“So, when do I start?” asked Thanerah while she was sitting on the bed in the apartment.
She was expecting a response from the bathroom since Hidan is changing inside. Thanerah tapped her foot on the ground while her patient was growing thin until she couldn’t hold it any longer.
She shouted “Hey Hidan! Are you even listening to me in there?!”
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Hidan groaned deeply in the bathroom after he put his shoulder armour on, *Why the fuck is she acting bitchy all of a sudden? Is she on her periods or something?* he though as he turned around to face the door. When he walked out of the bathroom he was greeted by an annoyed Thanerah.
“Did you hear what I just said, Hidan?!” she demanded with her arms crossed and legs crossed with a gruff.
“Yes, I fucking heard you,” replied Hidan with a bit annoyance.
Suddenly she stopped when she saw what Hidan was wearing, he was wearing an opened black coat with it wide opened to reveal his masculine chest, his torso was wrapped by a brown leather strapped with small packages at the side; black tight pants with dark brown boots; he was also wearing dark blue gloves with metal straps on the back of it and a shoulder armour. There was also a red cape attached to the shoulder armour but it seemed to hook on his other shoulder on the back of the cloak and let it loose till the top of his ankle.
“What?” Hidan asked with an arched brow when Thanerah’s mouth was slightly open while her eyes were scanning his whole body.
“I-I um...” she stuttered with her cheeks going flushed.
Hidan grinned widely then asked her, “Do I look fucking sexy, Thanerah? Cause I know I am,” he said as he flexed his muscles at her.
Her blush deepened then she looked away. “S-Shut up!” she shouted with embarrassment.
Hidan smirked widely until he looked at the clock, “Shit, I’m fucking late,” he grumbled under his breath.
He walked towards the side of his bed and opened the drawer of his nightstand to take out his Krystol. It immediately wrapped itself around Hidan’s index ring is a shape of a ring.
Then he turned to his wife, “I have to go to the fucking meeting with the others. Behave while I’m gone,” he ordered as he walked towards the exit of the door.
Thanerah’s left eye twitched, stood up from the bed and walked after him. She grabbed his shoulder before he could take another step.
“Now just hold on for a second!” she demanded, Hidan looked at her over his shoulder with a bit of annoyance.
“What the fuck is it now?” he growled then he glanced at the clock, “Shit I’m going to get really late. Don’t want to fucking piss them off...” he grumbled. He looked at Thanerah again to see her tapping her foot on the ground with her arms crossed and a pout on her lips. “What?” he grumpily asked.
Thanerah huffed softly and said “’What’! You say?! I can’t just sit here all day doing nothing but cleaning! I already have done that! What am I suppose to do now?!” she asked.
Hidan sighed softly with his left eyebrow twitching from annoyance, he calmly said to her “Just fucking wait till I come back from the fucking meeting. It won’t take long.” He brushed away her hand from his shoulder and easily walked out of the door.
Thanerah sighed heavily, *some husband he is!* she thought angrily.
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Thanerah was lying on the couch while playing with her black hair a bit until she heard the door being opened; she sat up quickly to see Hidan entering the apartment.
“How was the meeting?” she asked as she changed positions so she was sitting on it properly. Hidan sat on the couch next to her with a bit of anger in his eyes. “Hidan?” asked Thanerah as she felt concern for him.
He looked at her then said, “The Elders believed that war will come soon, from an enemy we all thought went into extinction thousands of years ago.”
Thanerah didn’t understand it completely so she asked him, “Wh-What’s the Natoku? Is it a monster or something?”
Hidan breathe in softly as he relaxed on the couch, then he started to explain to her “The Natoku is another religion but it’s more...bloodier than Jashinism.”
Thanerah arched a brow, “Really? I thought this religion is already bloody enough. I mean, you kill as sacrifices for Lord Jashin.”
“That’s because Lord Jashin demanded it and I had to sacrifice as many as possible to him because I refused to return here.”
“What happens if you stop sacrificing to him?”
“Then he’ll take my soul away; lock me in an eternal prison where I’ll never meet peace.”
Thanerah softened her eyes at him then she asked, “So, tell me about the Natoku religion.”
“Natoku is another God, well a God of Pain. His religion required long torture until the victim is barely alive and just leave them to die slowly without any success of surviving, even with medical attention.” Hidan said gravely as he crossed his arms on his chest.
“Isn’t Jashinism any different?”
“Jashinism only requires the death of the victims that Lord Jashin chooses or accepts. With the Natoku religion, it chooses anyone.”
“Are they hard to kill?” asked Thanerah as she played with her fingers a bit
Hidan let out a small scoff and said, “No, not much. But due from my rank and skills I could kill them quickly without making a fucking mess.”
“But with someone like me?”
Hidan glanced at her then said, “Well, it would be hard for you to kill them. They’re fast so you’d be dead within seconds.”
“How very thoughtful of you,” sarcastically said Thanerah
Hidan grumbled a few curse words under his breath and said “Hey I’m just telling you the fucking truth here, Thanerah.”
Thanerah sighed heavily and then asked him, “How do you know that they’re still a few Natoku followers alive?”
“We have some information from the GRIM Jashinist survivors. They’re gathering information as much as fucking possible as we speak. It’s not that fucking easy, you know?”
“I know, I know,” said Thanerah. She glanced at Hidan, “Do they know the location of the Natoku?”
“Sorry Thanerah but I can’t tell you that. High class information,” said Hidan.
Thanerah groaned under her breath then looked at her crystal, “I wish there was an easy way to get stronger...” Soon her hands were covered by a slightly larger one so she looked at Hidan
“You just have to train harder, Thanerah. That’s all.” He pulled his hand away from hers and pointed at himself with a grin “And besides, I’m the fucking General so I can fucking train you in private.”
Suddenly Thanerah hugged him tightly; he seemed surprise but smiled softly as he hugged her back. “Thank you, Hidan.”
Hidan let out a small laugh, “That’s what fucking husbands are for.”
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“Lower,” Thanerah flinched as she tried to lower herself. “Lower,” he demanded once more. Soon she felt his hand being pulled away “Now relax” she let out a sigh of relief when she sat up.
Hidan was standing behind her while wearing a black tank top with black long pants with silver linings at the sides. Thanerah was sitting cross legs on the floor while wearing a grey tank top with black baggy pants that ends underneath her knee.
“Come on, Thanerah. If you want to fucking get stronger, you have to fucking push yourself from your limit,” said Hidan as he crossed his strong arms on his chest.
Thanerah glared at him over her shoulder with hot sweats running down from her brow. “I-I’m trying.”
“Well you’re not fucking trying hard enough!” said Hidan.
Hidan was training Thanerah but he was training her to flex her muscles so she could be more flexible in battles. Thanerah only looked away from Hidan and take in deep breaths to calm herself and her muscles. Soon she felt hands resting on her shoulder
“Look, I know I may seem fucking harsh but there are worse things than this,” said Hidan as he rubbed her shoulders. Thanerah let out a soft moan then said to him with a small smirk
“You’re good...”
Hidan smirked softly “It’s a fucking good way to make your muscles to relax. Try to take in some fucking deep breaths.”
“Don’t you ever stop using the ‘fuck’ word in a sentence?” asked Thanerah before she moaned softly
“There are fucking times that I don’t swear but this is who I am, so deal with it.”
Thanerah let out a small laugh before taking in deep breaths as he ordered her to.