"Oh my. It must be dire if Kakuzu is asking me." Orochimaru smirked, setting his chopsticks down and folding his hands neatly on the table.

As soon as Hidan had heard what Kakuzu said, he stopped eating, and set his chopsticks down...well...more like dropped them, his food falling out of his mouth and landing in a mashed up mound of noodles on his plate. "Kakuzu...you can't be serious..." He said his eyes wide.

Kakuzu glanced at Hidan, slowly nodding. "Of course I am." He replied, taking a sip of his ice tea, "if it means being able to stay free at inns, I'm all for it."

Hidan's jaw dropped as his eyes continued to widen, "You're unbelievable..." Kakuzu merely 'hrmp'ed and looked to the side, Hidan's expression vexing him slightly.

"Hmm.." The snake man said suddenly, glancing between the both of them, "well...Kakuzu you have Hidan at a friendly distance, I'd suggest bringing his chair closer and wrapping an arm around him." He said matter-of-factly, glancing at the men in question.

At this Hidan smirked, pressing his hands against the table, "Yeah right! Kakuzu wouldn't do-" His sentence was interrupted by a loud screech of some stubborn chair legs, causing the twisted priest to tense up, his fingers curling slightly.

"Kakuzu..wha-?" He felt a strong arm wrap itself tightly around his waist, yanking Hidan against him so suddenly that his face practically smacked into his chest. Hidan's eyes were wide as his hands reflexively rested themselves against his pecs. He glanced at the arm around him, a weird feeling of comfort spreading itself from where his arm was placed and all throughout the rest of his body.

Hidan stared up at Kakuzu, who stared down at him with a raised eyebrow. He could tell the fucker was amused, the way his eyes lifted suggested the bastard was smirking his little ass off. Hidan pouted up at him, looking to the side in a twisted with a face full of embarrassment and anger. He inhaled as if to sigh, Kakuzu's scent invading his nostrils almost immediately. The stitched man smelled like some sort of musky cologne, mixed with an almost copper scent. The copper had to have come from Kakuzu dealing with the bills and coins of money frequently. Hidan almost snorted at this.

The last smell...sweet jashin himself..the last smell he decided he really liked. It was the scent of long forgotten books in one's attic. The way Jashin's bibles smelled. The good ones at least, not the crappy ones the new followers were receiving. He had to fight the chuckle which wanted to escape from his throat. Hidan snapped out of his inner monologue, leaning back slightly to fold his arms angrily across his chest.

All the while Kakuzu had been observing Hidan, watching the monk's face change from a different range of emotions that only proved to amuse him more. Of course the monk's scent has hit his nostrils strongly as well, aromas of great strength reaching his nose: Lavender. Blood. Oranges. All these collided together and formed a unique scent that could never be anyone else but Hidan. He had often smelled the lavender, but it had only been a slight wisp of it when the monk got out of his nightly shower.

"Is that your shampoo?" Kakuzu asked suddenly, seeming to forget the three pairs of eyes upon them. Hidan's head spun around to face him with widened eyes.

"...What?" Hidan asked, blinking slightly at the question.

"The Lavender. Is it your shampoo?" He repeated, his eyes now raising themselves to stare at monk's ungelled hair. The way his bangs hung in front of his face in ragged edges showed he has most likely cut them with a kunai, but for some reason it didn't look bad at all. In fact, if anything it made his whiny partner look more attractive.

He heard a smooth chuckle from Hidan, a teasing grin on his face, "Yeah, it is. It's this brand I've always bought...I like the way it makes my hair feels." At this Hidan lifted his hand up, running it through his hair as an example.

Kakuzu reached his hand up without even thinking, it slowly finding it's way into the silky strands and next to the other man's hand. He gently moved his fingers around, fisting it loosely before releasing it and smoothing his hand over the ruffled up part. He watched Hidan go silent; his eyes watching Kakuzu's arm move back and forth as the treasurer messed with his hair, and then smoothed it back down.

A warm tingling sensation became to squirm around in Hidan's tummy, his pulse quickening as well as his face beginning to warm up. He gulped softly, these new sensations rushing over him and thoroughly confusing him in the process. He grabbed Kakuzu's wrist loosely, pulling his hand gently away from his head and setting it down onto the table next to his plate. He then placed his own hand in his lap, staring up at the masked man silently for once.

"Well...that was an awkward experience fucker...But I think I've come to accept the deep shit we've dug ourselves into." Hidan said, grinning slightly.

