I apologize if the story seems kinda weak. I'm trying to make Mina evil, but I don't know… mean is easy, murderous and hateful is actually difficult. I also hope my Hidan isn't OoC.

Chapter 3: A Common Goal

"It's about god damn time you got back! What'd you do? Take the scenic route?!" Hidan leaned up against his scythe as Mina approached with a handful of items. She had finished exhuming his body, weapons and clothing included, and left to get some supplies. Using some of the wire she found in the pit, Mina had stitched together most of his body. But according to Hidan's constant protests, she wasn't as good as Kakuzu… whoever the hell that was.

"Oh I'm sorry!" Mina exaggerated. "If you had wanted just water and crackers, I'm sure I would have returned much sooner. Instead, I had to collect all of this crap!" She sat on the ground in a huff. The Jashinist rolled his eyes and sat with her. She shoved a box of food into his hands. Instantly, he tore into it, swallowing much of it whole. "If you're immortal, why do you even need food?"

"Oi! I'm hungry, okay? Immortal or not, a man needs to eat!"

"Pig."

He glared up at her from his meal. "How about once Jashin blesses you, I throw you in a pit and bury you for god only knows how long? Then we'll see who gets hungry." Mina ignored his empty threat and pulled out two Bingo books. "What're those?" Hidan spoke with a mouth full of food.

"They're to help me figure out just how long you were down there." She pointed to the gaping pit just feet from where they sat.

"A long time." He swallowed his current mouthful and took another.

"Thanks. Now how about doing something helpful and describe to me the last couple of ninja that you remember fighting."

The immortal jumped up to his feet and shouted, pointing to the other side of the pit. "He was right there! Right there with that smug look on his face when he threw the lighter and blew me the fuck up! That bastard, son-of-a-bitch, mother-fucking, cock-sucking, piece of shit!"

"O-kay. Calm down stitches. He'll die soon enough." Mina reached up with a napkin. "You got a little something…" she gestured to his chin. Hidan snatched the napkin from her hand and sat back down with a frown as he wiped his face. "What color hair did any of them have?"

He chugged down a bottle of water before answering her. "The bastard had black hair. There were three other ones too. The tall one had silver hair, the whore was blonde," He snickered, glancing up at Mina. "and the fat-ass had brown hair."

"Were they kids, like younger than me?"

"Yea. But the tall one was older than you." He leaned forward to get a better look as she flipped through the pages of the book. "What are you doing?" He prodded.

Mina reached up and pushed him back on his ass, but before he could scream back at her, she answered him rather politely. "I'm looking for a ninja with silver hair in this old Bingo book. It's from before I was born, which I think is around the time you were buried." She absently reached into her bag and pulled out a clean pair of pants and new shoes. "Here. There's a river about half a mile east of here. Go clean up."

He took the articles of clothing and stared down at her thoughtfully. This woman… talk about strange. I can curse at her and she doesn't even take offense. She even yells back. The potential for violence… hehe, gives me chills. If she's serious about it, I think she'd make a halfway decent Jashinist.

She looked up at him. "Is there anything else you remember about him?"

"Red eye." He tapped his left eye. "One of his eyes was red." He turned and walked off toward the river. Twenty minutes later, he came back to find her swinging around his scythe. "What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" He grabbed hold of the weapon, though she didn't let go.

With the instrument of death taking only a small space between them, Mina looked lovingly into his eyes. "I figured it out and I know who you are."

Huh? What the hell is she talking about? "Figured out what?" He growled suspiciously.

"That you are by far the most beautiful man I have ever met." With a content sigh, she let go and floated over to the two books she had brought with her. "Allow me to explain." She motioned for him to take a seat while she stood and wove her tale.

However reluctantly, he set his scythe against a tree and sat obediently. Her curious behavior was enough to entice him to be quiet.

Mina cleared her throat and gave him a coy smile. "This man," she opened the old book to a marked page. "His name is Hatake Kakashi. He's the silver haired man with the red eye." Hidan nodded in agreement upon seeing the image. "And that pattern on your cloak." She pointed to the tattered remains by the scythe. "It stands for Akatsuki."

Again he nodded. "What's it to you?"

"Ah-ah." She wagged her finger at him. "Let me finish." Mina picked up the new book and flipped it open. "This is Uzumaki Naruto. He's the container for the nine-tail fox spirit. And it was your mission in Akatsuki to retrieve him."

"Among other things…" He shook his head somewhat angered that he had yet to see what was so wonderful about the situation.

"In your journey to capture him, you killed this man." Mina opened the old book again and flipped to the page with Sarutobi Asuma's picture.

"Get to the fucking point!" Hidan shouted at her.

Mina threw the old book at him. "Don't be so fucking dense!" The projectile struck him in the head, which he gingerly held afterwards. "This man and this woman," She opened the new book and showed him two new pictures, "were two of his three students."

"Oh yeah…" He sat up and in recognition of the two. "The blonde and the fat-ass. They're a hell of a lot older though."

With a nod, she flipped the page again, revealing another photo. "Just over twenty years, I'd say. This is the third student, the one that put you in that pit."

Hidan's eyes went wide and he snatched the book from her hands. "How did you…?"

Mina laughed lightly. "I've always sorta known." She tapped the page his eyes were glued to. "Read his name."

"Nara Shikamaru." He looked over at her smiling face. "Why are you smiling?"

"My name is Nara Mina. That's my father. He told me the story of his sensei's death but he left out the fact that he buried his murderer in our backyard." She glanced off to the side. "I guess he just didn't trust me."

The immortal raised his eyebrow at the girl. "Oh let me guess. You just can't bear to kill the man and you don't want any part of this anymore? Well, tough shit sister. I'm getting mine!"

She reached up and held his face in her hands in a sweet, kind fashion. "Not at all, Hidan-kun. In fact, it's going to push up my timetable for gaining immortality. I'm going to kill myself tomorrow night, become immortal and then you and I will sacrifice him to Lord Jashin."

"If you weren't converting, I'd say you'd make a wonderful sacrifice yourself." He held her hands as he looked down at her.

Mina ignored the obvious glint in his eyes and removed herself from the situation. "You'll have to stay here tonight. There are blankets and some more food in the bag there." She picked up the two Bingo books and started to walk away. "Don't go near the main house. It's too risky. I'll be back sometime late afternoon tomorrow."

"What? Why?" He started after her.

She turned to look back at him. "Why what?"

"Why are you not going to come back till late afternoon?"

The young blonde smirked at the man's apparent concern over the issue. "I need to scout out some places around the village."

"What for?" Wait… what the fuck do I care what she does?

What the fuck does he care?! "To find a place to die.", she huffed. "I'm not just going to slit my wrists or hang myself in my bedroom." Her quiet laugh had its own unique sinister quality. "I'm going to make a show of it. And everyone in the village will know that I am dead." Mina spun around and began to walk away again. "I'll tell you my plan tomorrow, Hidan-kun. Tomorrow will be very entertaining. I promise."

…… I really don't like writing about suicide. It's upsetting for me. Is that normal? Oh well, soon enough she'll be immortal… or at least she hopes she will. Reviews would be nice, cause this is a completely experimental fic for me.