Gobo was frightened by the sight of the man.

He had the form of Hidan, one of the Akatsuki. Hidan was an immortal member, who beleived in the god Jashin. Hidan slaughtered and killed many to please Jashin. He was known for performing curses by drawing the symbol of Jashin in the dirt with is own blood. And, upon tasting the blood of his opponent, he is able to cause pain to his opponent by causing pain to himself.

However, Hidan was defeated by Kakashi Hatake and Team 10 of Konohagakure, but mostly by a child named Shikamaru Nara. It took someone as smart as Shikamaru to take down Hidan. But this WASN'T Hidan. It was a form of him.

Gobo shook his head in disbelief.

"NO!" He shouted. "There is no way that I am being caught by the likes of you! You think your'e so scary! Taking the form of someone who slaughters his victims just to please some god! I'm not scared of you! HA! Only a fool what be frightened of someone like you! No way!"

"Tough talk for a fool." Bakiri said in his Hidan form.

"Grrr. That's it! I'm going to DESTROY you! I'll make sure everyone in Sunagakure- no! Everyone in the ENTIRE NINJA WORLD will know the wrath of Gobo Yakushi! THE most cunning bandit of Otogakure!"

As Gobo charged at Bakiri, Bakiri dodged just as Gobo was about to strike. Instead, Gobo crashed through the window that was behind Bakiri.

Gobo had forgotten that he was at the top floor of the shop. He fell about two stories and landed flat on his face. As he lifted his head up, he noticed blood on the ground.

"That's strange..." He thought.

The sickly-sweet taste of blood filled his mouth.

"Oh-no."

Gobo realized that the Three-bladed scythe that Bakiri had had now peirced his chest. Gobo coughed blood. Not only had the scythe peirced his chest, but it impaled him entierly. The tips of the scythe dug into the ground and, of course, his flesh. Gobo suddendly felt himself being lifted into the air.

Hidan's three-bladed scythe had a strong wire attached to it, capable of lifting heavy items off of the ground. As he was lifted to the window, he heard a menacing laugh coming from Bakiri.

"Foolish move, Gobo." He said.

Next thing Gobo new, his neck was in the clutches of Bakiri's hand.

As Gobo slipped in and out of consciousness, he felt the blood draining from his body. He stared into the eyes of Bakiri's Hidan form. He saw anger. Despair. As Bakiri reverted back to his normal form, Gobo saw something that he least expected to see in the eyes of Bakiri.

Love.

But this love was not for him, but for someone else. The Dark Magic inside Gobo gave him the ability to see ones thoughts. What he saw was... romantic.

He saw a young girl with long, blond hair. Part of her hair was tied, while she had a bang of hair covering her right eye. She was from Konohagakure. She wore purple clothing and was a medical ninja.

"Who was she?" Gobo thought.

That was his last thought. Gobo had finally died. All of the people he had killed, all of the women he had sexualy assaulted, everything that he had stolen was now but a memory to those who knew the name... "Gobo Yakushi."

Bakiri stared at the dead man. He died with an irritated look, but he knew that something made him smile. What was it? He turned on his communication device.

"Takane. Gobo is dead. I will bring you the body."

"Good." Takane said.

"You feeling alright? You sound different."

"Oh, I'm fine. JUST fine."

Bakiri walked out of Sunagakure with Gobo's dead body. He could smell the rotting flesh. The carnage sometimes sickened Bakiri. But he had to live with it. He had to live with everything before he could return to whom he loved...

"Ino... I'm coming..." He whispered.