Chapter 11: Anything But Ordinary
"KAKUZUUUUU!" Hidan yells as he slides around a corner into the Seme hallway. He passes a surprised looking Kisame who asks,
"What's up?"
Hidan yells back over his shoulder, "I'm gonna kill 'im!"
Hidan is running fast as he can down the hall. He keeps sliding because he ran out of his room in such an angry rush he forgot to put shoes on. His slippery socks were making him crash against the walls as he tries to make his way to Kakuzu's cell.
He finally crashes into Kisame, Zetzu, Sasori and Kakuzu's cell, waking a snoozing Zetzu and surprising Kakuzu who was in the middle of checking his stocks on the mini computer he snuck past the officers. When Hidan slams into the room though, he looks up questioningly. Hidan glares at him, points to his chest, and yells,
"What the fuck is this!?"
Kakuzu looks to where Hidan in indicating on his chest then smiles. Hidan's glare darkens.
"Well!?"
Zetzu gets up sleepily and mumbles, "Ok... we're out of here." before stumbling out of the room drowsily. Both Hidan and Kakuzu ignore him as they stare at each other.
"So you like it then?" Kakuzu asks.
Hidan blanches. "In what twisted, fucked up, hell would I like to have someone burn a symbol into my skin!?"
Kakuzu shrugs. "I never said you had to like it."
"I don't!"
"Fine." Kakuzu goes back to checking his stocks. "You can go now."
Hidan is silent for a few moments then he shouts, "What!?"
Kakuzu looks up reluctantly. "Hm?"
"Wh- but- you- you have to do something about this shit!"
"Why?" Kakuzu asks incredulously. "I made it so it would never go away stupid."
"Why would you do that you dick face!?" Hidan screams.
Kakuzu's eyes glint in a dangerous way and he jumps down from the top bunk, landing smoothly next to Hidan. He then leans over the surprised jashinist, pinning him between his body and the lower bed, saying pointedly,
"Simple." He places a rough kiss on Hidan's lips that send a shock through his prepared body. "I needed to mark you to let everyone else know that you belong to me."
Hidan is dazed from the kiss. It takes him a few moments before he registers what Kakuzu said. When he does he snarls,
"I DO NOT fucking belong to a retard like you!"
"Oh?" Kakuzu says. "Who do you belong to then?"
Hidan goes red as Kakuzu's teasing makes him flustered and angry. Before he can think of a good comeback Kakuzu starts tracing the outline of the burn with a calloused finger.
"If it makes a difference," He mutters, "I do feel bad about having to scar this perfect marble skin. Such a waste..." he then leans down and kisses the heart lightly. Hidan shivers involuntarily. He pushes against Kakuzu, gasping,
"Wh-what do you think your doing!?"
Kakuzu moves his hand down slowly while saying in a mocking tone, "What? Did you really think sex was simply saved for the black room, the red room and the showers? That's why you're an idiot, Hidan."
He traces Hidan's toned abs as he moves his hand toward the already low hanging zipper, preparing to pull it all the way down. Once he does this Hidan is turned on and in the palm of his hand. Hidan feels the pressure building in his pants and groans. He lifts his hips up to try and relieve the pressure. Kakuzu rubs his pelvis against Hidan making the younger grip the back of his jumpsuit tightly. Then, he starts taking it off, making Kakuzu look down at him with surprised eyes. Hidan smirks and presses his pink lips on top of Kakuzu's mouth, through his mask. Hidan nibbles the fabric a little bit until Kakuzu wants more and reaches up to pull the mask down himself, having locked Hidan's arms over his head moment's before so he could get a better reach at his chest.
Hidan can feel the scars whenever Kakuzu kisses his skin. They tickle a little but also have a sharp edge that make them very unique and, in Hidan's opinion, perfect. When Kakuzu opens his mouth and slides his tongue over Hidan sensitive nipple Hidan jumps at the warm, scratchy feeling.
"Do- do you have stitches on your tongue too?" he asks in a husky voice.
"You just noticed?" Kakuzu asks. Then before giving Hidan a chance to answer he bites down on a nipple and makes Hidan scream and forget about everything he was thinking about before.
Kakuzu plays with Hidan's pert nubs a little bit more before lightly brushing his tongue over the fresh scar he himself had made only a day before. Hidan gasps at the surprise sensitivity he notices that the scar possesses. When Kakuzu hears his gasps he remembers that scars are usually overly sensitive and begins teasing it more and more with his tongue. Hidan whimpers as his shaft gets steadily harder under the skillful and textured organ.
