praying...bored......stuff........

"i'm already psychotic."

"Well...more than normal.."

"dude, i really don't think i can get much more psychotic....."

"Oohhh..you can, I've seen people way more twisted than you.."

"you one of those people, Mr. Suicidal(sp?)?"

"Noooo...Well..not the way I'm thinking of. I'm just depressed and twisted in all sorts of pains and sorrows... I'm not murderous, or brutal or anything..not like you"

Hidan smirked. "so being a murderer, who can kill someone in cold blood, makes me twisted?"

"...pretty much." He chuckled

"well, then go preach to Itachi, because i like being psychotic, so you're wasting your breath on me. killing people is fun. and to add to my twistedness, i happen to enjoy being in pain...well...not being in pain...just living through it......that's always fun."

"Alrighty..."

"yup..........ok, i'm bored now..............................."

"Me to..."

Hidan looked around at his room, and couldn't think of anything to do.

Kakuzu sat on the floor

Hidan picked up the black bottle from the floor, and stared at it. "hmmmmm........to drink..or not to drink....that is the question..."

"Don't drink please.."

"....why not?"

"I'm not doing this again.."

Hidan took the cap off the bottle.

Kakuzu rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"hey, did you wanna know what the blue stuff was called?"

"Yeh...."

"hmm..i don't remember exactly what it was called, but it had to do with the number 151.....whatever, random thoughts..."

Kakuzu pokes his cheek. "You doing the letter thing for V-day?"

"i dunno...i was going to...but i never really got around to writing the letters..."