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1- Impression: an idea, feeling, or opinion about something or someone, especially one formed without conscious thought or on the basis of little evidence.
They say that the first impression lasts a lifetime. Whoever came up with that saying didn't know just how accurate it was. So, as Hidan stood there staring down at the petite, dark-haired woman. He tempered the urge just to kill her. Because the trouble he'd be in later with Leader would be a bad thing. Even if he was immortal, that man still gave him the fucking creeps. But it didn't mean he had to like that damned woman.
She represented everything that was the polar opposite of him. And he was sure that no one like her was supposed to exist. That the last of her kind died out after the first or second Ninja wars. Though the proof that they existed was crouched down before him, staring up at him in defiance, blue eyes flashing dangerously at him — the way her jaw was set stubbornly.
"I think you, sir, are in need of learning some manners," the girl said as she stood up to her full height. Which were no more than five feet and a few inches?
The woman had the gall even to speak back to him. It caused his hand to twitch with the need to get his Scythe and her blood. He was sure that this little upstart bitch of a priestess would make a welcome sacrifice to Jashin. More so, since priestesses were supposed to be virgins to practice their abilities like she just demonstrated, which was how he had found her after Kakazu had left him to his own devices while taking care of a bounty.
"Excuse me? I don't think so you..." he started to say only to stop at the feeling of a familiar aura behind him.
Hissing low, Hidan spat on the ground before the girl, only to see her raise a single eyebrow at him. A smile forming on pouty pink lips as her blue eyes shone with the victory. She drew a growl from him as he turned away from the girl, giving her the bird behind his back.
"Oh, real mature!" she called out to him as he met up with Kakazu, who just looked at him in his usual passive manner.
Shrugging the look off, Hidan didn't care to explain. The man had no concept of religion. And preferred not to even hear about it when he talked. It was an understanding they had come to in the time they worked together, though it was often broken and caused the fight. At least he wouldn't have to deal with the bitch again since they were heading back to Amegakure.
2 - Message: BRITISH - an errand.
Staring up at the sign above the small, run-down building that was no more than a shack, Hidan couldn't help but curse their groups only female members. Konan had sent him out on a 'mission' she called of it. Of the utmost importance for Leader-sama. So, he couldn't figure why the fuck he was now standing before this tiny little shack. Hell, he was not even aware that such a place existed in the giant capital of Amegakure.
He was snorting as he read the sign once more, "Supernatural Remedies and Their Practical Applications'. What the hell kind of name that for a shop? Supernatural? How the fuck did a person come up with it? Were they demented or mentally stunted? Shaking his head as he wished he had his triple-bladed Scythe in hand. But he had been expressly warned against taking it though he was allowed to have kunai, no exploding tags, and scythe or other suck apparent weapons.
He was groaning under his breath when a hand connected with his back, pushing him forward towards the door. Shooting a look back to his partner, Hidan hissed as he reached out for the handle and turned it. The moment the door swung inward on hinges that made no sound and the smells from inside assaulted his senses, Hidan wondered if Konan had just fucking played him. There was no mistaking the scent of dried herbs and the stringent that came from medicinal supplies.
Stepping into the dimly lit building, he noted that it was a lot bigger than it appeared outside. His body was going stiff when a soft voice called out from somewhere inside. Though it had been a month or more, he knew that voice. He cringed at not having anything more than a few kunai in a pouch attached to his leg.
"You will do nothing but what we are supposed to," came the low, threatening rumble of his partner as he clutched the small paper in his hand tighter, crunching it into a small ball.
Soon enough, the person attached to that voice appeared before them. The look on their face said that she didn't recognize them as she smiled sweetly up at them.
"How may I help you, gentlemen, today?" the girl said as she watched them.
When he took to long to hand over the small note with the message written on it, Hidan felt Kakazu jab him in the lower back — prompting him to thrust his hand out and give the girl the paper. Which he rudely dropped the moment she reached for it. He was not caring if it hit the floor and inconvenienced the girl. Who just continued to smile up at him as she grasped it quickly, opening it and laughing.
