• Mitsuko woke up after a horrible dream. She couldn't remember all the details but she was afraid. Sitting up, she rubbed her eyes and pulled her robe on before heading out into the hall.

    "Hidan?" she whispered, peaking into his room. He wasn't in bed. She continued into her father's room and found both Shikamaru and Haru sleeping in their beds. Where was Hidan? She began to get worried and came into the livingroom.

    "What happened!?" she suddenly screamed as she saw all the blood and several lifeless bodies on the floor, Hidan among them. Mitsuko rushed to his side and checked his vital signs.

    "Mitsuko, what are you doing up?" he asked, sitting up from the symbol on the floor.

    "I had a nightmare but this seems much worse. Are you okay?" she frantically touched her robe to his wounds, stopping the blood flow.

    Hidan took her hands into his and looked into her terrified eyes. He knew Shikamaru didn't want Mitsuko to see this. He didn't want her too either.

    "I'm alright, Mitsuko. Get washed up and go back to bed. Forget what happened here," he whispered softly, trying to calm her down.

    "But Hidan..." she started to struggle in his grip but he held her tighter.

    "You have enough to worry about, don't worry about this or me," he said breathing heavily in her face. The pain was so good but he was healing and he was trying to enjoy every minute of it.

    Evil flashed in his violet eyes and struck fear in Mitsuko. He let go of her hands and she walked away, staring down at her feet.

    Hidan fell back down on the floor and took a deep breath. She saw what he had done. How could they live on knowing this? He glanced over at the dead bodies. There will be suspicions. He had to frame someone. He had to do something to the bodies.

    It was a few days later when they discovered the bodies in Mr. Itsuki's backyard, half buried in the garden. He was tried in the Hokage's presence and banished even though he pleaded innocent, that he didn't know anything about the murders of Masaru and Ken Inuzuka along with the killing of their dogs. All of his belongings and property would be sold to the state since he had no will and no family.

    In the days that followed, Shikamaru and Mitsuko were very depressed. Hidan had moved on. Killing didn't bother him a bit. He had to kill. It was his religion. But the fact that Mitsuko saw what he had done bothered him. He wanted to make it up to her in some way.

    "Mitsuko," he said from behind her to get her attention. She stopped washing the dishes and turned to him with a gloomy expression. "I was wondering if you'd," he ran his hand down the back of his head nervously, "like to spend the day with me," Hidan muttered out of the corner of his mouth.

    "Well, I do need to take a break and Haru can pick up where I left off. Are you asking me on a date?" Mitsuko forced a smile, as fearful as she was of this man.

    "What!? No way! I mean..." Hidan stepped back.

    "I'm just fooling with you, of course I'll spend the day with you, Hidan. You're cool!" Mitsuko exclaimed, putting her arm in his and walking towards the door.

    The handsome boy with silver hair and violet eyes walked through the marketplace with Mitsuko Nara, the quiet shadow of her father, clinging lovingly to his arm. She really didn't want to but she felt that the more that she kissed up to him, the less likely he would be to kill her.

    He didn't like the fact that she was clinging to his arm and giggling occassionally. He didn't like how everyone was watching them. He only wanted to get Mitsuko out of the house, to forget about the other night and embrace a life without Ken. She changed his life, he could return the favor.

    Mitsuko stopped at a stand where a middle aged man sold clothes of various styles. She smiled and browsed through the fabric and the hand-sewn clothes while the man watched her happily.

    "Haven't seen you in awhile, Mitsuko-chan," he said. Hidan watched him suspiciously.

    The man was not very pleasing to look at. He was obese and he wore clothes that could not contain him. Hidan was glad the man stood behind the stand so he wouldn't be gagged by the rest of the man's body. Double chin, greasy short hair and a pocked face. Was Mitsuko actually wasted her time talking to this guy? Hidan began to wonder if she was wasting her time with him.

    "Yeah, I have been really busy with my chores," Mitsuko replied holding a dress up to herself.

    "Your dad keeps you busy, eh?" the man laughed. "That sure does look good on you, Mitsuko-chan."

    "Really?" Mitsuko put it up to herself again and looked at it. "What do you think, Hidan?"

    "I don't have taste in clothes, sorry," Hidan apologized sincerely. He really didn't want to say anything to make her buy the dress and make the man happy.

    "I can't afford it right now, I'll have to ask papa to buy it for me. Thanks, Taro-san!" Mitsuko smiled and waved as she trotted off with Hidan.

    As they walked through the shops and stalls, Hidan remembered the look in the man, Taro's eyes when he looked at Mitsuko. He had seen the look in eyes before. Greed. Lust. Hidan watched Taro when Mitsuko held the dress up to her, his body reacted. If this man would go so far as to follow Mitsuko home... Hidan smirked when he thought of killing again.

    "Hidan, hold this for me, please?" Mitusko asked as she handed him a basket of bread. He accepted it obediantly and shook his self from his scheming.

    That night as they walked home together, Mitsuko happily skipping along the wall above Hidan, he decided he would protect Mitsuko from the sins of the world. That was his purpose.