Title: Anger To Adoration
Author: FoxandtheHound (homesweethomicide13 and BelieveIt)
Rating: M
Pairing: HidanNaru
Warning: Hidan's mouth XD, Yaoi, possible violence/gore (it is Hidan after all)
Disclaimer: How we wish we owned these boys XD
Summary: Whilst Itachi is on a mission, Naruto finds an unusual friend in the Akatsuki. And while the weasel's away, the fox will play…

Author's Note: Just to explain, Itachi and Naruto are together, and have been for a while. This will be set during Shippuden, however Naruto is no longer in Konoha etc, although he is still loyal to his village – this means he isn't a proper Akatsuki member and therefore not a Missing Nin.
This chapter was written by BelieveIt. All of Naruto's points of view will be written by BelieveIt, and likewise all of Hidan's points of view will be written by homesweethomicide13. Please remember that we are TWO separate authors.
Hope you enjoy!

Anger To Adoration

Chapter 1: The Fox Meets The Priest

Naruto's PoV

I sat on Itachi's bed, moping about how Itachi was away on a mission, and I was stuck here, bored and by myself. I didn't know many of the other Akatsuki members very well yet so it would be uncomfortable for me to go and talk to them, and besides, at this time they would all be in bed, or heading off in that direction. I was angry with Itachi for leaving me only a couple of months after we had properly got together. It was a similar concept to that of a newlywed couple. You don't just leave your wife so soon after the honeymoon. I suppose it's not his fault.

The rumbling of my stomach cut into my thoughts. I groaned in displeasure; now was not the time to be hungry. For one it was late, normally too late for food, and two I wasn't sure how the Akatsuki members would feel about me roaming about the Hideout. What's the worst they could do to me? I wouldn't be doing any harm. They also knew that it wouldn't bode well with Itachi.

I got up slowly from the bed and made my way out of the bedroom into the direction I thought the kitchen was. After walking for a while it was apparent I was wrong. Panicking was probably the worst thing I could do, but I didn't want to walk into anyone's room by mistake. I spun around and went back in the direction I'd come, this time taking a different route from before. I came across a familiar crimson handprint on the wall, which I distinctly remembered being next to the kitchen. I was relieved to have finally found it.

Stumbling into the kitchen, I fumbled for the light switch, unwilling to walk into the room in darkness, scared of what I may find. Upon turning on the light, I realised I wasn't alone. In the kitchen with me sat a familiar short tempered blonde, staring at me, chopsticks half way to his mouth. I stood in the doorway in shock, not anticipating anyone to be in the kitchen this late at night.

"Oh, gomen Hidan-Sama!" I stammered embarrassed. "I didn't realise anyone would be here so late." Hidan raised an eyebrow quizzically at me and smirked.

"What the fuck are you apologising for?" Hidan growled. I blushed profusely, and shrugged, shaking my head indicating I didn't know. "Well sit the fuck down. You're making the place look untidy." I moved to the table and sat down opposite him, hunching my shoulders, trying to make myself seem as small as possible. I looked over at him, noticing that he still held the chopsticks in midair, a few noodles still dangling from the tip. My stomach growled again, loudly. I blushed again, looking down, willing Hidan not to notice. He looked over at me. "Hungry?" He teased knowingly.

"H-Hai." I responded immediately. He smirked and held out the chopsticks towards me and I stared in surprise. My eyes lit up and I leant forward to take it into my mouth. His smirk turned quickly into a grin and he snatched the chopsticks away at the last minute, taunting me before putting them into his own mouth. I scowled at him, clearly un-amused. "Bastard." I muttered loud enough for him to hear.

"Get your own fucking noodles, cocksucker." He said with his mouth full. "They're in the cupboard over there." He motioned to the cupboard above the sink. I got up and prepared myself some miso ramen. "Fuck Jashin-Sama." I heard him mutter. Even after my food was cooked, I stayed by the counter facing away from Hidan, annoyed still by how he had toyed with me. He chuckled lightly from behind me before speaking up. "What's wrong?" I could feel his eyes on my back, causing me to shiver. "Got a fucking problem with me?" I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, actually teme!" I growled, in no mood to play nice.

"Ah, big words for a fucking short ass like you." He snickered. I spun around angrily.

"I don't have to fucking listen to this, I'm out of here." I stomped out of the room, giving no consideration to those sleeping.

"Oi, oi. You forgot to finish your fucking ramen, wasteful asshole." I heard him yell after me. I huffed in frustration and stomped back to retrieve my ramen, not missing the amused smirk adorning Hidan's face. On my way out again, I kicked his chair sharply.

"Fuck head." I hissed at him, giving him the finger at the same time. Walking to mine and Itachi's room I only grew angrier. I could finally see why Kakuzu hated that guy so much. I sat back on Itachi's bed as soon I had walked into the room. I ate my ramen with quick, furious movements, angrily shoving the food into my mouth. It was gone within seconds. Still hungry I sighed in dissatisfaction. I wasn't going to go to the kitchen again, not with that teme still there. I would just have to ignore it and try to get some much needed sleep. I'll get more food in the morning. I lay down fully on Itachi's bed preparing myself for sleep, hoping that going to sleep would make me calmer by the morning. Unfortunately something told me that was just wishful thinking.

Light shining through the open drapes told me it was morning and reminded me that I had forgotten to close them in my tired and angry state. I groaned sleepily, turning away from the window and burrowing my face into Itachi's pillow, inhaling his scent that still lingered, trying hopelessly to fall back into sleep.