"I see, you hear for Miss Konan and her Beau. Give me a second, and I will gather everything for the order. Please tell her it is free of charge since she sent someone interesting," She said, pausing for but a second as that polite, sweet smile morphed into something else. "and a certifiable jerk."
Feeling stunned at the audacity the girl just showed, Hidan made to move forward as she turned away from them. Only to be jerked to a halt by Kakazu, who politely reminded them that they were on an errand for Konan for their Leader. To come back later to take care of whatever issue he had with the woman.
3 - Feeble: lacking the strength of character or mind.
Sighing after the mission for the two tail, Hidan walked back into the city, his feet dragging on the ground. Already he knew what their next mission was going to be. But at that moment he didn't give two flying fucks. He had been unable to provide a sacrifice for Jashin, thus lacking in his duties.
He realized that Kakazu was no longer walking alongside him. Turning to look at what could make that man stop in his single-mindedness, Hidan began to swear colorfully in his head. There was his partner looking down at that most obnoxious woman. She was talking to him as if he was a long-time friend. What she such a simple-minded person not to realize the danger she was in.
Kakazu never suffered small talk and with random strangers. Hell, he was often dismembered for going on and on about shit all the time. But no, this damned bitch turned a blinding smile to his partner and nodded her head. It was when she tilted her head, and her eyes looked at him directly, that the smile dropped from her face, and her blue eyes darkened — leaving him to feel angry at the sudden change in mood, as he saw Kakazu raise his hand and wave it at the girl.
When the man lumbered towards him, Hidan wondered if being feeble of the mind was contagious since Kakazu had not shown any aggression towards the girl, even if they were inside the city's limits and only a small distance from the headquarters. His already dour mood getting worse when a loud clap of thunder came from overheard, heralding the knowledge that rain was going to be falling very soon.
"We were invited to tea," his partner said, causing Hidan to stumble and rant aloud about how it was possible for feeblemindedness was contagious — earning a rather painful punch from his partner, sending him skidding across the dirt road with a death glare.
"What it is true, you accepted tea with that monstrosity that should not even exist in this day and age," He bit out, glaring back at Kakazu, not even phased.
The look he got showed some interest, which Hidan clamped his mouth shut — refusing to say anything further. Because it would be his luck that Kakazu would report the priestess to Leader, and then they'd be sent to recruit her to be the healer in replacement of Orochimaru.
4 - Atrocious: horrifyingly wicked. OR of very poor quality, extremely bad or unpleasant.
The silence was deafening as he sat there through the whole ordeal. HE didn't want to be there. Why had his partner accepted? IT had been a few weeks since the invite had been given. He had hoped that it had been completely forgotten. But not, that dumb cunt just had to pop up at random and mess with his day. So, here he was now sitting in a small shop, with his partner having tea with the blue-eyed she-devil.
A blight that he wanted to remove. Though he had to admit, it was rather amusing to hear Kagome draw actual responses from his partner. The man was violent and suffered nothing with his short temper. Then again, that could be the ploy she was applying. Even now, as he stared her down, trying to set her alight with his gaze, he noted that she was easy on the eyes. Her face was innocent-looking, almost cherub-like in quality.
It told him that she was not one who had suffered under any hardships — furthering his belief that she would make a most appreciated sacrifice to Jashin. The thought of her screams as he went through the ritual, her face scrunched up in utter anguish as she had to endure whatever he made her due. It causes that pleasant warmth he associated with human sacrifice to well in his person.
So when he felt the heavy gaze of not just his partner on him, but that of the girl and a few other patrons, Hidan snapped up and glared hard — causing everyone but the two sitting with him to look away.
"Well, I can say I feel you for you, Sir Kakazu. His lack of manners is deplorable. There is no way I could ever deal with him daily," she quipped a little smirk dancing at the corners of her mouth as she brought her teacup up to her lips.
