Hinata One-shots(Requests welcome)

Playing God(HidaHina)

Playing God

HidaHina

This was originally going to be a darker one, but the story itself decided against it.

AU Where Hidan never joined Akatsuki.

Hinata slipped her eyes shut as she sipped her drink, the cool amber liquid burning her throat as it slipped down. She wasn't old enough to drink, but this place didn't seem to care about that in the slightest. She was still eighteen after all. Her eyes cracked open as a man slumped roughly into the seat near her. It was the only free seat in the bar area, so she wasn't too concerned with the man posting up there. A sigh escaped her barely parted lips and she looked down at her glass once more. She didn't want to be here in this tourist town, but it was a simple mission. Deliver the treaty scroll and return. She rolled her eyes; this was the only thing she was good at, it seemed.

The man beside her was ranting under his breath as he adjusted in his seat. She tried to pay him no mind, but she was curious about what he could possibly be complaining about in a place like this. "Damn pansy motherfuckers... so weak and pitiful." He grumbled under his breath, and he snapped his head to look at her as she sipped her drink once more. "The fuck you looking at white eyes?" he snapped and while she was caught off guard by his tone, she didn't show it. She was grateful for her ability to keep herself cool in this kind of situation despite her softspoken and shy nature.

Inside she wanted nothing more than to curl up and die, but she was good at hiding it now. She just pulled her gaze from the man and placed it back on her glass. "Hey, ugly bitch I'm talking to you." He snapped, and she sighed and turned her face toward him. He seemed taken aback and as fast as the shock appeared on his face, it was gone, and he was grinning. "Damn, I take it back. You're actually fucking hot." He said and she slipped her eyes shut, focusing on trying to keep the blush that was rising to her cheeks at bay.

She had come here to drink and normally she was much more calm and less anxious when she drank, but his proximity was affecting her strangely. "I'm Hidan." He greeted as he propped his head up on his hand, using the bar top to lean and look at her while he did so. "H-Hinata..." she cursed her stammer at this moment. Why did she always stutter? "Oh, I get it now. You're fucking shy. That's why you didn't say anything." he said, and she felt the urge to roll her eyes, but she managed to withhold it. She didn't want to upset the vulgar man beside her.

"So why are you so angry?" she asked smoothly, and she congratulated herself on speaking normally to the man. "Man, fuck this place. Anti-violence bullshit." he grumbled, and he proceeded to tell her all about the fact that they were trying to become a neutral nation and wanted nothing to do with violence. He explained to her that some violence was necessary and that eliminating it completely was foolish. He gripped her glass tightly and he stared at her oddly.

"What?" He asked, seemingly sincerely confused. She sucked in a breath between her barely parted lips. They had been speaking for about an hour now, well more so he had been talking at her. He talked almost as much as some people she knew. She mulled over this for a moment before she turned to him. Her fingers dug into the side of her glass, her anger coming to the surface. "If ending violence is so bad... Why does my family abuse me every chance they get? Why do I have to suffer violence from someone who is supposed to protect me?" She asked and he frowned.

As if to prove her point she shrugged her jacket off to reveal the multitude of bruises littering her chest and shoulders. She had more, worse ones even, but she wasn't going to show him where those were at. "I have morals. I believe in retribution violence." he said simply, and she pulled her coat back up her shoulders and zipped it back up. She ordered another drink, and he watched her carefully. "Wanna go somewhere with me?" he asked, and she glanced over at him. Was he flirting?