This Kiss [active/closed]

[tasteyourdeath]

Characters: Marta Lualdi, Hidan, Mistletoe Ghost
Setting: Greenhouse
Time: Late Night 014
Summary: Hidan gets trapped under the mistletoe, and has his mind screwed with; his girlfriend BFF tsundere to come save him. Poor beleaguered girl....
Warnings: Lots of tsuntsuning, unexpected deredereing, and a bit of yandere thrown in for flavor?

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Late tag is super late and fail, sorry =<;;;

[tasteyourdeath]

Distracted though he was, the light from the casting circles was strange enough to catch Hidan's eye, and he shifted a little to take a look; the ghost's fingers tangled into his hair, fisting against the back of his head as she held him in place with a strength no woman so slight should have possessed.

It was the swords that broke them apart.

Hidan grunted in pain as he felt one of the glowing blades drive itself into his back, gasping as he saw another strike the ghost. She screamed outright, shrill and terrified as she started to sob. "Leave us alone! Don't hurt him! Please!" Another buried itself into her side; Hidan snarled as he tried to knock the fourth away, only to find it tearing off the majority of the flesh and muscle on his forearm instead as it hit home against her.

It was the ghost who saw the final sword first; she screamed again. "No!" She dove forward, shoving Hidan to the ground, pressing bodily against him as though she could possibly shield the man against something so enormous; there was no possible way they could have run fast enough to escape it.

"Jashin-sama--" Being thrown to the ground knocked the wind out of him; Hidan could only gasp as he watched the sword slam down, driving straight through the ghost and into him. That sword, too, disappeared after a few seconds; for a moment, Hidan could only stare as she sobbed hysterically and choked on her own blood, numbed by shock and sick with naked grief; he could hardly feel his own arms moving as they slipped around her, cradling the dying woman against him. (What had happened? How the hell had it come to this? There were going to be happy together--)

The fact that her corpse, too, disappeared after a minute was utterly lost on him; Hidan rolled over and forced himself to sit up, breathing hard as he stared at the blood-soaked ground and the steaming entrails strewn across it. He lifted the mess up in both hands to push back into his abdomen, hardly seeming to notice that he was shoveling in handfuls of greasy, blood-slicked mud along with his own organs, much less care. Hidan wrapped an arm around his stomach, holding the gaping wound closed and encouraging it to heal as he stood.

It was still an effort to breathe, considering the damage he had sustained, but he managed it anyway, looking pale and ill and half-wasted away from the ghost's touch, his coughing flecked with blood. His eyes were somehow glassy and unfocused still, mind still shrouded by her influence, even if the rest of him screamed rage and hurt. "What the Hell did you do?! You killed her!"

Hidan was a bit unsteady still, but his wound was closing even now; he took a step away from the mistletoe and towards Marta, reaching back to grope for the handle of his scythe. At least nobody could accuse him of not taking the lives of his friends seriously.... "She couldn't even defend herself! Did she even do anything to you to deserve that kind of shit?!"