Chapter Five

When Kakuzu returned to his room that night, all was dark and silent. Usually when Kakuzu came back from a late-night mission, Hidan would be up waiting for him, sometimes pleasuring himself to bide the time. But Kakuzu knew that this wouldn't happen tonight; Hidan was acting far too strangely lately to do something routine.

That's why he wasn't surprised to find Hidan already asleep. Closing the door gently behind him, Kakuzu took a moment just to watch him sleep, something he wouldn't usually get a chance to do. The Jashinist was curled up on the bed, knees tucked near his chest and eyes closed – a peaceful look on his face for once. His hair was slightly damp with sweat and his face was tinted pink, due to the heat of the night. Oh, and he was only wearing a pair of tight, all-bearing underwear.

Kakuzu had to put a clenched fist to his mouth, to restrain himself from making some sort of feral noise – the sight was just so... intimate; he was the only person who was able to witness a sight like this, and it was very satisfying to know that. Very satisfying indeed.

Kakuzu felt his pants slowly tighten in excitement. He wanted so badly to take him then and there, regardless of whether the Jashinist was awake or not, and he would have done so on any other day. But no, Kakuzu had made a decision to treat Hidan better, and he was not the sort of man to go back on his word (alright, maybe he did go back on his word sometimes, but not this time). And so, swallowing down his animalistic instincts, Kakuzu walked carefully across the room and lay down on the bed beside Hidan, draping an arm around him, almost like a lover would.

Almost, because he and Hidan weren't lovers – of course they weren't. They were mere companions... who, admittedly, had sex on a more-than-regular basis. But today, Kakuzu told himself, he needed to act like a lover so that Hidan would get over whatever stage he was going through and Kakuzu would be able to fulfil his desires. Which, of course, were fuelled purely by his raging hormones – yes, his 90 year old raging hormones – and not by a certain somewhere deep inside his chest...

This was exactly the kind of thought process that Kakuzu went through every day. For some reason he felt the need to constantly reassure himself that his continuous lust for Hidan was just his hormones talking; that his intense cravings to kill Hidan, to break him, to tear him apart were caused by of his short temper and not some sort of sick possessiveness he held over the Jashinist; that the heart-wrenching feeling he got every time Hidan uttered his name was due to his old age, and not, definitely not because he was in love with him.

"I'm back," Kakuzu said softly. He noticed however that Hidan did not wake up, and realised bitterly that he would not be getting any tonight. He sighed, rolled over onto his back and closed his eyes, and tried to go to sleep.

"Ohhh Kuzu-chan..."

Kakuzu stiffened, in more ways than one. Was Hidan having a dirty dream about him..? He snapped his head back towards Hidan, and sure enough, the Jashinist was thrashing around in his sleep with possibly the most erotic face Kakuzu had ever seen.

"...Kakuzu! Just fucking take me... Fuck me as hard as you can, I dare you... Ah, right there! Yes... Again Kuzu-chan! Fucking do it again... Aaaah~!"

Kakuzu's breath hitched, and his hearts began pounding like crazy in excitement. This was too good to be true; it would be so easy to turn Hidan's dream into reality. All he had to do was-

Stop. Control yourself. He is asleep; you are not going to rape him. Ignore it. Just turn around and go back to sleep.

Kakuzu rolled over, his back facing Hidan. He screwed his eyes shut, trying not to think about how much he wanted to take Hidan right now, how much he wanted to squeeze that firm ass, how much he wanted to feel those tight walls clench against his cock, how much he wanted to fuck him into the ground without mercy-

Kakuzu's thoughts were abruptly interrupted by something warm rubbing against his leg.

...Oh. Oh God no. Please tell me Hidan is not humping my leg right now. Now this is just plain torture.

Kakuzu grimaced, breathing labouredly through gritted teeth as he tried his absolute best not to lose it. Unfortunately this was made more and more difficult by every slow but sure grind of Hidan's crotch against his thigh. Not surprisingly, Kakuzu was now sporting his own, very stiff erection.

Shit. I'm not going to be able to control myself much longer... No. I am in control. I am in control. I am in contr-

Only a split second later, Kakuzu found himself on top of Hidan, one hand gripping Hidan's wrists against the pillow, the other tearing blindly at Hidan's boxers, trying desperately to get them down.

