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Shades of Crimson	By : Onileo Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2074 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 10
          The afternoon passed and still Sakura hadn't moved. Her mind had finally calmed somewhat, but unconsciousness evaded her. She desperately needed to sleep and regain her chakra. But the harder she tried, the more awake she became. Her head was just too full of uncertainty. Her life seemed completely out of control, and she felt like she was speeding towards her doom with no way to stop it. Hidan had eventually fallen asleep, and was now snoring softly in her ear. Quietly, she sat up and turned to look at him. His eyes were moving rapidly beneath their lids, and she absently wondered what he was dreaming about.
          Deciding she needed to do something productive, Sakura slid out of the bed. Anything to keep her physically busy would keep her brain from going nuts. Maybe now would be a good time to figure out just how their connection worked. She paced around the room, her bare feet making no noise on the thick carpet. She paused, her fingers finding their way to the now gone wound that should have killed her. An idea came to her, and she hastily formed a plan. She would need a kunai. Glancing over the unused furniture, she frowned. All of their weapons were in the other room. She didn't particularly want to be around anyone at the moment, but if she was going to test her theory out, she would have to risk it. Slipping out the door, she made her way down the hall. The building was eerily silent, the humid evening air lending it an oppressive feeling.
          She was halfway to Hidan's room when voices coming from a slightly open door caught her attention. Masking what little chakra she had, she paused, her curiosity getting the better of her. She couldn't see anything from where she was standing, but she could detect two faint chakra signatures coming from inside. It was Sasuke and Karin, and they seemed to be having an argument.
          "Why, Sasuke-kun?" Karin asked, her voice sounding tearful. "Why wouldn't you let me help you?"
          "Because, Karin, your chakra was far too low. If you would have tried, it would have killed you." Sasuke answered her, his voice its usual monotone.
          "I don't care about that. You know I would give my life for you. Better that than having her touch you." she said, a hint of venom creeping into her voice.
          "Don't be jealous, Karin. I don't have anything for Sakura, and she knows that now. There was no reason for you to attack her. She was just doing what she was told to do."
          Karin huffed. "How can you take her side? She's from Konoha. The village that ruined your brother's life when they ordered the murder of..."
          "Enough, Karin!" Sasuke snapped, interrupting her. "Konoha will pay for what they did to the Uchiha. And Sakura is now under the protection of Madara, not the Leaf Village. His reasons for keeping her here are not my concern, but as long as she is here, you will treat her as an ally. Do you understand?"
          There was a long silence. "I understand." Karin finally replied in a pouty voice.
          Sakura's eyes narrowed. What were they talking about? Were they seriously suggesting that Konoha was responsible for Itachi's crimes against his own family? Surely there was some mistake. The Third Hokage believed in peace. He would never have ordered something as depraved as that. But if Sasuke believed it, that would explain his behavior towards her. Not wanting to hear any more, Sakura slipped past the door and continued down the hall. Her head was already full of confusion, the last thing she needed was more. She reached Hidan's room without further incident. The mess in front of the wall had been cleared away, leaving only the gaping hole as proof that anything had happened at all. Slipping inside, she quickly found what she was looking for. Demon was sleeping in the windowsill, but he never stirred, not even when the drawer on the dresser slid shut with a dull thud.
          Reaching her room once more, she found that Hidan was still asleep. Good. If she managed to wake him with what she was about to do, she would know her experiment was working. Softly padding across the room, she halted at the foot of the bed. She glanced at Hidan, then at the kunai in her hand. A sudden bout of nerves twisted her stomach into a knot. What if it didn't work? Chewing on her lower lip, she reminded herself that regardless of what she did, it wouldn't kill her. Before she could talk herself out of it, Sakura drug the knife quickly across her palm, slicing it deeply. She held her breath as pain shot across her hand. Blood welled up from the wound, and a trickle of it ran down to drip on the carpet. Glancing up, she watched to see if Hidan reacted. He continued snoring, completely undisturbed.
