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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 7
          Pein was sitting behind his desk, fingers laced in front of him when Hidan and Sakura walked in. He seemed deep in thought, and didn't acknowledge them when they approached. Hidan cleared his throat, and Pein glanced up, studied them for a long moment, and then spoke.
          "Sakura-san, you were wondering what was causing the fits you've been having. I now have the answer for you."
          Sakura brightened and was about to ask what it was, when Hidan looked between them. "What the hell are you talking about? She has fits?"
          Pein glanced at him, a look of long-suffering on his face. "Yes, Hidan-san. I'm about to explain it, if you'll be patient a second. But let's start from the beginning. After Sakura and I brought you back, you both seemed changed. The first difference I noticed was that your chakra signatures were not the same ones you had before. And the new chakra pattern you both have is identical."
          Hidan just stared at him and Sakura nodded. She would have been shocked too had she not already been told about it by Kisame. Pein continued. "I'm not sure whether this is a result of the jutsu we used or not. Regardless of the reason, it seems that the two of you are now connected. I can't tell you how long it will last or how deep the connection goes, but I can tell you what I have noticed so far.
          "It seems that the two of you can't be separated for long periods of time. Whenever you leave, Hidan-san, Sakura seems to get very depressed and starts moping. As soon as you return, she is back to her normal self again. And judging by how tired you both look, I'm guessing the last time either of you got any amount of sleep was when you took her to your room. Is that correct?" he asked.
          Hidan and Sakura both nodded their affirmation, and then looked at each other, surprised. "Also, whenever you are performing one of your rituals, she experiences everything you do." Pein added.
          "What! Are you fucking serious?" Hidan asked, glancing over at Sakura. She was standing silently beside him, her head dropped. From the look she had on her face, he guessed she was as shocked as he was.
          Sakura stared at the floor as her mind raced, trying to process his words. If what he was saying was true, then what she had been feeling was the pain of Hidan's sacrifices. While she thought she was dying, someone, somewhere else, was. Raising her head, she looked Pein straight in the eyes. "Pein-sama, are you certain that is what it is?"
          "Absolutely. I had Hidan followed when he went out earlier today, in order to prove my theory. Your attack of pain happened at exactly the same time he began his ritual, and in the same places on the body that he used his pike on. And once it was completed, you both passed out at the same time."
          "So, if he stops his sacrifices, I'll stop having these painful fainting spells?" she asked, a hopeful note in her voice.
          "I'm afraid it's a little more complicated than that. Hidan doesn't just perform his rituals because he wants to. They are what keep him immortal, so he can't stop. I know you were hoping he could refrain, but that's just not possible." Pein explained to her.
          Hidan glared at him. He wasn't comfortable with people knowing things about him that could possibly be exploited as a weakness. Sakura might not seem like the type to do that, and probably wasn't, but where he was raised, a trusting shinobi was a dead one. "Was that really fucking necessary?" he asked.
          Pein turned to the immortal and nodded. "I'm sorry Hidan-san, but she's just as involved in it as you are. She deserves to know."
          Hidan continued his rant with how disrespectful it was for Pein to follow him around when he was in the middle of a religious exercise. Sakura stood there as her mind absorbed this latest shock. Pein's logic seemed flawless. That meant that as long as they were connected, every time Hidan made a sacrifice, she would feel it. There was no cure, and as far as she knew, it wouldn't end until the connection was broken. Fear threatened to overwhelm her. Pushing it aside for the moment, she concentrated on analyzing everything else he said. Their combined chakra would explain the new differences in eye color. At least that part made sense now. And if they were forced to work together, they would have a definite tactical advantage. Their opponents would only sense one enemy, not two. That would be perfect for ambush style fighting.
          It was no wonder Pein refused to send her home. Not only was she an asset to the Akatsuki, but a weakness as well. If she and Hidan were still connected when she returned, then Konoha would have an easy means to either kill or disable him. All they would have to do would be to wait until he was performing a ritual, then use her to strike. Then all of Pein's efforts to bring him back and strengthen the organization would be for nothing. If it worked in reverse, that is. She would have to find out for sure.
          "Now," Pein said when he finally got tired of Hidan's complaining and interrupted him. "this is what you're going to do. I want Sakura moved into your room, Hidan-san. Neither one of you are any good to me walking around like half dead zombies."