Again he felt shocked course through his body at her boldness. How, just how the fucking hell was the dumb, simpering, pathetic excuse for a living being able to leave him in such a state.
When his partner just grunted noncommittally, not even trying to defend him, Hidan slumped back in his chair, slouching. Already he was plotting how to murder this dumb woman. He would say too.
5 - Bromance: a close but nonsexual relationship between two men.
It had been another month before he had the displeasure to run into the girl again. This time he was alone. Kakazu had been adamant about taking care of this bounty without his help, and Leader had been in agreeance. So, of course, he was in a good mood and having a small tantrum. Being sent into town by Konan, under threat of being demanded, Hidan had done as he was told.
The horror at the fact that his feet had carried him to that oddly named the shop that the girl owned. Where he was now staring down at the girl, who just looked up at him, her face a blank mask, nothing was showing on her face at all, which was odd, since she was always so expressive.
"We are closed, go away," she muttered, her voice low and dark as she turned to continue towards the door.
Curious now, Hidan strode forward and slammed his hand on the wall next to the door as she started to open it. Making her pause and look up at him. Again her face a blank mask, though he could tell that there was something there in the depths of her blue eyes. It intrigued him much. What was she hiding that she would shut down like this? She had no snarky comment or witty remark to toss at him.
Though it bothered him and he was not sure why. Hidan just stared down at her, waiting to see if she would react. When she didn't do anything but look away from him and open the door, he used his foot to keep it open as she attempted to shut it. The pain that raced up his leg was unpleasant. He hated pain unless it was during his ritual to his god. Forcing his way into the shop, he looked around and noted that it looked just like it did the last time he was there.
Carefully he kept the girl in his line of sight as she just sighed and walked away from the open door. Her shoulders were stiff as she went about doing things in the shop. Tilting his head to the side Hidan went stiff when she looked at him again.
"So, why are you wandering around town without your lover?" she asked him.
The bluntness of the question had him almost falling onto his ass. Unable, or not wanting to, even rationalize what the hell she just said. Anger flooding his system before he let loose on her.
"How the fucking hell did you even come to that conclusion? Are you a delusional piece of shit? There is no way I would ever stick my dick into that man, or let him dip into me! I have standards!" he shouted at her, his hand going up in the air as he stalked over to the girl.
Who just stared up at him, eyes wide as her lips formed a thin line. Not waiting for her to speak, Hidan thrust his arms out and roughly shoved her backward, following in her wake.
"I mean seriously, are you a fucking retarded moron or something? Seriously, just because two guys are seen together often does not make them lovers. You are supposed to be a person of purity, why the fuck would you even go down that route?" he growled.
When he finally finished, he noted that her shoulders were shaking as she sucked her lips into her mouth, eyes still wide, but not bright with her obvious amusement — causing him to twitch and spasm. She was doing this to piss him off and succeeding considerably too. It infuriated him that she was getting the upper hand.
"Oh. Sorry then... so it is a bromance?" Kagome said, before bursting into a fit of giggles that had her collapsing on the floor.
At that point, the urge to kill her was overwhelming, but knowing that she willingly supplied healing herbs and necessary medical supplies to their organization, this girl was off-limits. Growling and cruising, Hidan turned and walked out, slamming the door behind him as that girl's giggles rang in his ears.
6 - Glitterific: (Found in Urban Dictionary) like terrific...only glittery! (My, that David Bowie concert was glitterific!)
He looked on in horror at his partner, who didn't appear amused at all. The third member of their entourage was giving off a rather exciting feeling. He didn't know how the man got lumped in with them since he didn't like the young, quiet man. But of course, they were on another mission for Leader and Konan. Who had been a bit distracted when she gave them the mission. Only to find out that the owner of the shop that supplied with much-needed necessities had not been at her shop and home for a few weeks.
Though they'd been informed that she often went out to gather herbs, she was never gone more than a week or two at most. And a supplier of Medical stuff was hard to come by. Though since his last meeting with the girl, he had not wanted to see her. But of course, it was a request from Leader and that he attached the Uchiha with them while his partner did a side mission to his home country, had Hidan wondering how much more shitty this day could be.
