"Holy shit! Reimei knocked him out!" a voice he vaguely recognized as Itachi's exclaimed. His vision was blurry, and he found himself lying on the floor, just as in the genjutsu— though with his clothes on this time, thank God.

"Well… Reimei, I'd like you to meet my brother," Itachi said with a smile on his face, pointing to the unconscious— though unfortunately still naked— man on the floor.

"What? Him?"

"His name's Sasuke. I think he likes you!"

"I kind of go that when he tried to rape me…" Reimei complained under his breath.

"He does that to everyone, don't worry." Deidara assured, "It was me once."

"Really?"

"Yeah, he picked it up from Orochimaru. It's just another reason I wish they didn't hang out so much…" Itachi explained.

"So, how long until he wakes up?" Reimei asked, nervous.

"Probably… About fifteen minutes." Deidara guessed.

"Good…" Reimei said.

"Why? Starting to feel sorry? Starting to… Develop feelings for him?" Itachi half-teased, grinning, a mischievous look in his eyes.

"No! Not him, never! Did you forget what happened— what he tried to do?"

"Of course not! Anyone who does that to my brother…" Deidara muttered the end of the sentence furiously, threatening anyone who "dared to shove it in his brother's hole."

"Anyone? Even Hidan?"

"Yes! Especially Hidan!"

"Ugh…" Reimei muttered curse words he learned from Hidan, then told his brother, "I'm leaving before he wakes up." Reimei stormed out of the room, pissed off over his brother's disapproval over his lover.

He found his way to his room somehow, then stripped off the sheets, planning to burn them later, then flopped down on the bed—this time looking to make sure nobody was there. There wasn't, thank God. He did his best to forget what happened earlier—aside from knocking out Sasuke; that was actually pretty badass.

After half an hour or so, there was a knock at the door. "Come in," Reimei yelled half-heartedly.

Hidan nearly broke down the door, staggering into the room, a fierce look in his eyes Reimei had never seen.

"I heard what happened… That bastard's D-E-A-D dead!"

"Well, he might still only be unconscious…"

"No, he woke up a while ago. When I threatened to kill him, Pein forced him to leave."

"Good…" It was all Reimei could think to say.

"So, are you okay?" Hidan asked, sitting by Reimei, stretched out on the bed. He wrapped his arm around Reimei's waist, pulling him up so they were sitting closely next to each other.

"I'd be fine if… You were closer to me."

"How much closer?" Hidan asked, leaning in closer for a kiss. Hidan let Reimei wrap his arms around his neck as they leaned in closer to one another, starting the kiss. Reimei parted his lips, letting Hidan stick his tongue in his mouth. During the kiss, Hidan gradually laid Reimei gently on the bed, stroking his long, black hair.

"All the way," Reimei answered, gasping as he broke apart the kiss.

"You sure? After what he—"

"I need a good memory of today, so… Pants off. Now." Reimei ordered, despite being younger by at least a decade.

"Jesus, don't get all fuckin' seme on me…" Hidan mock-complained, a smile on his face as he obeyed Reimei, removing his pants. "But just 'cause I did what you said doesn't mean I'm uke." Hidan climbed on top of Reimei, who looked smugly at Hidan, grinning back at him.

"I wouldn't dream of it."

"Good. Now, be a good little boy at get that fuckin' ass up for me…"

Reimei was forced into doggy-style, Hidan's hands roughly moving his body. He moaned, then looked over his shoulder at Hidan, who was now climbing on top of him. Reimei's arms were about to collapse under the older man's weight when he realized a small, yet important detail.

There was no lubricant in the room. Augh, of all the things not to pack… Reimei scolded himself, But I used the last of it with Derrik…

"Rei? This might hurt… A lot." Hidan forced himself in, with no warning to Reimei, making him scream— not quite at the top of his lungs, but he was still sure most of the Akatsuki heard him. And if my brother heard me…

Reimei chewed on his bottom lip, drawing a bit of blood, to keep from screaming again, and his fists grasped the blankets. The places Hidan hit inside him felt wonderful, but it just hurtsodamnmuch for him to get there!

"GOGETTHEFUCKIN'LUBE,HIDAN!" Reimei yelled when he couldn't stand the pain any longer. He didn't care if the rest of the Akatsuki heard! He couldn't take any more! You should be used to it after what Derrik did to you…

Hidan sighed. He understood, yes. But it sure was a mood kill… He got out of Reimei, who was breathing hard from the pleasure Hidan still managed to give, but did this while trying not to scream in pain. Hidan grabbed his cloak and left. Thank fuckin' Jashin my room is so damn close… He grabbed the jar, then sprinted back to Reimei's room, panting slightly from the running, and apologized multiple times.

"Just hurry up and… And make it stop hurting, Hidan!"

"I will… Hang on…" He stuck his fingers in the jar, then coated Reimei's insides with the slick fluid. It wouldn't make the pain go away, Hidan knew from experience, but it would allow him to satisfy his lover, and that would make it go away… For a while, at least.

Once Reimei was ready to take him, Hidan found the right position for his body, then placed kissed down Reimei's neck, biting and licking and sucking at the flesh until he shoved himself inside, getting a much better reaction from his lover this time.

"Ohh—Nh— Hidan!"

He smiled slightly at his lover's moans as he indulged himself in the pleasure that was Reimei's soft, almost-feminine yet so obviously male body. He thrust himself deeper and deeper, as deep as it was possible. He felt his heart beat faster and faster, until—

"H—Hid—ahn! I—I'm gonna—" by the time the words left his lips, he couldn't hold it back any longer. He moaned as he had one of the best orgasms of his life. Well, since Derrik, pretty much his only other lover, didn't care about Reimei's satisfaction, this was one of the only times he experienced this… Bliss! Oh God, Hidan just made him feel… perfect.

Hidan was just about to finish, he could feel it in every muscle of his body. Just one more… He thrust again and came inside Reimei, moaning from the mental satisfaction of finally making Reimei finish before him, and obviously from the physical pleasure. "Oh Reimei… I love you… You know…?"

"I kn—Aw, shit." Reimei cursed while looking over his shoulder at a satisfied Hidan.

Pein was standing in the doorway with a man who was unfamiliar to Reimei. He wore a black leather jacket and dark jeans, and appeared to be about seventeen or eighteen. A scythe—with two blades, on opposite ends of the handle— was across his back. A chain was attached to it, which he had wrapped around his entire body—torso, stomach, and even his legs. He had two daggers as well, one in each hand, both with a black blade. A liquid—blood? Poison?- dripped off one of the blades. The man's hair was black and spiked, with the tip of each spike and his bangs—which hung in his face, slightly hiding his eyes— dyed a deep, bloodlike red. Jesus, he's going to kill me, Reimei thought. Hidan, why are you still in me?

Pein smirked. "Well, Phoenix… This is your new partner."