Here's chapter three... FINALLY! I've had this done for about a week, but I never got to putting it up, and I'm spending a lot of time studying for my final exams. But hey, chapter four's almost done, so I'm still doing something.
Anyway, here you go!
Partners
Chapter Three
For two weeks, Hidan spent his time with Deidara and Itachi, getting to know each other better and becoming closer friends. Occasionally, Sasori would join a conversation, but he would usually use short sentences. He would also see Kakuzu reading in the common room, only for him to leave as soon as Hidan entered with Deidara and Itachi; this annoyed Hidan to no end, and he quickly became frustrated with his lack of knowledge regarding his partner. HE only saw Kisame and Zetsu in the kitchen or training rooms.
Presently, Hidan was lying shirtless on his bed, reading his bible; Deidara and Sasori had been sent on a mission, and Itachi was spending time with Kisame.
Thank Jashin my room isn't anywhere near one of theirs. I could have sworn I saw rope burns on Itachi's wrists last week. I don't even want to know what they're doing now.
Hidan sighed and placed his bible down next to him on the bed. He looked around his room and heaved another sigh.
I really have to paint the walls a different color. Hm... maybe crimson.
Hidan had not put any time into redecorating the dull, grey room, and there was nothing
unique about it, save for a bookcase and a clay figurine on the desk.
It was nice of Deidara to make that for me. Now, what was it that he said? Oh yes, "No room is complete without art, un!"
Hidan let out a chuckle.
Jashin, he's crazy... hmm... I mis him already; it's just not the same without him.
He sighed again.
Just look at me; my friend's gone two days and I'm already acting like he's left for good. I'm so pathetic...
Hidan laid his head down on his pillow and stared at the ceiling.
A few moments later, a knock at his bedroom door broke the silence. Hidan pushed himself into a sitting position and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. After slipping a loose shirt over his bare torso, he stood up and walked across the room, yanking the door open abruptly. Zetsu stood on the other side of the door with his fist raised in the air, ready to knock again.
"Is there anything you need?" Hidan asked tiredly, hiding a yawn behind his hand.
"Leader-sama needs you in his office," Zetsu answered.
"Okay," Hidan said, following Zetsu out of the room and down several halls. They stopped at a large set of black double-doors with the Akitsuki cloud carved into the wood and painted red.
Zetsu knocked on the doors, and when a reply came from inside, he opened them and stepped inside, followed by Hidan. Inside the room, the leader sat behind a large desk covered in unorganized piles of papers and notebooks. Kakuzu stood to the side with this arms crossed over his chest.
"You may leave, Zetsu," the leader said.
After Zetsu closed the door behind himself, the leader turned to Kakuzu and Hidan, who were now standing in front of the desk.
"I have an assignment for you two," he started. "You will be traveling to the Land of the Waves, where you will eliminate a pair of women who have been causing trouble for Akitsuki. They live in a small village on the outskirts of the country. I f they are not there when you arrive, you are to stay and wait for them."
Hidan nodded, uttering a "hai, Leader-sama", and Kakuzu grunted as a response.
"I will provide you with enough money and provisions for a few months," the leader continued, "but I want this task to be completed as quickly as possible. These women have interfered with many of the recent missions in the Land of the Waves, and there is more business to be done there soon, so the success of those future missions depends on your success, understand?"
Both men standing opposite him nodded.
The leader took two files and slid them across the desk.
"Good. Now then, these are the women's profiles and the details of the mission," he said.
Hidan and Kakuzu each took one of the manila folders.
"You shall leave tomorrow morning; until then, you are dismissed."
Hidan bowed to show his respect, and Kakuzu inclined his head. Hidan went to the door and held it open for Kakuzu, who nodded to him, before exiting the office and walking back to his room.
A soon as he closed the bedroom door behind him, Hidan pulled of his shirt and threw it across the room. He went to his dresser and packed a duffle bag with the clothing and other items he would bring on the mission, setting it beside a three-bladed scythe that leaning against the wall.
He picked up a fresh towel from the pile on the desk chair and got soap and hair products out of the top drawer fo the dresser.