As if in answer to his silent question once they picked up the very faint trail, the girl left. And not because it was weeks old, but because she could move without leaving a trail, he got his answer. It had started as a rather hot and humid day. Only for them to come across a forest that was thick with undergrowth. Making his weapon all but useless due to how close everything was growing.
His instincts had told him to be on guard as they got deeper into the damn forest. The Uchiha had his damned Sharingan activated for a while. He was telling them that there were several people ahead. Most of which looked like small children. Something that was out of place in a forest, to begin with. So, as the air started to cling to his skin as they made for where the bodies were clustered, none of them were expecting to be attacked.
They had all, seasoned rogue ninjas, had been taken by surprise when
A loud boom was heard, causing them to crouch into a defensive stance ready for an attack only to end up coughing as smoke filled the air. Of course, they had jumped straight up to get to high ground for a better visual advantage. But again, they were assaulted, this time by what Hidan was sure was one of the most insidious substances on the face of the planet. And if he were not apart of the whole situation, he would be laughing at Kakazu and the Uchiha.
All three were covered from head to toe with sparkly, multi-colored glitter. This girl was not worth this. And he still had no clue how the hell that the attack was able to connect.
"You stupid ninja can come out. We won't let you harm the lady..." a timid child's voice spoke out.
Grinning widely as he dropped, Scythe coming off his back as Kakazu and Itachi surrounded the young boy. Who just stared up at them in defiance, while smiling darkly. Another loud boom went off, and more smoke covered the area, this time it smelled rancid before his brain caught up and registered that it was a handmade stink bomb.
"I am going to kill you, little Fuckers!" Hidan howled his body, starting to move forward to where the kid had been standing.
Only to go very still as the air went from humid to downright oppressive. Glancing around superstitiously, Hidan saw that both his partner and the Uchiha were not moving either. And from the look on their faces, they had not a clue as to why.
"I would appreciate it you glittery buffoon if you didn't use such language around the children," Came the ever familiar voice of the girl.
Who was now standing before the young child, her hand on his head? Her face thin, eyes hollow and blacked like a tanuki as she glared at them. But to his eye sight, he saw the pale lilac color glow around her body, telling him why the air felt oppressive to him. The way she leveled a cold, hard look at not just him but the other two, told him she had no fear of death.
"What are you doing here?" she asked as she flared out that aura of hers. Making his skin tingle and burn in places as the stink bomb was instantly cleared from the air.
Unable to stop himself, Hidan smirked at her and spoke up, "Finding and retrieving her sorry ass, girl."
In the next instant, he was on the ground gasping for breath and not even having to look up to know that his partner and the Uchiha were looking at him. This was just terrific; the bitch made him kneel by flaring her damned holy powers. She was even stronger than he had thought.
"I said no cussing around the kids. And I take it that Miss Konan sent you...Great..." she muttered loud enough to be heard. "I am helping the kids. I will return when I am done. So leave here now, you three, you are not welcomed. It had been a wonderfully terrific and glittery meeting."
With that, Hidan raised his head up to see her walking away from them as the air began to lessen around them. Retribution was shining in his purple eyes. This woman was starting to become the bane of his existence as he felt the gazes of his two companions weigh even heavier on his person.
7 - Magpie: a long-tailed crow with boldly marked (or green) plumage and a raucous voice.
The report they had given a week prior was still being picked over by Konan, who, along with everyone else, including their esteemed Leader, had laughed at them returning days later covered in glitter. The staff refused to come off. Hell, he was sure if he looked while pissing, it would be covering his dick. He hated glitter; it was official. And he was sure so did Kakazu and the Uchiha.
That had been one explanation he had somehow avoided answering when he had ended up kneeling due to the priestesses' power. Which Konan had informed them was named Kagome. They were well aware of what the girl was, which was why they kept sending him to get things from her. It was a cruel joke, but he had to endure it.
