[Thread]
Who: Hidan & Deidara -- OPEN to Sunako & Hibari (WE ENCOURAGE IT :|)
Where: Just outside the boss' house
When: After this phone call
Summary: Dei's back...yay?
Rating: R for swearing and violence
Other: Nooope
No, Deidara was so fucking dead. Because that bastard got himself killed. Yeah, okay, Deidara should have looked after his goddamn self but that didn’t mean he shouldn’t have told Hidan. Fuck, if that blonde piece of shit was in trouble then why the hell didn’t he just call before he found his body all twisted and mangled. What also pissed him off was that Shikamaru thought it was his fucking duty to kill Yaha. Yeah right, Deidara was Hidan’s best friend, and when the hell did Shikamaru think he could go off and do that? Oh right, when he got some sort of self-realization that he could do whatever he --
"Tch." What!? Are you saying I’m a fucking bad influence?! Then Hidan laughed as a hand soothed threads of silver and crimson -- all the while he was walking along the colorful streets of Chinatown with his frame painted with the blood of his former foster father and his own. That goddamn cop, Hidan swore to god that the bastard was going to pay for that! But the pain was now dulled as his sluggish movements went to the boss’ place as he continued to argue to himself. "Yeah, Shika did good, so why the fuck are you so goddamn pissed!"
With pursed lips and a eyebrow twitching upwards, Hidan cocked his head at the blonde that was sitting outside the mob HQ’s and Hidan’s swaying figure strolled until he stood before Deidara, the bitch would have gotten a great view of Hidan’s pants. His hands were in his pant pockets and his bloodied visage leered at the breathing-corpse. "Oi...what the fuck are you waiting for." And without any warning, Hidan placed his foot on Deidara’s shoulder and gave him a rough violent shove.
Where: Just outside the boss' house
When: After this phone call
Summary: Dei's back...yay?
Rating: R for swearing and violence
Other: Nooope
No, Deidara was so fucking dead. Because that bastard got himself killed. Yeah, okay, Deidara should have looked after his goddamn self but that didn’t mean he shouldn’t have told Hidan. Fuck, if that blonde piece of shit was in trouble then why the hell didn’t he just call before he found his body all twisted and mangled. What also pissed him off was that Shikamaru thought it was his fucking duty to kill Yaha. Yeah right, Deidara was Hidan’s best friend, and when the hell did Shikamaru think he could go off and do that? Oh right, when he got some sort of self-realization that he could do whatever he --
"Tch." What!? Are you saying I’m a fucking bad influence?! Then Hidan laughed as a hand soothed threads of silver and crimson -- all the while he was walking along the colorful streets of Chinatown with his frame painted with the blood of his former foster father and his own. That goddamn cop, Hidan swore to god that the bastard was going to pay for that! But the pain was now dulled as his sluggish movements went to the boss’ place as he continued to argue to himself. "Yeah, Shika did good, so why the fuck are you so goddamn pissed!"
With pursed lips and a eyebrow twitching upwards, Hidan cocked his head at the blonde that was sitting outside the mob HQ’s and Hidan’s swaying figure strolled until he stood before Deidara, the bitch would have gotten a great view of Hidan’s pants. His hands were in his pant pockets and his bloodied visage leered at the breathing-corpse. "Oi...what the fuck are you waiting for." And without any warning, Hidan placed his foot on Deidara’s shoulder and gave him a rough violent shove.