"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before."
"We're going to feel the pain of your death together! Ahahaha!" The man with silver hair laughed insanely.
"What the fuck Yasu! You bitch! Get your ass back here now!"
"Catch me if you can Hidan! Your slow ass probably can't!"
The girl laughed loudly as she continued to run from the boy, long legs keeping her a good distance ahead. Hidan growled out another curse at the girl, attempting to force his legs to carry him faster. It wasn't long before he could feel his body refusing to go on any longer and he tumbled into a pile on the ground. His chest heaved up and down rapidly as he greedily sucked air into his lungs. He flipped himself over so he could lie on his back and stared up at the blue sky. The girls face appeared above him, identical silver hair and pink eyes mirroring his.
"Tired already Hidan-chan? Yeesh, your ass is more out of shape then I thought."
"Shut the fuck up Yasu. You're such a pain in the ass."
The girl grinned sarcastically, "Is that any way to speak to your older sister? Where did you learn your manners?"
"From you smartass." The boy huffed.
"Right!"
The boy's sister lay opposite of her brother but their heads were close together. Hidan continued to pant lightly, closing his eyes and soaking up the warm rays. He reached his hand out towards his sisters after a while and found it already waiting for his. They laced fingers tightly and Hidan opened his eyes to stare at his sister. She leaned forward, pressing her lips against his forehead causing Hidan to crinkle his nose at her. She pulled away, smiling sweetly at him.
"I love you Hidan-chan."
"Don't fucking call me that!"
Hidan grinned widely as he tucked the stolen candies into his pants pocket. The old man had chased him for a good six minutes before tiring out and settled for cussing instead. The boy couldn't deny there was something special about cussing; even in your worst moods it could make you feel better. Plus he had learned early on from his sister that the more often you cussed the less it seemed wrong, his sister had yet to pass up an opportunity for a good curse filled rant.
After another few minutes Hidan slowed from his run to a walk, which held a certain skip in it after stealing some goods. The sun was still pretty high in the sky so he figured he had time to stop at a playground and taunt the other kids his age. He turned left down a familiar alley and smashed head long into a cart. The woman beside it gasped as Hidan fell on his ass, rubbing his head. She rushed over to help the boy up but received a glare for her troubles.
"What the fuck is this shit here for!" He ground out.
The woman gasped, "Well I never! How older are you? You have no right to talk that way. What would your parents say?"
"My parents are dead you bitch."
The woman looked positively horrified and a hand came up to cover her mouth. Hidan sent her a glare and stood himself up, brushing off imaginary dust. When he deemed his pants clean he looked at the cart, glare growing angrier. The words 'Welcome to Yugakure!' and 'Souvenirs Here!' were printed all across it. The woman had finally recovered herself and set to shooing the boy away. He side stepped a shoving hand and spat at the woman's feet, darting around the cart into the alley.
When he finally reached the park her noticed a group of kids playing 'ninja'. He chuckled to himself, pulling out a piece of candy and plopped himself in a tree. For the next hour or so he called out curses and people positions, frustrating all of the kids. When the children finally told their parents he cursed at them too, adding the finger for extra defiance. One of the fathers attempted to pull him out of the tree but he was quicker.
He spat in the man's general direction, hopped out of the tree and darted towards his home, all the while laughing loudly. This time he didn't stop running because the man hadn't either. His legs began to tire and it became harder to breath but he continued to push himself, the smile on his face completely disappearing. He turned around another corner, glancing over his shoulder and cursed that the man was so close behind him.
He urged his feet to carry him faster the last couple of feet to his home and he slammed into the door. At the same time he reached for the handle, the man reached for him grabbing his shoulder turning him around roughly. The man was obviously not pleased and Hidan could see he was a ninja from his forehead protector. The door to his house creaked open and both of them turned to see his sister rubbing both eyes to get rid of sleep.
"What the fu-" She opened her eyes, "Oh. What the fuck did he do?"
The man holding him straightened his stance quickly, "Oh! Yasu-senpai! I-well, he, and-"
Yasu interrupted him turning to Hidan, "What the fuck did you do?"
"Me? I didn't do anything...well not much anyway! All the kids at the park got mad at me and made up this story to get me in trouble, so I got mad back and this asshole here," Hidan jerked his thumb at the man, "pissed me off even more, so I cussed at him and he came at me so I spat 'near' him and he ran after me all the way here!"
Yasu groaned, pale fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. She looked up at the man, who was clearly shocked, and forced a grimace.
"Sorry. He has terrible manners, no idea where he gets them."
The man gave her a look like he wanted to say, 'from you' but decided against it, "It's okay Yasu-senpai. I trust you'll take care of it from here?"
She nodded and placed a hand on his other shoulder. Hidan frowned angrily as he felt like he was being passed off from person to person. When the man left Yasu pulled Hidan inside and turned him to face her. Tired, pink eyes bore into his own and he knew that just maybe he had gone too far this time. For a long moment brother and sister stared at each other before she sighed and turned away from him, heading into the living room.
Another few minutes later and Hidan heard the sound of his sister's soft sobs echoing in the hall. He gulped, running his fingers through his hair and headed into the living room. He saw his sister sitting on the couch, her head in her hands, chest heaving slightly. Hidan watched her; a hand gripped his heart and squeezed it tightly. He took a few more steps into the room, opening and closing his mouth but he couldn't find the right words.
