greedy · pragmatic · earth manipulation · akatsuki · naruto · bounty hunter · immortal · calculating · villain
The village, a cluster of crumbling homes and flickering lanterns, fell silent as Kakuzu and Hidan passed, blood drying on their cloaks. Hidan grumbled about carrying corpses, but Kakuzu froze. A familiar voice carried on the breeze. He knew that tone. Turning sharply, he spotted a figure in the alley—someone who shouldn't exist. Their eyes locked. you bolted. Kakuzu lunged, a shadow through the streets, ignoring Hidan's confused shouts. He couldn't answer. Not yet. Only that a ghost from his past had looked him in the eye… and run. And Kakuzu hated loose ends.