          Okay, so nothing happened when she was injured in a regular way. But she already knew that. Otherwise, Hidan would have known when Karin had attacked her and would have come to help her immediately. Worrying her lip some more, she thought back to what Pein had told her. He had said that their mutual experience only happened when Hidan was performing one of his rituals. Her eyes landed on his pendant. The small piece of metal gleamed in the low light of the room. It was the same symbol Pein had drawn on Hidan's chest when they revived him. Was that the key to it all? There was only one way to find out. Dipping her finger in her own blood, Sakura began recreating the symbol on the inside of her wrist. She froze halfway through as fear washed over her. What the hell was she doing? She knew next to nothing about the way Hidan's rituals worked. What if she did something wrong and accidentally killed both of them, or worse, wound up back with Jashin?
          Taking a deep breath and steeling herself, Sakura pushed her doubts away. She was regaining control of her life. That's what she was doing. Jashin was the one responsible for leaving her in this whole mess anyway. If she screwed up and he didn't like it, he could just get over it. Finishing the triangle within the circle, she brought the kunai down on her palm, making a deep cut close to the first one. She had barely pulled her hand back, hissing in pain, when she heard Hidan moan. Glancing up, she was shocked to find him sitting up. He was staring at her, a look of utter disbelief on his face.

          Steam rose from the hot spring, making Hidan's vision hazy. Blinking his eyes to clear them, he looked around. Taking in the once familiar surroundings, his mouth twisted into a frown. This was his home village. The Village Hidden in Hot Water. He was sitting in one of the lesser known springs, close to the edge of the town. His frown deepened and his amethyst eyes grew hard. Fuck, how he hated this place. Once a proud shinobi village, it was now reduced to a mere tourist attraction. All because the elders thought selling out their pride and way of life was worth a few extra dollars. Hell, Kakuzu would have loved it here. He started to stand up and leave when he looked down to discover that he was completely naked, save for the pendant around his neck. Sliding back down in the water, he let it slosh around his chest. How in the name of Jashin did he get back here anyway?
          Movement ahead of him caught his attention. It was difficult to make out what it was because of the heavy vapor rising from the water around him. He saw a blur of pink first, followed by pale peach. Then it came close enough for him to see clearly and he froze. He felt his mouth drop open as Sakura approached him. She had a seductive smile on her face, her green eyes darkened with lust. And she was completely naked. Stepping lightly into the spring, she waded over to him. The water swirled lazily around her hipbones, and shielded her lower half from his view. But when she stopped less than a foot from him, Hidan found himself face-to-chest with the nicest pair of breasts he had ever seen. Not very big, but they were the perfect size for her slender frame. They were round and firm, and her dusky pink nipples were stiff, just begging for some attention. Mute with shock, he could only stare up at her as she reached out and trailed a moist finger down his face. Her touch was warm, and he felt his eyelids droop as his body responded. Desire set his veins on fire and he was suddenly, painfully hard. Fuck, he wanted her with an intensity he never knew existed.
          Leaning forward, he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her to him. She obediently sunk to her knees, straddling his lap. When they were face to face, Hidan lifted a wet hand and cupped her cheek. A stray droplet of water escaped from under his fingers, following the line of her chin before hovering a moment and falling to the expanse of smooth skin below. He was about to kiss her when he felt her hand over his, drawing it away. Her smile turned playful, and when he looked down, she was drawing a kunai from the water with her other hand. He raised an eyebrow in curiosity, but didn't resist her. She couldn't kill him, after all, so there was no need to worry. He watched entranced as she brought the knife between them and let it hover over his captured hand. Turning it palm up, she let the tip of the blade lightly dig into his flesh.
          Hidan's breath caught in his throat and excitement swept over him. He tightened his grip on her waist as he met her gaze. 'Do it.' he silently pleaded with her. Nodding as if she had read his mind, she applied more pressure on the blade, dragging it down his palm in one slow sweep. Blood trickled from the wound and dripped down to mix with the water below them. The pain came seconds later, spreading across his hand. Embracing it, he savored the pleasure that immediately followed. As Sakura pulled the kunai back, she leaned forward to kiss him hungrily. Hidan moaned in her mouth an instant before he bolted upright in bed, wide awake.
