Chapter 4: Battle For Dominance
Hidan's POV
I quickly stormed through the hideout towards my ritual room. When Pein had learnt about my special way of praying to Jashin-sama, he'd organized for an old unused room to be equipped for my prayers. There was no carpet in the room, and in its place was a cold, stone floor that could be easily cleaned. The room was barely furnished – there was a table against the far wall, and a closet that contained several implements of torture. I only used those instruments of pain for the longer, more severe rituals. There was a door beside the table that led out into the hideout's scrap yard, and I would sometimes choose to do my prayers outside. Even if I remained indoors, I often left the door open for some air.
I slammed around the room, picking out a few weapons to impale myself with. I was angry with Naruto, but also angry with myself. I wished that Pein would just ignore Itachi and extract that brat's bijuu. I selected a jagged kunai and jammed it into my hand, calming down as the pain washed over me. I squeezed blood out of the wound and set about drawing Jashin's symbol with it. I could do this part with my eyes closed now. I cursed under my breath as I realized I'd left my favourite pike in the kitchen, and I completed the symbol before rushing back up to the kitchen. I grasped the wall beside the doorframe, leaving a fresh bloody handprint beneath the old one. I laughed. Konan would have my head for that one.
"Oi, fuckhead, have you seen Rusty?" I asked Kakuzu, who was sat at the table counting his fucking money again. He glanced up but barely acknowledged me. "Asshat, I asked you a fucking question."
"My response is my silence, Hidan." He replied coolly. "Shut up." I felt my anger rising again and shoved past him, knocking over a tower of coins on purpose. I sensed his anger and smirked to myself. Mission accomplished. It was so easy to piss Kakuzu off. I spotted Rusty propped up against the counter and grasped the pike, turning to face Kakuzu once again. He was glaring at me. When we'd first met, that glare had actually had some kind of effect on me, but by now I was so used to it that it didn't bother me.
"I'm going to fucking pray. Don't fucking bother me." I told him sharply before leaving the kitchen. I hoped I wouldn't come across that brat again. That would just be too frustrating. Luckily I made it to my ritual room without seeing another soul, and I slammed the door shut. I opened the other door to let in some air and returned to the symbol, lying down in the center. "Jashin-sama, I offer my prayer." I murmured, my rosary pressed to my lips. I then raised the pike above my chest and plunged it down. "Shit!" I hissed, squeezing my eyes shut. After a moment, I relaxed and a smile slipped across my features. "Ohh… fuck…" The thrill never got old. I would never get used to the feeling of that rusty pike penetrating my flesh, scraping harshly against my ribs before shattering them, and stabbing straight through my heart.
I always lost track of time whilst I was praying, so my rituals usually ended up being longer than was needed. This didn't matter, of course. In fact I enjoyed going over the minimum time limit, especially whilst on a mission with Kakuzu. There was nothing more satisfying than hearing him bitch and moan about how long I was taking. To Kakuzu, time was money, and I was wasting it. I was about to finish up the ritual when I heard footsteps outside in the hall. I was annoyed that someone would even come down this way when I was in the middle of praying, but I figured that so long as they didn't disturb me, it was okay for them to be out there.
I frowned when the door opened, and I got ready to curse the shit out of whoever had dared interrupt me, but something made me stop. It was a chakra signature that was still quite unfamiliar, and I quickly did the math. The only signature I didn't recognize would have to belong to…
"Shit." Naruto. I was surprised at the tone of his voice. He spoke in a hushed whisper, and he sounded mildly concerned. Still, I was pissed at him for interrupting my ritual. The fact that I was pretty much done had nothing to do with it. I turned my eyes to stare at the idiot in the doorway and I almost laughed at his face. He looked so startled, and I guessed it was because he hadn't expected to find me here. He started forward slightly, which pissed me off even more.
"What the fuck are you staring at, brat? I'm trying to fucking pray here." I snapped at him. He stopped, obviously shocked to hear my voice. I reached up with my injured hand and grasped the pike before yanking it harshly, tearing it from my chest. My head rolled back and my eyes closed as the pain bolted through me. "Ah, fuck…" I couldn't keep the obvious pleasure from my voice. It just felt so wonderful… "That felt good." I stated aloud. Tossing the pike to one side, I stood up slowly, watching the blood drip from my fresh wound. Naruto was still staring at me, and hadn't spoken. I smirked. "Oi, oi, Kyuubi got your tongue?" I snickered at my own joke. He jolted from his trance-like state and stammered out a response.
