A/N: Hello, I'm sure you've all been dying for this lemon. I'm evil, I know, but I've had influenza for two weeks! And I've had to make up all the work I've missed in school on top of the usual work, and then of course my other original story threw a fit, so I needed to pay attention to it. But here's the lemon, and you better appreciate it, damn it, I was dying when I wrote it when I had influenza!
Hidan lay back willingly on the bed, Kakuzu climbing on top of him. They kissed heatedly, arms wrapping around each other. Their bodies arched together, reveling in the feeling of each other. Kakuzu slipped his hands under Hidan's shirt, teasingly slow, and ran his fingers over the soft skin. Hidan groaned, slipping out of the offending garment and displaying his naked chest for Kakuzu's scrutiny. Kakuzu leaned back, looking Hidan over approvingly, descending his mouth again, this time to Hidan's neck, sucking and kissing sweetly. Hidan moaned as the mouth licked its way to his nipple, suckling it slowly. He tangled his hands in Kakuzu's dark hair, arching against that feverish tongue.
Kakuzu ran his fingers up and down Hidan's sides, switching nipples. Hidan moaned even louder, wrapping his legs around Kakuzu's waist and pressing their erect members against each other. Kakuzu groaned, removing his mouth from Hidan's chest to kiss him passionately on the lips. Hidan responded readily, cupping Kakuzu's cheek and parting his lips, their tongues clashing. Kakuzu groaned against Hidan's mouth, grabbing the silver-haired man's hips harder. They swirled their tongues together, making wanton noises, holding each other tightly. But finally, Hidan pulled away, hands flying to Kakuzu's collar. Kakuzu sat back, nervous about letting Hidan see him naked. Hidan sat up, fumbling with the buttons in his haste. Kakuzu helped him slide the shirt off, exposing his tan skin. Hidan stared. Millions of scars crisscrossed Kakuzu's skin, leaving pinkish white trails across his torso. Kakuzu closed his eyes, not wanting to see Hidan's expression. He jumped slightly when a light hand was pressed against his back, supple fingers tracing the longest scar, reaching across his back from shoulder to hip. Tenderly, a set of lips was lowered to his skin, kissing along the mutilation. "Oh." It was a breath, a lover's worried coo. Hidan hugged Kakuzu's back, pressing his cheek to the shoulder blade. "Oh, oh."
"Do you want to stop?" Kakuzu's voice was low and uncertain, the edges indefinite. Hidan hugged him harder.
"God no. Like hell I would let this stop me," he replied. He wormed his way back around to Kakuzu's front, smirking at his lover. They kissed heatedly, Kakuzu pushing Hidan back on the bed. They kissed passionately for another minute or so, before Kakuzu trailed his hands to the fly of Hidan's jeans. In a few moments of wiggling and tugging, Hidan lay naked before Kakuzu.
"You're not wearing underwear," Kakuzu stated.
"Shut up, you know you like it," Hidan replied, kissing Kakuzu fervently. Kakuzu made no reply, grabbing Hidan's hips. Hidan bucked against his hold, wrapping his legs around Kakuzu's waist. He grabbed the fly of Kakuzu's pants, quickly unzipping them and pulling them down. Nothing different than Kakuzu's torso was revealed, a few scars tarnished his legs, but otherwise he was in good shape.
They flew at each other again, kissing heatedly and wrapping their arms around each other. Kakuzu's mouth trailed loving kisses down Hidan's neck and over his collar bone. Hidan moaned, weaving his fingers in Kakuzu's black, unruly hair. Kakuzu's teeth teased Hidan's nipple, his other hand rubbing the other one. Hidan arched their hips together, moaning loudly as their erect penises clashed. Kakuzu groaned against Hidan's chest, letting his pelvis lower against Hidan's, creating more friction. Hidan moaned, higher this time as Kakuzu's mouth switched sides with his hand, licking and nipping at his other nipple. "Ah, Kakuzu-" Hidan cried out, bucking his hips harder. He felt the need to tell Kakuzu exactly what he wanted, but from the teasing slowness in Kakuzu's movements, Hidan knew his lover knew exactly what he was doing.
Kakuzu dipped lower and lower, and Hidan bucked his hips, realizing Kakuzu's intent. Kakuzu smirked devilishly against the model's pale skin, slowing his movements with every frustrated move Hidan made. Hidan grabbed Kakuzu's unruly black hair and thrust upwards, groaning in frustration. Kakuzu decided to stop his teasing and lowered his mouth onto the very tip of Hidan's erection.
