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With a grimace, I turned around and got my leg ready to kick the door in.

That's when, suddenly, the door swung open and Hidan ran out and headed down the hallway.

"Hidan!" I hissed.

He turned around. His face was dirty and his body was a bit scratched up, but he had never been more beautiful. His eyes lit up when he saw me. Nearly overflowing with tears.

"Kakuzu…." He whimpered.

As stunning as he was, his safety was my first priority. I looked inside the room and saw two men standing inside.

One was pale, sickly white, with long dark hair and a surprised appearance. He looked menacing and…disgusting.

The other wasn't much to look at. A white haired kid with huge glasses.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I asked, not expecting an answer.

My rage was violent, and I was nowhere near stable enough to politely demand answers. Walking forward, I clenched my fists into tight balls. The white haired kid was closer, so I grabbed him by the neck of his shirt. Clenching harder, I lifted him into the air, and collided my fist against his face. Over and over and over again. By the time I was done, I was soaked in blood.

Yet, my bloodlust was not yet fulfilled. I turned around, and yet no one was with me.

Hidan! I fucked up big time. That dark haired guy must have taken him.

In a fit of rage, I kicked a nearby desk over and grabbed a shattered piece of glass from a beaker and went back to the white haired man on the floor. Without so much as a second thought, I quickly slashed his throat open. If I was conscious enough to realize that he was already dead, I wouldn't have bothered.

Throwing the glass to the side, I stood and walked back into the hallway, which was a lot hotter than when I had come down here. The building was still on fire.

I walked up the stairs and found Hidan lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. I sighed and sat down next to him. "What the hell happened?"

Hidan's beautiful magenta eyes opened and he looked at me, smiling sadly.

"I guess I… wasn't as careful as I should have been."

"That's an understatement." I muttered, looking around the room. "We need to go. Now."

Hidan nodded and pulled the metal rod out of his chest. I scooped him up over my shoulder and looked around. "…There's no way out."

Hidan groaned a bit. "Sure there is… use the door."

"The house is on fire, idiot."

Hidan wined. "Then use a window."

"Use a window, you fucking idiot?"

"Just throw me through that one. Then jump."

I sighed. "My hands hurt like hell."

Hidan looked at me. "They're going to hurt a lot worse when they're on fire." He wiggled away and fell to his feet, grabbing a candle holder off the table he slammed it through the window and started pushing the glass out.

The blood was pouring up his arm, and he was moaning in what I had learned over the months was pure, unbridled pleasure.

Pushing him aside, I kicked the glass out and looked at him. "I'll catch you." I stepped outside the second story window, and slid on the ice, and glass pieces, right down to the bottom. Hissing in pain at the bottom, I realized my leg was broken.

Hidan quickly followed me down, smart enough to slide on his butt. He landed on his hands and knees, which were surely paining him.

For a moment, we both just laid there, staring at each other.

Hidan was safe. He was alive. Perhaps not "well", but alive.

He sat up, wincing. "Kazu-chan…"

"Yeah, it's broken."

"I don't know…what to do."

"Do you have your phone?"

He shook his head.

I nodded once.

Hidan stood, obviously in pain. "I'll carry you."

"I'm too heavy for you."

Hidan smiled a bit. "Maybe. But I'll manage."

Suddenly lifted from the ground, my leg felt even worse. I wanted to scream out, but the effort just wasn't there. If I was lucky, I would pass out.

I must have been lucky. When I opened my eyes I was in a hospital bed. Attached to an IV and a fucking great pain medication. I felt fucking amazing, in the weirdest way.

Hidan…where the fuck was that beautiful piece of ass?

"He-dun?" Ugh. My voice sounded disgusting. I lifted the blanket from my body, noting the new cast on my leg. Aw fuck. Can't walk now. I looked at the bandages covering my wounds. Even my hands were wrapped up. I could still move my fingers, though. That was good news.

Still, where the hell was Hidan…?

