Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Strange Love ❯ Chapter 1

Strange Love 1 - Getting to Know You

 

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Hidan dodged to his left, and a long, thin pole of bamboo barely missed impaling him in the stomach. He looked ahead of him at the man who was trying to kill him right now, his newest partner Kakuzu. Just perfect, he thought.

 

Kakuzu reached out with his hand and easily snapped off another bamboo shoot, and launched it again with terrifying accuracy.

 

Hidan dodged once more, but the pole clipped his side, sending him stumbling back, and he winced as he watched the bamboo imbed itself more than two feet deep into the boulder behind him. He looked back and whistled; that would have hurt if it got him right in the stomach.

 

“Hey, it was an accident!” Hidan screamed out just as two more poles whistled past his face. Kakuzu plucked up more bamboo shoots from the ground as he made his over to Hidan. “Fuck it! Not the face, damn it! You're seriously starting to piss me off!”

 

Hidan rolled his eyes. He'd fucking had enough of this. He didn't care if he had to complete the mission alone and he didn't care if he'd be punished; this idiot was going to die. He pulled his three-bladed scythe out to the front and licked the top edge. A drop of blood dripped down the red blade. Still sharp, he thought with hint of morbid satisfaction, good.

 

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They had about two hours ago left the Akatsuki meeting place, a barren and dank little cave, where Hidan had been assigned to be Kakuzu's newest partner. It seemed that the previous one had expired somehow. No one bothered filling him in on the details. Normally, Hidan knew he would need to have prove himself by killing one the existing members, but something had happened to Kakuzu's last partner, so that made this a special case.

 

He knew what Akatsuki was, a powerful organization of S-class criminals that looked up to no one. By himself, he had found out where the leader was, and approached him. After a short little test where Hidan proved that he was more than capable of being an Akatsuki member, the leader had strangely welcomed him into the group, even giving him the ceremonial Akatsuki ring. It seemed Hidan's special abilities interested the leader in more ways then he realized.

 

He met the other members from the main villages as each made their way into the meeting place. They all looked pathetic to him. Missing-nin from the five main villages didn't impress him at all. The five main villages were soft, with their demilitarizing countries.

 

A smile crossed his face as he remembered the first Akatsuki that had approached him. Uchiha Itachi had appeared before him faster than the blink of an eye, shocking him when he realized he had been approached without him knowing. Hidan had been surprised. But he admitted to himself that he would most likely be the slowest member of Akatsuki. It didn't matter to him though, because he knew that it wasn't speed that mattered, but how you applied it. The little Uchiha had then asked him “So you are the newest member?” in this mocking tone and gave him an once-over from head to toe. Needless to say, Hidan gave him a once over too, but made a `psh' sound, unimpressed and bored already. He liked his men strong, not lanky like this one.

 

Hidan laughed out loud as he remembered what he said. His response had been - “Fuck yes I am, you wanna try me out, bitch?” The Uchiha's eyes had widened at the display of disrespect, then narrowed angrily, before he nodded his head in goodbye and flashed away quicker then he had appeared.

 

His partner had come after him. The sharky from Mist Village with the mottled light blue skin. Was that a birth defect, he wondered? The teeth had looked suspect to him too, but Hidan guessed it was a blood line.

 

Then the ugly old guy that seemed to be made of wood - though Hidan could tell it was a doll, or at least something of that nature - shuffled over. “Hidan, was it?” He had said in this rasping voice. “I've heard about you.” Hidan sighed. If he met someone, he would say something like `yo', but it seemed a requirement of being Akatsuki was to also have a giant stick up your ass. “And you are?”

 

“Sasori. Of the red sand.” The doll had told him. As if he should be impressed. Hidan gave a mock `wow' with his mouth and said, “I'm impressed.”

 

Then came the sarcastic blond with the nature defying hair and what Hidan had thought was a lazy eye, but turned out to be a tiny mechanical eyeglass. And he was from the Rock village. “Ah. The newest member…yeah.”

 

Hidan gave a smile-smirk. “Yup.”

 

“I'm Deidara.” Deidara leaned in and whispered conspiratorially in Hidan's ear. “Watch out for Sasori. Sometimes he get's…angry…yeah.”

 

“Ooo…okay…I'll watch out…yeah.” Hidan kept a serious face, but laughed when Deidara's face pinched back at the implied insult of his speech pattern.

