A/n I don't mean to sound like a brat… but I don't think I've ever gotten only two reviews for one chapter on this story… Kinda a bummer…. But still no excuse for my lack of update all week, so for that I apologize. But I thank my reviewers very kindly ^^ ONWARD WITH THE HORROR!
"What's decided?" Kakuzu asked suspiciously.
"We go to this address place and find out what these fuckers are planning!" Hidan declared with a triumphant grin on his face and a dangerous glint in his eye.
No one messed with Hidan Gisei twice and got away with it.
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"What. The fuck. Is this?" Hidan asked with a blank expression. He, Kakuzu, Deidara, and Sasori stood outside of a house they knew all too well.
"It's… the old Uchiha Manor." Kakuzu mumbled dumbfounded. There was an ominous gust of wind that blew as Kakuzu spoke and the friends found themselves frozen solid. Growing up they had spent many days passing time in the Uchiha Manor. Kakuzu was welcome to sleep over any time his dad got rough with him. Hidan found himself staying there for hours being tutored by whoever was around to keep him from failing. Deidara showed up daily to chat with Kisame who was probably the only person who could match him word for word. And Sasori liked the orderly chaos and mass of friends that were always around and reminded him that he was only alone in his own home.
Not to mention the countless visits to the Manor on their way home to clean up after fighting at school.
"I never thought there would be a day that I wouldn't wanna go in there." Hidan whispered, his words also being met with a chilling wind. The silent agreement from his friends was enough to remind Hidan why they were there.
"Well if Itachi and Kisame are in there… I'll be happy to do it." The Jashinist declared boldly. Deidara smiled softly and put his hand on the iron gate.
"I didn't realize… how much I missed it." He said.
"Missed what?" Sasori asked putting his arms around the blonde. Deidara shuddered and hugged his boyfriend tightly before answering.
"Being a kid."
It was Deidara's words that were met with the most haunting effect. As the last word left his lips the gate he had been holding onto was suddenly jerked from his grasp and swung open with an ear-shattering squeak.
"Open sesame." Kakuzu muttered humorlessly, as he stepped in front of the terrified group and began walking up to the black and dark house. Without a sound his friend followed him, all consumed by their own memories of the hundreds of times they had taken this exact same walk.
Once they reached the front door Sasori stepped forward, as it seemed the door was locked. Reaching into his pocket the redhead kept his fist closed for a moment before opening it slowly and revealing a small wooden skeleton key. He stuck it in the slot and jiggled it around for a moment before a definite click was heard.
"Open sesame." Sasori said, turning over his shoulder to share a smirk with Kakuzu. This time Hidan and Deidara couldn't help their nervous laughs that came out a few octaves too high, but it was still a welcomed sound.
When they entered the Uchiha Manor there was a hallway to the right, a library to the left, and a staircase and kitchen straight ahead.
"Where to?" Hidan asked. With a small frown Sasori and Kakuzu both shrugged their shoulders. Then a voice from down the hallway broke the silence.
"Next time Gisei… Next time we'll get you." A familiar voice crackled down the hallway. Hidan stood rigid as the familiar words echoed off the walls. It was the warning given to him by Zabuza so many years ago.
"Love… Love is what you have." A softer, but equally as familiar voice came from the dark library.
"Haku?" Deidara called into the library. Sasori shook his head at the blonde.
"I… I think they're recordings." Sasori said with a troubled expression.
"I'm so dreadfully sorry." The voice of Haku called again from up the stairs.
"Hidan… A-Are you crying?" Everyone froze as the voice of Kakuzu pierced through the silence from the kitchen.
"No way! No fucking way!" Hidan yelled stamping his foot in frustration. "How are we supposed to know where to go now?" Kakuzu put a hand on Hidan's shoulder in comfort before looking up at Sasori.
"Splitting up would be a dangerous cliché…" He began but it was surprisingly Deidara who cut him off quickly.
