Hidan laid out flat on his back and coughed after being forced out of the latest establishment by the security. He recovered from the air being knocked out of him and hopped up. Could he get back in before they told the front he wasn't allowed in? He needed to get Hinata out of there. They could try to make her pay for her screw-up.

"Are you okay?" Hinata appeared around the corner. She checked him over and started brushing the back of his jacket off.

Hidan breathed out his relief. He needed to start expecting that, but it made his heart rate shoot through the roof every time. "Busted."

Hinata straightened his shirt, which was stretched as he was manhandled. "You are too obvious. Be glad they just threw you out and didn't call the police. I wouldn't want to know how I would get you out of that before they showed up." She could cry. It worked on him.

"Well, we struck out tonight." Hidan leaned forward to let her fuss. It was cute that she thought it mattered.

Hinata shook her head. "No, we didn't." She pulled him further down to kiss him. "You made a wonderful distraction."

Hidan blinked at her and down as she opened her purse, full of more than what he was trying to get. "You little…" He grabbed her face and pulled her back to him. She giggled as more aggressively claimed her lips.

This woman learned too quickly.

Hinata looked at the flowers in the window. Neji was allergic to irises, which was always funny because it was Hanabi's favorite flower, probably because he was allergic.

How were they doing? Did they think she was dead? Did they ever find out what the key opened?

Questions that she couldn't think about too hard if she didn't want to hurt her heart.

Sometimes, she still saw her face on the news, but it was dying down with no new evidence. People disappeared. The public didn't want to hear about it for weeks at a time if there was no new drama to hear about. Sad, but it unfortunately benefited her.

Hinata flinched as she felt a hand slide across her butt. She jerked her arm back to elbow them in the chest and heard a familiar voice grunt as Hidan wrapped his hand around her arm to keep her from doing more damage. She frowned at him, holding up the pen she grabbed from her pocket. "I was about to impale you."

Hidan leaned in to kiss her. "I'm into it."

Hinata held her hand up to his lips. "Don't be vulgar."

"Don't act like you don't love it." Hidan relented and looked at the shop she was staring into. "You want flowers?" He wrapped his arms around her shoulders to hang on her. "I thought you didn't like cut flowers." He never forgot anything, did he?

"I think they are sad. I prefer they stay in the flower garden." Hinata leaned back on him comfortably. "But I understand why people get them. These are all grown for this. I just think they feel prettier when they are happy and healthy in the ground."

"Until they die." Always the so morbid.

"Then the nutrients go back to the soil to grow another." Hinata corrected.

"Like people." Okay, now he was just doing it on purpose.

"Did you want something?" Hinata rolled her eye over to him.

Hidan leaned them both to the side childishly. "I saw there is an arcade around the corner."

"Do you want to go to the arcade because you want to go or because you know I haven't been to one?" His silence told her everything she needed to know. "Are you going to win me something?"

Hidan grinned. "Some big fucking stuffed animal."

"We travel too much for something like that. How about something smaller." Hinata reasoned.

Hidan pouted. "Are we going?"

"Let's take a look." Hinata giggled as he pulled her.

"This would be less of a mess if you would stop moving." Hinata squished dark hair dye into his roots.

"It smells," Hidan complained. "I hate this."

"Be glad the dye takes well." Hinata reminded him. "This would be so much worse if we had to bleach it."

Hidan wrapped his arms around her, hanging his forearms on her hips. "I would just glue a hat to my head."

Hinata giggled at him. "You are acting like such a baby over a little hair dye. You aren't even the one that has to do it."

Hidan leaned his head back up to look up at her, interrupting her work. "You wouldn't let me dye it something cool."

"We are trying to blend in, not look cool." Hinata leaned down to kiss his pout before pulling his head back into the position she needed to finish.

"Would you think I looked cooler with green hair?" Hidan was in a weird mood.

"I think you would look ridiculous," Hinata answered as she pulled off her gloves.

Hidan plopped his dyed mess of hair into her shirt, which is why she had a shirt for this job. Hinata laid her hands over his back. Maybe they should go back to the arcade. He could just need to run out some of the excess energy. She had students like that.

Hinata barely raised her head as Hidan closed the door to their hotel room. Once she knew it was him, she just buried her face back into the pillow on his bed wrapped around the stupid little plush that he was not going to admit how long it took him to get.

It was an ugly-misshaped duck that had probably been in the machine for far too long and not the one he was trying to get her, but she was more than happy with it.

But right now, it was getting all his snuggle action.

Hidan crawled onto the bed behind her and pulled her and her cocoon back to him. "Do we need a no pets-in-bed rule?"

"The duck would win," Hinata mumbled back.

Hinata fought with Hidan to stop him from flinching away from her. "This will be over quicker if you stop squirming."

"It fucking hurts," Hidan whined.

"You have no one to blame but yourself." Hinata clamped his elbow between her knees so she could pull back anymore.

Hidan cringed at the pain and laid his head down on her knee as he waited for her to be done. "Screw that stupid machine and its stupid fucking sharp ass buttons."

"You punched the machine. It's not its fault that it had something for you to cut yourself on." Hinata hoped the people who walked by ignored the woman on the bench bandaging the grown man acting like a child sitting out on the sidewalk. "It's hard to travel light when I have to keep a hospital around you."

Hinata got the bandage on the crescent-shaped cut from the old metal ring around the buttons on the claw machine. She didn't know why he kept trying. She already told him she wasn't trading her duck.

Hidan pulled his arm out of her grip as she loosened her knees and laid his head down on her lap in defeat. She put a hand in his hair, but she really wished he wasn't quite this affectionate outside of the arcade made for children.

She ran her fingers through his hair as he closed his eyes. His pout was cute, though.

Hidan put his hand up. "Nah, she doesn't like toppings." He accepted his order and brought Hinata her food.

Hinata smiled up at him as she accepted it. She held the first bite up to him, and he opened his mouth to accept it. "Where are we going next?"

"Think we have stayed away from the home bar long enough?" Hidan wondered. "The old bastard is getting pissy about meeting us to trade our stolen shit." He grinned. "I mean, as long as someone little sweetheart doesn't poison any creeps."

"I make no promises." Hinata pouted, shoving food in her mouth.

"Oh?" Hidan chuckled. Hinata kicked her legs up on the bench and leaned into him while she ate to hide her blushing face. Hidan wrapped his around her ribs and rested his head down on her shoulder. "You shouldn't say things like that and then give me access to your neck."

"I am eating," Hinata covered her full mouth, holding up more of it over her shoulder to him with her other hand.

Hidan accepted the food and behaved… for now.

Kakuzu eyed Hinata as she emptied her purse of oddities they had stolen. He picked up a flashy wristwatch. "You have an odd eye for this."

"My family was old money. I can usually tell when a watch is real or not." Hinata explained.

Kakuzu looked at Hidan and pointed at her. "Where do I get a girl like this?"

Hidan sneered. "Mine, bitch."

Kakuzu rolled his eyes.