And you're certainly not talking to yourself like a madman. Think…"

What about Hidan would be significant with his cats…? What was there about Hidan that stuck out?

I ran my fingers through my hair and let out an exasperated sigh. I grunted and rolled my chair back, jerking upward and walked to the window. I opened it and looked outside.

The air was nice and relaxing. So why the hell wasn't I able to relax? Oh, Jashin this was a load of shi-

Wait. Jashin. Hidan's religion.

I ran back over to the computer not bothering to sit. His father would be back any moment to find me up here acting like an asshole. I couldn't have that right now.

Backspace.

Umm… shit. I looked around for inspiration, but saw nothing significant. Perhaps Hidan's father wasn't as into the religion as his son was.

Suddenly, the elevator door chimed. I X'd out of the browser and sat down, defeated.

As I turned my attention back to the window, Hidan's dad walked in carrying two Styrofoam cups.

"I brought you some juice anyway."

"Thanks." I muttered, walking over to the window. I sat on the window ledge and looked down. "fuck…" I muttered under my breath.

Hidan's father took a while to answer some emails. I curled up and tried to think. Then I thought of it, and reached into my pocket to get it. I was disappointed, and a little surprised to find that my Jashinist Bible wasn't in there.

My wallet wasn't either, but I wasn't particularly concerned with that right now. I forgot to transfer everything into my pockets this morning. I was just too fucking worried about Hidan, and now I had nothing to research with.

No. No. Hidan's dad had to have one somewhere around here. I walked over to his bookshelf and started looking through it.

I got a bit frustrated after going through the first row and finding nothing. "Hey do you have a bible in here?" I asked.

He looked at me, and I could tell by his tone that he was confused. "You want to pray?"

"Yes." I answered quickly.

"Yeah, second to last shelf."

I got on my knees and found them. A leather bound Jashinist Bible next to a A-Z guide to Jashin. Bingo. I grabbed both of them and carried them to the other side of the room. I needed discretion, and I was hoping it didn't seem strange.

Hidan's father didn't even look up. I was in the clear. I sat down and immediately started leafing through the A-Z guide.

Alright…where to start. I opened to the "S", so I decided on "Seven".

"Seven:
The number "7" was believed by the ancient Egyptians to be the number of eternal life."

Eternal life? …Okay and ancient Egypt. Wait, wait, ancient Egyptians worshipped cats, didn't they?

Yeah…

So I flipped the book over and started looking for "C".

"Cat:
Cats bring about good luck. They also carry arcane knowledge which is not accessible to man due to a language barrier."

Yeah, that's very interesting. It's just not very insightful. Damnit all to hell. This was a dead end. There was always the damn beckoning cat… but…

I ran my fingers through my hair again, it was getting so long… I should probably get it cut befor- My thumb slipped and the page turned. Not that it really mattered, it wasn't helpful-

"Cat Gathering:"

Yes. Yes that was it. I quickly grabbed the book with both hands and pulled it closer.

"It is said that if a cat walks into the room of an ill person, that person will soon die."

I stopped reading. I closed the book and tucked it back onto the bookshelf. This was so stupid. They were just stupid cats that didn't know anything except how to be cats. I didn't want to hear it anymore. Fuck it all.

My Hidan wasn't going to die. Stupid fucking book.

That evening, we came home early, and I immediately ran up the steps to Hidan, who was busy folding laundry. "Welcome home!" He grinned when he saw me and ran over to hold me in his arms.

My sweet and precious husband wasn't going anywhere. He was mine. Jashin couldn't have him. I wouldn't let him. He already took my parents. So he wasn't getting this.

I held him tightly, pulling him close. "Let's go out to dinner."

"You sure?"

"Yes." I waited for him to change, and I took of my jacket, hanging it on the hamper with my other things. I bent down and picked up my pants from yesterday. I pocketed my wallet and glared at the my pocket version Jashinist book. I tossed it onto the dresser and headed downstairs to wait for Hidan.

Hidan came down the stairs a few moments later, fully dressed and rearing to go.

I suddenly realized how weird it was to see him wearing a shirt any more. Sure, he wore his uniform to school, when he decided to go, but that was about it.

The moment he lost his virginity, he became a semi-nudist. Believe me, I wasn't complaining.

It was just… weird.

I mean, even when he was fully dressed, he was wearing a low cut shirt. I shrugged it off before, and I would do it again. All I'm saying is there was a noticeable change in Hidan's personality.

As he drove down to the boulevard, I realized this was our first time going out together as a couple. Well, I mean, no one else was here. It was just Hidan and myself. It was rather relaxing to realize that I didn't have to share this time together with anyone else.