          Sakura started to protest, but was stopped when Pein raised his hand for silence. "Where you sleep in the room is not my concern as long as you do so."
          "Also, Sakura is solely your responsibility from now on." Pein continued, turning back to Hidan. "You can take her with you when you go out. There's no need to restrict her movements anymore. I'm pretty sure she understands what will happen if she decides to leave us. If she does make that mistake, it's up to you to bring her back and punish her as you see fit. That is all, you are both dismissed."
          Hidan gave Pein a mock salute, then turned and left the room. As he walked, he let his mind wrap around what the orange haired shinobi had just told him. Sakura was tied to him, both physically and emotionally. And it had started from the time they had revived him. It had to be an intervention from Jashin. There was no other explanation for it. But why? The death god had little use for things like relationships. So he must have some sort of plan that required both of them. Glancing behind him, he watched Sakura as she stared at the floor, following him blindly. She had been awfully accepting of everything. He began to suspect that maybe she knew something more about what was going on than she was telling. Whatever it was, he would find out in time, and that, he had in spades.
          Sakura followed Hidan down the stairs. She was running on autopilot, her mind locked in a mental battle with itself. As she struggled to accept her new reality, she was trying to shut it out at the same time. This wasn't happening, it just wasn't possible. People couldn't get locked together like this, couldn't feel what the other was doing physically. But if everything she had been told was true, Jashin really hadn't been joking when he said she had no choice in the matter. She was halfway down the hallway when she realized she couldn't breathe. She started gasping for air as denial hit her hard. She had to get out, now. She would get back to Konoha, explain everything to Tsunade, and together they would fix it all. This insanity would end and things would return to normal.
          In a panic, she took off at a dead run. Rapid footsteps followed her, and she thought she heard a shout, but she ignored it and kept going. If she could make it past the front door, she would be free. They would never be able to catch her once she was outside. Coming to a halt at the chakra barrier, she rapidly began forming the hand signs she had subconsciously memorized when she watched Hidan leave earlier that day. She had just finished the last one and felt the chakra seal fall when she was slammed into the wall from behind. She didn't have to look to know who it was.
          Hidan had managed to grab her hands, and had her bodily pressed into the wall. Her chest was squished and she could feel the coolness of the plaster on her cheek and thighs. The weight on her back kept her from moving enough to retaliate or struggle. Her panic intensified and her body tensed as she felt his breath on her neck. He could do anything he wanted to her right now, and she would be powerless to stop it. Closing her eyes, she pushed down the urge to fight him. She was caught, and resisting would only worsen whatever Hidan planned on doing to her for trying to escape.
          After a moment, he spoke. "Sakura, you need to calm the fuck down. I didn't ask for this shit either, but we're stuck with it. Freaking out will only make things worse. Now, why don't we go get your clothes and talk about it some more in my room?"
          She didn't answer right away, and several minutes passed in silence as they both tried to steady their rapid breathing. Hidan's close proximity worked its magic, eating away at her distress and replacing it with a feeling of serenity. As her mind calmed, Sakura's body began to stir. Her stomach knotted and she felt herself relax as the heat from his body seeped through her clothing, countering the coolness of the wall in front of her. His breath whispering over the skin of her neck no longer made her feel threatened, and instead, made chill bumps break out on her arms. He didn't seem inclined to move anytime soon, and the pressure from his body against hers made her insides tingle. A blush crossed her face at her body's traitorous reaction. Clamping down on her hormones, she focused on her situation.
          Taking a deep breath, Sakura nodded. He was right. Freaking out would only cause her to make stupid mistakes. She needed some time to think. Her head was still reeling from Pein's meeting and her reaction to Hidan. But at least for now she had it under control. Maybe she could come up with a way to break the effects of the jutsu on her own. She hated this feeling of dependency. It reminded her too much of the way her life was before Tsunade accepted her as an apprentice. Always having to rely on others because she couldn't do it herself. She would not be that way again. Ever.
