Sorry for the super long time between chapters. My life got a little chaotic. Plus writer's block. Not funnn. D:
I. do. not. own. Naruto.
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"Oh fuck! Oh lord Jashin, why? Why in all the hells?" Hidan whined from the bathroom.
Kakuzu looked up from his book, "How to be a Millionaire by Age 40."
"What are you bitching about now?"
Hidan's silver head popped out, his hair a mess. "I ran out of fucking hair gel! God dammit..."
Kakuzu smirked. He always loved watching his partner suffer, the religious bastard.
"Why don't you just smooth it down with water?" If only he could do that everyday...it would save so much more money...
Hidan wrinkled his nose. "Augh, that looks so god damn cheap though!" Although..I suppose it's really the only choice I have...dammit.
He went back into the bathroom, and Kakuzu heard the water running. A few minutes later, Hidan walked out, grumbling.
"Asshole, there's no difference between the water and the damn hair gel!"
Hidan sat down on his bed, sneering. "Of course there is! Hair gel costs more money than water!"
"Oh, you bastard..."
He got up, laughing, and walked down the hall to meet Tsuki. They bumped into each other in the hallway, each going to the other's room.
"Oh, hey Hidan! Ready to go?"
He smirked. "Go? What do you mean? We're staying right here."
Tsuki cocked her head. "Huh?"
Hidan stared at her. "You get to watch me perform Jashin's ritual of course!" At the sound of Jashin, Hidan's eyes gleamed deviously.
Tsuki grew wide eyed. "O-oh. Sounds...interesting...well, um, let's...go?"
He led her into his ritual room, tightly closing the door behind him.
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"Haha. Tsuki must be dying, un. Hidan's rituals aren't fun, un." He had memories of the time Hidan had made him watch one of the rituals. He shuddered. Not something he wanted to go through agin.
"Hey, she made it into the Akatsuki, so she must be able to handle stuff like that," Itachi said, flipping through a magazine.
"Itachi-san, not even you could handle one of those rituals, un." That was definately an understatement. Itachi would die if he saw that ritual...
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Six hours later...
The door clicked open, and out came Hidan, followed by a very wide eyed Tsuki. They were both splattered with blood, and Hidan even had a few puncture wounds on him. "Oh...my...god," was all Tsuki could manage to choke out.
Hidan smirked. She must have loveddd it!
"Well, Hidan, I'm going...back to my...room. See you...later..." She stumbled back to her room. Damn, I need a shower...
She concluded that she was never convertinng to Hidan's religion, no matter how many times he pestered her to.