Akatsuki Drabbles

Meeting while waiting for hours on end in the ER (Hidan)

"Ugh—come on, can I fucking go now?" you shouted out to anyone nearby.

Being in the ER wasn't exactly new to you—not necessarily because you were aggressive, you just weren't afraid to fight back, and that often ended up with an injury. This time, you had been fending off the advances of some guy, and he had responded by pushing you into a fence. A fence which had barbed wire on, causing a gash up your arm, and for you to respond by breaking his nose. Though you had protested, your friends had insisted on going to the hospital to get it sorted out, and here we are. You were alone by now, as your friends had had to get back home, but it was clearly rush hour this time of night, and no one was available to see you. Not that you felt you needed it. It wasn't bad; just a scratch, that's all, something that could be solved with a wash and a bandage.

You had tried to leave, having been there for hours, but someone always managed to find you and drag you back, leaving you standing by the front desk waiting for a doctor or nurse. Leaning against the desk, you crossed your arms and sighed in irritation—only paying attention as another nurse came walking over. Thinking at first, she was here to see you, you looked over, and instead saw her dragging someone behind her. Clearly you weren't the only one trying to escape, and as the nurse told them the same thing you had heard a million times, before walking off and leaving you alone, you turned to see who your new companion was.

He wasn't quite what you'd been expecting—but in a good way. With slicked back platinum hair and magenta eyes, he was clearly different, and definitely cute. His t-shirt revealed his muscular body underneath, though it was clear something had happened to his arm as he held it tentatively, and from the way his hair was ruffled, with scuff marks dotted across his body, you couldn't help but get the feeling it had happened during a fight. Instantly curious about him, you tried to stay casual, regardless of your nerves, and questioned nonchalantly,

"So, what'd you do to the other guy?"

Pausing as he heard your voice, having not noticed you there, he turned to face you, looking you up and down for a moment before a cocky smirk broke out onto his face. Somehow that didn't put you off, and attempted to hold his gaze as he responded simply,

"A lot fucking worse than he did to me. But it looks to me I'm not the only one getting into fights."

"I wouldn't call it a fight," you replied with a shrug, continuing on casually afterwards, "but I don't take kindly to unwanted advances—and anyway, it's not like he really got a chance to do anything back."

Laughing at the idea, he queried quickly after,

"So, what's your name, sweetheart?"

Rolling your eyes at the term, but unable to hold back a smirk, you responded, asking for his in return and maintaining your smirk as he replied bluntly, a smile of his own across his features,

"Hidan."

For a moment, there was silence as he seemed to analyse you further, and you searched frantically in your mind for something to talk about, only for it to be cut off as you were finally approached by a nurse. Offering you forms to fill out, you got to work, glancing over at Hidan every now and again, unsure what to do. But as Hidan finished first, sliding the clipboard towards the other side of the desk, the nurse gestured the direction he needed to go and he swiftly left, leaving you disappointed as you stood there. He was cute—and interesting. You got the feeling he would have been fun to hang out with, only now he was gone. Things only changed as you glanced up at his clipboard, seeing a piece of paper sticking out from underneath. Narrowing your eyes, you reached over and pulled it out, blinking in surprise at what you saw.

Callme, sweetheart. ______