With a frown on his face, Hidan found himself outside of that shop again. This time he knew the girl was there. Having had been skulking around the city when he had caught sight of her. This meant they could get the supplies they needed before going out to capture the seven tails. Meaning he could be away from the city and girl for an extended amount of time. It sounded like a nice vacation with the prospect of slaughtering and sacrificing people to his god.
"You know you talk to yourself? Just like a very obnoxious bird," The girl's voice broke through his thoughts.
He was jerking his gaze down those six inches to look into a pair of blue eyes that were shining in amusement at him. The way they darted to and fro meant that she was seeing the glitter that refused to leave his person. At least, he was thankful for it; she was not laughing at him this time.
"I can remove the glitter that... lingers," she said as she walked away from him, back into her shop.
Narrowing his eyes at the girl, Hidan tried to figure out if there was an ulterior motive behind the offer she just gave him. Finally, he followed after Kagome, realizing that she was probably not capable of deceit with how she wore her emotions and thoughts on her face so openly.
"How?" he asked, his voice a bit clipped as he waited for an answer.
The look she gave him had him going still and wanting to run as a slow smile curled her lips upwards. It was never good when Konan got that look on her face; it usually led to something embarrassing in the immediate future. But the need to remove that sparkly substance from his person was more important than his loss of humility when he was by himself with the girl.
"Strip to your underwear...first," she said.
Feeling his jaw drop, he made a slightly shocked and strangled sound that had the girl laughing at him. Though the look she was still giving him was dead serious, she had meant it when she said strip down to his skivvies, which was not possible.
"I don't wear any," He said back bluntly, seeing the faint blush across her face and causing him to smirk.
It was a score for him. Though as he watched Kagome walk around him and close her door and lock it, Hidan wondered if it was a hollow victory when she picked up a towel, an incredibly small one, that would barely be able to cover his nether region. The smile on her face was positively demonic and sent shivers through his body as she told him to cover up with it as she vanished behind a door to grab the things he was sure she'd need to remove the glitter.
8 - Megalomaniacal: a person who is obsessed with their power.
Capturing the tailed beast had not been as easy as he had thought it would have been. Of course, being immortal gave him an edge. He was still being ripped into pieces hurt like a bitch, reminding him that he didn't like pain at all. Though the rush of power from all the sacrifices he got to do before and after the battle had been a nice boost to his power from his god.
So, he couldn't fathom why the hell he was sitting in that small cafe with his partner and that girl, Kagome, again having tea. This time he was listening to the conversation that was taking place. Surprisingly she was talking business and how to gross more money with Kakazu, meaning she understood the language he spoke fluently, other than death, money. And from the look on her face, she was enjoying the conversation. It made him shift a bit uncomfortable in his chair, drawing both their attention to him.
"What? Don't let me ruin your perfect little conversation," he muttered.
The way the girl looked as shock illuminated her face, had him wondering what set her off.
"Wow, I was not aware that a power-hungry jerk like you could talk without cursing," she said.
Slowly he replayed what he had just said in his head — realizing that the girl was right. But that didn't mean that she had to look so surprised. Hidan knew he was foul-mouthed, but that didn't mean he was not capable of speaking without using foul language. It just was not often as he looked at his partner who was watching things unfold between him and the girl with interest.
Smiling widely as the girl had the nerve or decency depending who you asked, to blush. It made him recall the last time he had seen her blush that shade. Sitting up straighter, Hidan let his elbow rest on the small table as he leaned forward.
"Oh...then again, you were not talking much when you helped remove all that glitter from my person either. Did you like what you saw? Touched? Did it excite you?" he said, dropping his voice to imply exactly how lewd he was being.
Though he knew that she had been very polite, he couldn't help, but the power plays with how open she was leaving herself. And he couldn't believe that the way to get rid of glitter was so simple. Cotton balls, water, and oil. Rubbing oil over the glitter and then dip the cotton balls in water and wipe away. So simple. But her face being that same shade of red it was right now was just too perfect to pass up the chance to poke her about.