"Oh?" Kakuzu asked, eyebrow raised. 'Took him long enough.' He added mentally.

Hidan answered with a nod, his arms wrapping themselves around Kakuzu's neck. The stitched man ignored how pleasurable this made him feel, instead raising his eyebrow and giving Hidan a skeptical look.

Hidan's grin merely grew a total look of 'Two can and will play at this game.' The pale man turned to the snake and his partner, slamming his fist onto the table.

"Alright fucker! Tell me how to be his lover without sucking his cock!"

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Hidan practically skipped down the hallways, his hand holding onto a slightly amused waterfall nin's as they walked. Kakuzu couldn't help but be amused at the failed jehovah's witness's actions. They were so dramatically different from his usual ways...It would be a relief to him if it weren't so creepy.

"Hidan..." He said suddenly, watching as Hidan turned around with a gooey smile on his face.

"Yes pookums?"

"...Ok..now your just overdoing it.."

"Overdoing what Honey-pookybear?" Hidan said with a fake innocence, the slightest glint of a smirk on his face. Kakuzu's eyes narrowed, standing still as he stared at him.

"Alright Hidan..I get it. You have made your point." Kakuzu said bluntly, deciding not to beat around the bush or else the monk would make him repeat himself for his own twisted satisfaction. "Using you for money is bad." The stiched treasurer hadn't really learned his lesson, but if it meant Hidan acting somewhat normal then he'd lie.

"Good!" Hidan said finally, a frown setting on his features as he yanked his hand away. "My hand was getting sweaty..." At this he rubbed his palm against the excess fabric on Kakuzu's clothed arm, pulling it away once he was satisfied. He ignored the fact that he had been having way too much fun. Stupid fucking brain. Making up fucking things to fuck with his fucking head!

Kakuzu stared at the slight stain on his arm with a small amount of revulsion, then looked at Hidan. The man wasn't making eye contact with him, hell; he wasn't even looking at him. It seemed he was very occupied with the hallway wall, as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. He raised an eyebrow at this, staring at the wall as well.

"...Are you actually thinking..? Or has your brain just stopped..?" He said dryly, waiting for his partner's explosive reaction.

Hidan merely turned away from him, muttering under his breath, " I need a bath.." and headed off towards the hot springs again.

Kakuzu blinked.

And blinked.

And blinked.

Finally he managed to recover, a frown setting on his features. Did Hidan just..not blow up at him? He didn't even glare at him. The past five minutes had gone from creepy to just down right unsettling...and it was starting to piss Kakuzu off.

What happened in the next five minutes was a complete blur to him, a thing that sometimes happens when his anger begins to mount. The next thing he knew, he had a wide-eyed Hidan staring up at him, his body pressing him against the rough bark of a blooming sakura tree. Kakuzu was glaring down at him, holding his wrists in a vice-like grip behind the monk's body.

"K-kakuzu..." Hidan let out a nervous laugh, raising an eyebrow at him, "You ok man...? Y-your kinda freaking the shit out of me here..I mean I'm used to your anger but damn..this feels...different for some fucking reason.." Another nervous laugh. A silent hope that the stiched man chuckled along.

Kakuzu's eyes softened slightly, his hands releasing Hidan's wrists. His body still keeping him tightly trapped against the tree. He silently observed the other's body, feeling the hard muscles and the bone, barely any fat at all on the man's frame. This didn't faze Kakuzu in the slightest; For it had been much too long..way too long since he felt the touch of another, the feelings swirling inside of him and clouding his mind, making him forget just who he had pinned.

Hidan began to squirm against him, pushing at a totally-not-budging chest. "D-dude stop..Seriously. Your creeping me the fuck out. And you smell." Hidan's nose wrinkled in a form of revulsion, a small pout settling on his features as if Kakuzu's scent had scolded at him. "Have you taken a bath since you got here? I mean, seriously, your starting to fuckin stink."

Kakuzu wasn't paying any attention; he was reaching underneath the back of his head and slowly un latching his mask that hid the lower half of his face. He let it fall, pleased when Hidan stopped talking and fell silent with a dear-in-the-headlights look about him.

"Dude...is that your fucking face?" Hidan's hand shot up, a single pale finger tracing the stitches that kept Kakuzu's cheeks together. Kakuzu tensed at the contact, watching Hidan's face with great amusement. He smiled slightly, the man near him letting out a small noise of surprise when the stitches moved with it.

