Hidan lay on his new bed, pulling at his new hakama.

"Where the hell is she?" he shouted. "I'm tired of waiting for her."

"Would you can it!" whispered Kakuzu from bellow a trap door.

Hidan scratched his stomach, "I'm just sayin', it's gettin' kinda boring around here...And, are you sure you should be hiding in the floor, Kakuzu?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Do you remeber the plan?"

"...Uh..."

There was a heavy sigh. "Look at your hand, Hidan.."

"Oh! Oh, yeah, ofcourse I remember, asshole!"

His eye twitched, "Will you read what I wrote on your hand back to me?"

"..."

"Hidan?"

"...Erm, I can't..."

"You can't? Why the hell not?"

" 'Cause..."

" 'Cause...?"

Hidan sniffed and looked away. "I can't read..."

And never in all of his years could Hidan recall Kakuzu laughing so hard.

"What the hell is so damn funny, huh?"

"Jeez, I knew you were dim, but I didn't know how dim!"

"Asshole! Screw you too, Stitches!" he spat.

Kakuzu stopped. "At least I know how to spell my name, prick."

"Oh, why don't you go and eat a dick!"

"Shush! Listen..I think-"

"No you don't."

"...Anyway, I heard someone at the door, so don't screw this up."

Satoko looked at the door uneasily. "This Hidan better be a damn good bounty..." she muttered, knocking on the door.

"Come in."

'He has such a sweet, velvety voice..' She did as she was told and looked around the dimmly lit room. "Hello?"

"Hello there," he purred, "Why don't you take a seat?'' He patted the spot next to him.

Surprisingly, she blushed. He looked magnificent, like a god and the fact that he didn't even bother to wear a shirt just made her mind wonder more. She sat in front of the man on the bed. "H-Hello, sir."

Hidan smiled down at her and placed a gentle hand on her cheek. "No need to call me 'sir'. We're all friends here," he leaned his face close, "Just call me your Master."

Her blush darkened. "Y-Yes, Master Hidan."

He smirked. "You even know my name? How flattering."

"Tha...It's part of my job, Master."

'I like the ring to that...' "So, how did you join this prostitution gig?" he asked.

Satoko winced at that word. "It's not a prostitution gig...I don't sleep with anyone..."

He grabbed a handful of her hair. "You kill them and they don't get any? That's not a fair trade."

Her blush faded, glaring up at the impostor. "So you're a bounty hunter?"

Hidan smirked. "No, but he is."

"What do you-" Her question was cut short when Kakuzu put a kunai to her throat.

"Make one move and I'll kill you." he growled.

Her breath was ridged, she was shaking with anger. Oh, how she wished she'd had Dai come along. After all, he was the one to delete the target.

"Can I fuck her now, Kakuzu?" he asked, leaning in for a kiss.

"You son of a bitch."

"Excuse me?" he laughed.

Her eyes narrowed. "You think I'd screw a scumbag like you?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

"You're going to kill me and/or turn me in. There's no way in hell I'd even let you get a peep show!" Satoko spat.

Hidan clicked his tongue. "Awh, don't be like that!" He gave her another kiss. "If you're not willing then I guess I'll just have to take what I deserve by force."

Satoko rolled her eyes. "As Jashin as my witness, I'll kill myself before letting you touch me!"

Kakuzu sighed when she said 'Jashin' and slung her over his shoulder. "Not another one. C'mon, let's go before anyone notices she's gone."

R and R!

More to come soon~~!