Suddenly Kakuzu thinks of something and stops to ask, "Aren't you sore?"
Hidan meets his gaze and cringes. "A course I'm fucking sore! You beat the shit outta me yesterday!"
"Oh..." Kakuzu mutters, then gets off of Hidan slowly, looking thoughtful. Hidan stares at him, not understanding what he's doing.
"That doesn't mean I want you to stop dumb ass!" He yells while sitting up suddenly. He ignores his erection and whispers in Kakuzu's ear, "I like it rough..."
In an instant, Kakuzu grabs Hidan around the middle and flips him onto his chest. He rips down the jumpsuit, exposing smooth, round cheeks that dip into a light pink hole. Kakuzu licks his lips as he pulls down his jumpsuit as well. He'd never felt this way before. He'd never wanted someone as much as he wanted Hidan. It almost felt like they were meant to be together. Meant to fuck each others brains out repeatedly at least.
Kakuzu hisses when the cool air hits his blistering hot manhood. He smirks and starts dry humping Hidan ass, letting his member rub against Hidan's. The pale haired man arches his back and grips the sheets on his fists. Kakuzu reaches around and grabs his shaft. He pumps it a few times before saying gruffly,
"So you like it rough, huh?"
"S-stop teasing dammit!" Hidan cries back.
Kakuzu smirks as he slams into Hidan swiftly, without any preparation. Hidan gets jerked forward. He catches himself by using one hand to hold onto the bar bedpost.
"Aaaaah!!!" He screams. He doesn't even realize Kakuzu only got the tip in. Kakuzu groans and says,
"It's so hot inside you Hidan." he pushes in further, "It makes me want to go deeper in side you. It's drawing me it."
"Ka- Kakuzu!" Hidan gasps when the seme in question hits his prostate casually.
"Here?" Kakuzu asks before aiming for the same place.
"YES!" Hidan shrieks.
Kakuzu can barely move with the way Hidan is clamping onto him. "Relax." he commands before thrusting again. Hidan tries to do as he's told but finds it hard to concentrate on anything when there is a rock hard cock, balls deep in your ass.
Kakuzu reaches forward slowly during thrusting and holds Hidan face in one hand. Hidan's mouth seeks out his fingers and Kakuzu sweeps them across his lips. Hidan slippery tongue pokes out to try and find them again. Soon he is sucking and biting on them to stop from screaming too loudly. Kakuzu places his other hand on top of Hidan's that was using the pole for support. He gips it tightly as if he will never let it go.
His breathing is in time with his thrusts but Hidan's is everywhere. His thrusting is impatient and unrhythmic while Kakuzu's is purposefully to make him last longer.
Hidan's rod is straining against his stomach and becoming tighter every time Kakuzu lands a blow at his sweet spot. His eyes are closed but behind them he can see stars from the impending orgasm that is sure to come. He is glad there is no restraint this time. He doesn't think he would be able to take it.
Kakuzu suddenly speeds up his thrusting and finally Hidan comes to a point where he cannot hold it in for any longer. He comes on his chest and on the bottom bunk's sheets. He almost collapses but Kakuzu's hand around his tightens and tells him Kakuzu isn't done yet. He waits very impatiently as Kakuzu finishes and comes inside him, groaning as he releases his seed. Once he is finished, he pull out of Hidan then promptly pulls Hidan on top of him so the jashinist can rest his head on Kakuzu's scarred chest. Hidan can hear what almost sounds like 5 rapid heartbeats in his partner's chest. He just assumes it's because of the awesome sex they just had.
After a minutes Kakuzu runs his fingers over the burn on Hidan's chest again. He kisses the top of Hidan's head before asking quietly,
"See, it's not so bad belonging to me now is it?"
Hidan snorts, feigning humor as Kakuzu's smirk widens across his stitched face. They are both jerked roughly out of their dreamy stupor when they hear a groan at the cell door. They turn to see Kisame looking frustrated and unbelieving as he says,
"Did you guys have to do it on my bunk!?"
Hidan and Kakuzu laugh but Hidan still gets up and put his jumpsuit back on. As he walks out the door he sighs and stretches saying, "Now that was refreshing!" in a cheerful tone.
Kakuzu watches him leave then shakes his head. "Never would have guessed he was a virgin when he got here. He's almost turned into a nymphomaniac."
