Heh. '' This is some random thing I decided to write. HIDANHINA 4 EVA!! it gets kinda weird near the end of the fight and the end of the chapter. Contains Hidan's mouth (XD) ie bad language and slight blood loss. Well, actually they loose a lot of blood but I couldn't be assed to really describe it.

Disclaimer: I don not own Naruto, blah blah blah.

Chapter 1: Blood and Symbols

Hinata took a deep breath, preparing herself.

“If you want to kill yourself, go find the Akatsuki first. You might have a useful death.” That’s what they said.

“Open this door!” She yelled. “I want to fight one of you!”

They said go find the Akatsuki. So she had.

A silver haired man holding a scythe opened the hidden door, smirking.

“I’ll fight you, kid.”

Hinata nodded once. She activated byakugan, and leapt at the Akatsuki. He had just drawn a symbol of a circle with an equilateral triangle in the centre. He tried to draw blood with his scythe, but Hinata was too quick, and dodged, hitting one of his charka points. She figured that he needed the symbol to fight, so she worked on drawing him away from it. While she was doing this, she saw that her sleeves were going to get torn, and even though she normally wouldn’t do anything about this, she had recently been hanging around Ino, and unconsciously pulled them up. Unfortunately this revealed all her suicide attempt scars, and she blushed when she realized the Akatsuki was staring at them. She quickly pulled her sleeves back down, and realized that the Akatsuki had stopped attacking her. She looked up at him.

The Akatsuki looked at her in a strange mixture of admiration, wonder and… Hope? “Do you have a fucking kunai?”

Hinata nodded and held one out to him. He shook his head.

“Stand in this circle and fucking cut yourself.” He said, beckoning her.

Hinata looked confused. The man sighed and dragged her into the centre of the shape. She did not resist. After all, she was here to die, wasn’t she?

“Now,” He said, releasing her wrist. “Cut your fucking wrist open and let the blood fall onto the fucking ground.”

Hinata readily plunged the kunai into her wrist, just like she had been doing for three years.

A dark shadow appeared before her, glowing violet eyes in the centre of it.

“So you have been introduced to the worship of me, the Lord Jashin?” It boomed.

Hinata nodded shyly, amazed at this being that an Akatsuki had shown her.

“Tell me who introduced to me, for they should receive a reward for bringing a new follower to our creed.”

“I-I don’t know their name, b-but he has silver h-hair and is a member of the A-Akatsuki.” Stuttered Hinata.

“Hidan?”

The shy kunoichi nodded.

“Good.” Said the shadow, known as Lord Jashin. “He is competent, he can teach you about your new religion.”

Hinata had no idea what was going on, but it looked like what she needed. An excuse to cause her stupid, worthless self as much pain as possible.

“Th-thank you, my Lord Jashin.” She said, bowing. “I-I will worship you faithfully, following the instruction o-of Hidan-san and your good self.”

Hinata never had been good with formalities, but talking to a God, she would just have to try. The shadow disappeared as soon as it had come.

Hinata blinked, finding herself sitting in the circle Hidan had drawn, in a pool of her own blood.

“So now I’m your fucking mentor, eh?” said a voice standing above her.

Hinata looked up to see Hidan standing over her, his own fresh blood staining his stomach. He was smirking again.

“Yeah.” She said.

This guy was her saviour. He introduced her to an excuse for pain, a way to punish herself for being so useless.

“So, you already fucking know I’m Hidan, what’s your name?”

“Hyuuga Hinata.”

Hinata grinned and stood up. She had never felt this powerful before, this ecstatic! This was such a good feeling. Suddenly her smile turned to a frown.

“How can you stab yourself in the stomach and not die of blood loss?” She questioned. “In fact, we should have both at least fainted from blood loss by now.”

“Blood loss doesn’t fucking bother Jashinists.” Hidan smirked. “In fact, His Lordship will eventually grant a faithful worshipper immortality, so I am fucking immortal.” He grinned again. “You looked fucking great while you were With Him, ya know. I saw before I joined.”

Hinata grinned back. She wasn’t quite sure why, she just felt… different, after what she’d just experienced.

“Thanks.” She replied. “I’m sure you looked just as great, but I didn’t get the chance to see, of course.”

Now they were both grinning, violet eyes staring into lavender ones, soaked with their own blood, and ecstatic from the pain. Soul mates? Most likely. Destiny? Also likely. Luck? Hell no! This was pre-planned, as far as they could see, and Hidan knew exactly what to do.

“Hinata-chan,” He said, offering his blood-soaked hand. “I think we have some training to fucking catch up on.”

Hinata knew exactly what he meant.

“15 years, to be exact.” She said, taking said hand with her own blood-soaked, petite version. “15 years and a day.”

“Happy fucking-belated birthday, then.”

Update:

I made the last bit bold so the next chapter/their OCness mkes more sense. There is a reason for it, I swear! And I am writing the next chapter!

Told you it was weird at the end! Please review, flames accepted! I'll try an upload the next chappie ASAP! luv ya!

Singing off i guess

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