He went to the bathroom closest to his bedroom and turned the shower on, increasing the water temperature to nearly scalding hot; the room was quickly enveloped in thick, opaque steam. He sighed and let the hot water sooth his anxieties.
My first mission! Jashin... I'm so excited. I can prove to Kakuzu that I can actually do something. How can he just assume that I'll just be a liability because of how I act? I'll show him! And maybe I'll even learn something about him; he's so antisocial! Maybe I can make him open up to me. It would be a lot easier to work with someone who I know on some level. Maybe we could even be friends... yeah right!
He stood under the hot spray for a few more moments before shampooing his hair and rinsing out the suds. He conditioned his hair, and then washed his body with a large bar of soap. As he let the water carry the suds off his pale skin, he watched the droplets of soapy water slide down his arm and drip off his finger tips. When he was clean and soap-free, he turned off the water and stepped onto the cold tile floor. After quickly drying himself, he pulled on his boxers and pants, gathered his toiletries, and walked out into the hall.
While walking down one of the hallways, he bumped into someone going in the opposite direction. He muttered a quick apology, but didn't look up to see who it was.
He felt a prickling sensation on the back of his neck, and he god the impression that he was being watched. The feeling didn't leave him until he turned a corner.
When he got to his room, he closed the door behind him and pulled off his pants, walking over to his bed clad only in boxers. After reciting a prayer to Jashin, he turned out the lights and got under the covers. He was asleep within minutes.
Kakuzu walked back to his room from the leader's office.
He opened his bedroom door and walked into the room, which was just as plain and grey as it was when he first arrived at the Akitsuki headquarters. After packing the necessities for the mission, he sat down at his desk and opened the folder. He first read the sheet outlining the specific details fo the mission– the exact location, and other important information of that sort– and then turned to the profiles.
The first woman's name was Miyuki Himoura. Her picture showed that she was in her early twenties; she had short auburn hair, and around her neck hung a forehead-protector that signified he status as a ninja.
The second woman had now surname, and only the first-name "Nami" was printed in the name space. Her black hair reached just past her shoulders, and her long bangs were held out of her eyes– which were a shocking shade of lime-green– by a forehead-protector.
Just the two of them were able to cause Akitsuki so much trouble? They must be quite powerful, but we should be able to destroy them... just so long as that loud-mouthed Hidan decides to leave his "baka side" here.
After reading the file completely, Kakuzu decided to take a shower.
The last decent washing I'll be able to get for a while.
He sighed. He hated how little time was left for routine hygiene when he was on missions.
He gathered his toiletries and a towel, and then left his room, heading towards the nearest bathroom. As he walked down one of the many halls, he knocked into someone, and he stopped, looking behind him to see who it was.
What he saw caused his eyes to widen slightly, and he felt the heat of a blush rise to his cheeks, though his mask covered any color that may have come to his face. Hidan was walking down the hall from the shower, judging by the items he carried. His back was bare, and the muscles were well-defined under his pale skin. His silver hair was in slight disarray and still damp, giving it an extra, liquid shine His figure was lithe and lean, and his slim hips swayed with every step he took.
Like a woman, Kakuzu thought, He was internally laughing, though he was still entranced by Hidan's graceful movements.
Hidan's tight pants did nearly nothing to hide the contractions and relaxations of the taunt muscles in his legs and buttocks. One arm swung lazily at his side as he walked, his long, delicate fingers occasionally skimming the smooth material of his pants.
Kakuzu watched Hidan until he turned a corner, ant then continued walking towards the bathroom.
He's absolutely gorgeous! I don't think I've ever seen something so perfect. I hope he doesn't do anything to anger me; I don't want to go into a rage... it would be a terrible shame if I killed someone so beautiful...
DONE!
Wow, I was only planning on saying that "Hidan took a shower", but look... I spent so much time describing it. I'm such a bad person!
Anyway... I decided to make Kakuzu a rather curious person– only in his thoughts of course. And yes, I know it's a bit strange the way he's acting, but even big pincushions like him have a sex drive.
Chapter four'll come out soon! Love ya'll! Buh-bye!