Hidan gasped and squirmed, trying to get closer to Kakuzu's warm, wet mouth. Kakuzu lay an arm across Hidan's lower abdomen, effectively holding him in place. He quickly took more and more of Hidan into his mouth, always one for effectiveness and not wasting time. He soon had Hidan moaning feebly under him as he skillfully brought him closer to climax with the sucking of his mouth and the swirling of his tongue. "Kuzu- shit- I'm-" Hidan moaned, but cracking an eye open, he knew Kakuzu knew. One more good suck and he spilled himself into Kakuzu's mouth, moaning loudly. Kakuzu took it all without so much as a peep, and Hidan collapsed back on the bed, limbs doing their impression of jam.
Kakuzu crawled back up next to Hidan, contenting himself with nibbling on the silver haired man's ear while he waited for his lover to recover. He hadn't expected Hidan to be this easy; he'd expected to have to work at getting him to climax. What, it had taken a casual blowjob? Whatever it was, it made things much easier. His own straining erection left him feeling fit to burst.
Hidan turned his head and captured Kakuzu's lips in a powerful kiss mixed with his own seed. Hey, he'd had plenty of people on their knees for him, he was used to the taste. But kissing Kakuzu was something straddling being born again, and something akin to what Hidan had always assumed returning from near death would feel like. It made him feverish, liquefied, and dying for more.
Kakuzu's mouth caressed his own, skillfully slipping their tongues together. Hidan wrapped his arms firmly around Kakuzu's neck, pulling them together and tilting his head to better suck face. Kakuzu's hands, so subtly Hidan didn't notice at first, slid down to his waist, holding him tenderly. Hidan smiled against Kakuzu's lips. He liked being treated like a princess. Since he hadn't bottomed in a long time, he'd forgot how good it felt to be tended to. There was a satisfaction as well in being able to bitch more, having a lover like Kakuzu who would nod and block him out.
While Hidan had been musing in the most philosophical way he was likely to ever muse, Kakuzu's hand had slunk over to grip his manhood resolutely. But as soon as Kakuzu's fingers made contact with his skin, he noticed. Giving a slight jump, Hidan instantly relaxed into Kakuzu's arms, holding Kakuzu tighter. Soon Hidan was hard again, and Kakuzu deemed fit to continue. He rolled over to straddle Hidan without breaking their kiss, hands holding Hidan's hips. Then eh broke away, but allowed his lips to hover near Hidan's. "Do you have anything for lube?" he asked. Hidan propped himself up, thinking. Girls didn't require lube, so where would Deidara have put something that Hidan would've never bothered to clean out? There was only one place.
"Check the left bedside table," he replied. Ino had used the right one, and so had Hidan when he had been with Deidara. In effect, the left bedside table was a little shrine to whatever shit Deidara had left behind. Kakuzu rolled over, a bit nervous considering he didn't use either nightstand, wondered briefly why it would be there if Hidan used the right one, but located the lube and banished such thoughts. He returned to Hidan, kissing him heatedly while flicking off the cap.
Hidan parted his legs, situating his hips in a helpful position. As Kakuzu bent, however, to begin prepping, butterflies fluttered in Hidan's stomach. He hadn't bottomed in a long, long time. Opening his mouth, Hidan thought to ask Kakuzu to be gentle, or prep a lot, but the words faded on his tongue. Kakuzu knew.
Kakuzu circled a single finger around Hidan's entrance, wondering how best to go about this. He hadn't had sex in, as Sasori put it, forever. He hoped he would be able to satisfy Hidan. Gently, he pushed his finger inside Hidan, waiting for a reaction. Hidan squirmed a bit, but gave no sign of pain. Kakuzu pushed his finger in and out, and once he was satisfied he added a second finger. Hidan got used to this one a lot faster, and Kakuzu began scissoring his fingers. Hidan began moaning and pushing up against the fingers, and Kakuzu added a third finger. Hidan always wore his heart on his sleeve, always letting others know exactly how they made him feel. For a moment, Kakuzu envied him. He didn't have any secrets, if his family was trash, he'd tell you so. If he was sick, he'd sneeze on you, tell you exactly how bad he was feeling, and then ask you for a tissue. But when Hidan let out a frustrated moan, Kakuzu was filled with a gratefulness that Hidan would be with him like this. He moved his fingers more roughly, spreading them in different directions. Hidan pushed his hips up, trying to get more of the sweet friction. After a few more thrusts, Kakuzu felt it was about time to give Hidan what he wanted.
He pulled his fingers out, and dipped them back into the lube bottle, and rubbed the lube quickly on his straining erection. Hidan propped himself up to watch, finding he was nervous with anticipation. Kakuzu looked up and noticed, crawling back over Hidan. They kissed sweetly. "Relax, all right?" Kakuzu said, caressing Hidan's cheek. Hidan nodded as Kakuzu positioned himself, wrapping his arms around his lover's tan neck. They kissed passionately a Kakuzu slid in in one single motion. Hidan's cry was strangled by Kakuzu's mouth, and he held his lover tighter, focusing on the kiss instead of the pain. He broke for air, panting and whimpering. "Do you want to stop?" Kakuzu offered. Hidan wrinkled his nose.
