Warnings: Same as before. still bloody and Hidan still has a beautiful mouth :D
Disclaimers: I still don't own. just the plot. and the fish sticks...mmmmm fish sticks...
A/N: this is the second chapter.

"Bah humbug."- still talking
'mer mer mer mer' -still thinking

Enjoy Chapter 2! :D

KAKUZU**

"I'M GOING TO KILL THAT LITTLE BRAT!"

Kakuzu sighed. Again. This had just happened Friday. "Pein, when the hell are you going to learn not to buy that kid fish sticks anymore?" Pein just stood there and watched the scene play out with the same bored expression as Kakuzu.

Kisame was trying to grab Tobi, who was on the ground two feet from Kakuzu, laughing his ass off. Itachi was pushing against Kisame's chest, trying to calm him down, no doubt. Deidara and Sasori each had an arm and were pulling it backwards while Zetsu was pulling around his waist. Why they thought they needed that much force was unclear to Kakuzu. Everybody knew he wouldn't do anything once he got a hold of the little shit.

A whistle called everyone's attention to the front door. There stood Konan and the small, silver-headed boy. Kakuzu looked him up and down. Now that he was closer, Kakuzu could barely make something on the kid's chest out. It was difficult through the mesh shirt, but he could still see it. The same symbol that was on his hat. 'Interesting.'

"Now then, boys, this is Hidan," Konan paused slightly to gesture at the boy. "He's the new addition to our little family."

Kakuzu laughed to himself about that comment. He didn't know of any other family that had as much fucking going on between 'brothers'. And believe him, there was a lot of fucking going on in this 'family'.

He looked quickly between Kisame and Itachi, and then between Deidara and Sasori. They were like bunnies. Big, horny bunnies that fucked all the time. Well, minus the millions of babies running around. Kakuzu was blessed with the room in the middle of all the other rooms. It. Sucked. He could hear everything from his room. Every sigh, every pant, every breathy moan. It was sheer torture.

Kakuzu tuned back in to everything in time to see Tobi hanging on to Hidan's arm and Hidan looking down like a flying leech just attacked him. Kakuzu looked again to Hidan's chest. The way the light was on him, Kakuzu could definitely tell that the symbol was there. And it looked like a scar, too. 'Maybe it's like a family crest or something…'

"Don't mind him," Kakuzu stated coolly. Hidan looked up at him and Kakuzu could tell he was intrigued. That didn't bother Kakuzu one bit, seeing as he, himself, was quite interested in the new kid as well. Deidara broke in right after Kakuzu spoke and tried to make a joke of it.

"Yeah, un. He just has a chronic case of idiot, un." Kakuzu saw something change in Hidan's face when he turned to look at Deidara. He looked completely shocked. The reason behind the shock was cleared up after a second.

"Holy shit…it's a boy?" Everyone in the room (except for Deidara of course) had to stifle their laughter at the outburst. They had all thought the exact same thing when they met Deidara. No one had ever said it out loud, though. Konan's hand shot up seconds later to slap the back of Hidan's head. He apparently didn't know he had said anything if the look of complete awe at Konan's actions was anything to go by. "Konan! I swear to Jashin! You are seriously trying to kill me! Either that or turn me into a brain dead vegetable!"

'Jashin? Who the hell is Jashin?' Kakuzu thought curiously. Deidara spoke up next and sounded completely destroyed that someone confused his gender. 'Does he really not know how confusing he looks?'

"Yeah, you did, un. And yes, un. I am a boy, un" Kakuzu mentally twitched each time he said 'un.' He absolutely hated it. This was why Kakuzu refused to talk to the blonde boy for more than five minutes at a time. It would drive him crazy if he talked to him any longer.

Hidan's face visibly turned about three shades of red and Kakuzu couldn't help but smile at that. He looked so innocent as he looked at the ground. But Kakuzu knew better than that. No one is as innocent as that when they dress as risqué as Hidan. No one.

Kakuzu again looked at Hidan's face. It was so thin and pale and…feminine. His jaw came down into an elegant curve that was almost a point and followed back to his slender neck. His nose was small and slightly pointed. His eyes…Kakuzu looked in awe at the boy's eyes. They were a bright violet. He had never in his life seen eyes like that. They were amazing, and Kakuzu couldn't take his eyes off them. Which was a big mistake. Some point in time while Kakuzu was analyzing, someone had suggested they introduce themselves. It was Kisame's turn judging by Tobi running to the center of the room shouting 'Fish are friends. Not food.' He could quote that movie a hundred times everyday and he wouldn't get tired of it.

Unfortunately for Tobi, Kisame could and did get tired of it. Hence his well thought out response. "Tobi, no one likes you and you're adopted!" Kakuzu shook his head. This was a new level of stupid for Fishy.

"Good conclusion, genius." The statement oozed with sarcasm as he spoke it. Kisame didn't find it as funny as the rest of the room seeing as he was the only one not laughing.

"Shut up, Stitchy! You know I hate it when he quotes that stupid movie." Kakuzu twitched slightly at the nickname. He hated it. Kisame knew it, too. He always called him that to piss him off. Kakuzu had had about enough of it.