"I...I... n-no... T-that was..." she stumbled over her words, making him laugh aloud at how flustered she was.
He missed the dark gleam that shone in her eyes as he laughed, so he was very unprepared for what she said next that had him going very still.
"Would it take me sleeping with you to get you to leave me the fuck alone, you ass?"
9 - Crazy: Mentally deranged, especially as manifested in a wild or aggressive way.
This chick had to be fucking crazy to say that. And the horror on Kagome's face said that she thought the same thing as she looked at the table with intent. As if it was the most amazing thing she'd seen since sliced bread. Of course, he took in shock. A deep rumbling chuckle drew him to look at his partner. The sound was unfamiliar to him from the man who never spoke more than he had, too — making the whole situation even more out of place.
Turning his gaze to the girl, he saw that she was looking at Kakazu as well. The awe on her face at seeing and hearing the man laugh. Narrowing his eyes at the girl, feeling annoyed that she was paying his partner attention, Hidan hissed low as he leaned across the table till he was only a few inches from her head and face.
"So, is that an offer? Or are you just a fucking tease, priestess? Because if it is an offer, right here would do me just good." he stated simply.
The way her head whipped around, him being so close to her face, he could see that her eyes were not just one shade of blue, but many, which made sense, since they tended to darken or lighten depending on her mood and reaction. But it was the way her lips parted, and she looked at him. It had the blood in his veins pumping before pain blossomed on his face. Letting out a loud howl for it, Hidan pulled away from the girl.
Who was sucking in deep breaths of air? Causing her chest to rise and fall very visibly, keeping his gaze there. It was a low growl and another burst of pain, this time on his opposite cheek; this time that had him standing up and towering over the girl who was already standing up. Anger flashed in her eyes as she flipped him the bird.
"I would not want to sleep with someone so vulgar and inept as you are with a woman," she bit out before storming out of the cafe.
"I do not know what it is about you that brings out the psycho in women, but how do you even get laid?"
At those words, Hidan, and he was sure Kakazu, turned to see Kisame standing by the open door looking highly amused as his partner gave a wide berth to the girl as she stormed away from the small cafe.
10 - Propensity: an inclination or natural tendency to behave in a particular way.
A smile on his lips as he slipped out of the headquarters. He had no missions, and while everyone was grouped for the moment, due to plans being laid for the future, Hidan had a destination in mind. He didn't have his Scythe, hell he wasn't wearing his robe and walking out in nothing but his sandals, pants, and a look chain shirt and having chosen to forgo wearing even his forehead protector around his neck.
This was a break from his usual and bound to get even more attention from the others in the organization. He didn't care. It had been months since the scene that he had a hand in causing in that cafe. And he couldn't have been happier. Jashin was sure to be pleased as well with all the events that had happened after it. Cackling to himself, Hidan made his way to the small shop, knowing it was the day that it was not opened at all, he slipped around the back to the staircase that led to the second floor and house part of it.
Taking the steps two at a time, he was soon standing at the plain, single wide door. He knew better than to touch it, being burned the first time was enough to teach him that. He didn't heal from holy powers very quickly and had to hide the fact he was hurt from even his partner, on top of Leader and Konan. Grinning, he waited until the door opened. Taking the hint, he slipped in and out of the way as Kagome slapped a few fudas around the edge.
When she turned to look at him, he attacked. Hand snapping out, threading through her thick, soft curls and pulling her forward. The wide-eyed look she gave him as his hands came up to his chest before he descended upon her. The way she pushed him, her fingers curling into the chain shirt, preventing her from digging her sharp little nails into his flesh as she growled at him. Oh yes, he had learned his prey very well as he used his other arm to wrap around her waist and lift her against his body.
The layout was straightforward and open. Hidan knew where the kitchen was, the dining table for two, the small area with a futon that was not rolled up yet as well as the little door that led to the small living quarters the only bathroom.