          Hidan released her and stepped back. Her jade eyes flashed fire at him before she headed in the opposite direction, towards her room. He figured she would be angry when he stopped her from escaping, but he never expected to see the hint of desire in her eyes when she glared at him. The combination of defiance and lust in her gaze made his body react. Trying his best to ignore it, Hidan swiftly resealed the door and followed her. It was amazing to him that she had learned how to unlock the seal after only seeing it one time. Few shinobi could undo such a complicated jutsu so quickly. He was curious to see just how talented a ninja she was.
          Sakura reached her door only to discover that the seal keeping it locked had already been dispelled. Turning the knob, she pushed it open and stepped inside. Hidan stood in the doorway, watching as she gathered up the few articles of clothing that Konan had given her. Finished, she silently followed him to his room and walked inside when he held the door open for her. He cleared out the top drawer of his dresser for her use, and after she had stowed her things away, sat on the edge of the bed. She was tired, all the fight drained out of her in the few minutes it took to grab her clothes.
          Glancing around his room, Sakura was suddenly nervous. She wanted to sleep, but there was no way she was going to share a bed with him. And it wasn't just the fact that she didn't trust him. After what happened in the hallway a few minutes ago, she didn't trust herself either. Looking from the pillows to Hidan, she shook her head. "I'm not sleeping in the same bed with you."
          Hidan smirked and leaned against the dresser. If she thought he was chivalrous and would sleep on the floor while she was cozy and comfortable in his bed, she had another thing coming. "If you don't fucking like it, the floor's not crowded." he said, earning a glare. "Besides, I didn't do anything to you the last time, did I? If I remember correctly, it was you who didn't make a very good bed partner."
          Sakura blushed in embarrassment. He just had to bring that up. "Yeah, sorry about that. Anyway," she said, changing the subject. "Do you have any idea how long this connection will last?"
          "No. Do you?"
          "No."
          Silence...
          The awkward tension mounted in the room as Sakura and Hidan watched each other. Her eyes followed his hand as he lifted it and ran it through his short silver hair. Unable to stand the quiet any longer, she averted her gaze and started fingering the blanket beneath her. "Hidan-san, are you sure that you have to keep making sacrifices?"
          Hidan straightened and walked over to stand in front of her. Cupping her chin in his hand, he lifted her head until their eyes met. "Yes." he answered. Then he gave her a wicked grin. "But you can't deny that you enjoy it. There is nothing on this fucked up planet that compares to the rush that follows death."
          She shook her head, but she knew he could see the truth in her eyes. Even if it hurt like hell, she did enjoy how relaxed and serene she felt afterward. "But don't you think killing people for it is just a little bit wrong?"
          He shrugged, but didn't let go of her chin. "Everyone has to die sometime." His eyes looked sad for an instant, and then it disappeared. Releasing her, he stepped back. "I'm not gonna sit around and argue with you. I'm tired as hell. I hope Pein was right and I'll get some sleep tonight. And you better not kick me again, or your ass will be sleeping on the floor with the cat." he said in mock irritation.
          "Just don't do anything to get kicked, and I won't have anything to worry about." she shot back, trying to keep the nervousness out of her voice.
          Hidan quickly turned his back to her. She had a feeling he was upset over what she just said, but she couldn't tell for sure. When he spoke again, his voice was quiet. "Sakura, Jashin-sama entrusted you to me for some reason. So, out of all the people in the world, you are probably the safest with me. I'm not going to hurt you..." Turning his head, he looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "...any more than necessary. Now let's get some sleep before I pass out fucking standing up."
          Sighing, Sakura gave in. Too tired to argue, she slipped off her sandals and lay down. They were both adults, right? It should be no big deal to share a bed and be civil about it. Scooting as close to the edge as she could, she pulled the sheet up to her chin and closed her eyes. She listened to Hidan moving around the room and Demon's light pattering as he scurried from one place to another. Soon, she felt the bed shift as Hidan settled down beside her. She was still nervous, but her rebellious body was soon relaxed and she felt her mind start to drift. The last thing she heard was the sound of Hidan quietly muttering and Demon purring as he settled on the bed between them.

          Hidan woke first, the sound of the pounding rain outside pulling him from sleep. He glanced over to see that Sakura had rolled onto her stomach in the middle of the night and had her face buried in the pillow. A calm feeling swept over him as he watched the rise and fall of her back as she breathed. He had no idea why Jashin had sent her to him, and in truth, he had no idea what he should do about it. He had been alone since leaving his home village, and for the most part, preferred it that way. Now they were stuck together indefinitely.
