Chapter song: Put It to Bed by JHart (Hidan pov), Brain by Trey Songz (Kakuzu pov)
The door bell chimed as Kakuzu walked into work, just your regular Tuesday morning. The shop was closed on Mondays so people trailed in pretty slowly, not too eager to start their work week. He sat down at his work station, pulling his sketchbook and laptop out of his bag. He had a few appointments later in the afternoon, so he did his usual routine of checking emails from clients and making sure that all of his equipment was sterile and ready to go.
"Hey, buddy." Kisame called, walking into work and sitting down.
"Hey, good morning." He called back without looking up.
Kisame started his day, gathering up his materials and checking his laptop in turn. Suddenly, he swirled around in his wheely chair.
"So you and Hidan, huh?!" He said, a big grin on his face.
Kakuzu smiled under his black medical mask. "Yeah."
"I never pegged that shorty as being your type! Well, I didn't even know that you liked dudes." The shark-skinned man said, blunt as ever.
"Yeah," Kakuzu said. "Me neither, to be honest."
Kisame paused, confusion written across his face. "Hmm, you mean you never realized you liked guys until Hidan, then?" He asked tentatively.
Kakuzu rolled his green eyes.
"Nah, nah, I get it." Kisame interjected. "But how did things go from violence to being all kissy-kissy, anyway?"
Kakuzu groaned at the question. "It's a long story. Well, what about you, man? You're single for ages and then Itachi showed up with you last weekend."
Kisame smiled sheepishly, a funny look for the guy. "Ahhh, yeah, well we'd been talking for a while and started dating a few weeks ago. She's not super sociable so I wanted to wait a while before I introduced her to everyone."
"I gotcha." Kakuzu responded. He thought for a moment, and decided to give back some of that bluntness he always seemed to get from Kisame. "You're always checking out chicks with fat asses when we hit up the bar, is Itachi really your type?"
Kisame's smile disappeared and he crossed his arms. "Whoa, whoa, whoa dude. Itachi's a total babe." He said defensively. "She doesn't flaunt it or anything but she's probably just as fit as you are, man."
This made Kakuzu raise an eyebrow. "Is that right?"
"Yeah." Kisame continued. "She's been training in self-defense classes ever since she was a kid, so she's crazy lean and strong. She never bothers with cute clothes, but I like that she cares more about herself than her appearance."
Kakuzu considered his friend's words with appreciation. "That is nice, actually. Good for you, Kisame."
That brought Kisame's usual smile back to his face. "It's true that she doesn't eat a whole lot, though. She's light as a feather."
"I'm sure most girls feel light to you, Kisame." Kakuzu said.
"Hahah, you're probably right." He responded.
The conversation paused for a moment, and Hidan swept into Kakuzu's mind. Not that it was that unusual lately. "Hey, you perform scarification for people, right?"
The change of subject caught Kisame's attention. "Uh, yeah, from time to time. It's a pretty rare body mod, so not all too frequently." He responded.
"Did you ever notice that Hidan has a scarification on his left forearm?" He ventured.
Kisame put a hand to his chin and thought for a moment. "I've seen the kid like a million times. But no, I never noticed one."
"It's right here." Kakuzu pointed at his own left forearm, near the wrist. "It's of his family crest, but I had never noticed it until he pointed it out to me."
"Huh." Kisame said. "Yeah, he's really pale, so it's no wonder we didn't see it. How long ago did he get it done?"
"He said he got it done when he was sixteen." Kakuzu responded.
Kisame made a drawn-out noise of surprise. "Sixteen?! That's really fucking young to be getting shit that permanent done. I'll pierce sixteen year-olds, since it's whatever, but I always extend that to 21 for the other body mods."
Kakuzu listened with interest. "Where do you think he got it done, then?"
The blue-skinned man shrugged. "You can get anything done in most places with parent's permission. I just can't imagine any parent approving the skin to be ripped off of a sixteen year-old."
"Hidan said that it was a family tradition. So in his case, they would."
Kisame hmm'd. "Makes sense, I guess. Still weird though."
The conversation lulled again, and Kakuzu thought for a moment. Why the hell not.
"Have you done play piercing for a person before?" He asked.
Kisame looked up. "Yeah, quite a few times. I have people in occasionally that ask for corset piercings in particular. It's an intricate design of surface piercings that you thread ribbon though, for a corset effect. It's just temporary, though."
"Oh, I see." Kakuzu said. "So just for artsy effect, then?"
"Yeah, pretty much. Well, you get some people that really get off on the adrenaline rush, but there's plenty of people that like it just for the aesthetics, too. Why do you ask?" Kisame said.
"Uhh..." Kakuzu trailed. "No reason, just curious." An obvious lie.
"Ok, dude." Kisame laughed. He turned back to his desk, signaling an end to the conversation.