          Three things registered in his mind as awareness settled around him. One, he must have been dreaming, because he was still at the Akatsuki base, in Sakura's bedroom. Two, Sakura was still in front of him, kunai in hand. Only she was dressed and blood was dripping from her palm, not his. And three, he could still feel the sensation of pleasure mixed with pain in his hand. Glancing down, his eyes widened when he could find no wound there. Realization dawned and he looked back up at Sakura in disbelief. No, surely she didn't. He let his eyes roam over her until they landed on Jashin's symbol, worked in blood on the inside of her wrist. She had two cuts on her palm, instead of one. She must have used her own blood to make the circumscribed triangle.
          Lifting his eyes, Hidan watched her closely. She had an almost triumphant look on her face, and he could see a hint of desire residing there as well. Evidently, she was feeling just as good as he was. She was watching him too, and as she did so, she lifted the kunai and trailed it down the inside of her arm. It was just hard enough to break the skin. Hidan sucked in his breath as he felt his own arm begin to tingle and burn. No pleasure followed it, so he embraced it for both of them. He was pleased when desire washed over her features, darkening her green eyes. Excitement flooded him. Pein had been right. They really did share the same feelings during a ritual. Then she gave him an innocent smile. That one look was his undoing. Lust replaced the pleasure, and he suddenly wanted her more than he'd ever wanted anything in his life.
          Sakura had to bite back a moan as pleasure raced through her body. She couldn't believe it. It actually worked! Glancing up at Hidan, she smiled apologetically. She really should have told him what she was going to do. But she figured that catching him off guard would be the best way to know for sure it was working. Meeting his eyes, her breath caught in her throat at the way he was looking at her. His stare was almost feral, and his violet eyes seemed to swirl with intensity. Suddenly uncomfortable, Sakura broke away from his gaze and looked at her hand. Blood was still seeping out of the wounds, staining the carpet beneath her. She'd better stop now and heal herself before she had blood everywhere.
          She started lowering the kunai, ready to drop it to the floor, when Hidan's voice halted her. "Don't stop." he said in an almost hoarse whisper.
          "What?" she asked, slightly shocked by his command.
          "For fuck's sake, Sakura, I said don't stop." he answered forcefully. His voice sounded strained, and when Sakura met his gaze again, she nearly gasped. The raw need she saw written in his eyes was overpowering. What had she just done? The kunai slipped from her grip to land on the floor as she took a step back. She was in over her head. She had just loosed the tiger from its cage, with no way to close the door again. Her eyes widened when he slowly rose from the bed and advanced on her.
          Hidan watched as a hint of fear crossed her face at his words. She stared at him before dropping the kunai and backing up. It was as if she just realized what she was doing was actually affecting him. Hell, that was putting it mildly. She had just done one of the sexiest things he had ever seen. He wanted to tackle her to the floor right there and fuck her senseless. But first, he wanted her to know exactly what she had him feeling. He might not be patient, but he had control. And if she was going to play with him like this, he would have to teach her how it was done.
          Climbing out of the bed, he stalked over to her. She didn't move, just stared at him, wide eyed and waiting. When he reached her, Hidan wrapped his hands around her upper arms and pulled her flush against him. She didn't resist him, and when he touched her, her fear vanished as if it had never been. His gaze roamed her face, taking her in. She had her head tilted back, staring directly into his eyes. A light blush was beginning to form on her cheeks. Her mouth was parted slightly, and he stared at her lips, fascinated. Her innocent expression was pure temptation. Leaning down, he tightened his grip and kissed her.
          Sakura hesitated as their lips met. From the way he had reacted to her experiment and the looks he had just given her, she knew exactly where this was leading. But was she ready? Playtime was officially over, and if she was going to stop him, it had to be now. If she let him continue, there would be no going back for her. Drawing back, she looked him in the eyes. He watched her, subconsciously holding his breath. Her gaze was met with desire, and something else. His eyes pleaded with her to not reject him. Sakura was touched by the sadness she saw in his depths. He looked so open and vulnerable, and it struck a chord in her soul.