I wondered how Sasori and Deidara were. I hadn't really talked to them since the wedding. Well, I was busy, but…

"Hidan?"

"Yeah?"

"How are Sasori and Deidara?"

Hidan smirked. "They got back together after the wedding, actually."

"Really?" I asked with an eyebrow raised.

Hidan smirked. "I think we had something to fucking do with it."

Huh. That was weird… "Wait, like, truly together?"

"Apparently. Sasori broke it off with that guy he met online…" Hidan looked thoughtful for a moment. "They've been really lovey-dovey though. It's kind of gross. Seriously."

I nodded in agreement. "Hn." I remembered those days. Those sickening "together all the time" days.

Then I looked at Hidan, and didn't see much of a difference. Ugh. I reached up and rubbed my forehead. "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. Must have just been something I ate."

"Yeah. Probably." I opened the glove compartment and pulled out a notebook I had stashed inside there. "Maybe you're allergic to something." I placed my pen to the paper, but I suddenly forgot what I was going.

"Yeah, maybe. Probably those fucking vegetables. Man, I knew they were bad for me."

I smirked a little and began doodling. "Hidan?"

"Yeah?"

"I was wondering about your cats?"

"What about 'em?" He looked at me funny and then turned his attention back to the road. He sighed in an agitated manner and looked out the window as he approached a line of traffic.

"Why seven?"

"Hm?" He looked over at me, his hand dropping from the steering wheel. "Oh, well, it's not like I did it on purpose." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "They just kinda… showed up, you know?"

"Oh." I looked down at my doodles. "So it's not significant that you have them?"

He chuckled. "No, of course not. What the hell did you think? They were some kind of ritualistic animals or something? Seriously, you're fucked in the head."

I tried to chuckle at that, but it came out as that awkward and sarcastic "heh heh." sound. I looked out the window at the small plaza beside us.

"I was really happy when they came though. I love cats."

"Yeah, I noticed." I looked back at him.

He moved forward, up to the light when it turned red. Disappointed, Hidan looked away again. I stared at him. Watching his frustration grow. He had a bit of a tendency toward road rage, but besides that he-

"They've been acting weird lately." I said suddenly.

"Who? The cats?" He raised an eyebrow at me like I said something extremely bizarre. To him, it might have been.

"Yes. They keep gathering in your room. They stare at me too."

He smirked. "They've always gathered in there, stupid." He grinned. "And they probably think you're handsome like I do."

I gave up. Hidan wasn't going to listen to my nonsense. Besides, it was best I didn't talk anymore. I might mention what I read in the encyclopedia. Hell, I might mention how scared I was.

I mean, fuck, look at him. Perfect skin, perfect hair, perfect health. Nothing to worry about. Jashin, I was being such an idiot lately.

"I seriously expect sex tonight." Hidan said speeding down the highway like a fucking maniac. I braced myself by holding on to the seat.

In this scenario, I believe I'm made to look like the hopeless damsel in distress. Fuck that.

"You can't just expect sex." I grunted.

"Why not? You didn't give me any all week!"

"You were sick and disgusting!"

"How FUCKING DARE YOU!" Hidan screamed, turning the steering wheel rapidly. We cut off a line of traffic, all of whom slammed on their horns and yelled obscenities out the window. Not that Hidan cared. He parked the car, rather horribly, and proceeded to turn to me.

Hidan was pissed. No, he was raging. Oh, Jashin I couldn't even explain it. It was like the fires of Hell spit him up because he was too hot to handle. I had never seen him like this before, and I never wanted to see it again. I clenched to my seat, backing away, cowering against the door.

"Who the fuck. Do you think you're talking to. You prick?"

O' Jashin, help me. I awoke the beast and I am SO sorry.

"Huh?!" He leaned towards me. My shaking hand reached for the door handle. I had to run. I didn't have a choice. "I married you. Because I thought. You were a good guy. You fuck!"

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. I found the door handle and yanked the door open, but because my back was pinned against it, I ended up falling and landing on my head. Oh Jashin, spare me. I-

"Oh baby!" Hidan got out of the car and ran around. "Are you hurt?" He scooped my head up in his hands. There were tears weld up in his eyes, and I let out a sigh of relief.

Whatever demon had possessed Hidan was gone now. Jashin be praised.

"Let's just go to dinner. You can have whatever you want. It's not like I could ever turn you down for sex anyway." I answered trying to soothe him. It was interesting. I was the one injured, but he was the one who needed a gentle word or two.