"HIDAN!" I was about to pull the IV out of my arm and go looking for him when a nurse came in the room.

"Kakuzu, my name is-"

"I don't care. Hidan. Where is he?"

She gave a smile. "Your husband is just fine. He's speaking to the doctor now, but I'm sure he'll be in to see you. I'll tell him you're awake." She stepped back into the hallway.

Yeah, you do that. Bitch.

I laid back against my pillow and looked around, still bewildered. How long have I been laying here? How much longer *would* I be laying here?

The door opened, and Hidan walked in, bandaged up, though not nearly as much as me. He was adorning a set of hospital pajamas and he looked exhausted. "Kaku-chan, it's just like you to wake up as soon as I step out of the room."

I grunted in reply. "I'm on drugs."

"I know. It's morphine. I hope you're not allergic to penicillin."

"I aint allergic to shit." I mumbled. I honestly didn't have a clue if I was allergic or not. Oh well. If I was, I was in a good place to have an allergic reaction, I guess.

"Are you hungry?"

"Yes."

He went to leave.

"No. Wait for the nurse." I wanted him here.

He smiled a bit, a bit pink in the cheeks. He came over and stood beside me, hesitating.

"Drugs, Hidan. I don't feel anything."

He took that as an invitation and wrapped his arms around me—well, as much as he could, anyway. I tried to return the hug, but my arms weren't cooperating. That, and the IV hindered my movement.

"What time is it?"

"About two in the morning."

"You look like shit. Get some sleep."

Hidan shook his head. "The doctor wanted to do another blood test. I have to wait for him to get out of surgery."

I nodded once. "A blood test for what?"

He shrugged. "I dunno." He pulled up a chair and sat next to my bed. "They took my temperature when I came in here, and he said I had a fever. He asked me if I'd been experiencing any flu-like symptoms, and when I told him I'd been throwing up, he took a blood sample. Then the nurse told me they would need another one to be sure."

"Be sure of what?"

Hidan blushed hard. "I didn't ask. They said I could come to your room, so I didn't want to push it."

I nodded.

"I was here until just a minute ago, when the doctor wanted to talk to me about papa…"

"Is your mom with him?"

Hidan nodded. "She was in my room when I got here. I told her to check on you. Then when I was able to walk around, I sent her back to dad."

Wait… flu-like symptoms? Blood test?

Cancer. Hidan had cancer. He was going to die. Not only was he going to die, but he was going to become so thin his bones would be visible. His skin would grow pale and his hair was going to fall out. His teeth would ache and start to fall out. What was worse…he would suffer. He would suffer a long time before he finally died.

"Kakuzu! Stop it! What's wrong?!"

I looked at Hidan, who was standing next to me in a panic. That's when I realized the heart monitor was going wild. I took a few deep breaths and tried to relax.

A nurse rushed in and saw me relaxed against the pillow. "You alright?"

"Yeah. Panic attack." I looked back at Hidan, who was stubbornly looming over me with his arms crossed over his chest. "I'm starving. Do something about that."

The nurse glanced at the machine before making a noise, nodding, and leaving the room.

"Hidan… are you sick?"

He shook his head. "I don't think so."

I sighed and rubbed my forehead. "Hopefully it's nothing. You probably just have a hormone thing. It would explain why you're so moody."

As much pain medication as I was under the influence of I could still feel Hidan's fingers clamping the nerves above my elbow as he pouted.

"See? You're pinching your adoring husband, who is only lying in a hospital bed because he loves you."

Hidan's eyes watered as he let go. "I'm sorry."

See what I mean?

Well, long story short- I wrote this chapter, it got deleted somehow... (computers, do I understand them? No. The answer is no.) I got frustrated. Rewrote it, and then I had to get a NEW computer...so that's what this is. Then I started college, because I'm an idiot. Alright? I'll write some more really really soon, because I'm determined to finish this story inbetween Serendipity. Read it, it's long and good.

Alright, alright. I love you guys. I love KakuHida. I'm just a punk. LOVE ME.