Well, thank you everyone for comments and reviews. I love em'... Flaming I'm not a fan of. Making Hidan homosexual is how I want him as a character. Just chill... Well, here's chapter 5 ^_^
Despite how nervous I was, I accepted Kakuzu's invitation to stay over. That and I had no where to stay. Anyway, before I had even asked about the sleeping situation, Drew dragged me away to teach her piano. So, as I sat on the bench and watched her play, all my mind could think about was what tonight would be like. I snapped out of my worries to hear Drew's huffy tone of voice.
"Why are you so distracted?" she asked and stopped playing. I blinked, slightly shocked. Lying to her would be harder than lying to little Lily, which was now asleep. Her bed time, I learned, was eight-thirty.
"... Well-"
"It's my dad, isn't it." she guessed, hitting dead on. Was it that obvious? I hope not. Maybe it was the women's intuition, or intuishhon, as Lily liked to call it.
"How do you know that?" I asked, since there was no point not to ask. Drew rolled her eyes and faced me, her legs on either side of the bench now. I did the same, so I could actually talk face on.
"Because I can see the way you look at each other. You're nervous, but my dad never gets that way. He likes ya." Drew explained. "He told me so. Lily and I like you too. It's like you fit right into this family. Lily asks dad everyday when Hidan will be here, or when he'll start living with dad. See, Lily sees no gender at this point. Kinda wish everything was like that. But I digress." she finished. I would have loved to respond to that, but my body wouldn't let me. I just sat there in shock. Did Kakuzu actually like me? Maybe this was a good thing. It's been two and a half years since I've had any physical or emotional kind of connection. Also, the undead Itachi aspiration was a big thing to deal with. "Dad says you've had a tough life, but so has he. You guys would be perfect for each other, ya know?" she smiled then.
"..." I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My eyes shifted to the clock that now read ten forty-five. Had that much time passed? I looked back at Drew and sighed softly. "Thanks Drew. I really appreciate all of what you said."
"Hey, no problem, Hidan. You should really think about it."
"I will, don't worry about that much." I mused and watched the teen remove herself from the piano bench.
"Good! Well, goodnight, Hidan. I'll see you in the morning. Sweet dreams." Drew mused and sauntered out of the room. I watched her leave and rubbed the back of my head. How was I supposed to barge into this family? There was no way I would do such a thing. What would Kakuzu even say to his parents? 'Hi mom, dad. This is Hidan. You don't know who the hell he is, but we're together.' Yeah, seems like a good idea. I looked like a serial killer for fuck's sake. Itachi's mom had asked him if I had issues. My laugh apparently is too evil, my eyes too shifty... But I digress.
"Way to over think it, stupid fuck." I cursed to myself and slid off of the bench, standing up straight in the middle of the silent room. "Next task... Get Kakuzu to let me sleep on the couch." I continued to speak to myself while I crossed the wooden floor to the door of the piano room. Maybe I'm over-reacting here. It's not like I'm locked in jail with him as a room mate. It's just sleeping in a bed for the love of Jashin. If I hadn't been thinking so hard, I wouldn't have walked right into someone. Knowing my luck, it would be the one person I wanted to talk to. I looked up; B-I-N-G-O, bingo baby.
"You're quite absent minded, you know." the low voice of Kakuzu mused as his eyes dropped to look straight at me. Well, down, but you get it. I opened my mouth, but again, my voice had decided to pack its bags and go away. Go figure.
"..." I nodded instead. This only made Kakuzu raise an eyebrow slightly.
"You're something else, Hidan. Anyway, I was just looking for you. Thing is, is that we only have three rooms in all-"
"Lily's, Drew's, and yours. Correct?" I asked, smiling nervously. Oh nice way to come back voice. Fucking happy day. Kakuzu chuckled and in once sharp movement, nodded.
"You're good. Anyway, you'll have to sleep in my room tonight. Don't worry, I don't bite." Not like I would mind it, Kakuzu. Oh not at all. You can bite all you want, all I have to say is; 'Do whatever you want.'
"Huh? I can sleep on the couch..." I trailed off. However, it looked as if Kakuzu would tell me other wise.
"Nonsense. And don't fight me about it." he warned. Well, I wasn't very well going to fight someone twice my size, was I? Not a chance sir, not a chance.
"Well... Alright." I sighed in defeat. 'Oh, because you tried so hard no to... Way to be, Hidan.' the echo of my deceased husband's voice rang through my ear. I shook the voice away, gaining another weird stare from Kakuzu, then smiled.