"Uh, I-I, um, HOW?" He blurted out. Something flashed in his face and he stared in disbelief at me. "Is this how you pray?" No shit, Sherlock. How dumb is this kid?
"That's what I had fucking said, wasn't it?" I rolled my eyes and turned to look at the wound in my chest. So delicious… I pressed my hand to it and applied pressure, digging my fingers into my flesh. After some poking around, I withdrew my hand and brought it up to my mouth. I licked a few stray drops before sucking on my fingers, taking in the blood. My eyes slid half-closed as I did so, but I kept a close watch on Naruto. I saw his blue eyes suddenly flash red, and a low growl sounded from the back of his throat. What confused me was the depth of the growl – I'd have expected it to be around the same pitch as Naruto's voice, but this growl was almost menacing…
Naruto appeared to be rather baffled at the sound of the growl, as if he didn't know where it had come from. He looked at me for a moment, but his expression became even more confused and he glanced around the room. I quickly realized what had happened, and I smirked. He raised one eyebrow at the sight of my smirk. I chuckled slightly.
"It seems to me that Kyuubi likes the scent of my blood." If anything, this confused him even more. I laughed. "Your eyes changed for a moment there, seems like Kyuubi wants to come out and fucking play." His eyes widened in shock, and I smirked again. Naruto must not have realized that Kyuubi had slipped past his guard slightly. I watched him as his face became pained, and it was clear that he was undergoing some kind of inner struggle.
"No…" He whispered, and I only just caught it. My smirk widened into a grin and I decided that I wanted to test his self control a little. I bent down and picked up Rusty from the floor and trailed the tip across my skin. When I reached a spot near my hip, I plunged the pike through my flesh, my head falling back in ecstasy. My mind was all too suddenly distracted from torturing Naruto as I revelled in the pain. A deep, menacing laugh cut through and I focused on Naruto. The brat's blue eyes had changed to red, the pupils merely slits, and the whisker marks on his cheeks had increased in size and width. I knew what this meant – Kyuubi was taking over.
"Ah, so you've finally come out to fucking play, took you fucking long enough." I smirked at him, and the smirk was instantly returned. I was surprised at how easily Kyuubi took control of Naruto's body. Then again, the brat was weak anyway, so I guessed Kyuubi didn't have to put up much of a fight. I watched as Naruto – or Kyuubi, to be accurate – stalked over to me, an odd look in his eyes. I recognized that look – I'd seen it often enough in my reflection. Bloodlust. A clawed hand grasped the pike that was still embedded into my hip and it was suddenly ripped out. My eyes slipped closed and I felt my jaw drop slightly as the pain radiated through my body. Kyuubi chuckled.
"No need to hide from me, I know how you feel about pain, boy." If possible, Kyuubi stepped closer to me. It registered that Naruto really was short – he barely came up to my shoulders. The other thing that hit me was the depth of Kyuubi's voice, so much deeper and darker than Naruto's. His clawed hand raked down my arm and to my hip, and he slipped his fingers into my wound. "You know, I could help you feel more pain, how would you like that? I'll make it enjoyable for you." He lifted his eyes to meet mine, and I noticed how incredibly attractive Naruto was. His fingers prodded around for a while before they were removed – to my dismay – and he lifted his hand to his mouth. I licked my lips as I realized what he was planning to do. Slowly, he licked the blood from his fingertips, just like I'd done moments before. His words registered in my mind and I quickly backed away, suddenly feeling furious. How dare he suggest interfering with my rituals?
"No fucking thanks, I don't think I need fucking help, but I'm sure if I fucking need it, I'll be sure to contact you." I didn't bother to mask the sarcasm in my voice. I wanted the fucker to hear it.
"Oh? Are you sure about that? I promise you won't regret it." I was very sure about that. I didn't need some fucking demon to lend me a hand.
"For fucks sake, I know you're Kyuubi and all but I don't want to be fucking 'helped' by you. I'm going to go fucking pray again." I needed to release this anger, and praying to Jashin-sama always worked. I turned to walk away from Kyuubi, but I was stopped by a hand on my arm. Claws dug into my skin, and I felt warm blood trickle down my arm. I gasped slightly at the feeling, and the hand tightened on my arm.
"I'm offended Hidan. Am I not good enough?" Kyuubi laughed wickedly, and I turned to glare at him. I saw fire-like chakra beginning to swirl around him, and I pushed him away quickly. The laugh died on his lips and his face set hard, a cold look in his eyes. "Seems to me that you want to fight, Hidan. I suppose that works for me." A fight? That didn't sound all that bad. I ran my hand through my hair, dislodging what little gel I'd slicked into it earlier. My hair fell down in front of my face, a platinum curtain covering my violet eyes. I sighed, and nodded once in confirmation that we were going to fight.