 

The guy with a plant around his head came next, then a cute but quiet girl, and then the mysterious Kakuzu. Kakuzu was his type, strong and built in the right places with an imposing personality. He had a cloth wrapped around his face, and with the Akatsuki robe covering him; all Hidan saw was a pair of intimidating white eyes. Hidan felt an instant pull, an undercurrent of attraction, but he realized that this Akatsuki probably didn't burn his candle at the other end.

 

All of them were some sort of freak or had a weird eccentric personality, and Hidan wasn't sure he was too happy to be stuck in with them, but it wasn't as if he could judge. He had his own issues. And he was quite sure than some of his eccentricities were much odder than anyone here had.

 

The introductions were the same to him, half-veiled threats and warnings not to step out of place. Boring power jockeying. They were strong he knew, every single damn one of them. He even felt the chakra of the shark guy from the mist village, Kisame, deep as the sea and dangerous enough to make a shiver crawl up his spine. But he didn't care, what could they possibly do to him? What could anyone possibly do to him?

 

After they had all gathered, the leader had arrived and introduced Hidan in a boring gesture, though everyone had probably already researched his background and then some. Then he gave missions to everyone, and assigned Hidan to be Kakuzu's partner. Hidan had been surprised of course, but he got over it. So it had been this guy's partner that had died, he realized. He thought he saw the blondie with the weird mechanic eye, Deidara, giggle a bit, but he wasn't too sure.

 

It seemed that Akatsuki was planning something very important and Hidan and arrived just in time to be in the middle of it.

 

After they had left the cave, neither Kakuzu nor Hidan said a word to each other. Kakuzu did squeak out the occasional `follow me'. About two hours of walking later, Kakuzu stopped and signaled for Hidan to pause.

 

Hidan had noticed something too - a slight whisper in the trees that had followed them for a while now.

 

Suddenly, two ninjas - jounin from the way they were dressed and the confidence they had even in the presence of Akatsuki - ambushed them, apparently realizing they were spotted. They were from different villages, Hidan could tell by their forehead protectors. The hidden Waterfall village and the hidden Mist village. That surprised Hidan a bit. Since when did villages collaborate like this? With another shock he realized that the Waterfall village was Kakuzu's village. Hidan was about to pull out his scythe, but another wave from Kakuzu stopped him.

 

“Well, well.” Hidan whispered to Kakuzu. “Seems like there are some people really angry at you…”

 

“To think someone would actually know where we are.” Kakuzu had said to the two in thoughtful contemplation. “Who sent you here?” It seemed he was thinking of several things right now.

 

Hidan tapped his foot against the ground impatiently. “Who cares? Kill now, ask later. So much easier. There needs to be a policy on people ambushing us ya know, because I swear to jashin-sama that I don't like being ambushed.”

 

Kakuzu had given him a look that said `shut up or die'. Hidan returned it with another look that said `I don't care. Eat me', but he wasn't sure if the stoic ninja noticed or not.

 

One jounin drew a kunai from his side while the other slowly peeled off a scroll from his chest pouch.

 

Woot woot, Hidan thought, at least someone was making a move.

 

“Hm.” Kakuzu said, and he seemed to be trying to remember something. “You are Iguro.” He looked at the jounin with the knife then turned to the one that was quickly unrolling his scroll. “And you are Menma. Upper-level Jounin. Still chasing after me, are they? But why would two villages collaborate?”

 

The shinobi ignored him, quickly preparing themselves for what they knew would be a vicious life or death battle.

 

“How do you know who they are?” Hidan asked, curious.

 

“They each have a 70 million ryo and 90 million ryo license for their live bodies.” Kakuzu recited directly from his photographic memory. “One of them has a special bloodline. Ability to manipulate water pressure.” There was no hint of doubt in his voice.

 

“Hm. That's it?” Hidan said. He wanted to yawn already. And he was surprised though that Kakuzu knew that little bit of information. Hidan himself had never bothered with the bingo book. He always left his enemies dead, and it wasn't as if he cared much for money. There were much more important things in life. The satisfaction of a pure kill was worth its weight in gold. Besides, that book was thick.

 

“They'd probably die from shock if they knew my head bounty.” Hidan smirked. In a way, he was proud of how much he would be worth on the black market for bodies.

 

“You'd probably die from shock if you knew mine.” Kakuzu responded with the faintest hint of superiority, and Hidan frowned at him wondering just how much and if he was worth more.

 

The two ninja interrupted them. The one with the scroll, now a long katana in is hand, spoke out. “Kakuzu, you are wanted for several crimes against the five villages and for assassinating a feudal lord. You die here today. I need only bring your body back as proof.”