"Well woop-di-do for you!" Kisame spits as he grabs his sheets nervously and tosses them at a guard to wash.
"What?" Kakuzu asks. "Is Itachi not putting out?"
Kisame sighs. "He's all depressed these days... not to mention his sight isn't getting better. He won't tell me anything except that Orochimaru is after his little brother..."
"Sorry buddy." Kakuzu says. "Hey, maybe you should get a new fuck-buddy, huh?"
Kisame waves a hand at him. "Naw, too much hassle." The lie sounds convincing but Kisame doesn't seem to meet Kakuzu's gaze as he says it. Kakuzu smirks, wondering when his friend will admit to being in love with the emotionless Uchiha. __________________________________________________
Hidan walks into the common room and over to the table that everyone seems to know belongs to 'Akatsuki'. There, he finds Deidara filing his nails alone. When he notices Hidan sit down he smirks and says, "Someone smells like sex, un."
"Shut up." Hidan teases back. He watches Deidara do his nails, for lack of anything better to do, until he notices something.
"What's with the weird tattoo's?" he asks, pointing to Deidara's hands. Deidara looks up then sees where Hidan is pointing, on each of his hands is a tattoo of a mouth with a tongue hanging out as if it wants to devour something, and shrugs.
"They're symbolic, yeah."
"Of what?" Hidan asks rudely.
"Art of course, un." Deidara explains. "I got them when I was ten, along with this..." he pulls back his blonde bangs to reveal that one of his eyes is covered in something that looks like a metal scope of some kind.
"How the hell did that happen?" Hidan asks, surprised he hadn't noticed the machinery before.
Deidara's eye glows as he answers, "Art is a bang, yeah!"
Sasori suddenly appears next to Deidara looking blank as usual but with a barely noticeable scowl on his ageless face,
"He means that he blew up his eye during one of his little 'explosions', and if you mean art is a bang way to get yourself blown up, then yeah, it is a bang. If you can even call that art..."
Deidara rolls his eyes and glares. "Just because your art is all boring and old doesn't mean all art has be that way un."
"You're lucky your cute." Sasori says before sliding a hand through Deidara's bright locks and kissing him lightly. Deidara smiles and goes back to buffing his nails quietly.
Hidan looks around and remembers the argument he had with Kakuzu the day before about money. He had to admit it wouldn't suck to have some cash. Though, he wasn't going to go overboard with it like Kakuzu does. Aaaaand he was pretty sure there was something in Jashinism about not having to many worldly possessions, though he couldn't remember the rule exactly.
"I need a job." he muses out loud to himself. Deidara and Sasori look at him.
"What are you good at un?"
"Um... praying?" Hidan says as it is the first thing that comes to mind.
Sasori and Deidara exchange a glance. "Anything else?" Sasori asks patiently.
Hidan looks around the room and the table and his eyes find the little bottles of black and purple nail polish Deidara was about to use.
"What about that?" he asks excitedly.
Deidara raises and eyebrow. "You think people will pay you to paint their nails? Are you even any good at it un?"
"I dunno." Hidan shrugs. "Can I try?"
"Um... sure." Deidara says and he passes Hidan the bottle of purple. Hidan opens it slowly then stares at Deidara's hand resting on the table. He puts his tongue between his teeth as he picks up the brush and slides it gracefully across the thumb nail. He does this two more times until the nail is completely covered. He then goes onto the next one and the next one until they are all finished. Deidara picks up his hand and stares at it. A smile spreads across his face.
"I think you might just have a future in doing nails, un!"
Hidan smiles. It wasn't a very manly job but apparently he was good at it. He would take it. Besides, he only wanted it to earn some money to get some alcohol anyways...
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Yamada hadn't gotten out of his chair in 8 hours. He was sitting in front of the editing equipment, pouring over everything that he had recorded when Kakuzu took Hidan to the black room. His eyes lit up even more when the live stream flashed on a picture of Hidan and Kakuzu going at it again in Kakuzu's cell. He couldn't believe he had managed to get the two together. They were a gold mine!
Not just that, Yamada thinks as he zooms in on Hidan's blissed out face, He just might be the one...
He laughs giddily to himself just at the thought. He must call Orochimaru soon to ask him if it was ready for a real test. Because Yamada was ready for real results.
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I laugh at myself for staying up ALL NIGHT(no seriously, it's 8:27am and I haven't been to sleep yet) and writing this chapter. You can't deny inspiration I suppose... XD
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