2 more nights has passed. 4 nights since Hidan woke up early, went for a bathroom break and returned to an empty campsite. He had lost his ability to sleep thanks to the re-occurring nightmares about his gradual death. Even awake, it circled his mind continuously, like a circle of vultures waiting for their prey to drop dead so they could feast.
Speaking of feast, when Hidan had chosen to give up sleeping, he strayed into a small collection of houses, too small to be a real village, who were having some festival. He had almost forgotten how good take-out ramen tasted. It was all he managed to scrounge up with no money. He had only managed to get it in the first place because the stall took pity on him, and had made too much left over. Today though the wind had died down, thankfully, leaving Hidan limping from exhaustion, on a perfect day with a few fluffy clouds floating in the crystal blue sky.
Though being lonely, walking down a lonely road, where he didn't even know - or really care at this point - where he was going.. It was bound to have some effects, and already they were starting to show. He had been talking to himself a lot more. He no longer just complained when he felt the need to, but he had polite conversations with himself. Sometimes they weren't polite, just bitter, hateful words. They weren't aimed at anybody in particular, but were always answered by the same man. The same albino who spoke in the first place.
In the past two days he had only managed to get one sacrifice.. He was getting lazier with them, not doing as many. Unable to find the energy with the lack of sleep and food, Hidan was forced to use his strength in battle, only flinging his scythe off-target and resulted in being impaled by the victim's weapon without ever activating the curse. His immortality was starting to fade, so instead of answering the stab with a curse and laugh, with some additional speech about understanding his pain, he simply groans and sometimes even passes out, only to be woken up again by frightful nightmares.
Hidan was walking down a dirt path, trees surrounding him with long, skinny shadows chasing him. He glared down at them and scoffed, starting to laugh, then it was cut short. He heard a voice, but for once, it wasn't his own.
"Are you insane.. How could you push yourself so hard.. You're going to get yourself killed, idiot"
He turned around on his heels, shooting his darty eyes all around and narrowed them gradually, watching a tree sway gently, calling upon the same voice,
"How could you let this happen.. You left me... Its all your fault!" it echoed, Idiot.. Idiot.. Bakaa.. Idiot!
Hidan moved to his knees, clutching his arms over his head with a soft scream of 'STOP!'. He lifted his head again, blinking around at the trees that surrounded his body as they all began to shift and sway. The branches seemed to have a life of their own as they began to twitch, then they curled and took a new form completely, imitating the threads that Kakuzu had controlled, the cords the flowed from his skin that carried his blood. They continued to sway and curl about, only making Hidan scream more. He took a cautious step back, watching the branches dance around him like Kakuzu's stitches, how they'd unravel - and under certain situations, wrap around Hidan's body.
Soon the Jashinist couldn't take it. The voice still echoed in his mind; "All your fault" "you left me" "You're going to die, Idiot" "Idiot!" "Are you insane?!" "How could you let this happen?!"
"Hidan!"
Strange.. This one actually felt real..
Hidan slowly pried his eyes open, seeing a clone of his partner rushing towards him, calling his name.
Oh how he wished it to be true. He moved to his feet slowly, pushing himself to step to Kakuzu, wanting to feel his touch, needing his warmth, desperate for his support.
But once he got close enough it was just darkness. He had fallen into another of his nightmares..