"It's the only way. We need to find Itachi and Kisame before those jerks do!" The blonde declared. So split up they did…
WITH DEIDARA
"Okay Dei… calm down. You've been down this hallway plenty of times." Deidara chatted with himself as he felt his way down the pitch black hall.
"That's the bathroom on the left." Deidara continued, naming the rooms. "There's the office. And the old playroom Sasuke used to-" Deidara stopped talking as he heard a sound coming from the old playroom.
"You've gotta be kidding me." Deidara muttered to himself. Even in the daylight Deidara despised the creepily decorated nursery that Sasuke played in. With a small sigh Deidara stepped into the room. He felt along the side of the wall he knew the light switch to be on but couldn't find it. He frowned and kept feeling for it… just as his hand slipped through a hole in the wall. Deidara held back a scream as he pulled his hand free from the drywall, taking a fistful of wires with him.
"They… took out the light switch." Deidara spoke with an audible gulp. Deidara heard a small rattle come from behind him and jumped around. Next he heard Sasuke's baby monitor click on and off. Stepping slowly Deidara decided that maybe Itachi and Kisame weren't in the old playroom after all and started heading out.
Leaving the same direction he came in Deidara began leaving before he found himself in front of a wall. Frowning Deidara spun around again, convinced that he had turned a complete 180 and should be heading for the door now. Assuming he had just miscalculated Deidara felt all the way down the wall searching for a door, but found none. Panicking now, the blonde felt his way around the room but to his dismay still found no door.
It was as if he was in a box.
"HIDAN!" Deidara heard his own voice screaming from somewhere in the dark room. It was another recording from that dreaded day in high school. That scream was what had started it all.
Just when Deidara thought his life couldn't get any worse he saw a faint light coming from the opposite side of the room he was standing on. Hoping it was a flashlight or anything else he could use he shuffled carefully across the room, careful to avoid any gaping holes in the floor that lead to Hell. Only stumbling a few times over what he hoped were old baby toys Deidara made it to the fuzzy light.
"Thank goodness." He whispered in relief before lifting Sasuke's baby blanket to uncover the source of the light.
"W-what is this?" Deidara gasped, staring into the light as his vision went spotted, and then finally black.
A resounding "DANNA!" could be heard throughout the house.
WITH HIDAN
"The fucking library!" Hidan hissed, walking toward his assigned destination. He turned around and saw that Deidara and Sasori were already gone and he could just see Kakuzu reaching the top of the staircase.
"Oi, 'Kuzu?" Hidan called. Kakuzu turned around and Hidan met his neon eyes dead-on.
"Yeah?"
"Be careful up there… by yourself… y'know?" Hidan mumbled. Kakuzu smiled and nodded his head. Hidan watched as the darkness seemed to swallow his boyfriend whole before he started into the library.
The library was a big room with glass windows and outside Hidan could see the midnight sky. He frowned realizing he could see no stars or moon as he searched the night sky. As he began walking further and further into the library he could almost imagine himself sitting at one of the many tables with one of his many tutors, throwing books around and yelling like the idiot he was.
He smiled grimly just as he heard a crash from behind him. Hidan spun around on his heels and bent down slowly to pick up the book he hoped he had knocked over himself. But just as he put the book back on the shelf another thud came from the opposite corner of the room. Hidan froze, his eyes darting around in the dark, trying to make out images in the blackness. He walked over and gripped the book in his hand tightly, standing slowly.
"Ow! Damnit!" Hidan cursed as a book fell onto his head. He rubbed the spot he had been hit in, scanning the room with such focus his eyes began to hurt. But the Jashinist refused to let his guard down for a second. And a second was all it took for everything to go wrong.
"DANNA!" Hidan heard Deidara's terrified scream. As if the noise had triggered an avalanche, suddenly every book in the library came tumbling down from its shelf. Hidan raised his arms over his head, desperately trying to protect himself from the downpour of literature. Soon all he could see was black and white and he was forced to the ground from the impact of all the books piling over and around him.