"Call me Stitchy again and it won't be the only thing you hate, fish breath." Kakuzu glared Kisame down. It wasn't the greatest comeback in the world, but his glare was enough to cause the other boy to back down. No one wanted to seriously piss Kakuzu off. That was just asking for a visit to Blueridge Hills General.

After this outburst Kakuzu went back to watching Hidan as the others, or other in this case, introduced himself, which didn't give him as much time as he would like to watch. There was an interesting air about Hidan. 'He is probably never this calm and polite,' Kakuzu mused. It was his turn to introduce himself. He could feel everyone's eyes on him. He just couldn't pull himself to care. And then his gaze locked with Hidan's once more.

Hidan looked back as well, Kakuzu noted. After a minute, his eyes travelled elsewhere. Down Kakuzu's body, over his face, across his mask and beanie, pretty much everywhere. Hidan made sure he noticed, too. Every few seconds he would return his gaze to Kakuzu's eyes, like he was telling him to follow his gaze somewhere. It reminded Kakuzu of Lassie in a weird way. How she would look at someone and back to wherever something was wrong. So he did. Kakuzu followed Hidan's stare across his body. Someone had to ruin that moment, though. Someone with an extreme dislike of seafood, and an extreme tendency to piss Kakuzu off.

"Yo, Stitchy. You gonna introduce yourself or just keep staring at Hidan like he's a piece of meat?" Kisame smirked and Kakuzu could feel it, even though he was still looking at Hidan. So Kakuzu retaliated like always. He showed him his happy finger.

"Kisame, if you call me that one more time, you're going to have to look like me. And since you apparently don't like that too much, I suggest you not call me that again." Kakuzu turned to look at the blue-headed teen. His threats always sounded monotonous, but everyone knew he would hold up his end. He then turned back to Hidan to catch his marvelous, violet eyes again. Kakuzu frowned slightly. He could tell that Hidan was thinking about the last threat. 'He's probably thinking about what I really look like…my ugly body. These gross…things' Kakuzu thought sadly. He pronounced the word 'things' like it was dripping with poison or something.

"My name is Kakuzu. I guess I like sewing," Kakuzu looked deeper and hardened his tone to finish is introduction and convey the point he was trying to make, "And if you think you're a smart ass like Fishy over there, then call me Stitchy. You'll learn fairly quickly how I feel about it."

Konan broke in before Kakuzu could say anymore. "That's good, Kakuzu. Watch your language." She always hated cursing. Then she reached over and placed her hand on Hidan's back. He seemed to tense a little, but Kakuzu couldn't really tell. "Now, Kakuzu over there is going to be your roommate, Hidan."

His face dropped again. Just like before when he was outside. Kakuzu didn't like that he showed that emotion when she mentioned being his roommate. 'Maybe he doesn't like me…or maybe he's afraid of me. He looks quite fearful right now…'

Hidan turned to Konan and dropped his voice so that only the two of them could hear it. Then he turned around to look at Itachi and Kisame then to Deidara and Sasori, much like Kakuzu had done minutes earlier, and then to him. He looked like a scared animal when he looked at Kakuzu. Then he went back to whispering to Konan. She dragged him into the kitchen and closed the door behind him so the rest of the family in the room could only hear muffled yelling.

"Good job, Kakuzu. He thinks you're going to kill him."

"Fuck you, puppet boy. You don't know that."

"Actually I do, Suzie Homemaker. I heard him whispering to Konan about how he thought you would kill him. Maybe if you take that damn mask off sometime, people wouldn't think that," Sasori said with a dry tone. He didn't really care, but he always liked to get on Kakuzu's nerves, much like Kisame.

Just then, the door to the kitchen flew open and Hidan walked through the living room. He didn't stop there like expected though. He went straight through to the front door and walked right out, slamming the door behind him.

Kakuzu stared at the front door for a minute. 'Was the thought of being my roommate that horrible to him? Did he really think I would kill him?' Someone cleared their throat near him and drew him out of his thoughts.

"So. You gonna go after him? He is your roommate." Everyone nodded in agreement. Kakuzu shot a look at Kisame and walked towards the door.

"I'll be back in a minute."

Kakuzu walked out the door and noticed the shirtless figure of Hidan walking to the large field area across from the house. He looked down and saw the shirt of said boy lying on the ground next to Konan's black Lexus. "Why the hell are you going shirtless?" Kakuzu spoke to the open air and followed the boy to the field.

When he saw the boy stop he was close enough to see a glimmer of light reflect off of something Hidan had just dropped. He heard him say something out loud but the wind carried it far from Kakuzu's ears. Then, Hidan dropped to his knees and pressed his palms against the ground, moving them around like he was drawing something in the grass.

As he approached, he saw what reflected the light he saw: a knife. It was freshly coated in blood, too. He came a few steps closer and saw the symbol again, drawn in fresh blood on the grass around Hidan.

"What the fuck?" He didn't mean to say it out loud. He thought he had said it in his head, but it was too late to take it back. Hidan turned sharply and Kakuzu got the shock of his life. Hidan sat there, with a deer in the headlights expression, with a six inch gash across his chest and slash marks across each palm. They both looked at each other, Hidan with fear, and Kakuzu with shock.