Chapter 33: PoGonYuTo - The combination of Pokemon, DragonBall Z, Yugioh, and Naruto(another weird ass long title)
"You can't be!" Suigetsu squeaked, his voice jerking up a few notches higher than normal. "Why the fuck would you joke about something like that?!"
Kisame struggled to keep his voice steady as he replied,
"I'm not joking. I am your father. I had a test done on our DNA... It was a match."
Suigetsu just shook his head. His shoulders, which Kisame was still gripping tightly, were shaking and seemed smaller and more vulnerable.
"You can't be! You fucking can't!"
"It makes sense, Suigetsu."
"No!" Suigetsu yelled, his scream reverberating off the tiles of the shower. "You can't be my dad because I feel- I feel-"
Kisame felt his heart wrench. He knew what Suigetsu was going to say next. He kept silent and let the boy continue,
"...I see you and I think of that time you... You know! And I get... like little butterflies- but HOT! So hot... and If- if you were my dad I couldn't... I wouldn't feel like that..."
Kisame couldn't take much more. Suigetsu looked so young, so innocent when he said those words. It was enough to break anyones heart, especially a fathers.
"It was a mistake, Suigetsu. It was a terrible mistake and it was all my fault. You can blame me. I don't care if you hate me for the rest of your life, I just thought you should know the truth. I am your father."
Kisame should have left then. He had said what he needed to say. There was nothing more he could do. Suigetsu needed to handle his own feelings himself. On the other hand, Kisame couldn't help but feel as if it wasn't quite over. Suigetsu wouldn't look up. His arms hung limply at his sides until finally he got up the strength to murmur,
"What if I don't care?"
Kisame was taken aback. He stared down at Suigetsu with widening eyes, not believing his own ears. Suddenly Suigetsu looked up with a grin.
"Just kidding!" He shook his shoulders and Kisame's arms fell from him. His rows of pointed teeth showed as he said, "I don't really know how to react to something like this! It's not like it happens all the time. I um... I guess we'll just move on. Pretend it didn't happen."
It took Kisame a moment but then he just nodded weakly. Suigetsu tried to chuckle but it came out as a disfigured grimace and depressed laugh. He began walking away from Kisame, towards the door.
He fainted halfway to the exit.
Kakuzu rolled over and inwardly cursed himself for being such a light sleeper. He remembered back to when he and the first Yamada were in therapy and had discussed his lack of sleep. It took about 4 hours for Kakuzu to finally admit the reason he had a hard time staying asleep was because he was paranoid someone would come and steal his money while he was resting. Unfortunately, that was one bad habit therapy had not cured.
Kakuzu sat up and reached next to him for a glass of water. His hand stopped dead just inches from the glass.
A bright light was pouring into the room from the hallway.
The door had been left open.
Kakuzu stayed frozen as he debated what to do.
Just go and close it. Go back to sleep. He told himself. He nodded and stood gently. He walked with the more careful steps and didn't want to breath for fear of misplacing his good intentions. He stepped up to the door, held the knob in his hand, and pushed ever so lightly. It squeaked and he stared at it with disdain.
No, He said to himself. I haven't been making Yamada lock me in here for nothing. I can't just leave the one time he forgot. Just close the door.
He pushed it a few more inches and it squeaked louder. He closed his eyes and felt annoyance bubble in his stomach. When he opened his eyes he saw the hallway just outside the door. The sight that met him made his stomach do flips. There was the place Hidan always sat with Mei, waiting for someone to open the door so he could yell. Kakuzu always tried not to look whenever the door opened but he couldn't stop himself. Hidan always looked so angry, and somehow so adorable when he screamed for those few treasured seconds when they could see each other.
Kakuzu shook his head and pushed the door again, only to stop and fling it open when he saw something else sitting in the same spot Hidan always did. He forgot about not leaving the room the second he saw it. He stepped into the hallway and bent down to the floor. He slowly picked up Mei's blanket. He had made it for her before she was even born. It was pink, but not the dull pink like the normal baby girl pink, It was a neon pink, the color of Hidan's eyes. On one corner it had a money symbol and on the other the Jashin symbol. The Jashin symbol was very messily done because Hidan had tried to sew it himself just after Kakuzu taught him how.
He held the fuchsia clothe in his hand and stood up, glancing both ways down the halls, making sure they were empty. It was very late, and they were completely deserted.
He took a step towards his and Hidan's room then stopped. He waited. He waited for some inner voice, his conscience perhaps, to tell him it was a bad idea. To warn him to go back into the room. To put the blanket down and save himself a lot of grief. No voice came. Kakuzu figured that either there was no need to be worried or he just didn't have a conscience to begin with(he leaned towards the latter). Either way, he continued walking down the hallway in silence, clutching the blanket to his chest tightly.
