A/N : Hello, it's me again. I know people aren't reading and or reviewing this (except for one person, thank you ;u; ). But I hope you enjoy this anyway. Read and Review.
After the eventful but messy dinner, Vanille helped Hidan clean himself up, since he began to cough blood. Kakuzu tried his best to calm down the furious Pulsian heiress, but only ended up getting whacked in the face. Eventually Kakuzu knocked her out with his extended fists. The tall man then took her to her room, and hoped to God that she wouldn't try to rip him to parts the next day.
"You okay?" Vanille asked worriedly.
"Yeah yeah, I'm fine. Just a little blood. Nothing to worry about."
Silence. "Hey Hidan, who is 'Jashin'?"
Hidan's eyes opened wide, surprised that the young woman even heard of his almighty God. Nevertheless, he wore a massive grin, ready to tell the Pulsian female about Jashin.
"Well, Jashin is basically a God. He's a fucking awesome God, and his followers are called Jashinists, like me." Vanille nodded, fully cooperating.
"And whenever Jashinists encounter a battle with humans, we are asked by Him to make a sacrifice." The red head cocked her head, "What's the sacrifice?"
He grinned mischievously, "The enemies' life and blood." Vanille covered her mouth, her voice lowered, "Oh my. You're... you're not gonna hurt us... are you?"
The Jashinist laughed heartily, wrapping his arm around the red head's shoulder, "No way! Besides, the Pulsian bitch said if we did anything to you guys, we'd get killed! But too bad! 'Cause you can't fucking kill me!"
"Why not?"
"'Cause people who follow the great Jashin are fuckin' immortal!"
"Oh, I see." she smiled, "Well, that's good I guess! That means you can take as many punches and kicks from Fang and you won't get hurt!"
He smiled sheepishly, "Well, we can still get hurt, I mean you saw me cough up the fucking blood, we just don't die. Besides, the pain from her feels good."
A pause.
"Why does it feel good, Hidan? Shouldn't it hurt?" Vanille questioned naively.
"'Cause Fang's hot! That's why! I wouldn't mind getting hit by her at all! Shit, it only makes me want her more!" he yelled, and then entering a dreamy-like state.
Vanille giggled, "Well, I guess it's true. She is really pretty. Too bad she doesn't really care for relationships. There are so many cute guys that wanna go out with her!"
Hidan's train of though stopped as soon as he heard Vanille mentioning other men, "What? Seriously?"
"Yep! I mean, you did say she was pretty, and after all, who wouldn't want to date the heiress?" the red head said sheepishly, shrugging.
Hidan stood up and grabbed Vanille's shoulders, rapidly shaking her back and forth, "How do I win?"
"Win what?"
"HOW THE FUCK DO I WIN HER OVER?" he practically screamed.
"Shut up!" A grumpy Kakuzu yelled, slamming the door and going back to sleep.
"Um, well. The thing is, like I said," Vanille started fiddling with her fingers, "She doesn't care for relationships." Hidan's head drooped. "But don't worry! We'll just start off with the basics! Start off being friends!"
"Come on, Vanille!" the Jashinist complained, "isn't there any other fuckin' way to win her over? Does she like perfumes or something?"
"I said no! She doesn't like that stuff!" she yelled, her face turning red. After calming down, Vanille told the love-stricken Jashinist what he could do, " Well, why not ask for a training session? But first, I think you should apologize to her."
"Why would I ask for a training session? And why should I apologize? She fuckin' kicked me!"
"If you wanna get on Fang's good side, you gotta be nice to her. And besides, Fang loves a good training session!"
"Is that all this woman does, train? Geez, how boring." Hidan complained.
"Well no, she does other stuff to. Like, attend meetings, go to parties, and sometimes if it's really nice outside," Vanille cupped her hands, and swayed herself side to side, "she'll go out to the beach and watch the moon. It's actually really romantic!"
"Would that mean, if she liked me ... we'd go out and watch the moon?"
"Yes! It's a Pulsian tradition to take your lover outside at midnight and watch the stars and the moon," the red head began to blush, "I wish I could find my love"
Hidan stared at the Pulsian female and said, "I think you'll find him, besides, you got a nice body! But the person won't be me. You already know I fucking like Fang."
"I know. And I wanna help you! I think she deserves someone... Well, goodnight Hidan!" she trotted to her bedroom, "Don't forget to apologize."
"Yep, I won't." And then Vanille closed the door, leaving Hidan alone in the kitchen. The silver haired man stretched his arms, and then went to his bedroom. As soon as he entered his room, he saw Kakuzu staring at him.
"Gah! What the fuck?"
"Calm down, it's just me you nitwit." the tanned man sighed.
"I know it's you, bastard. It's just your eyes. Their creepy."
"Whatever."
"Well, good-fucking-night. See you tomorrow." Hidan claimed sleepily.
"Whatever." Kakuzu moaned again.
A/N: I know that was a pretty short chapter, but I had to get it out of the way. So next time, Hidan's going to apologize and then basically ask Fang out on a date TEEHEE. How you liked this chapter!
