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[thread: closed] coming home to darkness

Jul 16, 2009 18:43

Who: Hidan and Sunako
Where: Sunako's mansion
When: 3:00am ... today or something.
Summary: Hidan comes home from work, expecting to crash in his comfy bed... but finds something disturbing in his room.
Rating: R for Hidan's dirty mouth and Sunako's overall creepiness
Other: told you I didn't drop her!

( oh god, don't open that door! )

sunako nakahara, hidan

Comments 4

holyish July 16 2009, 23:32:31 UTC

No, Hidan was not fucking pissy about Deidara suddenly disappearing. The little fucking tranny could off himself for all Hidan cared -- yeah right. Oh and Sunako? Hidan barely cared if she existed, just some bitch he would mooch off of. And yeah, he would’ve moved out if this chick he lived with hadn’t started acting like a maid. Either way, it was late -- or early -- and Hidan was strolling the streets of Elysium, his shoulders hunched as trickles of blood would eventually drip from his beaten and bruised visage that had crimson leaking from the corner of his mouth. Lips curled into a sneer, and he snorted as he felt blood seeping from his nose ( ... )

epis_taxis July 16 2009, 23:45:26 UTC

The giggling grew louder when Hidan addressed the chibified shadow lump in the darkness of the room. She slowly turned to look at him over her shoulder, her face looking even scarier in the absence of light and illuminated only by the moon. The giggling turned to evil laughter as she stood as slowly as she had turned, looking more like a tall, slender demoness now... must have been an optical illusion. Her dark hair fell over her eyes and her nightgown reached down to the floor making her look like an entity composed of shadow with a pale face and pale hands that were clutching...

His laundry?

In her pale, creepy hands was a pile of freshly laundered unmentionables and a few shirts. Sunako was holding Hidan's neatly folded UNDERWEAR!

holyish July 17 2009, 00:01:48 UTC

Okay. That was just fucking weird. Yeah, Hidan let out a deep disgruntled groan as he walked towards the figure. Once what she held in her hands were visible to him, Hidan just simply quirked an eyebrow upwards. He sure as fuck didn’t know (or care) if Sunako did his laundry, but seriously? Seriously? Holding his fucking boxers was really freaking gross, and he didn’t know if this was Sunako -- never paid much attention to the bitch anyway. Lips were pulled back into a sneer, and there was a murderous glint in his eyes.

"Oi! I’m fucking talking to you!" And silence wasn’t really a acceptable answer, probably why that Hidan wrapped his fingers around the long strands of Sunako’s hair and yanked her back violently with a grip that was on the edge of pulling hair from her scalp.

It was then that Hidan caught a glimpse of her visage, and a low hiss mingled with a tch as he released her, shoving her back with as much force as he yanked her, "-- What the shit are you doing here?"

epis_taxis July 17 2009, 00:12:48 UTC

Oh how wonderful, he was so strong! Sunako's giggles subsided and turned into a sigh of admiration. Hidan was even more full of darkness when he was being violent~. This time he had even touched her! She was starting to get a funny feeling in her stomach. It was similar to the way she felt upon finding a discarded body part or a new horrific object to add to her collection... but it was different. It was a fuzzier feeling. A warm feeling ( ... )