Kakuzu turned back to his desk as well. He stared at his laptop screen, now uninterested in the work sitting before him.
So there was an aesthetic side to play piercing as well. Hidan's blog made more sense for those who were interested in that side of things, but Kakuzu knew that for the most part, Hidan just got off on the endorphin rush. He smirked to himself.
He'd been texting the boy off and on, but it had been a day since since Sunday.
He tapped his phone to wake it. Tapping the messages icon, he clicked the first one in the lineup. Hidan. You free tonight? He texted.
It was past noon, so he knew the Jashinist would be up by now.
Yeah, you wanna go out? Smile emoji The reply came. Kakuzu stared at his phone's screen. This would be their first official date. Not that the silver-haired boy probably cared about that sort of stuff, but Kakuzu knew some people did. He thought for a moment on what...regular? people would do on a night out.
Do you like laser tag? He messaged.
Hidan's text bubbles popped up quickly. Fuck yeah! Let's do it.
Ok, I'll pick you up when I get off work.
Hidan clutched the laser gun to his chest, his breath heaving. The arcade was pitch-black, only lit up near neon lights which beamed in random directions. It was a one-on-one death match, given that they were the only people in the arcade's laser tag room this late.
He crouched near a wall, his velcro vest stiff against his chest. He prayed his breathing to slow down, to try and mask the noise he made.
A shadow started to creep around the wall just in front of him. Hidan took the opportunity to lay flat on the ground, pointing the gun at the shadow. Kakuzu's dark figure emerged.
"Got you, fucker!" He shouted, firing the gun with pew pew pew sounds. He knew that a few had hit the large man, but all of the shots missed the red target on Kakuzu's chest. The miser quickly darted behind a wall.
"You would'a got me if you had kept that mouth shut!" Kakuzu shouted from his hiding spot.
Hidan quickly got up and ran into a different direction. He looked up, but he wasn't being followed. He entered a clearing and spun around, not seeing any movement.
"Get out here and face me!" Hidan screeched. "Or are you a pussy?"
Bzz his jacket buzzed a complaint, indicating a hit. He whirled around. "Where are you?!" He yelled.
Kakuzu's laughing came from around a nearby corner, and Hidan crouched down. At the very least, he should hide his target. He shook his head, knowing that that wouldn't protect the target on his back. Instead, he stood up again and began running. He ran and ran, knowing that the miser couldn't have kept up with him this time. He hid behind a wall, panting as he tried to catch his breath.
Kakuzu's figure crept out again, walking silently in the dark. He waited until the red target was in view, and fired. Kakuzu's vest bzz'ed. Finally! He scored a point. Kakuzu darted around a corner to hide.
Hidan kept still, keeping his position behind the wall. If he could just stay there quietly, he was sure he could steal another point and maybe catch up to Kakuzu's score. Not that it was much of a fair game. The tanned-skin man was able to run faster and his aim was way better.
Hidan breathed in and out slowly, trying to make himself as quiet as possible. He slid down facing a wall, peering around.
An arm suddenly wrapped around his neck from behind, pulling him to his feet. Hidan struggled against the chokehold, instinctively trying to break free. The grip was tight, and he felt the breath escape his throat.
"Gotcha." A voice whispered into his ear, lips grazing his cartilage.
Immediately, he stopped struggling, the strain in his muscles melting into a puddle at Kakuzu's words. The arm around Hidan's throat made him cough, and Kakuzu quickly released him. Finding the air, Hidan laughed. He pushed his boyfriend away playfully.
He faced Kakuzu, the man's figure silhouetted in the dark room. "What?" He called nervously.
Kakuzu's figure moved towards him, but his gun was lowered. He stiffened, not sure how to act. The larger man's arm wrapped around his waist, the other pulling Hidan's chin up to meet his lips in a kiss.
Hidan sighed into the kiss, his gun bouncing from the strap around his back, already forgotten. His knees buckled a little bit, letting the strong arms instinctively pull him closer.
They kissed, mouths dancing in rhythm with each other. Hidan felt a firm grip around his mouth force his jaw open, and Kakuzu delved into his moist cavern with a greedy tongue. He didn't even have a chance to resist, the miser completely subjugating him. Kakuzu pressed him into the wall behind, his leg pushing his own legs apart. He ground into him hard, and Hidan couldn't help but let a moan out into Kakuzu's hot, wet mouth.
Suddenly, a white light made Hidan's eyes shoot open. A flashlight was blinding the two of them, Kakuzu angrily shielding his eyes from the light.
"What the...?" A voice came. "Uhhh...we're closed. Please leave."
Hidan was in Kakuzu's old beater of a car, practically bouncing around in the passenger seat. "Did you see the look on that guy's face when he kicked us out? Oh my god."
