Hidan walked into the room, looking around at its grayness. Kakuzu was digging through a wardrobe. He pulled out a black cloak, a replica of the one he wore, then he pulled out pants, shoes, a fishnet shirt, and a pair of legwarmers. He walked over to Hidan, and held the cloak to Hidan's small body.
"Hm..." He shook his head, and went into a closet, flipping through several sizes of cloaks. He pulled out a size small, and again held it up to Hidan.
"Put them on, lets see how they fit." He said, handing the garment to Hidan, and sitting on the bed, with his head in his hand.
Hidan looked around, a little shy about undressing infront of another person he barely knew. Kakuzu sensed this, and, with a sigh, fell onto his back. "Im not going to look."
Hidan looked at him for a couple of seconds, before, taking off his clothing, and putting on the uniform. "Done." He stated, twirling around in the mirror to get a view of himself.
"How does it fit?"
"Fine...I dont like the shirt though..." He pointed at the shirt left lying alone on the floor. "Too fucking annoying."
"Okay. Well, that's the bed, that's the bathroom, and I'll show you the kitchen later..."
Hidan was still staring at the bed. BED. No plural, no 's' at the end. Just one Queen-Sized Bed. "W-where are you going to sleep?"
"The floor, where the hell do you think I'm going to sleep?" He sat down at his desk and started typing on his calculator and writing stuff down.
Hidan tensed up a bit.
"So...There's one bed...For both of us?" He asked, he started taking big breaths, an attempt to calm himself.
"Yeah."
"O-okay..."
"Are you hungry?" Kakuzu asked him, not looking up from his work.
Hidan looked over at him, "Very." He sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed the covers.
"Well, We're eating in about 15, 30 minutes."
"Hm." Hidan looked over at a nightstand, a pile of money was sitting on the stand. He stared at it for a while, then reached out to touch it.
He was immediatley slammed against the wall, held up by Kakuzu's hand around his neck. He tried to pry Kakuzu's hand from his neck, but the attempt to free himself was useless.
"Rule number one. Never, Ever. Touch my stuff." Kakuzu glared at him, then tightened his grip on the teen's neck, whose face went a light blue.
Hidan's face went blank, and his eyes closed. There was no doubt about it that Kakuzu had killed him. The man released his grip, and Hidan fell to the floor, not moving, or making a sound.
"Knew he wouldn't last long." Kakuzu said, staring at the boy for a moment, then walking back to finish his work.