The day was still. A slow Monday morning, as all Mondays are. Kakuzu was fiddling with his brunette locks, staring at the ground as if the tiling was so fascinating. From a distance stood Hidan; the murderous Janshin lover grinned as he observed Kakuzu.
"I see you, you bastard." Kakuzu huffed.
Hidan stiffened. He wasn't expecting Kakuzu to notice him.
"What do you want, Hidan?"
Hidan strolled over and plopped down beside Kakuzu. Kakuzu picked up his head.
"Just what, hmmmmm????"
"Oh, get all silent on me? Oh ok."
Kakuzu turned to face Hidan. "Go ahead, you can tell me." Hidan put his hand on Kakuzu's face. The brunette did the same. Hidan flashed a pearly smile. He kissed Kakuzu tenderly upon his lips. Kakuzu held his stitches in pain. Hidan clamped his teeth down on Kakuzu's neck. "Mhmm!" grunted Kakuzu. "St-Stop! STOP!" Hidan chuckled. "You're such a little pussy." Hidan wiped the blood off of Kakuzu's neck with his tongue.
Hidan tore open Kakuzu's cloak, then removed his own.
"Hidan! Stop! STOP!"
Hidan began to thrust into Kakuzu madly. Kakuzu moaned with pleasure.
Hidan grinned again. Kakuzu was now at his will, sweaty, moaning and vulnerable. Kakuzu clenched his teeth. "Why the HELL are you enjoying this?!?" He thought. Soon, a sticky ivory liquid covered the two males. They laid there, breathing heavily, huffing and puffing about. Kakuzu stroked his partner's silver hair.
There were footsteps heard down the hall.
Kakuzu rushed out of the room, almost plowing Deidara over.
"Damn, you could have said excuse me! Un!"
Deidara scowled. He dusted off his cloak.
"Oh, hey Hidan, un."
Deidara noticed the trashy room. It looked like a disaster area. "What happened here? Un?"
"Hi Deidara. Ummm…"
"What do want Hidan, un?"
"Just what hmmmm? Un?"