Kakuzu snorted. "No, he was blinding me with his goddamn flashlight."
Hidan's voice rang out a laugh. "You missed out. Shit was hilarious."
Kakuzu grunted nonchalantly. "So, you want me to drop you off at your place or...?"
Hidan's eyes glanced over and met Kakuzu's. His strong hands were gripped around the wheel, but Hidan could see the blush creeping over his tan skin.
"Nah, your place is good." He replied with a smile.
A bit later, they pulled up to Kakuzu's old apartment. Hidan let himself out, and they began the trudge up three flights of stairs.
"Remind me...why..." he wheezed dramatically, "you live on the third floor?"
Kakuzu snorted and rolled his eyes. "That's why. Sounds like you could use the exercise."
"Goddamn gym rat..." he mumbled under his breath.
They reached the third floor, entering Kakuzu's apartment. The lights flicked on, and Hidan glanced around at the familiar kitchen and living area.
He followed Kakuzu to the larger man's bedroom, and took first dibs in flopping down on the queen-sized mattress.
The lights flicked off and Hidan waited, laying there on the bed. His palms began to sweat in anticipation. Making out in the arcade earlier had made his head spin with dirty thoughts the whole drive back, and he wasn't going to let his new boyfriend off so easily for that little stunt.
His eagerness was rewarded as Kakuzu's hand placed itself on his cheek. Hidan looked up, and could see Kakuzu's dark green eyes in the moonlight of the bedroom. Hidan made the first move this time, bringing his lips forward to meet Kakuzu's in a crashing kiss.
Kakuzu pulled back with a small laugh.
"Eager, aren't you?" He said.
Instead of responding, Hidan just playfully licked his lips at Kakuzu. Come on already.
The larger man climbed on top of him, attacking his lips with a large hand on the back of his neck. Kakuzu's teeth nipped at his lips and Hidan let out a moan. He could feel Kakuzu's lips twitch into a smile as Kakuzu's tongue dominated his mouth, swirling around to feel every inch of it.
The hot kiss was driving Hidan wild, and he wanted to give some of the heat back. He grabbed Kakuzu's tongue, giving it a good suck. The tanned-skin man stilled, enjoying the feeling. Hidan felt Kakuzu tugging at his shirt, and he sat up to discard his clothes. Kakuzu pulled off his clothes as well, and pressed his larger body into his own. Their dicks ground hard against each other, and Hidan let out a small moan. He felt a hand snake around both of their members, and Kakuzu's large hand began pumping them both as they shuddered and moaned.
Hidan wrapped his legs around the larger man, reaching up to pull the stitched shoulders down to his. Kakuzu continued pumping their cocks, but Hidan wanted to keep Kakuzu on edge. His hand snaked into the dark tresses, and he slowly pulled the hair band out of Kakuzu's hair. The larger man's hand stopped with the motion as he looked into Hidan's eyes.
Dark strands of hair fell around the larger man's face, tickling Hidan's cheeks. He wrapped his hand around Kakuzu's neck, bring his lover closer. He kissed him softly, then broke to kiss his mouth's edge, his cheek, then he brought his lips to the man's ear. He grinned mischievously, dipping his tongue into the crevices of Kakuzu's ear. Kakuzu immediately shuddered, gripping the blanket behind his head. Hidan played with him, dragging his tongue through the cartilage, then nibbling on his lobe.
It was having a glorious effect on the older man, and Kakuzu shuddered with every stroke of his tongue. Hidan gripped the lobe again, and gave it a good tug, earning a moan from Kakuzu. His hips ground into Kakuzu's, keeping their momentum going.
Suddenly, Kakuzu leaned back. "Okay, okay." The older man huffed. Hidan heard some shuffling sounds and suddenly a strong hand was on his thigh, lifting his leg up.
Hidan felt a wet digit at his entrance and tightened his core in anticipation. It entered slowly, and he twitched as he slowly adjusted to the feeling. Kakuzu's finger gave a tentative swipe up and Hidan's hips jerked in response. The digit moved in and out slowly, then another pushed through. Hidan moaned aloud with the new sensation, bucking his hips. Kakuzu used his free hand to push his hips down into the bed, and worked him with his two fingers.
Hidan moaned, feeling the fingers thrust and begin to scissor inside of him. The pace steadily increased, and Hidan's belly felt hot and coiled. He eyes lolled around, the pleasure too much.
And then, emptiness. Kakuzu pulled his fingers out, and Hidan groaned in frustration. "I was just about to-" he protested, but Kakuzu suddenly positioned himself at Hidan's hot entrance. Without warning, he started pushing inside, and Hidan squirmed at the sudden feeling.
