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"How the FUCK did you manage it puppet-boy?"
Hidan flung himself onto his back. The Silver-haired Jashinist had, for once, decided his pride could be sacrificed and gone for advice.
"I WANT to tell that bastard but...."
He trailed off. He still wasn't used to the idea of pouring his heart out. Especially when he was pouring it out to Sasori.

So this is what Hidan had dragged him off for? feh. Crossing his arms, the red haired Puppeteer glared at Hidan, sighing as he did so.
"...You're scared of admitting you feelings?" He offered. "Or maybe you're scared of rejection? Or maybe commitment?..." Sasori trailed off, his mind riddled with reasons why Hidan was sceptical on admitting his feelings to the rag doll.
"I managed it...well, I tried to make my feelings disappear first. But that didn't happen." He glanced over at the Jashinist. "I do have some advice though."

Hidan sat up and buried his head in his hands. He didn't know why he wasn't confessing to Kakuzu... He swore violently, each of the puppet's suggestion were right, he was scared of all of those things...
"What the fuck is happening to me! I'm turning into a fucking pansy-ass git!"
He looked at the redhead.
"Advice? What is it?"

Pansy...? Hidan's insults never ceased to amuse him.
"Hidan...I think it might comfort you to know that nearly everyone in the Akatsuki is a "pansy" as you describe..." Sasori told him, grinning a little.
The shorter puppet walked over to the silver haired man, sitting down next to him. "Don't do anything for a long time. For example.... if you feel like the moment is right for something like admitting your feelings to Kakuzu, don't waste the moment. You'll regret it if you do." He turned to look the other man more in the eye. "Oh, and I wouldn't do anything about your feelings. If you want to be with Kakuzu now, be with him."
The normally non-smiling puppeteer then did smile quiet sweetly, trying to reassure the distraught man next to him. "...It might be not as hard as you think, to ask someone to be with you."

Hidan laughed un-humorously.
"If I wait for the right moment I'll never tell him! That shit head'll reject me the second I've finished speaking! The only thing the cold ass bastard cares about is his fucking money!"
He looked away; he felt like was going to cry. This was so fucking wrong!
His eyes flicked back to the life-sized plaything. The smile surprised him, it wasn't every day you saw one of them from the artist.
"Yeah well... you got lucky... Blondie wasn't exactly gonna refuse you was he? He's fucking obsessed with you! Being the dumb fuck that I am, I fell for the money loving stitch bastard!"

Sasori stopped smiling, and thus commenced a look of concern for the Jashinist. Damn...he looked way upset. "Hidan, if you want to cry, it's okay. It's not like I'll tell anyone. Now... let me think for a second." The puppeteer crossed his amrs, frowning and thinking hard. "Hmm...What makes you think that he'll refuse you? He doesn't hate you, that even I can see..." The redhead mused. "I don't think you're a dumb fuck...But what exactly was it that you saw in Kakuzu? Was it just that you two were really close?
"Look, I’m only asking these questions because it might help you realise that there are signs that he likes you too, and it might help you realise some of your feelings."
Then a thought occurred to the puppet. "What kind of liking are we talking about here? Do you Love him or is the feeling less strong?"

The Jashinist shrugged and shook his head.
"I ain't gonna fucking cry!"
He looked at Sasori with a shocked expression.
"You seriously can't tell that he hates me? He fucking cuts my bloody head off!!"
He sighed and ran a hand through his silver hair.
"To be honest Sasori.... I don't know what I see in that fucker... I really don't..."
He though on Sasori's last question. He smiled a little.
"I feel so strongly for that guy I'd do anything... One word from him and I'd tie myself to an anchor and throw myself into the ocean without a second thought..."
He could feel his eyes prickling as tears welled up.
"I may not be able to die but I'd fling myself in front of anything that tried to harm him..."
The tears fell, but for once, Hidan didn't care.

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"How the FUCK did you manage it puppet-boy?"
Hidan flung himself onto his back. The Silver-haired Jashinist had, for once, decided his pride could be sacrificed and gone for advice.
"I WANT to tell that bastard but...."
He trailed off. He still wasn't used to the idea of pouring his heart out. Especially when he was pouring it out to Sasori.

So this is what Hidan had dragged him off for? feh. Crossing his arms, the red haired Puppeteer glared at Hidan, sighing as he did so.
"...You're scared of admitting you feelings?" He offered. "Or maybe you're scared of rejection? Or maybe commitment?..." Sasori trailed off, his mind riddled with reasons why Hidan was sceptical on admitting his feelings to the rag doll.
"I managed it...well, I tried to make my feelings disappear first. But that didn't happen." He glanced over at the Jashinist. "I do have some advice though."

Hidan sat up and buried his head in his hands. He didn't know why he wasn't confessing to Kakuzu... He swore violently, each of the puppet's suggestion were right, he was scared of all of those things...
"What the fuck is happening to me! I'm turning into a fucking pansy-ass git!"
He looked at the redhead.
"Advice? What is it?"

Pansy...? Hidan's insults never ceased to amuse him.
"Hidan...I think it might comfort you to know that nearly everyone in the Akatsuki is a "pansy" as you describe..." Sasori told him, grinning a little.
The shorter puppet walked over to the silver haired man, sitting down next to him. "Don't do anything for a long time. For example.... if you feel like the moment is right for something like admitting your feelings to Kakuzu, don't waste the moment. You'll regret it if you do." He turned to look the other man more in the eye. "Oh, and I wouldn't do anything about your feelings. If you want to be with Kakuzu now, be with him."
The normally non-smiling puppeteer then did smile quiet sweetly, trying to reassure the distraught man next to him. "...It might be not as hard as you think, to ask someone to be with you."

Hidan laughed un-humorously.
"If I wait for the right moment I'll never tell him! That shit head'll reject me the second I've finished speaking! The only thing the cold ass bastard cares about is his fucking money!"
He looked away; he felt like was going to cry. This was so fucking wrong!
His eyes flicked back to the life-sized plaything. The smile surprised him, it wasn't every day you saw one of them from the artist.
"Yeah well... you got lucky... Blondie wasn't exactly gonna refuse you was he? He's fucking obsessed with you! Being the dumb fuck that I am, I fell for the money loving stitch bastard!"

Sasori stopped smiling, and thus commenced a look of concern for the Jashinist. Damn...he looked way upset. "Hidan, if you want to cry, it's okay. It's not like I'll tell anyone. Now... let me think for a second." The puppeteer crossed his amrs, frowning and thinking hard. "Hmm...What makes you think that he'll refuse you? He doesn't hate you, that even I can see..." The redhead mused. "I don't think you're a dumb fuck...But what exactly was it that you saw in Kakuzu? Was it just that you two were really close?
"Look, I’m only asking these questions because it might help you realise that there are signs that he likes you too, and it might help you realise some of your feelings."
Then a thought occurred to the puppet. "What kind of liking are we talking about here? Do you Love him or is the feeling less strong?"

The Jashinist shrugged and shook his head.
"I ain't gonna fucking cry!"
He looked at Sasori with a shocked expression.
"You seriously can't tell that he hates me? He fucking cuts my bloody head off!!"
He sighed and ran a hand through his silver hair.
"To be honest Sasori.... I don't know what I see in that fucker... I really don't..."
He though on Sasori's last question. He smiled a little.
"I feel so strongly for that guy I'd do anything... One word from him and I'd tie myself to an anchor and throw myself into the ocean without a second thought..."
He could feel his eyes prickling as tears welled up.
"I may not be able to die but I'd fling myself in front of anything that tried to harm him..."
The tears fell, but for once, Hidan didn't care.