Last chapter. It's shit, like the rest. Don't expect too much, I somewhat lost interest in writing this story. I'm sorry. It's hard to write when you don't like it anymore.

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"Hidan," A deep and familiar voice called from what seemed like an infinite and empty darkness. Hidan felt himself shiver.

"Yes, Master Jashin? I'm here."

"You love Shikamaru," it wasn't a question. It was more of an accusation.

"I do. Not so much that I love him more than you."

"You were hesitant to pray because of him."

"Yes, Master, but-"

"This is a dream. When you wake, you will leave Konoha. I have arranged it to be possible, through the southeast window in the kitchen there is a blind spot in the pitiful defense of this place. You will descend to the ground from there and enter the sparsely wooded area, and hide yourself the best that you are able until you reach the walls where there is a hole in the structure that I shall lead you to. You will never come within 1000 meters of Konoha again."

"Master-"

"You will wake now. Do not disturb Shikamaru. You should know, however, he only had sex with you to have you tell Ibiki the whole truth, thus ending the mission. He is unfeeling and cold, he does not love you."

"He has to! He-"

"Good morning."

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Hidan bolted upright. Luckily Shikamaru was tired and sound asleep. His sudden movement didn't so much as stir the other man. Could what Master Jashin said really be true? Did Shikamaru not love him? Did he lie all those times before?

Master Jashin would never lie. He had no need to, he is truth itself. Hidan bit his lip and got up. He had nothing that needed to be kept from this place, and if he did keep them, they would only serve as ugly reminders to what had happened here.

Master Jashin was concerned that Shikamaru would get in the way of his devotion. Nothing, and no one was so important that Master Jashin should be ignored, but this was quite possibly the most painful thing Hidan had ever forced himself to do. He risked a final good-bye kiss, planning to atone for this grievous sin somehow at another time.

When his lips touched Shikamaru's, he suddenly got the vision of when Ibiki had come in yesterday. Shikamaru said he had a plan then, as well as right before they had sex. Master Jashin's only intentions thus far were to protect his most virtuous follower. Hidan prepared for his leave immediately.

First, he snapped his rusted knife which he used in to many rituals, so it could never be used by an infidel. Afterward, he found his cloak and ripped it to pieces, mostly just to take out his anger, but also to finalize his betrayal of the Akatuski. Then he left in the way his Master instructed during his dream.

He left his love behind without a word and only a kiss that contained nothing more than bitter thoughts.

Master Jashin was right. Shikamaru was confused for a long time, but he never harbored love towards Hidan.

Or, he didn't know the difference between feelings of love or lust. His confusion led him to choices he'd more than likely never forgive himself for.

Shikamaru woke in much the same fashion as Hidan, nearly three hours later. There was a feeling of dread in the air. Hate lingered where love had been.

Hidan knew what happened.

He left.

He left.

He really left.

He was actually gone.

He couldn't have just left.

Why should it matter?

Shouldn't lust disappear when the person is gone?

Shikamaru swung his feet over the side of the bed and started looking around the house. It was only five in the morning. Hidan left, Shikamaru just knew he left.

Still, pointlessly, he called out. "Hidan? Hidan! Where are you?"

Ibiki would fume at Shikamaru for being so careless, but Shikamaru was more concerned with the prospect of actually losing Hidan more than being sentenced to a horrible punishment for letting someone like that leave.

How could he just leave?

He was just talking about love.

Now, he left.

If he was always capable of leaving, then did he really only stay for the sex?

"Fuck, I'm an idiot. Hidan wasn't in love with me, he just wanted a fuck and toss and I'm a moron!"

How could someone seem so sincere when they profess their love.

It was all just a clever act to get what he wanted, Shikamaru was sure of it.

He was only used. Nothing more. There is nothing less. There will never be any more.

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Yuck, that was such a short chapter. God, this story was a big pain in the bum. Sorry to those who may be disappointed. I'm proud of myself for finishing this thing, but really there are better ways to write and I'm ashamed of myself for being so lazy at the same time.

*I'm going to start the rest of the story, I hope you'll like chap 17!