"Fuck no," he replied. "Just give me a sec." Kakuzu made no verbal reply, simply occupying himself with kissing Hidan's neck. Hidan's breathing eventually evened out, and he gave an experimental wiggle. Finding he had grown used to the feeling, he nipped at Kakuzu's ear. "Move your ass," he said firmly. And who was Kakuzu to deny him?
Kakuzu pulled back out slowly, sliding back in with all the gentleness he could muster. He resisted the urge to pound with reckless abandon into his lover, knowing full well that Hidan couldn't handle anything rough at this point. Maybe once they built up a healthy sex life things could get rough, but this was as good as a first time, slow and memorable. Hidan shuddered at the feeling of the first thrust, the pain still there. He was about to tell Kakuzu to take it gently, but they made eye contact, and the words once again were obliterated. Kakuzu knew. Kakuzu waited for Hidan to stop trembling before he tried another thrust. Hidan took this one better, wrapping his legs around Kakuzu's hips. Kakuzu began a soft, slow pace, watching for Hidan's reaction. A particularly angled thrust made Hidan spasm, moaning out in pleasure. He grabbed tighter to Kakuzu, arching their bodies together. "Please," he breathed. Kakuzu repeated the motion, this time with more force, and Hidan cried out, thrusting upwards with his hips. Kakuzu picked up the pace, scraping Hidan's prostate on every thrust.
Hidan moaned uncontrollably, clinging to Kakuzu. He never remembered bottoming to be this good. Every time their bodies came together in that most intimate of ways took his breath away, fireworks going off behind his eyes with every thrust, and just the feel of Kakuzu against him, partaking in this beautiful activity, just made him moan and writhe, holding Kakuzu harder. It just felt so good, so wonderful. He could feel himself approaching climax faster and faster, that edge of pure pleasure approaching more rapidly, just from getting his hands on Kakuzu. Ok, so it didn't have to be the best time, but damn, it was.
Kakuzu knew he couldn't last much longer, and knew it was the same for Hidan. He wrapped his hand around Hidan's warm erection and began pumping in time with his thrusts, determined to push Hidan over the edge. Hidan cried out, screwing his eyes shut in pure ecstasy, feebly thrusting into Kakuzu's hand. They were both so close, both so filled and ready to burst. Suddenly they both released, coming at the same time. Hidan shot his own seed on Kakuzu's stomach and chest, Kakuzu releasing his own deep within Hidan.
Kakuzu pulled out, sperm following in his wake. They both lay there, panting, trying to catch up with their racing hearts. Eventually, Hidan turned over, laying his head on Kakuzu's chest. To the sound of Kakuzu's steady heart, Hidan found sleep.
Hidan was standing at the foot of a mountain with a camera. He looked around, finding the rocky slope of the mountain slanted to a small meadow surrounded by woods. Completely confused, Hidan turned to find Kakuzu standing next to him. "Uh, where are we?" he asked. Kakuzu made no reply. Deciding he was dreaming, Hidan took a snapshot of the meadow, just in case someone wrote an article on it. "Any idea what we're supposed to be taking pictures of?" he asked. Kakuzu shook his head slowly, as if pulling back from some sort of trance.
"We're at the beginning," he said. Hidan blinked.
"Uh… what?" he asked. Kakuzu finally turned to him. Hidan took a step forward, and Kakuzu took a step backwards towards the mountain. "Dude, what is fucking going on?" Hidan cried, not liking the fact he wasn't in control of his dream. He took another step forward, and Kakuzu took another step back. Kakuzu sighed.
"I'll give you a chance, I guess," he said, and turned, heading up the mountain. Hidan sighed in exasperation, but followed. No matter how quickly he moved Kakuzu was still ahead of him. Leaping from rock to rock, Hidan tried his hardest to catch up, but Kakuzu's steady gait never ceased, and somehow the gap never lengthened nor shortened. Just when he thought he would never catch up, they reached the top of the mountain, where a dense forest grew. Kakuzu paused in a small clearing, and turned to Hidan. Hidan opened his mouth to say something, but Kakuzu's mouth was on his own. As soon as they made contact, everything was better. Hidan didn't care they were on a random mountain, or that Kakuzu was acting like a weird dream person. All that mattered was the fact they were touching. He dropped his camera and wrapped his arms around Kakuzu, and Kakuzu's arms were around him.