          Sakura cupped his cheek with her uninjured hand and gave him a reassuring smile. Sliding her palm along his jawline, Sakura curled her fingers around the back of his neck. Pulling his head down, she captured his lips. He let her kiss him softly at first, relishing the feel of her lips against his, but that didn't last long. With her acceptance, Hidan quickly regained control and practically devoured her mouth. Sakura couldn't help the little jolt of excitement that went through her. It was empowering to think that someone wanted her as much as he did right now. Feeling bolder under his attentions, she kissed him back with equal force. She felt one of his hands tangle in her hair as his tongue pressed her lips for entrance. Leaning into him, Sakura tilted her head and opened her mouth. With a powerful thrust, he claimed her mouth. It nearly took her breath, and she had to grab his waist to steady herself.
          Hidan let his other hand trail down her arm. When he reached her injured hand, he wrapped his fingers around it and pressed his thumb into the wounds. Sakura hissed as the dulled pain intensified. It didn't last long however, as pleasure replaced it. She had to admit, the sensations she was experiencing with Hidan were wonderful. The feelings washing over her made her insides melt. As it reached its height, she moaned softly into his mouth. The sound seemed to calm him somewhat, and he ceased his demanding exploration to gently stroke her tongue. Stepping backward, he brought her with him until they reached the foot of the bed. Without breaking contact, he turned with her and lowered her until her back was resting against the mattress. This new position forced them closer together, and Sakura could feel his desire pressing against her leg as he leaned over her.
          Hidan gently pulled her tongue into his mouth and sucked on it before letting her go and standing up. He gazed down at her for a moment before leaning over and retrieving the fallen kunai from the floor. Sakura braced herself against the mattress and pulled herself fully onto the bed. Hidan followed her up, and when she saw what he had in his hand, she sat up and her eyes grew big. What was he planning to do with that? She didn't have much time to think about it, because he had settled on his knees in front of her and was running his free hand up her leg. When he reached her thigh, his fingers wandered inward. Gripping gently, he pulled her leg to the side and scooted closer.
          Sakura's breath hitched. His close proximity was making her heart race. Then he was touching her again, running his fingers upward, over the material of her shorts until he reached her waist. Sliding his hand under the edge of her shirt, he lightly stroked her stomach. Sakura felt her belly tighten as he teased her sensitive skin. Her eyes slid shut as his fingers wandered higher. When he reached her sternum, he flattened his hand out and pressed gently until she was once again lying flat against the mattress. Opening her eyes, she gazed up at him. He withdrew his hand and leaned over her. She thought he was going to kiss her again, but instead, he let his mouth hover near her ear as he whispered to her.
          "Jashin rewards those who serve him very well. And tonight I'm going to show you just how fucking awesome it is."
          He pressed a soft kiss to her neck before sitting back up. Drawing his hand forward slowly, he let the flat of the kunai trail against her other leg. The cool metal sent chills across her skin, making excitement rush through her. Higher he went, until he reached her stomach. Sakura gasped as he deftly turned it, and in one quick slash, cut through her shirt and bra. The material slid apart, baring her to his gaze. The air hitting her skin made her feel exposed, and she tried to cover herself. Hidan grabbed her hand, stopping her. Bringing it to his lips, he kissed her palm before placing it beside her head and releasing it. Then he did the same with her other hand, letting his tongue slide over her seeping cuts, licking off the excess blood. As he brought her hand to rest beside her head, he kissed her hard. When he drew back, Sakura's tongue darted across her swollen lips, and she could taste the coppery tang of her own blood.
          Hidan gazed down at the woman beneath him. She looked so beautiful, with her pink locks fanned out on the pillow and her green eyes wide. Her pale skin was soft and smooth, and the gentle rise and fall of her breasts taunted him mercilessly. She was so open before him, he could have her stuck and bleeding before she would have time to blink. On a whim, he brought the weapon in his hand up and let the blade rest against the base of her neck. Her fingers twitched reflexively, but she made no move to stop him. Lightly, he ran the kunai down her chest, between the valley of her breasts and across her flat stomach. Her breathing became more rapid and he watched a tremor make its way down her belly. He met her gaze, a mixture of uncertainty and fear.