          It wasn't so bad though. She was pretty, skilled, and had a temper that matched his own. Reaching over, he rolled a strand of her hair through his fingers. It was such an unusual color, but he found that he liked it. Releasing her, he sat up and dropped his legs over the side of the bed. Stretching, he yawned and ran a hand through his hair. Demon stretched as well and stalked up the bed. He curled up on the abandoned pillow, seeking the residual warmth left behind. Hidan's stomach growled loudly. He realized that once again, he had missed dinner in favor of sleep.
          Sakura awoke to the sound of the rain pounding on the glass outside. It was later than she normally got up, but her exhaustion was gone. Her emotions were stable, with no trace of the yawning emptiness that had been bothering her. In fact, she felt quite peaceful. So much so, that she could just lay there and not move forever. Then she remembered that she wasn't alone.
          Lifting her head, she turned it to see that Hidan was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, stretching. He slept only in a pair of pants and nothing else. Then she realized that the whole time she had known him, she had never seen him with a shirt on. Not once. He hadn't noticed that she was up yet, so she let her gaze roam his muscular back. She practically drooled over his perfectly toned form and lightly tanned skin. There wasn't a scar to be seen anywhere, no sign at all that just a week ago he had been torn up like a broken jigsaw puzzle. Jashin must have blessed him with an incredible healing ability. Well, if she had to have a bed partner, an attractive one wasn't a bad bonus. Reining in her thoughts before they wandered too far, she rolled onto her back and waited for Hidan to turn around.
          The bed shifted behind Hidan and he turned to see that Sakura was awake. She had rolled onto her back and was watching him. Her green eyes were calm and she had a thoughtful expression on her face. Sitting up, she turned away from him. Sliding out of the bed, she stretched before leaning down to pull her sandals on. He couldn't help but let his eyes wander over her small frame as she did so. Maybe this whole roommate thing wasn't such a bad idea. Especially if she always looked so good first thing in the morning. As she slid the last one on, her stomach rumbled loudly and she blushed. Hidan grinned.
          "Are you hungry? We did miss dinner last night." he asked.
          "Starved. Let's go eat breakfast." she replied.
          "As you wish, Sakura-hime." he said as she glared at him. She really hated it when he called her that. But he just couldn't resist getting a rise out of her. She was gorgeous when she was pissed. Then an idea came to him. "Hey, let's get some training in afterwards. I don't know about you, but I'm feeling really fucking rusty."
          Sakura's face softened. It had been awhile since she had a good workout, and it would be a good opportunity to see what Hidan could do. "Sure, but will I be allowed to? I am technically still a hostage, you know."
          "I'm sure Pein won't mind if we stick with taijutsu. And who gives a damn what he thinks anyway? I'm in charge of what you do, remember?"
          Nodding, Sakura did her best to finger comb her hair into order. With a frown, she turned and looked at Hidan. "Afterward, can I go get a few things? If I'm going to be here awhile, I'll need more than a couple changes of clothes."
          Hidan sighed. Going shopping was the last thing on his list of things to do, but he supposed it was unavoidable. "Are you always going to be this fucking difficult?"
          "Yes."
          "Fine. Let's go eat breakfast."

          Sakura stood in the training room, looking around. It was massive and bare, with stone walls and a polished wooden floor. Weapons stands lined the walls and a few benches were scattered between. She had to admit, it was impressive. Standing opposite was Hidan, wearing only a pair of dark blue pants and his pendant. Following his lead, she removed her shoes and set them against the closest wall. The cold of the floor seeped up through the soles of her feet, sending goose bumps up her legs. But it was a nice change compared to the heat of the summer air in the rest of the building.
          Dropping to a defensive stance, she signaled to Hidan that she was ready. He dropped into a similar pose. Neither moved for a long moment, sizing the other up. Excitement coursed through Sakura. She would get to test her skills against an S-class shinobi without her life being in danger. She hoped. A rare occurrence, and she fully intended to learn as much as she could. She was surprised at how easily Pein had agreed to it. Either he trusted her far too easily, or that's what he wanted her to think.