"God, Hidan, I need you so much, you turn me on so much... you have no idea how much I want to be inside you right now - I was thinking about you during my entire mission... Fuck, you look so beautiful..." muttered Kakuzu, more or less to himself.

He knew at the back of his mind that Hidan had woken up and was now struggling beneath him, cursing and yelling as soon as he worked out what was going on, but it didn't register in his possessive brain to stop. Instead, grey tentacles spurted out of his body and wrapped tightly around the protesting mouth and the struggling limbs.

Kakuzu then bit down on Hidan's neck, drawing blood, causing the Jashinist to thrash and scream into the bondage. Kakuzu almost whimpered at the sadistic imagery – nothing turned him on more than seeing Hidan respond so intensely to the pain that he inflicted on him. He continued making painful love bites down his partner's body, while at the same time grinding his erection against Hidan's stomach, grunting with every thrust at the pressure on his crotch. All previous thoughts of restraint had flown out the window, and now there was only one thing on his mind.

There was no need for preparation – Hidan had been on the receiving end several times a day, every day for the past few years. And besides, they both liked it rough and dry. There was no need for permission either – for Kakuzu, it was just a waste of time. He grasped Hidan's asscheeks with his hands and pushed them apart, lining himself up against the hole. Then he pushed in roughly, letting out an equally rough moan... but barely had enough time to feel any pleasure. For to his horror, the man beneath him immediately stopped writhing and seemed to melt into some kind of soft substance... a clay-like substance.

It took only a moment for Kakuzu snap out of his sex-crazed frenzy and work out what had happened. And when he did, the horror on his face changed to complete and utter fury.

"HIDAAAAAAN!"

"That's my queue!" Hidan grinned as he sprang up from his seat on the floor of Sasori and Deidara's bedroom. "Thanks for letting me use the clay, Dei!"

"That's ok, Hidan..." sighed Deidara. I don't even know what you used it for, but by the sound of things I'd rather not know, un.

"Just hurry up and get out." Sasori was peeved; Hidan had been sitting in their room with his ear to the wall that connected to his and Kakuzu's room for the last hour or so, and there was no way Sasori would do anything with Deidara while Hidan was there. That pervert would probably try to join in and make it a threesome..!

"Hey is it my fault you're too frigid to fuck in public? You seriously need to loosen up, puppet-boy!" Hidan cackled, but nonetheless walked out of the room, much to Sasori's relief.

Hidan cockily strolled over to his room and stopped in the doorway. Kakuzu was sitting on the end of their bed, shaking in rage. His head immediately snapped up in Hidan's direction, skin turned dark and eyes blazing. Yes, this was the sort of anger that had caused him to kill of his previous partners.

"There you are, you conniving bitch." Kakuzu was absolutely seething. "Well? Are you just going to stand there or are you going to get over here, get down on the floor where you belong, and accept your punishment for being disobedient to your master? Huh?"

"No."

"What the fuck did you just say to me?" Kakuzu half whispered.

"I said no fucking way, you deaf old geezer! Not until I get what I want!"

"Hidan," gritted Kakuzu slowly, trying to keep himself from exploding in anger. "I am going to give you five seconds, and after that five seconds you'd better be down on all fours in front of me with your naked ass in my direction, or else I'm going to-"

"Doggy-style?" spat Hidan, now pissed off at Kakuzu's stubbornness. "You don't fucking get it, do you Kuzu-chan? I'm not having sex with you unless you let me top."

"Listen Hidan," growled Kakuzu. "I'm asking you one last time-"

"NO! How many fucking times do I have to say it? I. SAID. NO!"

Kakuzu stood up and roared, like King Kong breaking out of his cage. His tentacles whipped out in Hidan's direction, moving towards the doorway at top speed. They were just about to reach their target, when-

SLAM!

-the closed door blocked their path, causing them to thump loudly against the wood.

"HIDAAAAAAN!" bellowed Kakuzu in intense rage.

Hidan had escaped again.

A/N:

Hello, Butters here.

We are now sitting at around the halfway mark now, and so I would just like to take this oppurtunity thank all the reviewers for this story. I very much appreciate your support.

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