"Just follow after." Kakuzu said, before I could say anything. At this, I nodded. Hey, there was nothing else to say.
When I walked into Kakuzu's room, I was a little shocked. The whole space was clean and organized. More than any bedroom that I had ever seen. "Woah..." I could say nothing but. Kakuzu chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.
"I have a tendency to keep everything neat. I'm guessing you're the opposite?" of course he guessed that right.
"Well, yeah." I smiled, defeated. In all honesty, I think I can safely say I've met my soul mate. I hated cleaning, Kakuzu loved it. Was everything perfect about this man or what? Kakuzu watched me as I came out of my daze.
"You do that a lot, don't you?" he mused/asked. Shaking my head, I looked up at the taller man. I did tend to veer off into my thoughts at times. "Do what, venture off into the corners of my mind? Yeah, I do." grinned. At this, Kakuzu laughed a low, but satisfied laugh at that.
"I can tell." he commented and looked over the room. "Your stuff is in the suitcase on top of my dresser. I'll get it for you." har har, short comment. I like it.
"You're funny alright." I beamed, watching him walk over to his dresser and snatching the black suitcase off the top. He handed it to me with a gentle smile. "Thanks." I replied and took the luggage off of my friend's hands. I placed it on the end of the master bed, which was adorned in silk red covers and cream and gold pillows.
"No problem." Kakuzu's low voice mused as he walked over to his own dresser. I sighed gently and zipped the suitcase's top from the rest of it. I peeled it open and took my plaid dark blue pajama bottoms, that were too big for me by the way. Itachi had always called them fat man pants, my mom saying the look liked something a gangster would wear. I blinked and watched Kakuzu head towards what was probably the master bathroom. "You get changed here, I'll be out in a minute." he said gently and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Silence filled the room, except for my soft breaths. I was really going to sleep with Kakuzu.
Dear Jashin, thank you.
Love, Hidan.
I smiled giddily for a moment, then stripped off my clothing, replacing it with the pajama bottoms, that only showed the tips of my toes poking out of the ends, that folded over at my feet. "Too short." I muttered.
"I think it's kind of cute." Kakuzu admitted from behind me. I jumped slightly and turned around to see Kakuzu in black pajama pants and a gray wife beater. Jashin, he had a lot of bicep going on there.
"Thanks." I muttered and looked around.
"You're allowed to lay down."
"I know that."
"Après vous." he said smoothly. At this, I blushed slightly, but quickly got into his bed, which we would now share for the night. Deep in my mind, the voice whispered the longing to have it be many more nights. When I settled into the bed, I smiled at the feel of the silk sheets against my bare skin. Kakuzu chuckled at my obvious comfort and slipped under the covers. This would be the first time in two and a half years that I was to share a bed with someone.
"You know French?" I questioned, from the earlier statement that seemed more like a command. Maybe it was just me that thought that, since Kakuzu's voice was so damn low.
"No." Kakuzu laughed and shook his head. "It's a word you tend to pick up." he shrugged. I laughed slightly at that, but the laughter seemed strained. The butterflies in my stomach were now fluttering like something had upset them terribly. Kakuzu sighed and shook his head. "Why are you freaking out like this? Stop being so nervous. I'm not going to rape you or anything." at those words, I smiled. I knew he wouldn't rape me, but hearing it out loud assured the butterflies in my stomach to a dull roar.
"It's not that- It's just..." I trailed off, unable to make the words come out. I couldn't just say I like you, actually, I love you. It would be weird since we had only known each other for barely a month.
"Hidan, just sleep." Kakuzu laughed and laid down, clapping twice, the lights turned off. Oh, fancy stuff right there. I stared around the bedroom that was now shrouded in darkness. Shadows of the trees danced on the walls in an ancient rhythm.
'It's now or never, stupid.' the voice of Itachi echoed into my brain again. What fucking boat was Itachi on anyway? One moment he's against it, the next, he's pushing me towards Kakuzu. What ever happened to a repose state? Wasn't Itachi supposed to be in said state!
Without thinking, since my thoughts always screwed things up, I swung one of my legs around to the farther away side of Kakuzu waist, my other leg on the other side. I looked at his shocked face, but I was just as shocked to find out I actually had indeed gotten myself to the position on his lap.
