Two

"Hidan."

"Whut?"

Kakuzu sighed and rubbed his sore temple with his fingers. "Do you really have to bleed all over the place?"

The Jashinist smirked as he plunged another iron rod into his arm with relish, groaning as a surge of electrifying pain was sent through his body. "Y-ya make it sound so wrong, Kakuzu," he gasped.

Kakuzu deadpanned. "With all those sounds that you're making, it can hardly be classified as clean," he demanded as he turned his body to avoid the wave of blood that came splattering towards him.

Hidan gave a feral grin. "Heh. You likin' that huh, Kakuzu?"

"No." The miser resisted the urge to roll his eyes and took a step towards the exit of the room, preparing to leave.

Then, something caught his leg. Something wet…and warm.

Caught by surprise, Kakuzu backtracked and almost fell headfirst onto the stained floor. However, he managed to regain his balance in the nick of time and was now staring at the cause of his distraction.

"Awwwh, Kakuzu, you leavin' again?" Hidan whined loudly, an edge to his voice. Curling his fingers around his leg, the Jashinist gave a tight squeeze.

Kakuzu glowered at him. "What do you want?"

Hidan beckoned him closer. "Come'eah first."

He stood there, hesitating, but made up his mind and sauntered towards the silver-haired man with wary footsteps. As he got closer, Hidan smirked and pulled on his leg suddenly.

Kakuzu was totally caught off-guard for once. It could have been the excessive consumption of sugar, or who-knows-what. He'd been feeling strangely weird today, and he had a sinking feeling in his stomach that Hidan wasn't going to pass up this chance to be dominant for the day. He tripped and fell headfirst onto the floor, sticking his hands out instinctively to capture his fall. However, instead of letting him fall, Hidan grabbed him and pulled him towards his body.

As their bodies collided, they both exhaled sharply as the breath was knocked out of them.

Hidan was the first to recover. Placing Kakuzu onto the ground with a bit more force than necessary, he removed the iron rod from his arm, wincing with the effort. Then, slowly, he climbed on top of him, his eyes glazed.

Before Kakuzu could respond, however, the Jashinist had already torn off his mask, ignoring the pieces of fabric that fell to the floor. Quickly, he captured his mouth with a kiss, licking at the dry skin with relish.

"Hidan," Kakuzu warned, pulling away. "Not toda-"

Grunting, Hidan mashed his lips to his hungrily, interrupting him mid-sentence. Tracing his tongue over the edges of his lips, he pressed against them forcefully, demanding entrance. After a few moments of licking and sucking, Kakuzu gave up resisting and let him in without hesitating. Once their tongues met, a battle for dominance surfaced. Hidan growled softly as he felt Kakuzu winning, his eyes filled with displeasure. At this, Kakuzu forced back a smirk as he regained his position as the dominant one, like how it should've been from the start.

"Ugh," Hidan groaned slightly as Kakuzu entwined his tongue with his. Lips met lips and teeth met teeth as both of them explored each other, their minds clouded with need and lust.

Pulling at his hair furiously, Hidan let out a moan as Kakuzu massaged the roof of his mouth with his tongue relentlessly. It went on for a while; the battle for dominance would resume again, and occasionally, one side would win. However, there was no decided winner yet.

Just as it got far more intense, Kakuzu pulled away to prevent Hidan from ripping off his cloak.

"W-what?" Hidan muttered as Kakuzu released his grip on him and got up slowly, brushing at his robe to smoothen the edges.

"I'm sorry, Hidan," he said bluntly. "Not today." He adjusted himself to make himself look presentable and walked towards the exit.

Hidan remained on the ground, shock covering his facial features. Anger hit him right in the face as sudden realization overcame him. "Kakuzu, you bastard! Come here, you fucker!"

Kakuzu narrowed his eyes. "That's for tripping me just now," he said casually as he stalked out of the room.

Hidan fell silent and stared daggers at the door that was left open. Shaking with anger and need, he growled.

"He's always like that."