          "Hidan..." she started.
          "Shh. Don't move. You're gonna love this shit." he told her.
          Raising the kunai, he made a small slice across his chest. Alarmed by what he was doing, Sakura tried to sit up. Her chest started burning and she released a tiny cry as the pain hit them both at the same time. Hidan closed his eyes and it quickly morphed to pleasure. A groan escaped from her lips as she fell back to the mattress. Her rational mind told her to stop him, this was insane. She had just parted her lips to speak when he opened his eyes. His gaze was piercing, and the way he was looking at her made her breath catch in her throat. It was like his whole being was laid bare before her.
          Understanding swept over her. He wasn't trying to hurt her, or scare her. He was showing her who he was. No, who they were. Because as long as she was tied to him, his service to Jashin would be a part of her life. She could either fight it or accept it. Resisting it would be what she was supposed to do, but she already knew it would be futile. And the thought of indulging was very tempting. He could give her all the pleasure she could handle. All she had to do was bear the few seconds of pain beforehand. She had to admit, the element of danger was exciting as well. He could take her to the limit of human endurance without worry of falling over the edge. Her decision must have shown on her face, because the corners of Hidan's mouth twitched upward into a smile right before he made another cut below the first one.
          Sakura closed her eyes as desire washed over them. It was intoxicating, the mixture of pleasure and pain. And it was even better knowing Hidan felt the exact same thing. The wave of feeling had barely started to ebb when she felt another sharp sting over her ribs. The third cut was deeper, and she threw her head back and moaned. The fourth cut came faster, making her back arch, and she moved her hands to clutch at the sheets beneath her. Her brain was growing hazy under his ministrations, and the world fell away until the only thing left was the two of them. The last cut he made was very deep, and the blood from his wounds dripped down, landing on her exposed stomach. It was warm and wet, and every splatter sent fire racing across her skin. She was trembling again, this time under the force of their combined lust.
          Unable to resist touching her any longer, Hidan dropped the kunai to the bed. He splayed his fingers wide over her stomach. Moving slowly, he rubbed large circles over her abdomen, smearing his blood. The crimson liquid was warm and slick, and Sakura's breathy moans as he traced over her skin had him craving more. Reaching up, he cupped her cheek with his other hand, and she opened her eyes. The heated look she gave him made his gut clench, and he leaned forward to capture her parted lips. She kissed him back fiercely, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. He let his tongue tangle with hers before claiming dominance. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, fingers burying in his hair. Her legs drew up around him, trying to draw him closer.
          Sakura nearly whimpered as Hidan broke off to kiss his way down the column of her throat. She tilted her head back and tightened her grip on his hair. Everywhere he touched her left trails of fire racing across her skin. And when his mouth finally closed over her breast, the ecstasy that swept over her made her body arch up into his. The movement bumped his chest, and he groaned as a fresh wave of pleasure swept over them. He bit down lightly on her nipple, and then released it to blow gently across it. Switching breasts, he lavished attention on her until her nails were digging into his scalp. She moaned loudly, the sound making him harden to the point of pain. A fine sheen of sweat broke out on his body, and he could ignore the demand no longer. Wrapping a hand around her waist, he pulled her against him, grinding into her core. He wanted her to feel just how much he needed her right now.
          Sakura's breathing became ragged as she felt herself grow wet from the contact. She was so hot; she knew she would burn up alive at any second. And when he pressed closer to kiss her again, she couldn't prevent the whimper that escaped her. She had to have him, now. Releasing his hair, she ran her hands slowly down his sweat slick back. Her fingers slid over his defined muscles, hardened from life as a shinobi. When she reached the waistband of his pants, she slid her hands underneath until she was tracing the curve of his butt. Damn, he had a nice ass. Curling her fingers, Sakura dug her nails into his taunt flesh.