"Ahh-" Hidan moaned, feeling Kakuzu's hot dick pushing its way inside. A moment later, Kakuzu was fully seated inside him. Kakuzu paused above him, pulling his thighs up to angle himself even deeper inside. Hidan squinted at the sudden pressure, a bit pained. Kakuzu paused for a moment, waiting for him to give the go-ahead. The sensation was overwhelming, and Hidan felt as if he could barely take any more.
"Okay-" He gasped out, and Kakuzu slowly slid out, then back in again. Hidan's hips were high, Kakuzu straddling his thighs as he began to move.
Kakuzu rocked against him, fucking him at a good and steady pace. Hidan moaned every so often, eyes squinting with pleasure. His fingers dug into the blanket underneath, his hair splayed against the pillow behind him.
Kakuzu dropped one of Hidan's legs, propping the other on his large shoulder. Hidan moaned as his weight shifted, feeling Kakuzu's hot member thrusting into him again and again. Hidan's skin was covered in a sheen sweat as he grunted, enjoying every one of Kakuzu's thrusts.
Kakuzu's hands gripped Hidan as he shifted back into a missionary position. Hard, but not hard enough to leave bruises. Hidan could see Kakuzu's hair sticking to his face, set loose from the hair tie. Hidan smiled and wrapped his legs possessively around the tattooed man. Kakuzu began thrusting harder in response, and Hidan groaned with the waves of pleasure his body felt.
But he wanted more. He wrapped his arms around Kakuzu's large shoulders. "Good...just like that..." he breathed out. Kakuzu started thrusting at a fast face, and Hidan couldn't help but mewl and moan. His fingers raked against Kakuzu's back, and his fingernails caused the larger man to groan in response. He wasn't sure if the larger man appreciated the pain, but it made Kakuzu buck harder. Hidan grinned, digging his nails into the man's back purposefully this time.
Kakuzu breathed out an angry grunt and sat up, throwing Hidan's hold off of him. The miser began thrusting into him at a wild pace, and the upward motion starting jamming into prostate.
"Right...there...!" Hidan yelled between moans, delirious with pleasure. Kakuzu continued thrusting hard, and Hidan's voice rang out, his orgasm overwhelming him. He came, and felt Kakuzu cum inside him at the same time. Kakuzu's large hands gripped his thighs hard as he came, and his whole body shuddered with the pleasure.
Finally, they both slumped down. They took a moment, catching their breath. Kakuzu unsheathed himself and got up, heading for the bathroom. Hidan watched him, still in a daze. The bathroom light flicked on, then off a moment later. He heard the blankets ruffle as Kakuzu climbed into the bed, pulling Hidan's body close to his.
They sighed into each other, quiet in each other's arms. Hidan smiled, cuddling closer. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears, and could hear Kakuzu's heart beating quickly too as his head rested on the larger man's chest.
His hand tentatively reached up, a finger drawing circles on Kakuzu's chest.
Kakuzu's eyes remained closed, but he pulled Hidan in close with a large, warm hand.
Hidan was tired, and he felt sleep tugging at his eyes. Suddenly, the warmth was gone as Kakuzu sat up in the bed. The lamp on the nightstand flicked on. Hidan could see that he was glancing through his phone sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Not tired?" Hidan called.
"I have some investments I wanted to check on before I go to bed." Kakuzu responded.
Hidan didn't respond, just laid there, propped up on his arm gazing at Kakuzu's figure. Investments? Whatever.
A few tattoos that Hidan hadn't noticed before were displayed before him across the man's large, tan back. They were scattered about, obviously not having been placed in a careful plan like Kakuzu's sleeve had been. Hidan's eyes gazed, but there was so much to take in. He saw a japanese-style tattoo of a snake battling a praying mantis. Stretching down the right side was a scorpion with dripping venom. On the right, a nightscape with an intricately shaded sky and glowing moon. A few unshaded, simple pieces stuck out. A rubix cube with the squares covered in money symbols. A moth with a halo. Although the styles varied from piece to piece, they were all obviously great work.
Hidan scooted closer, peering closely. There were a few tattoos with calligraphy. No pain no gain was inked on his right shoulder blade in dark, swooping letters. No surprise there. Another was under a pin-up girl, a tiny tattoo only three or four inches across. Yugito, it read.
Hidan immediately bristled. What. The. Fuck.
He flipped over, seething with rage. Kakuzu noticed the movement and looked over.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing." Hidan responded, trying to make his voice calm. "I'm just tired. Going to sleep."
Kakuzu was quiet for a moment. The lamplight disappeared with a click and Hidan felt Kakuzu's warm body nuzzle into his. Kakuzu pulled him close and gave a gentle squeeze. Despite his anger, he couldn't help but melt into the larger man's embrace, sighing with content. Surrounded by warmth and Kakuzu's comforting scent, he quickly drifted into sleep.