Haku Yuki

                                     Indie/Canon divergent Haku Yuki

                                               Follows back from Hana-Akari

"Ah- Pardon? What is a switch, Madara-sama?" He might have heard some kids talking about something like that... The world have changed so much since he died,

He was in, boys! This may be the first time he landed a booty call without getting them drunk first--or threatening them. " Lewd? I can show you lewd, but I reckon it'll look weird if I just start takin' off my clothes out here in public. Tho', I am already halfway there, " He rubbed a hand sensational over his bare chest and nipples. " You ain't too bold, baby. I say, you ain't bold 'nuff! That's ok, I'll show you back at yer place. So why don't we git to walkin' there? "

God... Was it too late to run?

This guy looked like he had some pretty long legs. He probably wouldn't get far. Haku took a nice big breath, avoiding looking at Hidan's chest, "My house is this way..." Nervously he started walking in the direction of his home. Internally freaking out about what he was about to do. Was he really that desperate? He really hasn't felt any kind of affection since Zabuza and Hidan was just the right amount of attractive and stupid...

The walk home was a lot faster than normal, or at least it felt like it, "A-ah, well would you look at that! H-here already..." It was an old house, bottom floor being his shop and up some stairs was his home. Haku's hands were trembling as he walked up the stairs with keys in hand. He unlocked the door and allowed them both to enter. Inside was a little questionable... And awful lot of weapons and needles about. And Haku's mist village mask was hanging on the wall.

"Good way or bad way???"

Bingo. He was in. " Oh, I might be dumb but I ain't stupid. I know exactly wut it means, baby. Once I'm done wit' ya, yer gonna be more stuffed than a turducken. Ain't no other men like me, sweet cheeks! Consider me a blessin', straight from Jashin an' into yer pants--err, dress? "

Dumb but not stupid...

Oh no... He's an idiot. He really is just his type.

"I-i..." Haku gripped the front of his yukata. He really couldn't remember the last time he was this flustered. It felt like his heart was just going to jump right out of his chest, "I-it's a dress, yes. O-oh my... You really shouldn't speak such lewd things in public... At least take me home first!" Ah- Did he really just invite this handsome stranger back to his place? It has been some time since he's been with someone. Though did he really want to be someone's one night stand?

Oh ho ho! Looks like all those hours of practicing his flirting skills in the mirror were paying off! He got his new little friend all redder than lipstick on a pig. Now was time to go in for the killing blow. " Haku, ey? Ain't that just a cute name fer a cuter man like yerself? An' ya bet your sexy lil' ass I do! Ol' Hidan don't decimate against no one. Jashin loves us all an' so do I. But, he must've put alotta love into you an' boy howdy, do I wanna put my love in you too, " He winked at Haku with both eyes.

Hidan paused for a long moment as his last two braincells processed this new information. " Seriously? Hell, then ain't I a bigger jackass than a jackass itself? I didn't mean to misgender ya er nuffin' like that, trust you me. Lemme try this again, " He cleared his throat. " Ahem. Hello there, baby, I'm Hidan, but you can call me yer boyfriend. An' you are, hot stuff? "

" Well, hello there, lil' lady. Might I say: ain't you the cutest thing since baby kittens? I'm Hidan, by the way--also known as yer future husband. An' yer name, beautiful? "

Haku was just out doing some shopping, the very last thing he expected was to be flirted with. Just as he turned around, he came face to face with a rather tall, but handsome man. Tall, big weapon. Oh no...

“Is that so…?”

Haku replied slowly in his usual soft tone. He supposed he was guilty of the same thing. It wasn’t easy to read the man. He wore a blank expression well and even his smiles seemed empty. It was hard for him to tell if he was happy, or sad. He just felt empty and through that he was able to see other’s emotions well. See the happiness. The sadness. The angry. That all held behind people’s eyes. He envied them in a way. Once he lost Zabuza, he found little reason to feel anything. It felt like his entire purpose was stripped from him and he was just wandering through life in a daze.