"What are-"
"Do you like me or not?" I questioned. At this point, all the 'fuck it' in my system had decided to take over. I knew from Drew AND Lily that their own father liked me, so what exactly was I afraid of. Itachi in the end was now dead, as harsh as it seemed. I knew I would regret that thought in the morning. However, right now, all my mind seemed to course towards was getting in bed with Kakuzu. The man below my small frame watched me silently.
"How did you..."
"I didn't ask that question. I just need the answer to the one question." I said smoothly. My own voice felt like velvet in my throat. I felt Kakuzu's breath hitch as he watched me intently. I wasn't good with emotions, but I knew as much as when to tell someone is losing self control. This emotion was plainly visible in the man eyes, who's lap I was sitting on.
"... Yes." the voice grunted. I guess he was pretty bad with emotions also. I almost laughed at this, but before I could let out a sound, Kakuzu had pulled my shoulder's down towards himself, so our lips would meet. Exactly as I said, they did. Hundreds of thousands of thoughts rushed through my head and Kakuzu pulled my against him. I could feel a splitting headache forming from the sudden rush of all that was happening. I guess you could call it a moment where everything moves so fast. I felt the hands on my hips tighten as Kakuzu licked my lower lip, silently asking for entrance. Without an objection, I parted my lips and felt his tongue slip into my mouth. As our tongues danced, I finally got my head to clear. However, my lungs needed air, so I parted from the kiss, panting heavily. I coughed and felt my cheeks burn up as Kakuzu watched me hungrily. After my lungs had the air they required, I scooted back close to the bigger man and hugged him as he sat up, so my butt fit perfectly into his lap. I made a small yelp noise as Kakuzu nipped at my neck. As he continued to suck at the nape of my neck, I could practically feel the dark coloured patch appearing on my snow white skin. I muffled my small moans by burying my face into the tanned shoulder of the brunet. I could feel my own cock twitching in excitement, but it's not like I cared. Kakuzu was harder anyway, from what I could feel under my bottom. "Hidan, you have to get off for a second." he growled into my neck, which sent shivers down my spine. Naturally I would have asked, but his low and commanding voice automatically made me remove myself from his lap.
"Alright." I breathed in deeply, trying to bring my heart beat down to a normal pace. I knew it wouldn't though. I tried anyway. I watched Kakuzu remove his wife beater, then pajama bottoms and boxers. I know it's rude to stare, but Kakuzu was certainly gifted, that was for sure.
"Just take your pants off and stop staring like a moron." he scolded. I snapped out of my moronic stare, as he said it was, and nodded slowly. I hooked my delicate fingers into the hem of my pajamas, pulling them down and off my small body, then tossed them onto the floor. Not a second after, I felt Kakuzu strong arms lift my small frame back onto his stomach. He leaned back against the headboard of the bed as his odd coloured eyes scanned over my body in interest. I felt the knot of nervousness tighten in my stomach. Since the man in front of me was a perfectionist, I felt as though he would fix on a imperfect part of my form, like a sniper fixes his position on his target.
"Stop staring like that." I said harshly, but the comment went on ignored by my new partner. I glared slightly as he finally looked me in the eyes. "You're perfect." he muttered and rubbed my hips with his large hands. I gulped and my mind completely drained of every intelligent thought I could have had at the moment. After a few moments of silence, I got all my words back, that Kakuzu had seemed to had stolen a few minutes earlier.
"Funny."
"I'm not joking." the tone was completely serious at that, as if he had to back up the statement. Defeated, a smile made its way onto my features.
"Well... Thanks... I appreciate that." I said happily, then clued in on Kakuzu's chest. Dozens of stitches and scars looked to have rapped themselves over Kakuzu's at one point clear tanned skin. I never asked about the ones on his cheeks, because it was a rude thing to ask, but this was too much. I felt the question abuse the front of my mind. "What the hell happened to your skin?" I asked, in a small voice. Kakuzu chuckled lowly and shook his head.
"I've had a rough life. I'll tell you about it later. Right now, we have other things to attend to." he said, distracted. I blushed and laughed a bit, but stopped when I saw the confusion smear itself over Kakuzu's face. "I don't have lube-"
"I don't fucking need it." yeah, about that. I'm a bit of a masochist. Maybe I didn't tell you that, but no matter. Kakuzu looked slightly shocked, but the expression melted into one that was amused.
"Really? So you like it that way." he muttered. I grinned at this and lifted my hips and shuffled my way down to where my soon to be lover's erection was standing up proudly. Kakuzu sat up slightly, his eyes never leaving me.
"Yeah, got a problem with that?"