I pushed myself up. "Okay? Let's just go to dinner. I'm hungry."

Hidan stood too, but he was wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. "I'm so sorry. This is my fault. All my fault. I'm so sorry."

I sighed and pulled him over into my chest. "It's okay." I pet him, pressing him against my shoulder. "I started it. It's okay."

Hidan was still unstable. I had no idea what was happening with him. I knew, though, that if this continued, we weren't going anywhere. Somehow, I was still determined to have a good night with Hidan. I didn't know how yet, but believe me, I was determined.

I scooped him up and placed him in the passenger seat. I closed the door and walked over to sit in the driver's side. Yeah, I know what you're thinking: Kakuzu! Don't you remember what happened last time?! Yeah, well fuck you. I just so happen to have learned a bit since then. Besides, I didn't kill us yet. Hidan was going to kill us somehow. I was sure of it. He would be the end of me, and then, unable to bear it without me, he would end himself.

Oh my precious little husband. How the mighty have fallen.

I drove back onto the highway, turn signal on and waiting to go. I had a lot more patience than Hidan, or Sasori for that matter. Once the coast was clear I headed up the road. Fancy seafood place? Sure, why the fuck not. It probably isn't what Hidan wanted, but I'd be damned if I was going to let that stop me.

I pulled into the parking lot, not bothering with a turn signal or anything. I was driving a fucking Mercedes, those people behind me could suck my dick. My park job wasn't great, but it wasn't Hidan's from earlier, so I guess it was legal.

Then I sighed and turned my attention back to Hidan.

"Baby?" I asked gently. Reaching over, I laid a hand on his thigh. "Baby, we're here. Let's go eat okay? I'm hungry." I lifted up and stroked his chin with my finger. "I know you're hungry too."

Hidan sniffled, but nodded. He was a man, after all.

We got out and headed inside, where we enjoyed the benefits of a nice fishy meal.

Hidan drove us home, so there wasn't any mishaps with my driving. I was quiet the entire ride, as to not disturb the beast that I now knew lurked in Hidan's heart.

Maybe it was because he was sick and irritable. Maybe he just had a lot on his mind. He was probably just as stressed out as I was.

I sighed. Walking into the house with Hidan, I suddenly thought of something fucking brilliant. Angry. Sex.

I just had to get him mad again, and then get mad that he was mad or- I didn't actually know how to go about it. Besides, at this point, Hidan was already ridding himself of his shirt. It wasn't like I was actually going to be able to think at this point.

I grabbed him by the wrist and yanked him up the stairs. I shoved him into our room and shut the door. "Strip." I demanded, waiting.

He looked at his wrist and wiggled his eyebrows a bit. He didn't move to take his clothes off, not that he had a chance to in retrospect, so I jerked him over by the shirt and shredded it off his body. Buttons went flying across the room, and Hidan went hard against the mattress.

I yanked my shirt over my head and tackled him down, kissing him, our teeth gnashing together in our haste. Our lips were bruised something fierce too, but who the fuck cared?

Lust took over, and with someone this sexy, who could refuse?

Yanking his pants down past his ankles, allowing him to kick them off, I straddled his waist and kissed him again. He was hard as a rock already, and poking me in the ass. Figures. I pressed another kiss to his lips before sliding down and sucking at his neck.

Sliding my cock against his was nothing short of breath taking. I could feel every cell of his body grinding against mine. Pure ecstasy. I wanted more.

I would have it, too. Just not tonight. No, tonight was reserved for a different kind of stimulation. Tonight was for roughing him up like he wanted me to. Tonight was Hidan's kinda night.

I grabbed him by the throat and pinned him to the bed. Moving down, forcing his hips up, and slamming inside of him with one fluid motion was the most amazing thing ever.

He just stared up at me with those gorgeous, glazed over eyes of his as I slammed into him hard.

I heard the headboard slamming into the wall again and again. I hurt him gasping and groaning underneath me. "You little whore…" I grunted, thrusting harder still.

As always, he came before me. Only this time, it wasn't an embarrassing five minutes into it. He came hard, and I felt his body clench me tightly. That feeling- the tightness- I came too. Hard. Inside him.

I released his throat and landed on top of him, panting and desperately trying to catch my breath. I could tell me was doing the same thing.

Maybe I was a bit rough. But you know what they say- If you love them, fuck them like you hate them.

He sighed and wrapped his arms around me. "Never leave me."

"Never." I agreed, exhausted I laid down, prepared to rest.

I fell asleep peacefully, but once again I was haunted by hideous dreams of Hidan's demise.

Can I get an "A Jashin"?