"Don't bother Hidan. I don't want to hear your lame ass excuses tonight," Yasu managed, "Just go to your room for the rest of the night. Takeshi is coming over tonight-"
"Yasu! He's a fucking bastard!" Hidan cut in, "And he beats yo-"
"Shut the fuck up brat!" Yasu sighed in frustration, "Just go to your room. Please Hidan."
Hidan did as he was told, stomping angrily the entire way. When he reached his room he slammed his door closed as loud as he could and dropped to his bed in a huff. He hugged his pillow tightly under his head and began to wait. While he waited, Hidan made a list of reasons why he hated his sister and with each new reason the hand holding his heart clenched tighter, making it even harder to breath.
After about an hour, Hidan heard knocking on the front door. He gripped his pillow tighter to his chest, clenching his eyes shut and held his breathe. He heard Takeshi's voice echo his hello and his sister reply letting him in. The breath Hidan held was exhaled, each time Takeshi came over he hoped and prayed his sister wouldn't let him in, each time his prayers went unanswered. Hidan cursed the gods and promised to himself that he would find one that answered his prayers.
It wasn't long after Takeshi had been let in that the abuse started. He listened to the sound of his sister's body slam into a wall, her sharp cry ringing in his ears. The sounds only grew louder as the night went on but Hidan forced himself to listen to it, making sure he could still hear his sister's cries of pain, a security that she was still alive. A tear spilled from the corner of a clenched eye as a particularly painful yelp came from his sister's lips.
Hidan couldn't understand why his sister allowed Takeshi to beat her whenever they were together. He had asked her once and she told him that she loved Takeshi and if her pain made his pain less, then it was worth it. She said that people sometimes needed to share their pain with another and that it was for the greater good. That God had created pain to be shared among his people to remind them they could all feel it.
The sounds soon became background noise and Hidan fell asleep.
"Wake up you little bastard!"
Hidan felt a sharp tug on his scalp and yelped, reaching up to claw at the offending hand. Through tear strained eyes Hidan made out the profile of Takeshi. Hidans heart dropped to his feet and he began kicking and screaming to be released. Fear built in his stomach causing the taste of bile to rise in his throat. Never once had Takeshi attacked him and Hidan feared his sister had been killed. He cursed himself for falling asleep.
"Let go of me you fucker! I'll kick your ass! Just let go of me and you'll see!"
Takeshi laughed, dragging the boy from his room and down the hall. They entered his sister's room and he fought his stomach not to get sick. Yasu lay in a crumpled heap on the floor, the smell of blood was just as overwhelming as the sight of it. Takeshi threw Hidan next to his sister and the boy scrambled to move away from her body. He sat against the wall, knees brought up to his chest and tears flowed freely from his eyes.
He watched her long and hard, hoping she would get up and tell Takeshi to leave. Then it would just be Hidan and Yasu and he wouldn't let anything get in between them again. Hidan swore that if his sister would just move, he would let her share all her pain with him and he wouldn't complain. That he would allow everyone in the world to share their pain with him, no matter what. If only she would move.
"Don't count on it brat," Takeshi spat suddenly, "I just brought you down here so you could share the same fate as her."
Takeshi twirled a bloody kunai in his hand and Hidan wondered how he hadn't noticed it before. The man lunged at the boy quickly, Hidan closed his eyes waiting for his sure death. He welcomed it. Hidan felt a splash of warm liquid across his face and warm arms wrap around him but no pain. He opened his eyes to see Yasu, her face inches from his, blood staining her lips. She took a struggled breath and Hidan noticed Takeshi slumped against Yasu's back.
The blade of his sister's katana protruded through the man's back and seconds later he slid off Yasu onto his side. Hidan's eyes widened as the arms that held him tight loosened as his sister fell to her side as well. She coughed blood and with a sick feeling, the boy realized the warm liquid on his face was hers. His fingers reached up, smudging some of it and when he pulled his hand away, fingertips were stained red.
He eyes went back to his sister; he noticed the kunai meant for him lodged between her shoulder blades. Her chest barely moved as he inched his way closer to her. When he finally reached her he lay down next to her, face to face. Her eyes opened slightly and Hidan reached his hand to hers, lacing their fingers together. She slowly leaned herself forward, pressing bloody lips to his forehead, Hidan's nose crinkled as tears gathered in his eyes again. She pulled away giving him a soft smile and a squeeze of the hand.
"I love you Hidan-chan."
Hidan attempted a laugh through his tears as her hand slackened in his grip, "Don't call me that."
The man ceased his laughter and spun the sharp pole in his had expertly. His grin remained as he rammed it right through his ribs and into his heart. The pain that exploded in his chest filled him and his maniacal laughter filled that area around him. His opponent dropped to their hands and knees, blood flowing from their lips and seconds later they fell to their side, dead. Hidan grinned at Kakuzu and the man gave him a blank stare in return. He released his jutsu and stepped out of his Jashin circle.
"Oh come on you fucker! You know that how I kill a person is fucking amazing!"
Kakuzu shook his head, "How the hell did you ever get into this religion anyway? Why'd you pick it? You never have told me."
A wicked sneer crossed Hidan's lips as him and Kakuzu continued on their way as if nothing had happened.
"Are you getting sentimental on me asshole? Want to swap life stories now, huh?"
Kakuzu sighed in annoyance, "Forget I asked."