Dropping to his knees, not breaking the brutal kiss he was giving the girl, as she continued to struggle against him. Further inciting him to continue as he felt excitement course through his veins. Bending forward, he kept going until she was laying on the futon, allowing him to free his arm, which he promptly used to grab her arms as Hidan shifted himself, so he was straddling her legs as he pinned her arms above her head, effectively immobilizing her.
Breaking the kiss, he looked down at those angry blue eyes sitting above kiss-swollen lips and making her a genuinely delicious sight to behold to his eyes. Which he let them roam over her curvy figure that was barely concealed by a sleeping yukata. Oh yea, he was going to enjoy this visit much as he dipped his head down, nipping lightly at her lips, then along her jaw to her neck. He was feeling her body squirm underneath him as a soft groan escaped her lips.
When he got to the sensitive spot behind her ear, he licked it slowly with the tip of his tongue, tracing the line of her neck down to her collarbone, which he followed into the dip that would lead into the valley of her breast. His body was growing hot with his excitement as she began to struggle against him even harder, making the experience that much sweeter.
"You jerk, would you cease... This is... Oh... Oh..."
Hidan loved how she acted, the way her voice would get gradually higher before cutting off as she spoke. It was all apart of the game they played. It was a dangerous game too, him being aggressive, restraining her, forcing her Reiki to surface to dance across his skin as she struggled against him. But not to be released, but for dominance. This was the game that had rules, and it was one he enjoyed since it meant that each time, he tainted her that much more.
11 - Deviant: departing from usual or accepted standards, especially in social or sexual behavior.
Laying there, Hidan looked up into a pair of blue eyes that were almost black and glazed over with desire. At times like this, he thought her to be nearly as beautiful and glorious as his god. The way she bared her teeth at him, snapping them with a click of warning, making him laugh as he pulled her back to his body and forcing her to act in a manner that she would not usually show.
It had surprised him just how much of a deviant she was, especially after learning he didn't like pain. Oh, the way her face lit up when she bit him, and he had shoved her away from him. Angry.
The smile that dances across her flushed face had him swallowing rapidly as she straddled him and attempted to pin him. A boundary had been set that day, one for the both of them. It was the day she had entirely given herself to him. The sweet sound of her cry of pain, followed by screams, had sent himself over the edge. All though he had tried to draw blood from her, he found out that he couldn't.
He was leaving a new mystery in the wake of the discovery. It was why Kagome had not an iota of fear of him. He was unable to harm her, to draw blood, or kill her. And oh boy had they explored those to great lengths, leaving him mentally and emotionally exhausted. Things he thought he was incapable of feeling. But no, his little priestess proved him wrong.
He was chuckling as he felt her stiffen on top of him. Her head was coming up, eyes narrowing dangerously at him. While Hidan tried to look innocent as she sat up straight just as her door flared with that lilac-colored hue and her door burst open. There toppling into the room was none other than Tobi, Deidara, Kisame, and his partner. Behind them were the Uchiha and Sasori. Smiling widely, Hidan let his hands trail up Kagomes back, making it arch and show a good side view before he threaded his hands in her hand and drew her down and kissed her.
He had asked her once what she thought of being watched. The way she looked suddenly shy before admitting that it might be interesting. And setting this up, he knew that Kagome was a force to be reckoned with as she kissed him back, while he felt her lift her arm nearest the door and flipping her hand through a series of Buddhist seals. The screams of his fellow organization members were like a chaotic symphony to his ears as he rolled over, placing her on the bottom and away from the view of them. They'd get a show while in pain, he would pay for this later, but until then, he would be using the whole situation to his fucking advantage.
12 - Petrichor: a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.
It had been seven years since the end of the Shinobi war. And he couldn't believe what he saw there on his family's front doorstep. A familiar face that looked as if it had not aged at all since the last time he'd seen it. Realizing it was just too troublesome to figure it out, Shikamaru looked at the woman, who was smiling brightly at him.