          "Come on, Sakura! I'm not gonna fucking stand around all day. It's impossible to hurt me, so let's see what you've got." Hidan complained loudly.
          Taking the bait, Sakura charged. Her eyes narrowed in concentration and her bare feet thumped lightly on the floor as she ran. Reaching her target, she drew back and aimed a hard punch at his face. Just as she thought she made contact, he dodged, leaning to the right before jumping out of range. Without losing momentum, she followed. This time she tried to kick his legs out from under him. Hidan easily jumped over her attack, once again landing out of range. Damn, he was quick. But then again, she was just getting started. Dropping to a crouch, she sprang into the air, flipping over his head to land just behind him. Bringing her elbow forward, she tried to plant it in his back. Once again, empty air met her efforts. Letting her body follow the movement, she turned as she attacked, staying as close to him as possible.
          A flurry of punches and one roundhouse kick later and she still hadn't managed to even scratch him. Frustration began to set in. After her medic jutsu, taijutsu was her specialty, and he was showing her up like a rank genin. Out of range once again, Hidan began laughing. "I know you are better than that. Hit me already, bitch!" he taunted her.
          Sakura's lips set in a hard line of determination as she charged him. At the last second, she swerved and began running a wide circle around him. Maybe she would have more luck if he didn't know when an attack came. As she ran, she gathered chakra into her fist. When she approached his left side, she turned in, and aimed her punch at his ribs. This time he blocked it with his arm. The force of her blow pushed him back, but he managed to stay on his feet. Encouraged, Sakura followed through, delivering a swift kick to his torso.
          He didn't try to dodge, but took the blow purposely. As soon as her foot made contact with his stomach, he grabbed it. She was already aiming another punch at his head when he used her captured leg to knock her off balance. With a squeak, she landed on her back. Using the momentum of her fall, she rolled backwards, pulling her foot out of his grasp. Regaining her feet, she did a backflip out of his range. She was suddenly on the defensive. As she landed, she was surprised to see that Hidan was no longer in front of her. Glancing around, she tried to find him. He was gone. It was almost like he had just disappeared.
          Stilling, she tried to detect his chakra. The only one she could feel was her own. Either he was masking it, or she couldn't feel it because it was the same as hers. Closing her eyes, she listened closely. Even the merest whisper of sound would give his location away. She waited for several long moments, but could hear nothing. Suddenly, she felt warm air tickle her neck. Her eyes snapped open and she whirled around to find herself staring into amused violet eyes. She smiled at him an instant before slamming a chakra laced fist into his face. He flew backwards, landing on his back several yards away.
          Not bothering to get up, Hidan laced his fingers behind his head and lay there. He was enjoying himself immensely. He loved watching her fluid body as she danced around him, trying her best to land a blow. Her pale hair framed her flashing jade eyes perfectly, and when she had closed them to try and find him, he couldn't resist teasing her a little. Not only was Sakura beautiful, she was quick and determined too. And even though he taunted and surprised her, she didn't lose her head in the fight. Now she approached him cautiously.
          When her face came into view, Hidan grinned at her. "Nice one. You totally fucking got me."
          A smirk crossed Sakura's face. "Are you finished already? I thought S-class shinobi had more stamina than this."
          Hidan's grin turned wicked. "Almost. I have just one more thing I want to do."
          Before she could react, Hidan rolled towards her, grabbing her legs and pulling them out from under her. She cried out as she fell, and landed on her back. Sakura tried to sit up, but was stopped by a weight settling on her stomach. Once again, Hidan had straddled her, pinning her down. She struggled, trying to shake him off of her, but his larger frame and heavier weight defeated her. She glared up at him. He stared down at her, a look she had never seen before glinting in his eyes. He leaned over her, his face hovering inches from her own.
          Long moments passed between them. Hidan stared deep into her eyes, his gaze piercing her to her very soul. Sakura's face went from angry to stunned when she realized what he was doing. He wanted her. She could see it clearly in the intensity of his amethyst orbs. A light blush crossed her cheeks and her lips parted slightly to accommodate her still rapid breathing. This caught his attention, and he broke away from her eyes to stare at her mouth.