"No. You have a problem with bleeding?"
"Hell no." I laughed at the sense of humor, then grabbed onto Kakuzu's shoulder for support as I slowly lowered myself down onto his huge erection. The worst part was when the tip of his cock squeezed past the tight ring of muscles of my butt. "Ah~" I moaned, trying to stay quiet.
"Just go slow." Kakuzu muttered into my ear, assuring me gently. "I won't force you onto me." he promised. I nodded at this a took a deep breath, before continuing pushing myself down onto his length. I held my breath as the last of him filled me. I let it out in a long shaky drag.
"Just... Give me a sec." I muttered and held onto his shoulders. Kakuzu nodded and planted a chaste kiss to the side of my face. After the pain had numbed itself, I raised my hips and slowly lowered them down again, starting a slow tempo. I mewled, while Kakuzu grunted lowly. Before I could pick up the rhythm, Kakuzu grabbed my hips and did it for me, like I was merrily along for the simple ride. I felt a scream rip in my throat and I quickly muffled it by snuggling my face into Kakuzu shoulder once again, my arms now wrapped around my lover's neck. The thought sounded foreign; Lover... However, it was a word I was comfortable with to place on Kakuzu, instead of Itachi. I snapped out of the nostalgic feeling as Kakuzu's member hit the bundle of nerves, which made me see stars across my vision. Another muffled scream against Kakuzu's shoulder. I was pretty sure I was bleeding, but I could take a bit of blood loss. No big deal. I smiled to myself, as the pain dissolved into pleasure. My world slipped away to one that only held myself and Kakuzu. No Itachi, no anybody. Only sighs and muffled screams from my throat, low groans and grunts from Kakuzu's. I felt Kakuzu slam against my prostate repeatedly, making the knot in my gut tighten to the most it could, before I let out a muffled cry of my new lover's name, signaling my finish as seamen covered both of our stomach's. Not soon after, I felt my muscles tighten around Kakuzu. He growled something low into my ear and came inside of me, filling me to the hilt with his sperm. I felt as though I would pass out, white sweeping across my vision. Be that as it may, my lungs made me suck in a large breath, letting it out while my vision came back to the dark room. I looked at Kakuzu to see him panting heavily.
"... I..."
"You?" he looked at me, tired, but the same amused expression on his features. I laughed and felt my hair sticking to the side of my face. I wanted to say I loved him, because I honest to Jashin felt the damn emotion. Even so, I decided against it. Love was an intimidating word that could make even the strongest man or woman run away in fear. I didn't want Kakuzu to run away. No fucking chance.
"I don't know what to say." is what I said instead. "But that was amazing." I yawned happily and felt Kakuzu lift my body off of his manhood. He smiled at me and laid down, pulling me against him so my head laid on his chest.
"It was." he nodded and played with my hair with the hand that was tucked behind my neck. "Sleep now."
"I hear ya." I laughed and kissed one of the many stitches across his chest.
I wish I could have said I had no nightmares that night. That the experience I had with Kakuzu gave me full bliss and peaceful thoughts. However, this was not the case in the least. In my dream, I was standing on a dock, when I saw Lily drowning. I jumped into the water like I had when I first saved her, but this time, my hand past right through her, like I was a ghost. The horrifying part was that the little girl could see me. Lily hands swatted for mine frantically as she sunk down deeper. I felt tears come to my eyes, the stinging feeling you get, even if you're underwater. I let out a scream, as did she. Both were silenced by the cold dark lake waters. I heard myself scream as I came to in the morning, my body shooting up in a bullet fast motion. There was a numb feeling in my ass (go figure), but I ignored it. When I had stopped screaming, I felt under my eyes, where fresh tears greeted me. Coughing racked through my body and I leaned over my forehead on my kneecaps. "Oh Jashin." I choked out as Kakuzu ran into the room, telling Drew and Lily to stay outside the room. I looked up to see my now lover worried and confused.
"What just happened? Are you okay?" the brunet asked frantically, walking over to my side of the bed quickly. He knelt over and cupped my face in his hands. Help, would've loved to say the word. Even so, I would never be able to call help. So despite my yearning for the simple two words of "help me", I shook my head instead.
"I'm alright... Just a really bad dream is all." I said, my voice weak and tired. Kakuzu looked at me, doubting something I had said.
"Alright." he said and kissed my lips gently. I kissed back happily, then looked over the side of the bed to see my pajamas on the ground.
