Phobia [[Hidan One Shot]] Pt.1/3

No one dared to speak after that. In seconds I was being helped up, yet again, but this time by Kisame. Even though Hidan and Deidara were a few metres away, everyone still backed up. We watched and waited.

“What the f*ck is wrong with you?!” Hidan yelled, his fist halfway in the air. Deidara’s hand gently touched his cheek as he made contact with the fuming immortal again.

“I was just trying to…”

“Trying to what? Scare her to f*cking death?! Are you seriously that stupid? She just finished telling us she was afraid of the water you f*cking moron!” his voice raised on every syllable which made me believe he truly was angry. But why? Why was he so angry?

“I didn’t think she was serious, un! Honestly, who the hell is afraid of water?!”

Fist met face again.

“She’s f*cking afraid of water and she almost f*cking DIED!”

“Why do you care so much, huh?!”

I couldn’t stand this anymore. The yelling, the arguing, the punches. It was worse than Hidan and Kakuzu on a good day…and that’s really bad. I found myself pushing my way through the tight crowd and start walking back to the campground. I felt all eyes on me but I didn’t care. Mixed emotions ran through me and I wasn’t about to let them out.

I was pissed off at Deidara, I was still scared out of my mind, being saved by Pein – of all people – but then having Hidan beat the living shit out of Deidara? Hidan. The immortality obsessed masochist of the entire Akatsuki who’s own religion forbids anything of what he did just now. He was defending me, sticking up for me and he’s worried about me. The fact that Deidara made me face something terrifying to me pissed him off, but why?

The yelling subsided in the distance as I found the campground. I quickly grabbed a towel and clothes and made my way to the tree again. As I took my time changing, I kept thinking of why Hidan would do such things in spite of me. Me. A girl. Totally against his religion. It upset me too. His grin…so cool and seductive. His body, so fit…attractive. There’s so much about him that makes him absolutely amazing, but no one can ever have him. No one, absolutely no one.

I finished getting dressed, walked out from behind the tree and made my way towards my sleeping bag. I threw the wet clothes on the ground – not like I’d be wearing them again – and sat down. Maybe what I needed was a nap…just a quick power nap…

~*~

I was woken up from the cool night breeze.

My eyes slowly opened and I realized I wasn’t at the campground anymore. It was dark, pitch black, but I could still make out the faint silhouettes of the trees along the path. It was then that I noticed I was being carried.

“Sorry, did I wake you?”

I nearly felt my heart stop beating as I recognized the voice. I couldn’t speak.

“I figured I’d take you back to the base…save you the trouble.”

“Hidan?” I craned my neck back to see if it was really him and to my amazement, it was.

“Yeah?”

I rethought what I was about to say. His religion…I felt like asking if what he was doing had anything against it when I knew the answer already. A sigh escaped my throat as I rested my head on his shoulder again. “Nevermind. If you want, I can walk…”

He said nothing and kept walking.

The majority of the walk was quiet. Just the sound of crickets and the occasional loon was heard close by, but nothing more than that. The odd bat would fly by and I’d watch it. I’d watch it just soar, flap it’s wings, fly away. Something I wish I could do every now and then. It wasn’t long before we got to the familiar grove in front of the hideout. Hidan stopped walking and gently placed me down own the ground beside him, one arm wrapped around my back to help keep my balance until I could stand on my own. Once I was standing properly he quickly removed his arm and beckoned me to go inside. I ignored the fact that he catered me and started walking towards the door. As I reached for the doorknob, I took a quick glance behind me. Hidan was following not too far behind me.

“Um, aren’t you going back?” I asked softly, not wanting to upset him any more than he already was. He continued walking, his expression emotionless.

“No.”

Well…okay then…

I turned back to the door, opened it and walked inside. My hand fumbled on the wall for a moment before I flicked on a few lights. Oh how I missed the luxuries of modern-days. I wasn’t even out camping for one night! Now that’s pathetic.

“___.” Hidan called. I gasped slightly and turned.

“Oops…I forgot you were still here.”

“Nice…” a grin played on his lips. A feeling of relief flew through me as I saw the grin.

“What is it?” I asked.

He just continued to stare at me. A minute or two went by and he shook his head, turned and walked towards the kitchen. “Nothing.”

I waited until he was out of sight before I mumbled something under my breath. After a second of thinking, I turned around to head upstairs but was stopped dead in my tracks. My eyes wandered upwards until I came face to face with the immortal. Did he not just walk into the kitchen five seconds ago? He spoke, but when he did, his voice was unnaturally low and husky. The same playful grin was plastered on his face.

“What was that?”

“Uhh…I said nothing.” I replied, a little shaken up that he heard me from so far. His grin disappeared and his expression was suddenly sentimental.

“Don’t lie to me, ___. You know how much I hate it.”

I sighed, not really paying attention to how close we were. “Hidan, I have a question for you.”

He stared at me patiently, however I could see in his eyes that he knew what I was going to ask. I could also see strain in his eyes. Maybe I shouldn’t…

“Why…do you care…so much?”

In seconds he removed his cloak and threw it carelessly to the floor. A moment later he hesitantly reached for the pendant around his neck, or the rosary, whatever he may call it. I didn’t know if this reaction was a good thing or not…and it probably wasn’t since he took the silver article off and tossed it on his cloak. He looked at me again, his hand slowly making its way to the side of my face.

“Why do you think…?” he asked suddenly.

I was caught in my words. From him being so close and the fact he carelessly tossed the pendant on the ground, the pendant that officially proved he was in fact an immortal, I didn’t know what to say let alone do. My eyes roamed off to the side as he gently caressed my cheek. I gathered the courage to say something.

“I know…” my voice was almost shy-like. “I get it, but…” I stopped as I felt his hand trail down my neck.

“But what?”

It was then I noticed his face was acceptingly close to mine. Without thinking, my hand was gently placed on his forearm and I looked him in the eyes. “How is this possible for you?”

“It isn’t.” his voice was like a whisper now, afraid of being heard.

“Then why are you doing it…?” I was afraid to say anything and I was surprised I managed to speak at all. He got closer to me, if that was even possible now.

“I never said it was impossible.”

“How does that make s-" and then it was done.

His lips crashed onto mine, his spare arm securely wrapped around me and I was left absolutely breath-taken.