          Unable to control himself any longer, Hidan broke away. Grabbing the top of her shorts, he pulled them and her underwear off in one swift motion. After shedding his own pants, he paused to look at her, completely exposed before him. Grabbing her knees with both hands, he gently parted them. She was already ready for him, her pink curls damp with moisture. His body was screaming at him to take her, but he just had to touch her. Running a hand down the inside of her thigh, he let his fingers brush across her swollen cleft. She whimpered again, and her hips lifted of their own accord, seeking relief. Her lust hit him as well, and he obliged her unspoken request. He wanted to tease her more, watching as she writhed for him, but the way things were going, he wouldn't last much longer. Getting a good grip on her hips, he thrust inside of her, burying himself up to the hilt.
          Sakura bit back a scream as Hidan entered her. The ecstasy that claimed her was nearly overwhelming. He moaned as well, tightening his hold on her in an effort to keep still. Her body barely had time to adjust to his invasion before he was moving again. Pulling back slightly, he thrust into her again. Sakura lifted her hips and met him with equal force. Releasing her, Hidan leaned forward and grabbed her hands, stretching them high over her head. Then his lips came crashing down on hers as his body picked up a fast tempo. The combined assault sent them both into a frenzy, and Sakura tightened her grip on his hands as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. The friction between them was incredible. Her body tightened, pulling him in deeper, until she felt herself begin to spiral upwards. Hidan broke their kiss to bury his face in her neck.
          "Oh, fuck!" the words were cried into her skin as he lost control. Sakura wrapped her legs around him as he thrust into her helplessly. Then her orgasm hit her as he came, and she was sailing free, completely lost to the world. She floated momentarily, bathed in light, before crashing back down to awareness. When she could finally open her eyes, she found that Hidan had released her arms and was leaning on his elbows, his whole body trembling. Wrapping her arms around him, she held him close until his breathing had steadied and he stopped shaking.
          Regaining control, Hidan rolled off of Sakura. Lying on his side, he watched as she turned her head to look at him. A stray strand of hair fell across her face, and he swept it aside. Locking gazes, they stared at each other, saying nothing. Then she smiled at him. He grinned back at her. "See, I told you, fucking awesome."
          Rolling her eyes, Sakura lightly slapped him on the chest. "You're impossible."
          Her blow landed on one of his cuts, and she sucked in her breath as her own chest started stinging. Before she had time to breathe again, Hidan had pulled her into him and was kissing her fiercely. When he finally broke away for air, he stared at her. Sakura felt a blush creep up her cheeks, suddenly self-conscious under his intense gaze. Glancing downward, she tried to ignore the fact that she was lying there naked, covered in blood. Wrinkling her nose, she looked back up at him. "I need a shower." she said.
          Nodding, Hidan released her. She shakily climbed out of the bed and headed for the bathroom. He followed her in, and after she turned the shower on and the water warmed up, stepped in with her. Her blush deepened. She had never showered with someone else before. But she had to admit, she enjoyed every moment of it. Hidan stood behind her, letting her have the water first. As she washed off, she had to keep moving around his hands. He just couldn't resist touching her. Finally, she relinquished the washcloth to him, and he finished soaping her up. When he reached her arms and washed his symbol off her arm, a small wave of sadness swept over her as their connection was broken. But it was quickly forgotten when he pulled her back into his chest and started softly kissing her neck.
          When the water turned cold, long after she was clean, Sakura turned the shower off and stepped out. She dried off slowly, occasionally glancing over at Hidan as he did the same. The man had a body the gods would be jealous of. And if she wasn't so damn tired, she would tackle him right there and demand another round. But she was exhausted, both mentally and physically. So as soon as they were finished, she walked back into the bedroom. Hidan helped her change the sheets, and they crawled into bed. Claiming the softest pillow, Sakura lay on her stomach. Hidan lay on his side, facing her. She watched him as he scooted closer, and began rubbing her bare back. A satisfied moan slipped past her lips. He pulled the sheet up over both of them, and his body heat began seeping into her side. Her vision grew hazy under his relaxing efforts, and it wasn't long until she was fast asleep.
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