"I'm going to get a shower." I said softly as there was a loud knocking from downstairs. Kakuzu looked at the bedroom door, then back at me.
"Hmm, okay. Towels are in plain sight." he commented and kissed the top of my head, leaving the room swiftly. After the doors closed, I jumped out of bed and crossed the room to the bathroom door. I stepped inside and stopped in the doorway.
"Holy fucking shit." I cursed, wide eyed. This bathroom was about the most elegant looking one I had ever seen in my whole life. Everything looked so clean and porcelain. I admired the craftsmanship a bit longer, then decided I actually needed a damn shower. I started the water and heard a far off argument from downstairs. As the water heated, I strained to listen. All I could figure out was that it was Kakuzu and a woman. I thought nothing of it and started my shower.
* * * *
I watched the two adults bicker and sighed, looking down at my pink converse. Why did they always do this? Whenever she came, dad would make a huge deal about it, that he had us for the summer, not mom. She'd make a sob story, but of course, dad would never take it. I wish Hidan was here. Mom would be so fucking jealous, haha. even though she left dad, she totally still loves him. Dad refuses to take her back though. Especially since Hidan came into the picture. I'm pretty sure they are together now. Dad seems to be in such a good mood today, so I bet anything they are an item. Which is good, because Lily and I LOVE Hidan. I mean, he's awesome!
"Mom... Dad..." I trailed off and frowned. "Can you guys stop fighting? You're scaring Lily." I commented and looked at my little sister, who had stopped making her puzzle, now staring at the two adults in fear. My father and mother stopped yelling and looked at me, then Lily.
"... I'm sorry, Lily." my father sighed.
"Sorry honey bunny." my mother said. God, where was Hidan when you needed him?
* * * *
When I had dried myself off from my shower, I exited the bathroom and proceed to put on clothing from out of my suitcase. I looked at myself in the full body length mirror and grinned. "Mmhmm." I smiled, then sweat dropped as my eyes found the light purple, almost greenish yellow coloured hickey on my neck.
"Oh joy." I rolled my eyes and pulled my hair back, which was still a bit wet. It's not like I minded much though. I considered putting a shirt on, but then went against it, as no one would really care. I heard no screams from downstairs, so certainly the random woman was gone. I stretched and walked out of the room, then down the hall to the stairs. I had made it half way down, when I heard talking. Well I guess the woman wasn't gone. No matter, at this point, the little 'fuck it' came back to the surface of my mind. I shrugged it off and walked down the remainder of the steps. When I walked into the living room, the talking stopped. I looked at the two people; one was Kakuzu, the other a beautiful brown haired woman, her pink dress hugged her curves in all the places it should. I blinked and raised an eyebrow. "Oh hey." as though Kakuzu thought I might have misunderstood something, he shook his head in disbelief.
"Hidan... This is my ex-wife, Lauren." he said, introducing us. I looked back at the woman, to see her glaring at me.
"Who's that?" she asked, her tone sour. I saw Drew smirk in the corner of my eyes, but ignored it.
"Lauren, this is Hidan, he's-"
"Dad's boyfriend." Drew cut in, smiling. I stared in shock at Kakuzu's oldest daughter and coughed. Lauren smiled, but the expression seemed toxic to me.
"Well. Hello, Hidan. How are you?" she asked. I blinked and looked at her dully.
"Tired, sore. Thanks very much." I answered. Kakuzu coughed, then glared at me. Lauren must have clued in, because the glare darkened.
"How long have you two been together? I never heard any mention of him before, Kakuzu." I rather doubted that Kakuzu nor I would have wanted to admit at most, it hadn't even been twenty-four hours, so while we both paused, Drew must have thought of something brilliant.
"A month or so!~ When dad, Lily, and I first came down, he was here, staying at the cottage up the road." she smiled. I sighed slightly in relief, knowing I wouldn't have to explain myself in what could have made me look like a bit of a slut.
"Ah... Well, it's nice to know you've found someone, Kakuzu." she said, which almost made me gag.
To this, I said: "Yeah... So, why is she here?" I asked, bored. I guess that was a part of the old Hidan shining through. Kakuzu slightly glared in my direction, a wave of tension running through the room.
"Well, don't worry about that, Hidan." Lauren smiled brightly, tucking part of her hair behind her left ear. Even though it shouldn't have, she made me kid of jealous. She was way better looking then I was, so was there a standard I had to overcome. This of course, I would over think. I over think everything. Deep down I knew this girl would be in my way.
Of course, she would be a problem. A big problem.