Kyuubi walked back several steps and stopped, staring at me intently. I regarded him coolly, watching him and analysing his pose. Kakuzu often complained that I just dove into a battle without thinking, but he was wrong. My mind just processed the little details quicker than expected. It appeared to me that Kyuubi was waiting for me to attack first, but I had other ideas. I quickly glanced to one side, searching for my scythe, and found that it wasn't too far away. In that split second that I took my eyes off him, Kyuubi struck – trying to slash at my face. I blocked easily and reached for the wire that was attached to the handle of my scythe. With a measured tug, I swung the scythe towards Kyuubi. At the last second I changed my mind and twisted it away in the other direction. Getting away from Kyuubi was the first thing I wanted to do. When it hit the ground I retracted the wire as I leapt towards it, before flicking my wrist and dislodging the scythe, swinging it towards Kyuubi. I wasn't good with close combat fights, preferring to attack from a distance. I knew that Naruto was a close combat fighter, and so I had to keep my distance.
"Tajuu Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!" I heard him call out, forming the correct seal. Three clones appeared beside him. I smirked. This was one of Naruto's signature jutsu, so it was nothing new to me. I watched as he held out one hand, and one of the clones began to dart his hands around Kyuubi's outstretched hand. Slowly, a ball of orange chakra began swirling in Kyuubi's palm and I groaned. The other signature jutsu, Rasengan. I frowned slightly when another clone held out both his hands, palms facing the swirling chakra. The third clone kept his eyes on me. A terrific screech sounded from the three working on the Rasengan, and as I watched, the chakra began to grow. I stared in shock as the shape of a shuriken appeared among the chakra, swirling around the Rasengan. "Fuuton Rasen-shuriken." The three clones disappeared and Kyuubi charged at me, wielding this new jutsu. I didn't have any time to block or dodge, and so the jutsu hit me dead on. As I felt myself being slashed hundreds of times in a row, I tossed my head back and gasped loudly. This felt far too good. Whatever this jutsu was, I loved it.
"Fuck me…" I breathed. It felt better than any ritual. "Do that again." I pleaded. Kyuubi chuckled, but I didn't look at him just yet. I was still in the heat of the moment.
"Sorry boy. No can do. If I did Naruto would most likely lose the use of his arm. Seems like I've won, doesn't it?" I frowned and looked at him sharply, determination in my face. I wasn't going to lose to this brat; no matter how good that had felt. I was going to get back at him by making him feel that good. I swiped his legs out from under him and pinned him to the ground, my pike in my hand and pressed to Kyuubi's throat.
"You may be the fucking Kyuubi, but you're still in the body of a fucking weak brat. Did you honestly think you could fucking dominate me?" I growled. There was only a select few who could ever dominate me, and this brat wasn't one of them. I received a growl in return, but I wasn't fazed by it. "Like I just fucking said, you may be Kyuubi, but you are not immortal, not as I am. Now who's fucking won?" Kyuubi began to struggle, and so I applied pressure to the pike. Instantly his struggles ceased as he registered the unspoken threat. I was more than happy to impale that beautifully pale neck if he made the wrong move. I released some of the pressure, my plan forming in my mind. I smirked and put my hand to his throat, pinning his legs down with my own.
Watching his face closely, I trailed my free hand down his jacket, hoping for some sort of expression to cross his face. My smirk faltered when he simply gazed at me, unfazed by my actions. I quickly covered up the falter and I slipped my hand beneath his shirt and jacket, caressing his hip teasingly. Kyuubi smirked now, and went to raise his arm. I pressed down with my hand, a signal that he was not to move. I shifted position and straddled his knees, my hand slipping down further to rub his crotch through his pants. His mouth opened, but no sound came out. I was slightly disappointed, but I reassured myself that I'd make him scream even if it killed me. Hah. My smirk widened and I quickly jammed my hand into his pants and boxers, roughly grabbing hold of his obvious excitement. As he jerked in surprise, I began to stroke him roughly.
"No need to hide from me Kyuubi. I know what you're feeling." I taunted him, using the words he'd said to me earlier. When he remained silent, I grew frustrated with him. I leant down to that beautiful exposed neck and bit him as hard as I could. Kyuubi cried out in surprise and pleasure, and I smirked against his neck. I jerked my hand harder and faster, and with a buck of the hips, Kyuubi released in my hand and his boxers. My hand had slid down to his chest and I held him down, stopping him from arching off the floor. I released my hold on his neck and watched as he lay there, panting and out of breath. I lifted my hand to my mouth and licked it clean, sucking on my fingertips much like I'd done with my blood earlier.