 

“That still doesn't tell me how you found me. And why you're together.” Kakuzu said. He laughed. “And you think you can kill me?”

 

The ninja responded by shifting his sword to his left. A line of water blasted out from the tip of the sword, and twirled around like a sentient snake. It whirled around him, creating a shield of water. It was apparent that this was a bloodline ability. “I'm going to bet my life on it, and on my name as the greatest nin-hunter of the Waterfall village!”

 

Hidan clapped his head with his head in disappointment. Jounin these days just couldn't pull off dramatic statements these days. Oh well. He pulled the scythe out from his back strap and smiled. “Looks like I'm gonna have to sacrifice them.”

 

Kakuzu's eyes shifted color, from a milky white to a deep black and his skin flashed dark. “Leave them alive. I need them for interrogation and the bounty. If you kill them, I kill you.”

 

With a scream of praise to his god, Hidan rushed forward.

 

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A few minutes later, Hidan stood over the decapitated bodies of both ninja. The battle had been brief, and he hadn't even needed to switch forms. A pity, he thought, that these two had been weaker then they seemed to be. Battle lust slowly left him, and something tickled him in the back of his mind.

 

“Oh shit.” He realized. He turned around to see a very livid Kakuzu. His eyes were still pitch black. This time with anger.

 

“I warned you what would happen if you killed them. I warned you.” Kakuzu reached out and snapped off a nearby bamboo shoot. “I can always get another partner that will listen.”

 

Hidan was speechless. The religion of Jashin stated that he had to kill everyone! It was sacred! It's not like he could have stopped anyways!

 

“Oh damn.” He whispered as the bamboo shoot shot towards him.

 

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Hidan jumped into the air and brought the scythe down with a heavy crash onto Kakuzu. Kakuzu blocked with his arms.

 

“Bingo!” Hidan yelled, fully expecting to sever Kakuzu's arm with a single stroke. He didn't expect Kakuzu to simply swat the scythe aside as if it were cardboard and grab him by the throat. His scythe went flying out wide, landing in a nearby bush. Ah shit, Hidan thought. He didn't see this during the previous fight! He thought that the change of skin color only made him stronger, not impervious to weapons! I should have measured his abilities first! , he thought.

 

“Surprised?” Kakuzu whispered when he brought Hidan down to eye-level. “It's really too bad you couldn't stay. I could have enjoyed you longer. Goodbye.” Kakuzu said. He brought his masked face to the suffocating Hidan and smelled him. Then he snapped Hidan's neck and Hidan fell limp.

 

With a sigh, Kakuzu tossed the still Hidan to the side, not liking the cleanup that was going to follow. His skin slowly began to change back to normal color.

 

Something rustled behind - and Kakuzu ducked, barely dodging as Hidan's scythe cut a line across his cheek.

 

“Surprised, fucker? I needed a good neck massage anyways!” Hidan screamed and cracked his neck for good measure. He had been a bit surprised when Kakuzu had gotten close and smelled him before killing him. Such ruthless killer intent and weird fetishes really turned him on.

 

Kakuzu flipped backwards to stay out of the scythes range and his eyes widened in shock. “I snapped your neck.” He said in more of a question that a statement. “How come you're still alive?”

 

“Well, I am immortal after all. Did you think you could escape my holy punishment? Did you expect to harm a servant of jashin without consequences?” Hidan burst out, enjoying the look of disbelief on Kakuzu's face. He licked his scythe where it had trailed a line of blood across Kakuzu's face, and smacked his lips at the coppery taste of blood. “I guess it's my turn to say good-bye now.” Hidan taunted. “Bye bye.”

 

Before Kakuzu could respond, the dust twirled up around Hidan to reveal a blood colored pentagram. Hidan's body had changed. It had taken on the appearance of a black skeleton, his skin white with black outlines. A crazed look appeared on his face. “You're already dead!” He spit out.

 

Hidan enjoyed the moment. It had been a while since he had sacrificed someone to Jashin-sama in a holy ritual. With a cry, he removed a thin spear from his scythe and readied to impale himself by positioning the spear high above his rib cage.

 

Kakuzu's eye's widened. He didn't know what was happening, but he knew he had to stop Hidan from doing whatever it was he was doing. His skin changed color again, signaling the hardening of his skin, and he leapt at Hidan.

 

“Too late.” Hidan smiled and pierced his chest as Kakuzu was in midair - a mere moment away from tackling him. Hidan screamed out in a strange mix of pain and pleasure just Kakuzu bowled over him. Kakuzu eye's registered in even greater shock and he grabbed his chest. His other hand grabbed Hidan's free hand just as he fell still, his heart pierced by Hidan's technique.

