SY: And now I must pick on Hidan. I MUST. So... Here's the disclaimer.
Hidan: Sunayoko does not now, nor will she ever, fu---(ZZZZT!)---ing own anything in Naruto or anyone from Naruto. She does not own Evanescence or this song. She doesn't even own the CD this song is on.
SY: Awright... that's a little too much info... Nyeh. That's why I tortured you soooooo much in this chapter!
Chapter Name: Tourniquet
Rating: T ..... Warning: Blood and suicidal thoughts.
Characters: Hidan, Jashin
Pairings: None
Tourniquet
I tried to kill the pain
but only brought more
so much more
I lay dying
and I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
am I too lost to be saved
am I too lost?
Hidan could hardly feel anything. He'd given himself up as a sacrifice to protect his village. He was now being held up by two-foot long metal spikes stuck through his arms and shoulders.
The fourteen-year-old clenched his teeth to block out the intense agony. The hooded man approached him again.
"Are you ready?" the man asked, another spike held poised over Hidan's chest. The boy nodded.
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
His screams echoed over the village. Everyone paused what they were doing and looked in the direction of the shrine. The screams cut off in a gurgling sob.
Hidan bent his head down, looking at the steel spike embedded in his chest, not two centimeters below his heart. He was horrified. Hidan knew he should die any second, but death seemed to far away.
do you remember me
lost for so long
will you be on the other side
or will you forget me
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
am I too lost to be saved
am I too lost?
He closed his eyes and concentrated on one thought. The memory of his sister helped block out his agony. He wasn't dying, and he knew it. He wasn't going to die. He would never see his sister again.
She'd been the one who'd practically raised him. She'd protected him and died doing it, and the villagers had just watched. For what? For nothing.
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
He had already established the fact that he wasn't dying. But the pain made him wish he was.
Something unexpected happened. A creature rose up from the pool of his blood on the stone floor. It killed them. It killed everyone.
"Jashin." Hidan realized with a look of amazed horror on his face. The creature, Jashin, looked at him. White hot anguish seeped through every fiber of the boy's being. He screamed again.
I want to die!!!
"Kill me, Jashin-sama! Kill me like you did the others! Kill me!" He yelled, still more agony flooding him. Jashin smiled and shook his head. He vanished in a splash of blood.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Hidan screamed.
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
The spikes dissolved in rivulets of blood. Hidan fell from the wall onto his knees. He looked at his hands. His skin was now the color of blood, the very substance that leaked from his own body. However, his bones were traced over in white. Hidan spied the man with the hood. He still had a few spikes on the ground around him.
The boy picked up one of the stakes and walked out into the village. It was their fault.
my wounds cry for the grave
my soul cries for deliverance
will I be denied
tourniquet
my suicide
Blood was on his hands. He could never go back to the emptiness he had once called home. He collapsed after his massacre on the ground in front of the gate. He lifted the spike to the skin just above the wound already made on his chest. He plunged it through himself.
Instead of agony this time, he felt ecstasy.