They made love on the mountain. Hidan didn't really care and, apparently, neither did Kakuzu. It was as wonderful as it had been back in… non-dream world. Hidan fell asleep afterwards against Kakuzu's chest, his lover's heartbeat lulling him into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Hidan awoke to find Kakuzu was gone. Groggy and confused, Hidan got up and slipped into his clothes. He saw a trail of footprints leading away from the clearing and into the forest. His breath hitched. It wasn't a single pair of footprints. As soon as they had found each other, here on this mountain, Kakuzu had to be taken away! Sighing angrily, Hidan set off in search of his lover.
The forest went on forever, and no time seemed to pass. He followed the footprints until an ominous sign appeared: a small area of shuffled sticks and broken twigs, in which two sets of footprints entered, and only one left. Hidan groaned and started off at a quicker pace.
Soon he came to the end of the forest, where the mountain curved off into the foothills. The foothills sloped gently into a plain. Straining his eyes, Hidan saw a figure making its way across the plain, dragging something that resembled a sled behind it. Suddenly feeling as if he had joined the fellowship, Hidan started after them. They were headed towards a ridge of knolls at the horizon, directly across the plain.
No matter how fast he ran, Hidan never caught up to the figure. Before he could even make out what it was exactly, it had disappeared over the knolls. Feeling desperate, hopeless, and scared shitless, Hidan ran even faster after the strange figure. He soon came to the knoll and began climbing, soon reaching the top and surveyed the new land.
It was a paradise. A grassy meadow surrounded by low hills greeted him, small waterfalls tumbling gently to lead to a lake towards the western end of the meadow. A small grove of trees grew around the lake, and everywhere there were flowers. A small knot of people stood in the center of the meadow, seemingly standing in pairs around something- or someone- lying on the ground. Fear gripping his heart, Hidan raced down the hill and to the group of people. His worst fears were confirmed. Kakuzu lay unmoving in the center of that beautiful meadow.
"Kakuzu?" Hidan tried, a thin, insane smile tugging at his lips. It couldn't be true. "Come on, Kuzu-chan." He purposely used the nickname Kakuzu loathed, desperate to get a response from his lover. Anger would be better than this. Realisation slowly gripped his mind, and Hidan fell to his knees next to the body. He pressed his ear to Kakuzu's chest, and was greeted by nothing. The heart he had fallen asleep to was stone dead. In an overwhelming wave of grief, Hidan turned his face to the skies and howled his woe to the cloudless blue idyll above. Tears were pouring down his face, and he hadn't even noticed when they started. Slowly, he looked around at the couples of people.
He instantly recognized them. One pair was Deidara and Sasori, another was Itachi and Kisame. Konan stood with someone who was blurred, but by the yellow atop their head, Hidan knew it was Temari. Likewise, Zetsu stood next to a larger figure Hidan couldn't quite make out. And here he was, with a corpse. He threw himself upon Kakuzu's chest, Hidan moaned in lamentation. He gripped Kakuzu's dead, cold, lifeless body. They had only just found each other. It wasn't fair, it just wasn't fair! Everyone else was standing around, infatuated with love, and all he had was the deceased body of his lover.
You only get one….
Hidan awoke in a cold sweat, shooting straight up. It had been so real! The body had been there… Hidan shook his head, rubbing his eyes and looking around. Light streamed through the window, falling self-righteously across his legs, which were naked under the covers. His breathing calmed slightly. He looked to his left, and was slightly shocked when he didn't find Kakuzu. Glancing out the window, Hidan decided it was late enough in the morning for Kakuzu to have gotten bored and gotten out of bed. After leaping out of bed and quickly locating his boxers, Hidan made his way from the bedroom. He walked down the small hall, and saw Kakuzu in the kitchen, standing in front of the counter. Smiling, Hidan was about to walk over to his lover, when he noticed something strange. Kakuzu was holding a little orange pill bottle. Kakuzu set the bottle down, his back still to Hidan.
"I thought you'd still be asleep, Hidan," he said.
"What are those for, Kakuzu?" Hidan asked softly, not wanting to stumble upon anything that would've been better left under its rock. Kakuzu was silent for a long moment.
"Have you told Hidan?"
Kakuzu gripped the edge of the counter.
"I'll tell him when it doesn't matter anymore or...when it's too late."
"Kuzu?" Hidan had crept up on him, standing almost directly behind the black haired photographer.
"It's for my heart," Kakuzu said slowly, his voice a monotone. "I need a heart transplant. Soon." Hidan's own heart leapt to his throat. What? Kakuzu was dying? It wasn't fair! They had just found each other!
Gently, Hidan wrapped his arms around Kakuzu's torso, pressing his face to his lover's back. The heart he had fallen asleep to just last night was dying. His Kakuzu was dying. On the inside, a bit of him was dying as well. He didn't let go of Kakuzu. He knew he would loose him if he did.