 

Hidan let the feeling of pleasure subside. “Fuck you're heavy.” Hidan said. He hadn't expected for Kakuzu to react so quickly. He remembered something else. “Shit I forgot the mission info.” He had let Kakuzu remember all the dreary details of what to do and who to kill. Damn.

 

And he couldn't finish the jashin ritual with a body over him. On another hand, he wanted too. Hidan had always taken pain for pleasure, and the spear through the heart had aroused him in a way he couldn't begin to describe. Completing the ritual with a dead body sounded very kinky to him. But…it was too…sacrilegious, he thought with a sigh of regret.

 

As he attempted to peel off Kakuzu's arm, he realized that Kakuzu's arms remained tight around his. “What the hell…” He wondered. Is he still alive? Did I miss his heart?

 

Hidan put his cheek next to Kakuzu's chest, and listened. He froze and his eyes popped open. There was more beating…he counted…four more beating hearts from within him. “What the hell!” He said. He tried to pull away, but it was too late.

 

Kakuzu's other hand gripped his, forcing the scythe out of Hidan's hand. “It seems you're not the only immortal here.” Kakuzu said and leaned over Hidan, pushing him out of the pentagram. “Been a while since I lost a heart. Congratulations.”

 

“Let go you fucker!” Hidan pushed to struggle free but suddenly long black tentacles of darkness burst free from Kakuzu's arm, entwining around his and holding him in place. He looked in horror and fascination as more strings burst free from within Kakuzu's body.

 

“So the ritual is a technique that allows the summoner to exact the same damage on whoever's blood is used to summon the circle…huh.” Kakuzu said to the bound and struggling Hidan beneath him. “And somehow you are immortal, which allows you to take circumvent dying along with the other. Fascinating.” Deep white eyes peered into Hidan's.

 

Hidan spit into Kakuzu's face. “So what? Almost got you didn't I? And you think I care! You can't kill me! Why don't you try, huh!” Hidan mocked Kakuzu, but he was impressed. To be able to analyze his ability so quickly and figure out a way to counter it by pushing him out…

 

Hidan's eyes bore into Kakuzu's with killing intent. If he could just get back into the pentagram, just two feet away…

 

“Ahh. I understand now. The leader was getting tired of me killing all my partners…I just get mad so easy, you see.” Kakuzu said quietly, realizing why he had been paired with Hidan.

 

Hidan seemed to realize this too. His eyes shot open, then narrowed as too why it getting into Akatsuki seemed easier then it should have been. He cocked his head, wondering what the dangerous Akatsuki was up to. Fuck!, he thought, the freak had four hearts! Five hearts, to be exact, since he had killed one, but Hidan didn't think Kakuzu was this formidable. He realized he should have expected this from Akatsuki.

 

Kakuzu grasped Hidan's fallen spear with a hand. Black strings had already fully entrapped Hidan. Kakuzu looked quizzically at the spear, and touched it as if he found a long lost friend. “This hurt. And I don't like pain that much. Not at all.”

 

“And what the fuck do you plan on - ” Hidan was cut off as Kakuzu ran the spear straight through his chest. And again. And again. And again.

 

“My punishment.” Kakuzu said through his mask. His spearing movements became more erratic as frenzy began to overtake him again. He was so caught up in his punishment that he didn't notice a bump forming underneath Hidan's coat or that Hidan's screams might not have been motivated by just pain.

 

Hidan screamed out loud as a pool of blood leaked out from his chest onto the floor. And another emotion that he wished to fuck would go away at the time began to build from deep within him. “No…stop it…” Hidan whispered, his eyes closed.

 

With one more spear through his chest, Hidan's eyes rolled back into his skull and he moaned out loud, and Kakuzu felt a wet spot appear beneath him. “Ohhh.” Hidan said over again as a wave of pleasure swept through him. His body changed back to normal and the black and white stripes across his skin faded away as his concentration evaporated and he released the technique.

 

Kakuzu burned Hidan under his fiery, wild, excited eyes and groaned when he realized that he had excited Hidan. Then suddenly, to Hidan's surprise and immense pleasure, Kakuzu's arms were free and feeling all around him - under his cloak, across his side, everywhere - though Hidan's arms were still bound by those black tentacles.

