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He finally stopped his sobbing. He shut the closet door and went to sit on his bed.
"Thanks," he said, still sniffling.
"Uh-huh. As long as you don't do that to me."
He had apparently taken this sentence seriously, so he looked at me wide-eyed and said, "Never!"
"I was kidding!" I laughed. I sat next to him. "So, does your Granny know about them?"
"Yeah. She found out not that long after I made them. She apparently saw me sitting in front of the closet, staring at them." He laughed a little. "Must have been creepy since they look so real."
"I guess I'll have to burst Hidan's bubble and tell him that I'm not leaving you." I said.
"So, he hinted to you about them?"
"Yeah. I think he was trying to get me to break up with you so he could be the guy that I come crying to. God, what a retard."
Sasori did his cute giggle and said, "Well, I can see why he would want you so badly. You're certainly the best person I've ever met."
"Ha! Do you use that line on your Granny when you want more wood?"
"Hey, I was serious. And... only sometimes..."
"You're horrible. I love you." I snickered and leaned my head on his shoulder; He turned red and replied, "Love you, too."
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"Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you."
"I know, Hidan, and... thanks. I've got to say, it's probably the nicest thing you've ever done." I smiled weakly; Why was it so easy to talk to him when I knew how much of an ass he could be?
It was the day after I had seen the puppets, right before school. I had seen Hidan walking through the doors and told Sasori to wait for me at his locker. It was another nice thing about him. He wasn't overprotective, even around Hidan. I figured he was ready to attack at any minute, though. We were standing right by the front doors inside the building, people walking in all around us. No one payed attention to us, though. They had classes to get to.
"Seems like it was a waste anyhow," Hidan sighed. "I wish you wouldn't hang around him so much. You never know what could happen."
"You sound like my mother. C'mon, he's not a bad guy. Okay, so he had one slip-up, but he was five. People can change." I shrugged. He sighed again and shook his head.
"They can, but that doesn't mean they will."
"Alright, that's enough, Hidan. Look, I'll chat with you in Geometry. That's the only class that Sasori's not in. You can come sit next to me in the back. I always fall asleep there." I felt bad with him always having to stay so far away from me, even though I knew he liked me. I'd just have to tell him that we could only be friends, nothing more.
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"What's up?" Sasori asked when I reached my locker.
"I just told him the truth." I yanked open the metal door and pulled out a few books, then closed it. "He's still a little up tight. I told him I'd talk to him later."
"So you're gonna get all buddy-buddy with him now?"
"Not really, I just felt bad for him. It wasn't the wrong move, was it?"
He shrugged. "Did it feel like a bad move?"
"No, it's just that I don't want to get his hopes up. You know how people like him can be. I hope he doesn't try anything stupid, though."
"Kick him in the stomach or break his nose."
"You're violent."
"Only when I have to be!" He turned away and I followed him to class.
"Thanks," he said, still sniffling.
"Uh-huh. As long as you don't do that to me."
He had apparently taken this sentence seriously, so he looked at me wide-eyed and said, "Never!"
"I was kidding!" I laughed. I sat next to him. "So, does your Granny know about them?"
"Yeah. She found out not that long after I made them. She apparently saw me sitting in front of the closet, staring at them." He laughed a little. "Must have been creepy since they look so real."
"I guess I'll have to burst Hidan's bubble and tell him that I'm not leaving you." I said.
"So, he hinted to you about them?"
"Yeah. I think he was trying to get me to break up with you so he could be the guy that I come crying to. God, what a retard."
Sasori did his cute giggle and said, "Well, I can see why he would want you so badly. You're certainly the best person I've ever met."
"Ha! Do you use that line on your Granny when you want more wood?"
"Hey, I was serious. And... only sometimes..."
"You're horrible. I love you." I snickered and leaned my head on his shoulder; He turned red and replied, "Love you, too."
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"Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you."
"I know, Hidan, and... thanks. I've got to say, it's probably the nicest thing you've ever done." I smiled weakly; Why was it so easy to talk to him when I knew how much of an ass he could be?
It was the day after I had seen the puppets, right before school. I had seen Hidan walking through the doors and told Sasori to wait for me at his locker. It was another nice thing about him. He wasn't overprotective, even around Hidan. I figured he was ready to attack at any minute, though. We were standing right by the front doors inside the building, people walking in all around us. No one payed attention to us, though. They had classes to get to.
"Seems like it was a waste anyhow," Hidan sighed. "I wish you wouldn't hang around him so much. You never know what could happen."
"You sound like my mother. C'mon, he's not a bad guy. Okay, so he had one slip-up, but he was five. People can change." I shrugged. He sighed again and shook his head.
"They can, but that doesn't mean they will."
"Alright, that's enough, Hidan. Look, I'll chat with you in Geometry. That's the only class that Sasori's not in. You can come sit next to me in the back. I always fall asleep there." I felt bad with him always having to stay so far away from me, even though I knew he liked me. I'd just have to tell him that we could only be friends, nothing more.
---
"What's up?" Sasori asked when I reached my locker.
"I just told him the truth." I yanked open the metal door and pulled out a few books, then closed it. "He's still a little up tight. I told him I'd talk to him later."
"So you're gonna get all buddy-buddy with him now?"
"Not really, I just felt bad for him. It wasn't the wrong move, was it?"
He shrugged. "Did it feel like a bad move?"
"No, it's just that I don't want to get his hopes up. You know how people like him can be. I hope he doesn't try anything stupid, though."
"Kick him in the stomach or break his nose."
"You're violent."
"Only when I have to be!" He turned away and I followed him to class.
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Monologue - Torture
There are 206 bones in the human body. 8 pints of blood, 24 ribs, and 21 feet of intestine. So much to play with, so little time.
The ribs, are the easiest to start with, of course. they take so little pressure. A foot on the ribcage and the lungs are crushed, a moment of weak pain, the breathing...stinted. More pressure, and the oxygen levels decrease, the eyes dim, the lungs burn in longing... and the heaviness on the chest becomes so... unbearable. Bone grates against panting organs and then as weakness overcomes the body there comes the irresistable snap, muffled under layers of tissue. Searing pain as muscle parts from melded bone, the
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Torture Chamber
Torture Chamber
The door is pulled open,
a man walks inside,
horror comes over his face
as the evil assaults his eyes.
The ceiling, floor, and walls,
all covered in so much blood,
rotting corpses in the corner
decaying into mud.
Chains are hung about the room
in which victims surely died,
rotting limbs still hung cuffed,
with no body to reside.
A body on the table
in the middle of the room,
her stomach is sliced open,
a burned baby in her womb.
The man looked up to see a cage
hanging from above,
a body in barbed wire
that once caused raining blood.
Malicious crimes occurred here
and no mercy ever gave,
to the victims to
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Torture
Supported by the cold wall
Weakly he slumps back
Pressed against his bare flesh
Hanging his head in the black
Quivering as his mind aches
His withering figure collapses
A skeletal ball on the hard floor
As his every thought elapses
Alone and never acknowledged
Slowly deceasing, rotting away
In the midst of not knowing
About the outside in any way
Locked away from everything
The anguish and pain cascading
As his mind caves in on itself
Tears of tortured pain escaping
Freely flowing he trembles
Weak and small in the dark
He crawls slowly on the floor
Scraping a bleeding fresh mark
Sobs fill the dead silence around
A tear s
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poor Hidan XDD
poor Hidan XDD
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you should have Kakuzu come into the story too so Hidan can go out with him (i love that pair) and they can live happily ever after