"This is useless." I grumble to myself getting out of bed stretching my arms skywards. Walking out of the bedroom I headed towards one of the many bathrooms located in the Hideout. Just as I was about to reach for the door handle, the door swung open to reveal none other than Hidan, towel low around his waist still wet and dripping from his shower. My eyes instantly wandered down his body, stopping to focus on where his towel hid what I suddenly wanted to see.

"See something you like?" I heard Hidan tease. My head shot up alarmed and I cursed at myself for staring and getting caught. I stared at Hidan, his facial expression cocky. I grunt at him in annoyance.

"You wish." I tried to shove past him into the bathroom, only having him resist against me and his smirk to widen.

"Are you sure about that, Naruto-Kun?" Whilst he spoke, his hand travelled down his wet body towards his left hip, where the knot was keeping the towel together. My gaze followed his hand and watching it toy with the knot, before slowly and teasingly untying it from his hip. I tried to look away but found myself not wanting to. Anticipation riddled me as the towel slipped lower and lower at an agonising pace. Just as Hidan was about to reveal what I had wanted to see, I suddenly realised what was happening. Embarrassed I ducked into the bathroom, slamming the door firmly. From the other side I heard Hidan chuckle to himself, before his footsteps faded away. I cursed myself for being so obvious.

"Fuck." I whispered to myself. Look like it's a cold shower for me. Whilst having my cold shower, I realised what was happening was wrong. I was with Itachi. Watching Hidan the way I was would certainly lead to trouble. Trouble I didn't need at the moment. I was perfectly happy with Itachi. So why was I looking at Hidan as if he were a new flavour of ramen? Finishing my shower, I shook those thoughts from my head and hoped I wouldn't run into Hidan again today. Upon drying off, I realised I hadn't brought in a spare change of clothes. I could either dress in the clothes I had been wearing or I could walk quickly back to Itachi's room in just a towel, hoping no one sees me.

I decided to walk back in the towel. I didn't want to wear clothes that could be dirty. I wrapped the towel securely around my waist before opening the door, peering in both directions to make sure no one was there. The coast was clear. I power-walked to Itachi's room, swinging the door closed behind me, failing to notice that it hadn't closed properly. As I walked over to where my clothes were located I felt as if I was being watched, but I shook it off, regarding myself as just being paranoid. I let the towel drop and bent down to my boxer draw, which happened to be at the bottom. I rummaged through the drawer, searching for my favourite boxers, which were orange with black fox prints. Finally finding them I straightened up and held them triumphantly in the air, before putting them on. Finding the rest of my clothes was easy and I hurried to put them on, eager to get down to the kitchen and eat breakfast.

Going to the kitchen I was relieved to see Hidan was nowhere to be seen. There were however three of the other Akatsuki members around the table, only one of them eating. I silently made myself some breakfast and cautiously edged towards the table and after hearing no complaints I sat down in the only other chair available, my back towards the entrance of the kitchen. Half way through my breakfast I heard quiet footsteps, and then with a loud crash my chair was taken from beneath me. I landed heavily on my back and grimaced in pain. I opened my eyes and realised I was looking up from between Hidan's legs. I noticed he was holding his three-bladed scythe and figured out it was he that had caused me to topple back. Hidan started to laugh hysterically and I measured my breathing carefully as I stood up. I shoved Hidan hard, making him stumble into the doorframe before storming out of the room and towards the entrance of the Hideout. I needed the space and getting fresh air seemed like a good idea. After being outside for a few minutes, the door opened and shut again. I carried looking ahead. I didn't care who was there as long as they didn't talk to me. I could feel whoever it was looking at me and I willed myself not to let curiosity get the better of me. I was getting annoyed with feeling the person's eyes on me.

"Will you get fucking lost, or stop staring at me?" I requested rudely without turning to face them. My request was ignored and I sighed in frustration. From beside me I heard the shuffling of feet and knew instantly that whoever they were anxious to say something.

"I-I, uh, fuck, I'm sorry. Really. I mean, uh, I was… I didn't mean… fuck Jashin! I'm just fucking sorry." It was the all too familiar voice of Hidan, trying to apologise. I couldn't believe it, I would never think he was one to apologise, unless ordered to. That's what must have happened. Hidan's partner who was in the room must have ordered him to apologise. I fought down the flattered feeling I felt. He didn't want to apologise, it doesn't seem to be in his nature. It was only keeping his partner happy. I shrugged my shoulders seemingly uncaring. I didn't want to accept his apology but if I was to stay here without Itachi, it would be good not to have an enemy by the time he got back.

"Whatever." There, it didn't mean I accepted it, but I didn't reject it either. Before Hidan had a chance to reply I walked back into the Hideout. I couldn't handle meaningless apologies. I decided to spend some time in Itachi's room to avoid any more confrontations with a certain someone. Walking to Itachi's I accidentally bumped into Deidara. I went to sidestep Deidara, but he grabbed my arm.

"Hey Naruto, don't worry about Hidan-Sama, he's like that to everyone." Deidara tried to reassure me it wasn't just me Hidan picks on, but it didn't make much difference. I just want to be left alone. I nodded in 'understanding', shaking off Deidara's arm and carried on walking to Itachi's room. Once in there I sat on the window ledge, looking outside, thinking of Itachi and when he may be back. I hope it would be soon.