          "Fucking beautiful." he whispered before closing the distance between them and capturing her lips.
          Sakura froze an instant before her body melted under his touch. Her muscles relaxed completely and her heart started pounding as desire raced through her body to light a fire in her stomach. His lips were soft, and he was kissing her gently, almost timidly, waiting on her to respond. Lost in the moment and the feelings sweeping through her, she kissed him back eagerly. With her consent, his kiss became more demanding. He released her hands to cup the back of her neck with one hand, while supporting his weight with the other. Pulling her lower lip into his mouth, Hidan bit down gently, making her gasp.
          Taking advantage of the sharp intake of breath, he slipped inside her mouth. Twining his agile tongue around hers, he easily won dominance. Sakura gripped his forearms and opened up for him, letting him explore at will. Each stroke sent desire through her body until she softly moaned in his mouth. Damn, he had a talented tongue. He pulled back a second later to catch his breath. Hidan grinned down at her, victory written all over his face. Sakura just smirked at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes. That was when he felt the tingle of chakra against his bare arms. Glancing down, his eyes widened in surprise. Oh, fuck.
          With a great heave, Hidan was sent sailing sideways across the room. Landing hard on his side, he rolled, regaining his feet as he came to a halt. Sakura was already up and rushing him, chakra still glowing from both fists. When she was halfway to him, she leapt into the air, twisting and landing on the ceiling. She never slowed her pace, her expert control keeping her upside down as she ran. When she was in range, she let herself fall, turning in midair. Hidan raised his arms defensively as she came crashing down on him. He managed to block her feet, but couldn't avoid her fists as she flipped to the floor and punched him in the stomach. He found himself flying backwards once more, coming to a stop when his back met the wall with a loud thud.
          When the world finally stopped moving, Sakura stood over him, foot planted against his neck. Panting slightly, she smiled triumphantly at him, making him laugh. "Not too bad. I'll have to get fucking serious next time." he said. His expression turned pained. "I guess we can go get your shit now."
          Releasing him, Sakura's smile turned sincere. "Thank you, Hidan-san. I appreciate it." She turned and headed out of the training room to shower and change. She needed some space to think. Her head was still reeling from Hidan's kiss. She almost couldn't believe it had happened. They were supposed to be enemies. He wasn't supposed to like her, and she wasn't supposed to enjoy his attentions. Had she finally completely lost her mind?
          Hidan stood and followed her out. The way she had just smiled at him made him want to see it all the time. And that thought made him very uncomfortable. Catching up to her, he glared. "But you better not spend all my money! I didn't get back pay for the time I spent in that damned hole. Pein, that fucking prick, he's almost as stingy as Kakuzu. And I don't want to be out all day either!" he complained. She just shook her head at the tirade and kept walking.

          Sakura peeked out from underneath her umbrella at the window they had stopped in front of. Leaning forward, she perused each title of the books displayed there. She had already gotten everything she needed, and now she was stalling for time. It wasn't that she didn't want to go back, she was just afraid of what would happen once she got there. Her mind kept going back to what happened in the training room. He had kissed her again, and this time, it was far from chaste. And she had enjoyed it entirely too much. She glanced over at Hidan, who did his best to look supremely bored. Once they were alone tonight, would he pursue her further? Most likely. And was she willing to go that far? She doubted it. It was too much, too fast. And it would complicate things exponentially. A relationship with Hidan would be a direct betrayal to Konoha. There would be no extenuating circumstances to excuse her. She would be turning her back on her village, and that thought scared her.
          "If you're not gonna get anything, let's go. I'm getting soaked as hell over here!" Hidan complained.
          Giving him an apologetic smile, Sakura rearranged her grip on her bags and started off down the street. She walked slowly, but before she knew it, the front doors of the Akatsuki's building were before her. Hidan stepped forward and unsealed it. Stepping inside, Sakura put her umbrella up. She was just about to start down the hallway when a chakra signature caught her attention. No, it couldn't be. It just wasn't possible. Dropping her bags, she ran down the short hallway to the common room. She froze. There, sitting on the couch with his arm slung over the shoulders of a thin redhead was the last person she ever expected to see again. He turned his head to look her way, his dark eyes as brooding and piercing as she remembered.
          "...Sasuke."
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