"Of course I'm crying Kakuzu! I always do, even when you don't catch me I cry! So, so much…" Hidan frantically dug his way out of the books as he heard his own voice coming from somewhere in the library. He pulled book after book out of the way but each one was replaced with two. Not only were these things burying him alive, they were also hard and heavy as fuck!
"If you don't live, I'll kill myself!" Hidan stopped his digging for a second to let the familiar words sink in. He remembered so clearly the full intent he had on going through with killing himself if he had lost Kakuzu.
Just as Hidan opened his mouth to scream for help he was hit square in the face by a huge hardcover resource book of some sort. Hidan saw stars then his vision went blurry with silent tears as the books continued to tumble down over his powerless body.
WITH SASORI
The kitchen; sharp knives and forks, fire, metal pans, and other various painful objects. Naturally, Sasori thought, that's the room he would get.
The redhead stepped onto the tiled floor and flicked the switch on. He was pleasantly surprised when the room filled with light. Granted, the light was of a pale hue and it flickered eerily, but it was better than nothing. Sasori smiled sadly as he walked over to the kitchen counter in an almost trance-like state. He slipped silently into his favorite seat and rested his hand in his chin.
"Sure , I'd love some iced tea." Sasori whispered, looking around the empty room remorsefully. He wished so badly that this kidnapping could all be a dream and he was really back in high school eating snacks with his friends.
"You haven't gotten to Hidan and Kakuzu yet and I'll make sure you never do." Sasori stiffened in his seat as his eyes scanned the room for the source of his own voice. His words seemed to echo off the smooth surfaces of the room, his promise as threatening as the day it was made.
Spotting a rack of knives in the corner of the room, Sasori slipped back out of his seat, feeling its warmth and familiarity behind him. He tugged a small dagger-like one out of its holster and began searching the kitchen.
The lamp hanging in the center of the room began swinging slowly back and forth and Sasori felt his heartbeat quicken. He hadn't been anywhere near the light… there was no way it was him who made it move. While he was looking at the lamp the window behind him burst open with a howling wind blowing through it. Sasori dropped his knife and it clattered to the ground. He stared at it for a moment before leaving it and going to slam the window, with its billowing curtains, shut tight.
"None of us deserves this…" Sasori spun around at the sound of his own voice again. Instinctively he bent down to pick up the knife he had dropped… only to discover it missing. Sasori began thinking of logical explanations as he analyzed the entire room when a voice broke the eerie silence.
"DANNA!" Deidara shrieked. Sasori froze and turned to run out of the kitchen and stopped short. He looked at the ground around him with terrified eyes. Knives, forks, pizza cutters and all sharp objects alike were sticking out from the ground in every place except the small patch of tile Sasori was standing on. He tried to plan a path out of the kitchen when one by one more utensils began emerging through the ground. Sasori panicked as the appearing objects got closer and closer to where he was standing. Having nowhere else to go Sasori stood frozen, holding his breath as all activity stopped.
The stabs came fast and furious as an agonized scream broke out of Sasori's mouth. Point after point buried itself into the soles of the redhead's feet. He wanted to run but he was a sitting duck. There was nothing he could do as he was rendered practically immobile, tears forming and more screams erupting. When finally the stabbing stopped Sasori barely even noticed from the lack of any feeling in his torn feet.
Looking down Sasori swallowed the urge to vomit. The piercings from the bottom of his feet went all the way through and he had puncture wounds on every inch of visible skin. His feet were torn to ribbons and barely looked like feet at all anymore. He didn't even register when the rest of the floor cleared and all the weapons disappeared as he fell flat on his face. He cried softly onto the tile floor that was such a huge part of his childhood and he cried himself straight into unconsciousness.
A/n Erm… it's late and I don't feel like waiting another day to upload this sooooo… I'll finish this little sub-story with Kakuzu and the actual ending next time… mkay?
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