The way those blue eyes seemed to see everything in a single glance was very disconcerting. But what seemed to draw his attention was the tiny cloaked person standing behind her. Who she didn't seem to be acknowledged at all as she waited for him to speak, again proving that all women were troublesome.
"Miss Kagome, it has been a while. I take it you are here for the usual?" he asked her.
The way she nodded her head, had him pausing. There was more than just the usual reason for her to be here. That was not normal. More so since a child accompanied her. Then again, seven years had gone by; she could have taken an apprentice since she had never seemed like the settle down and have a family type.
"Fine. Follow me to the forest. You may gather whatever herbs you need," Shikamaru said.
The small smile she flashed before holding out a hand to the child had Shikamaru feeling curious. So, doing his best not to think about it, he led her through the Nara compound to the forest. He was following her at a sedate pace and sensing the animals that lived in the forest stir and acknowledged them both.
When Kagome kept walking further into the woods, Shikamaru felt on edge. She had never in his life gone this deep. And he had always accompanied her on her visits. What was going on? What was her goal? The moment they entered the very center, her walking to the barren ground, he stiffened as he watched.
13 - Blood: initiate (someone) in a particular activity.
The moment she removed her traveling cloak, Shikamaru saw the small curved dagger at her waist. Her steppes were careful and measured as she walked around the outer edge of what had once been a hole he'd made.
Opening his mouth, he snapped it shut when her hands snapped out, forming seals rapidly, body glowing with an odd lilac hue. That had his instincts both calm and going wild. That was not chakra. No, it was called Reiki. He remembered his dad telling him that Kagome was a priestess, something that had supposedly vanished after the second shinobi war.
It was fascinating to see her at work. Was she blessing the ground that the evil was sealed in? No, not when he saw her draw that knife across her palm and let her blood spill freely onto the soil. Just before she dropped to her knees and looked to be in prayer, that Light around her grew brighter and brighter.
The next thing Shikamaru knew was the ground was pushing upwards, and he was sitting on his butt. Because a plant burst forth carrying with it a head. A very familiar head.
14 - Butt: (Urban Dictionary) the recipient or target of a joke.
A soft groan broke the silence of the clearing, before a loud stream of cussing tainted the air and complaining loudly about how bright it was as the eyes opened, revealing twin purple orbs. The moment those eyes landed on the woman before them, silence washed through the clearing once more. It seemed as if reality was warping around the two as they stared at each other.
"The hell are you doing here?" the head spoke.
The slight lift of an eyebrow was all that was seen before a resigned sigh was heard. "I was incessantly asked a particular question. One that won't be laid to rest until I answer."
"Then how the does that fucking involve me, Kagome?" the head snapped.
Seeing blue eyes flashed dangerously as a smile played across pink lips.
"Oh, that is easy," Kagome said as she held out her hand, which was quickly taken by a smaller one.
Purple eyes narrowed in a possessive manner. Hidan didn't care if it was a child. No one but him was allowed to lay a hand on the priestess. She belonged to him. He tainted her to be his and his alone.
"Geeze, seven and a half years haven't done a damn thing to temper your ego has it, magpie?" she said, a sardonic smile curling her lips.
Making the clearings, only other occupant gasp as she pulled the hood from the child's head. It was revealing straight gray hair, an oval face that was a replica of the heads, except for the gentle blue eyes. As said, the child just pressed closer to her.
"Jash, this is your daddy," she stated simply.
The head just looked down at the kid in stunned silence for a few minutes before looking back at the raven-haired woman he called his. "Your joking, right? You're not joking... I have when the hell did I spawn a demon on you?"
The dark smile he got in return had face going even paler than should have been possible as it got it answers, "Oh... the last time we were together you walking bag of dicks. The same day that all your little buddies in that criminal organization decided to break down my door as we were making love. Which, I have no doubt you planned, Hidan."
It was the soft thud, followed by the groaning of 'way too troublesome' that had the clearing going silent once more before, the head and woman started laughing. The child was just watching in fascination at the head that belonged to its father. Glad that he was not a freak that was easily dismembered and put back together.
THE END!