Chapter twenty-five
Kakuzu took his 'wife's hand, helping him from the stagecoach. Hidan smiled, dropping his skirts when he was finally standing on outside of the wagon. The deep green skirts fell down, sparkling from the emeralds coating the flowing gown. The dresses torso was tight around Hidan's upper body, the sleeves reaching his elbows. A simple, white under gown could be seen from the slit down the front of his skirt. His high heeled shoes couldn't be seen, but were green like the dress and made the zealot a bit taller. Hidan's silver hair was held back by emerald hair clips, and his face was in its natural beauty; i.e., he wore no make-up.
"I still don't see why you need to wear a dress, Hidan…" Kakuzu grumbled, but a smirk was on his face; he didn't really mind seeing the albino in a dress.
Hidan just smiled up at Kakuzu, taking his arm as the miser escorted him within the home of the king and queen. It had only been a month since Kakuzu had found out the truth, and things were going smoothly between the two. Hidan could even call it a match made in heaven.
They entered the large castle, looking around the makeshift ballroom. A lot of people mingled, danced while the orchestra played and ate within the hall, the room having been decorated with candles and flowers. Most of the flowers looked real, but a close inspection said they were paper. Kakuzu had told Hidan about the many parties and balls that Konan held randomly, and the Jashinist wanted to go to one; not only to see his dear friend Queen Konan, but to see if the ton could tell who he was.
Many guests within the room looked over at the couple, but neither of them paid any notice to them. The hall was full of noise, and very large. Hidan was in awe at the size of the place, even as his friend came over, escorted by her husband.
"Kakuzu, Hidan! It's very nice to see you!" Konan called with delight, seeming to drag her husband rather than walk with him. Near by guests began to whisper at the name she had called Hidan, none of them missing a word. The albino in question glanced in their direction, wondering how long it would take for the gossip to begin.
But he didn't really care; he was with his lover and none of them could stop him. "It's nice to see you too, Queen Konan."
Konan smiled at him, obviously enjoying the party. "I love your dress, Hidan! Though we really need to get you to wear men's clothes again…"
"Hell no, Konan…" Hidan grumbled, before looking her over. The dress she wore was long and blue, the skirt short in the front to show her feet. Konan's shoes were high heeled, making her the same height as Hidan now. Purple swirls covered the skirt, going up to the torso of her dress and stopping at the sash around her waist. Her dresses top was shining from the sapphires covering them, the sleeves like Hidan's. Konan's blue hair was mostly down, cascading down to the middle of her back with braids crowning her head and small paper flowers stuck into every two twists. Her make-up was the same as always; blue eyes shadow, thick eyeliner and red lipstick. Konan's lip piercing however was changed to a sapphire stud along with sapphire rings also in her ears, a necklace around her neck and a bracelet around her wrist with—of course—sapphires. "I you're your dress too… but you really like sapphires, don't you?"
"Matches my hair…" Konan replied, shrugging her shoulders.
Hidan rolled his eyes. "The only other color on you is your orange eyes…"
"Well you have pink eyes and silver hair, yet you wear a green dress." Konan replied, crossing her arms haughtily. The Jashinist rolled his eyes, but couldn't help smiling.
Pein sighed from beside Konan. "Why are we even having this party, Konan…? You have a reason for every party but you have yet to say why this time."
Konan smirked at her husband. "Well, I was waiting for Hidan to get here, Nagato." She turned back to her friend, grabbing his soft hands. "And it's mostly so I can ask you something, Hidan…"
The zealot looked to Kakuzu, who shrugged in reply. "Uh… sure Konan, what is it?"
She smiled widely. "I know you're not a woman, but I don't know many people who wear dresses…" Hidan glared at her. "I meant it as a compliment, Hidan…"
"Just get to the point…" Kakuzu growled, not liking Hidan's hands in hers.
Konan laughed a little. "Right, right… Hidan, would you be the Godmother of my child when it's born?"
You could have heard a pin drop if it weren't for the other guests. Pein was twitching a little, Kakuzu looked like he might have a heart attack and Hidan's mouth hung open. "God… mother…?"
"Yes…! I'm pregnant and I've always wanted a child; Nagato always said no though… so, will you?"
Hidan smiled widely then, eyes shining in delight. "Yes…! I mean, I'm not a fucking woman, but what the hell!"
Konan and Hidan laughed then, hugging each other. More guests began to whisper at his comment, and the albino glared at a child staring up at him from across the room.
When the two pulled apart, Pein looked about ready to die. The two friends giggled at his expression, both knowing he'd get over it… eventually…
"Brother and Queen Konan, I didn't know you two were friends." The silver haired man turned around, smiling. There stood Hidako, wearing a silver gown similar to Hidan's—only it had diamonds instead of emeralds. At her side was a tall woman with tan skin and brown hair that was up in a bun, her red eyes surrounded by green where it should have been white, wearing a beautiful purple gown, tight around her large bust. Hidan stared in awe at the woman, trying to figure out why she looked familiar.
It clicked then, and the Jashinist spun around to stare at his husband. Kakuzu stared at the brunette as well, his jaw hanging open ever so slightly. Slowly, Hidan looked back at the woman, a smile forming. "You're Kakuza…"
"It's nice to meet you, Hidan." She replied, a grin upon her lips. "For a man, you're very beautiful."
Hidan felt like he was blushing as his own grin widened. "For someone who looks like Kakuzu, you're very beautiful yourself." Kakuza laughed, looking over at her own brother.
"Kakuzu… it's been too long." Kakuza said, stepping forward. It was then that Hidan noticed his husband at his side, and turned to look up at him. "Where has all this time gone?"
Kakuzu smiled at Kakuza—who was pretty close to his own height despite her not wearing heels. "Time is money, Kakuza; I have other things to do than worry about my baby sister."