 

Hidan moaned again as he felt himself rise again with unexpected ardor. Ah shit, he thought. He sure to hell didn't expect this to happen. Well, if you can't beat' em…join `em…for now…He tried to free his arms, but couldn't and words came out in a jumble in his pleasure-induced state. “Kakuzu…you bitch…my arms…easier…go…” He managed to get out between gasps. In another moment, his arms were free, but his body was still bound. It seemed Kakuzu didn't trust him enough to let go. He returned Kakuzu's rough caresses in turn, tearing the cloak from his body and feeling his chest and smooth, hard stomach. His whole body seemed to be covered in stitches of some sort, but Hidan didn't mind. Normal people were never his type anyways. He wanted to tear the mask off his face, but when his hands got close to the fabric edge, hoards of tentacles broke free and grabbed his arm. Not the kissing type, Hidan realized. He satisfied himself by letting his hands roam elsewhere.

 

Kakuzu felt something he hadn't felt in many, many years. Pure, unadulterated lust. Of course, there was good reason for this. He liked going wild in bed, and that meant the other person would almost surely die. And he, no matter what he himself was, didn't like dead people in bed. He could kill people in cold blood and rip their hearts out, but the thought of mating with dead flesh sickened him. But now there was this warm lithe immortal beneath him with rock-solid abs and a beautiful blond face and a hairless body that moaned against his that sent off all sorts of warning radars in him, and man or woman, he just didn't care. He was confident that Hidan couldn't move free no matter what. Not that Hidan wanted to, at the moment.

 

Hidan worked his hands furiously. He wanted to some mouth action, but it seemed he wasn't going to get any. He settled on Kakuzu's neck, leaving bloody bites on marred skin. Rather than turning Kakuzu off, the bite marks excited him even more. He struggled to undo Kakuzu's Akatsuki robe, and ended up ripping the whole thing apart. Not to be undone, Kakuzu's tentacles ripped all of Hidan's clothes into little shreds, tossing it aside in pieces of now useless cloth.

 

Then Kakuzu's arms suddenly found his manhood, and began stroking up and down with fervor. Hidan moaned even louder than he thought possible. He liked it rough, and Kakuzu was definitely not the gently type. “Fuck you…you're pretty good, huh.” Hidan said as a hard, icy hand gripped his shaft.

 

“No.” Kakuzu breathed back as he leaned up and unbuttoned the front of his pants. “I'm going to fuck you.”

 

Hidan smiled crazily. “I haven't been bottom in years.”

 

“Get used to it.”

 

And suddenly Kakuzu was a rod of solid steel in Hidan, and Hidan screamed out in pure pleasure-pain. Kakuzu rocked back and forth madly. Blood leaked from underneath Hidan to stain the ground even more. The abrupt penetration with nothing to help it had scratched away skin.

 

“Ah jashin-sama!” Hidan cried out to his god, then to Kakuzu.” You're the fucking sex.”

 

Kakuzu rode Hidan, hard. “This might kill you.” He whispered into his ears. “Ugh…it's been awhile. You're tight. So tight…” He whispered into Hidan's ear. Kakuzu's arms were tussled in Hidan's hair and he felt their smooth silkiness.

 

“Go ahead, if you can.” Hidan challenged back.

 

Without warning, more black tentacles burst wildly from Kakuzu's body. With his slipping control, Kakuzu couldn't hold apart the mass within him. Some tentacles flailed wildly in the air, some caressed Hidan. Some pierced his chest again.

 

Hidan screamed out again at each thrust from Kakuzu and each piercing tentacle through his chest, but in pure euphoria. “Fuck…you…you…are kinky.”

 

He reared his head back and lost himself in the feeling of a hard body pushing into him and a feeling of fullness in him for what seemed like forever.

 

Kakuzu could feel himself approach the plateau. Then, with three more thrusts, he moaned, and leaned over Hidan breathless.

 

“So we're even, eh.” Hidan struggled to say, caught up in the moment.

 

“I…” Kakuzu tried to breath out. With the end of his orgasm, he reigned back in his body, and the most of the tentacles that had escaped were forced back in. “I…might let you live yet.”

 

Hidan had come a moment before Kakuzu, and he relaxed as Kakuzu's cold body fell on him. He trembled with post-coital pleasure. “Fuck you. I'm letting you live.”

 

Hidan looked to his left to where there were still two decapitated jounin. And then to himself. Kakuzu's black ropes or whatever they were, still bound him tight, but that didn't hide the plain fact that Hidan was butt-naked, his clothes more viciously torn off then Kakuzu's could possible be. He would need to go to the nearest town for some new clothes. And he had to clean the evidence of these damn bodies.

 

“Ah damn.”