Gomen

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Kagome glared at the silver-haired Jashinist in front of her as if blaming him for the situation. He must have sensed her glare, because he turned around to give her one of his own. "What the hell is your problem, bitch?"

Her glare hardened after a moment of it softening. Hidan was truly beautiful, but his attitude left much to be desired. She merely glared, knowing that he would be irritated. Sure enough, he cried out in frustration and turned around, looking for something to use his scythe on. He had already requested that he use the girl as a sacrifice for his rituals, but Leader-sama had made it deathly clear that she wasn't to be harmed.

Hidan glanced back at her, letting his eye roam over her figure. No one in Akatsuki had any idea how this slip of a girl would help them gather the bijuu, and that frustrated him to no end. He suspected that it was partly because of the pureness seeming to radiate from her, and then there was the fact that she hadn't fallen prey to Itachi's Tsukiyomi.

His attention returned to the path in front of them when he felt several unfamiliar chakre signatures. A dangerous smirk found its way to his face as a dozen or so Sound nin appeared. Without wasting any time, he swung his scythe through three of them. "You will be sacrificed to Jashin-sama."

Kagome could only watch in morbid fascination as blood seemed to fall from the sky, showering with each graceful swipe of his weapon. Strangely, he reminded her of Sesshomaru, which caused a pang to course through her heart. Both of them were deathly beautiful, graceful, and could make blood rain from the sky.

"Oi." She lifted watering eyes to worried lavender ones. "What the hell is your problem? You were fine a moment ago!" She gave a half-laugh, half-sob. He may seem a little like Sesshomaru, but his attitude had none of the finesse that her lover possessed, making him more like a mix of Sesshomaru and a more colorful Inuyasha.

"Hey…" His voice was softer as he placed a bloody hand on her cheek, her tears leaving faint trails through the blood. "What the hell's the matter?" In his own crass way, he was showing that he cared for her.

Sobs wracked through her as she let out the sorrow she had kept bottled up since the Akatsuki had taken her away from her home during her visit. She had been saying goodbye to her mother before going back to Sesshomaru. She didn't even remember what happened, all she saw was the pattern on their cloaks before darkness engulfed her.

She leaned her head against his chest for support as she tried to black out the images of her lover and her son, who, for all she knew, had completely forgotten about her. Hidan hesitated before settling his arms around her, not quite sure what he should do. If she had been afraid, he would have just massacred whatever had scared her, and if she was injured, he would have captured a medic, make said medic heal her before being sacrificed. But she wasn't either of those.

"I want to go home…" Her statement came out as a plea as she clung to him. "Sessh… Shipp…" His eyes softened and his hold tightened somewhat.

"Gomen." He had orders, she couldn't go home, he couldn't let her, even if he hated to see her cry.

AN: Not exactly what I expected, but not too bad in my opinion. This is my first fic with Hidan, so if I got his character a bit wrong, I apologize. Still don't know what's coming and whatnot, but I should be back on track in about a week or so... hopefully. ; Thank you for reading and please review!

Oh yes, as for the poll on what prompt I should use for the sequel to In The West, the first one won by a landslide. XD