"What's going on with you two? Don't tell me you've patched things up? That would be no fun at all."
Deidara, a member of the Akatsuki, looked utterly bored as he watched the two men with their arms around each other's shoulders. It wasn't just explosion-loving artists like him-who didn't enjoy a bit of drama? Seeing the two of them back on good terms drew a chorus of boos from the Akatsuki.
Hidan looked at the disgruntled faces around him. He was already pretty pissed off, and now he was even more pissed off.
"So fucking what if we made up! You think I won't cut you bastards down?!" With his explosive temper, Hidan whipped out his huge scythe on the spot, ready to hack everyone in front of him to death. Luckily, Kakuzu snapped to attention beside him, hurriedly grabbed his arm, and pulled him back.
Hidan: "What the hell are you doing?!"
Kakuzu: "Let it go, let it go, let it go..."
If they hadn't been two grown men, but a man and a woman instead, the scene would have looked exactly like a devoted wife holding back her hotheaded husband.
Absolutely ridiculous!
The farce was soon quelled by the arrival of Deva Path Pain.
"Kakuzu, Hidan, weren't you at each other's throats not long ago? Why have you suddenly made up?"
"Boss, people change."
Kakuzu faced Deva Path Pain calmly and collectedly. Hidan was one thing-he had always acted like this, so Deva Path Pain wouldn't notice anything amiss.
Kakuzu was different, though. He was more rational than Hidan, and that very rationality could become a crack that allowed Deva Path Pain to see through him.
Deva Path Pain stared at Kakuzu, his Rinnegan seeming ready to drag out Kakuzu's very soul. Kakuzu forced himself to calmly