He only stopped again before opening the door to his room, where he knew Hidan and Mei would be sleeping. He took a deep breath and opened the door. This door did not squeak. It opened smoothly and silently, as if welcoming him inside. He stepped past the threshold and straight to his bed, where Hidan lay, curled in a ball, the covers down to his ankles. Kakuzu felt his hearts beat faster just looking at Hidan. His pale hair was a mess on the sheets. The pillow, Kakuzu noticed, had fallen to the floor and had been left there.
Kakuzu felt a pained expression come across his face. His hand automatically went down to Hidan's brow and shifted some of his loose hairs out of the mans face. Hidan's breathing didn't falter. Kakuzu very much wanted to kiss him, the urge was like nothing he'd felt in a long time. That is, until Hidan turned to lay on his back, exposing his pale chest to the dim light from the hallway.
Kakuzu's breath caught in his throat. There is was. So easy it would be, just to take it. Then he would have it forever, Hidan's heart. He felt as if he could live with just that for eternity. He flexed his fingers and began breathing in short rasps. The tips of his fingers brushed Hidan's chest and then Kakuzu flinched as he heard Mei begin to mumble in her sleep. He jerked his hand away from Hidan and moved over to her crib. As he his breathing went back to normal he remembered again why he was doing it. Why he was keeping himself locked in that god-forsaken therapy room. It was for Hidan and Mei. He loved them and he wouldn't hurt them. He also remembered that Mei had been the one to shake him out of his trance the first time. He picked her up and she lay sleeping in his arms as he whispered his thanks quietly to her.
He saw how much bigger she had gotten. Her hair had grown longer and the shape of her face had changed. He noticed how dark her eyelashes were in comparison to her moon-colored hair. When he placed her back in crib he watched as she grabbed a hold of her blanket possessively, and curled into a ball very similar to the one Hidan made.
Kakuzu walked back to the therapy room, shut the door, and lay down. That one little visit was all he needed. He could control himself now. He would stay in the therapy room until his problem was solved. Only then would he go back to his family.
In the morning when Hidan looked into Mei's crib and saw her blanket resting in her small arms he scowled and muttered,
"Hm... I must have just dreamt that I left it..."
It is exceptionally odd, thought Kisame one day, How quickly time seems to pass when one is avoiding someone.
He was correct. Time had passed not just quickly, but at the same time slowly. Each second was like the ticking leading up to the moment when you would have to face it, yet when that moment never came, the time just went on. And on, and on, and on...
"I can't believe she's nearly ten months old!" Konan exclaimed as Mei crawled around on the floor, trying to find something to climb up on. She paddled over to Karin and stared up at the spectacled girl until she gave in and picked her up.
"Almost all her teeth have come in." Hidan said unenthusiastically. He was often unenthusiastic.
"Ow!" Karin yelped not a second later. She stared down at her chest and poked at a bite mark muttering,
"Yeah and they're sharp! You sure she's not Kisame's kid?" She added jokingly.
Suigetsu, who was sitting near them made a face, opened his mouth and poked the sharp edge of one of his teeth, then grimaced. No one noticed him do this but they did notice when he stood and began walking away. Sasuke stood and followed him, Juugo instantly doing the same.
"You don't look so good. In fact, you look green, like you're going to throw up."
"I'm fine! Damn, you don't have to be so paranoid." Suigetsu tried to placate as if he was not about to throw up, which had been his intention if they had not followed.
"If you're sick you should go to the infirmary." Sasuke stated smartly.
"If I get sick, i'll be sure to do that!" Suigetsu spat back.
"You're never going to get Samehada if you keep avoiding Kisame. That is what you wanted, isn't it? The reason you agreed to come with me?" Sasuke's eyes narrowed and Juugo felt a tense aura permeate the air as suddenly as if it just blew in the window.
Suigetsu felt the bile form in his throat.
"I'll get the stupid Samehada! Just... I need some time. To- to think about stuff."
Sasuke rolled his eyes. "So he raped you. Get over it. If I knew you were this much of a wimp I wouldn't have asked you to come along anyway."
In an instant Suigetsu was on top of Sasuke, Juugo trying to pull them apart. When Suigetsu's attacks became fiercer and Juugo was lost in a tangle of blows he called for help. The closest person just happened to be Kisame. He saw the whole thing go down. He heard it too. He couldn't bring himself to feel insulted. He deserved it. He had raped Suigetsu. He was the reason Suigetsu was angry and sick and depressed. The least he could do was assist in breaking up the fight he basically caused.
He grabbed the back of Suigetsu's jumpsuit, and his hand brushed the back of the boys neck. Suigetsu instantly stopped fighting and shivered. He knew Kisame's skin. It had a unique feel. He turned to look up at Kisame whose face was blank as he said,
"Don't get into fights."
Then dropped Suigetsu on the floor and walked away as Karin rushed over to tend to Sasuke's bleeding lip. Suigetsu rushed to his cell, fell onto his bed, and curled into a ball.
He wouldn't cry though. Demons don't cry. And he was a demon, if nothing else.
Eh.... This chapter didn't really resolve anything did it? Ha, ha, ha! Nope!
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