"You may be older than me, Kakuzu, but that doesn't mean I can be called a baby." Kakuza replied, a mock glare on her face. "Where were you when my mother died?"
"At home, taking care of the king and queen of today…" Kakuzu answered with his own fake glare. Hidan looked between the brother and sister, trying to understand why they were glaring at one another.
Kakuza rolled her eyes that were similar to Kakuzu's. "Well I've been spending all my time with Hidako, until her mother had me locked up that is…"
Kakuzu did a double take. "You're Hidako's lover…?"
"Sure am…" The woman replied, a grin forming on her face.
Hidako pulled on Hidan's sleeve, earning his attention. "Brother, would you like your rosary back?" The Jashinist smiled, seeing his necklace around his sister's neck.
"Yeah 'Dako… you're not a Jashinist, you shouldn't be wearing it." He replied before his sister pulled the necklace off and handed it too him.
"Well, well, well… my children are in the same place, and one of them seems to like to cross dress…" A very familiar voice sounded, and the twins looked over.
Hidako and Hidan gaped at who they saw. "You…!" The male twin called out, staring at the man in shock.
Hidato shook his head, smirking at his son. "Is that anyway to greet your father, Hidan?"
The Jashinist growled, putting his rosary on and stepping forward. "Yes, it is…! Especially if it's someone who never seemed to care about us!"
"Hidan, I did care about you and your sister; I just didn't have time." The older albino said, scowling. "Besides, I had to agree with your mother; she would have kicked me out if I didn't."
Hidan rolled his eyes. "You're the man, grow a pair and fight back!"
Hidato laughed, looking over at his daughter. "Hidako, when you went to the place Kakuza was imprisoned, who did you see…?"
Hidan looked back, staring at his sister. "Uh… mother…"
"What…?" Hidan asked, completely confused.
"She was there as well; it was an insane asylum…"
Hidato nodded at that. "Riima has gone insane from the three of us leaving her."
The younger male could only stare into space. "Then… she…"
"Won't ever be heard from ever again." Hidato replied with a sigh. "But anyway, tell me why you're wearing a dress, Hidan."
Hidan smirked at his father. "I'm Kakuzu's wife, duh…"
His father twitched. "That's… not what I expected. But then again I had thought Hidako was acting strange at the wedding—it was you." Hidan nodded in response, Hidako smiling unsurely at their father. "So both of my children ended up being homosexuals…"
"Yeah, pretty much…" Hidan shrugged, looking back at Kakuzu and his sister with a smirk. The miser smirked back at him, Kakuza smiling as well. Hidako smiled back at them too.
Hidato shrugged and Hidan turned back to look at him. "It's your life; I'm not going to stop either of you." Hidako and Hidan looked to one another, smiling widely. "Anyway, I need to find Kana."
"Who's Kana…?" Hidako inquired, both the twins giving their father a look.
He smiled at them. "Your step-mother…" And with that, the older albino walked away from his children.
Konan grabbed Hidako's arm, telling her that they needed to catch up. The albino smiled and nodded, waving at her brother as she walked away with the queen. Pein and Kakuza followed, waving back at the miser and masochist.
Hidan waved at them as well, sighing when they turned away. "Hey, 'Kuzu… I want to dance…"
Kakuzu walked to his 'wife's side, grabbing his hand. "Then let's go dance…"
They walked out to the middle of the room, turning to each other and began to dance. "Jashin damn it… I'm too used to being the lead…"
Kakuzu smirked, but said nothing. After a few steps, Hidan rested his head onto the miser's chest.
"Hey… Hidan…"
Hidan grunted in response, not turning to look up at his husband.
"You don't know how old I am, do you…?"
That got the zealot's attention. Hidan removed his head from the banker's chest, looking up at him. "No… I don't…"
Kakuzu sighed, glancing to the side before looking Hidan in the eye. "I'm ninety-one…"
Hidan froze, almost making Kakuzu trip. The albino twitched, staring up at his lover. "You're…" He murmured, the stitched man giving him a questioning look. "WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!??!??!?!?!?!" Kakuzu stared at Hidan, glancing around the room. There was no noise to be heard as everyone stopped and stared at the couple. "What do you mean you're ninety-one?! That's a fucking fifty-nine year difference, you ass-hole! I can't believe you never told me!" Hidan continued to complain, not realizing it was actually a sixty-nine year difference instead of fifty-nine. All curses came to a stop as Kakuzu kissed him, and soon the music had started again while everyone went back to whatever they were doing.
When Kakuzu pulled away Hidan simply smiled at him. "Are you done…?"
"Done with what…?" Hidan replied dreamily, his grin widening. Kakuzu smirked, pulling Hidan close to him again before continuing their dance.
Neither of them said anything else, and the albino finally got out of his daze. Okay, so maybe he overreacted to Kakuzu's age; he really didn't care. It was just a bit shocking. But there was something else bothering Hidan as he looked down at his left hand.
"Hey, 'Kuzu…" He murmured, keeping his head on the miser's chest again.
Kakuzu looked down at Hidan, raising an eye brow. "Yes Hidan…?"
It took a few minutes for the Jashinist to make up his mind if he wanted to ask. "Well… we're married, right?"
"Yeah, what of it…?" Kakuzu asked again, stopping his movements. Hidan pulled away, looking up at Kakuzu.
"We didn't get married by love though…"
The banker nodded his head. "But we love each other now… so I don't know what you're getting at, Hidan."
Hidan bit his lip, standing on his tip toes and pulling Kakuzu down by his jacket to kiss him. The stitched man kissed back, holding Hidan around the waist. When they broke apart, the masochist rested his forehead against Kakuzu's. "Can we remarry… for real this time?"