"Naruto wants to say hi." I stared down at Kyuubi as he spoke, and realized that he was going to let Naruto resume control of his body. I felt a slight flutter of panic, wondering how Naruto would react to what Kyuubi had gotten himself into. Quickly I grasped the pike and held it to Naruto's throat once more, just in case the brat was furious. I watched his eyes return to their normal blue, and the whisker marks faded back to their original size. There was surprise in his eyes for a moment, before anger flared behind them. I was roughly shoved off, and Naruto stood up.
"I could have Itachi kill you for this." He growled at me. I felt the panic return, and wet my lips, desperately trying to think of how to explain myself.
"Look, brat. I mean kid. I mean, Naruto! I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen. I was provoked by that Kyuubi and then things kind of got a bit out of hand. I did no harm right? I mean, it was enjoyable for your body. I know I'm not Itachi but still, it's good to have some action while your lover's away, right? Heh, I honestly don't think Itachi needs to know about this. What do you say kid? I mean Naruto." I realized I was rambling and mentally cursed myself. I wasn't scared of Itachi killing me, because of course it was impossible, but I'd seen the Uchiha's wrath before and didn't fancy spending 72 hours in some form of torture. Naruto smiled slightly and looked at me. I gave him an apologetic, pleading look, hoping he would rethink telling Itachi.
"Fine, but if anything like that ever happens again, I will have no hesitation to tell Itachi when he comes back. You are not to touch me." He stalked out of the room, and I sighed in relief.
"Thanks, Naruto." I muttered, unsure whether he heard me or not. The door closed behind him and I let out a groan. My pants were uncomfortably tight after the incident with Kyuubi, and I desperately needed release. I was surprised to find that I'd been hoping that Naruto would have enjoyed my attention, and perhaps given me a hand in return… "Get fucking real, Hidan." I snapped at myself. "Fuck this shit." I tossed my pike down and yanked off my pants. There was no way I could concentrate on anything else with this damn problem. I told myself I was going to pray for forgiveness from Jashin-sama right after. He'd be angry that I hadn't killed Kyuubi, for a start. I dropped to the floor and leant against the wall. I couldn't help imagining that it was Naruto's hand instead of my own, and it was frustrating me. What the fuck was going on? Why the fuck was I thinking of the brat like this? It didn't make any fucking sense. It must be because of what had happened between us. Yeah, that's what it is.
Fucking Kyuubi.
Once I was comfortable again – and very satisfied – I cleaned myself up and left my ritual room, aiming to take another shower to freshen myself up. I detoured by the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, and found Deidara stirring noodles in a bowl at the table. The blonde looked up at me as I grabbed my water from the fridge.
"Hey, un. I just saw Naruto, and I asked him if you'd apologized, un." He said to me. I turned to him and lifted one eyebrow. "It was funny, though. When I mentioned you, he blushed and got all embarrassed, un. Do you know why, un?" I went to deny any knowledge of it, wondering why Naruto would be so embarrassed about it, but Deidara's sudden change in expression made me stop. "Ugh, Hidan. You smell of sex, un." Then his eyes widened. "Oh my god–,"
"Jashin." I snapped. "Not god." Deidara rolled his eyes.
"Did you two have sex, un?" He gasped. "But, what about Itachi, un?" I smacked the back of Deidara's head, hard.
"No, you fucking moron. Nothing happened between us." I sighed. "I just fucking jacked off, that's all." Deidara made a face.
"Okay, ew, un." I shrugged.
"You fucking asked." I opened the bottle of water and took a long swig. "Now if you don't fucking mind, I'm going to take another fucking shower so I don't fucking smell of sex, yeah?" Without waiting for his response, I strode out of the kitchen, making for the bathroom. This was going to be a long day.
Author's Note: Okay, we're VERY sorry it's taken us a while to get this chapter out. We had it finished for a while, but wanted to wait until we'd written what was originally going to be our last chapter - HOWEVER, things got away from us and we forgot all about writing chapter 5, and as such forgot that this one wasn't out. To make up for it, we're extending the story to 10 chapters long instead. We'll try and get chapter 5 out soon, but we can't promise anything.
If you want to read something in the meantime, check out our other story, Two's Company. It's an Akatsuki story, and the first one-shot in a series of 4. There is KakuHidan in the first story with mentions of HidaDei, and there will be eventual KakuHidaDei. Enjoy!
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