"Wow that's actually...kinda cool. Fucking creepy-as-hell...But still kinda cool." Hidan smiled slightly, his hand still tracing the man's stitches. Kakuzu welcomed the touch, licking his suddenly dry lips. Hidan watched the slight movement, his eyes filled with an emotion that Kakuzu could not recognize, and didn't really give a damn to.

"Hidan.." He said, speaking after a long amount of time. Hidan almost immediately dropped his hand, looking up at him with a slight curiosity. Kakuzu deemed this look cute. Mentally daring anyone to say otherwise.

Hidan raised an eyebrow when Kakuzu didn't say anything. If you asked him, he'd say the fucker was acting weirder than usual. Much weirder. Hidan silently stared Kakuzu in the eyes, squirming against Kakuzu when the silence started to become uncomfortable once more.

"What do you want fucker?!" He finally demanded, leaning up and glaring Kakuzu in the face to where their noses were practically touching. Kakuzu merely stared at him silently, before reaching up and pressing his soft hands on each side of Hidan's face. Hidan's eyes widened almost comically, causing his squirming to increase.

" This." Kakuzu said huskily, yanking Hidan's face forward and mashing their lips together. Hidan's body went rigid, so still that Kakuzu wondered if this was how one killed a follower of Jashin. That idea made him smirk against the soft pale lips of his partner. He stared into Hidan's dangerously wide eyes, his head tilting slightly so his lips glided over the warm surface.

Hidan stared into the completely dead serious eyes of his partner. Blinking stupidly as the man tilted his head, his rough but gentle, and slightly wet, lips moving over him. A small fire ignited in the pit of Hidan's abdomen at that simple move, a gentle shiver that didn't go unnoticed by the other man coursing up and down his spine. The other nin's hands slowly glided down from his cheek to wrap themselves possessively around his waist.

Hidan had never really kissed someone before. I mean sure he had fucked someone before, don't get him wrong, but he didn't really ever kiss his partners. He was the fuck 'em then leave 'em dead type. So the weird sensation of Kakuzu breaking away, then kissing him again, the repeating the process quicker and quicker til Hidan awkwardly began to open his mouth with each warm press of his lips began to make the lust rise in Hidan's stomach. Now that made him confused, seriously.

'Kakuzu's kissing me? Me?!? The one he called a fucktard then threw into a river just for his amusement?! Chopped off my head and then stuffed it inside a fucking cupboard so he could have a peaceful night's sleep? That Kakuzu? The very same?' He found it very hard to believe, letting out a squeak as he felt something cool and wet rub across his lip, inviting itself inside of his mouth with forceful dominance.

'My God.' Kakuzu thought silently as he devoured the monk's mouth. He had not known what had come over him to do this, but somewhere inside of him he was so glad he did. Hidan tasted like heaven, which was ironic, him being a satan or whatever worshipper and all. Kakuzu couldn't care who he worshiped at this point, just as long as he could keep himself inside Hidan's mouth. Which slightly amused him since the monk's mouth was the feature he had hated most until now.

The treasurer had not known he had really been attracted to Hidan. Well...that wasn't entirely true.. There had been moments since their partnership began when he had been staring at his partner with more than annoyance, but those had been very rare occasions indeed.

His larger tongue glided against his partner's, letting out a slight growl when he felt no response. The growl caused Hidan to snap to his senses, and Kakuzu felt a fist lodge itself in his gut before he was thrown backwards roughly onto his ass.

He glanced up at Hidan, about to ask him what the fuck that was for, but the monk's expression made it freeze in his throat.

Hidan's eyes seemed to be full with a bunch of raging emotions, switching frequently from anger to confusion he noticed. Kakuzu slowly stood up, watching as the man stared at him silently before swiftly turning around and marching towards the hotel.

The twisted treasurer watched him til he disappeared from sight, knowing full well what had just happened.

He had royally fucked up.

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HOLY FUCK GUYS! HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN? TOO LONG! I am so fucking sorry. I really am.

I THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR REVIEWING THIS CARCASS. IT FUELED ME TO FINISH THIS! Sorry the quality sucks.

And Uh..Here's a few notes:

I think this is before Hidan has seen any part of Kakuzu's face, so this is early in their partnership.And..yeah...

Sorry sorry sorry guys. I really am. I promise to upload a new chapter soon! And I'm really sorry for OOCness!

And thank you again for hanging in there!

And sorry for any weird sentences. Microsoft word tends to be crazy.