A/N: As always, I really do appreciate your feedback and comments.
I'm just glad people are actually reading this :P
Warning: Language, violence...
Deidara gazed out the window, fist propping his chin up. His gaze wandered to the driver who kept staring at him and then back to the blurring buildings beside him. Why is he looking at me like that? Annoying as hell… he gruffly thought. "Hey!" he called out to the bus driver. "Are you taking me to the University yeah?"
The driver grinned. "Sure am kiddo."
"Hmph." Deidara slouched back in his seat, jolting slightly when his phone vibrating violently in his pocket. He pulled it out with a few mutters, recognizing the name almost immediately.
Scorpion: Get the fuck out of there. Buses don't run during the night.
Deidara pocketed the phone, standing up abruptly.
The driver saw and let out a roar of deep laughter, swerving the bus sharply to the side. Deidara lost his balance, crashing into the set of seats across from him and knocking the wind out of his chest. He started to get up, only to tumble backwards as the driver turned the bus to the other side. He painfully jarred his spine against the arm rest of the bus seat, face ramming into the back of the seat in front of him as the driver slammed on the brakes. He groaned and fell to the bus floor, his cuts from Tayuya's whip flaring as he tried pushing to his feet.
"Still alive?" The driver asked with a growing grin, stepping on the gas pedal and watching as the already-off-balance blonde stumbled over his sneakers and whacked his head against a pole passengers normally used when there was standing-room-only on the transportation vehicle.
Deidara cursed, using the pole to hold himself up and rub the smarting bruise on his forehead. He glared at the practically bald man driving before glancing around for a way off the bus. There was an emergency window on the other side of the bus and an escape hatch in the center. If he could just get to one and break it open…
"I know what you're thinking," the driver sneered. "I won't let you." He smashed a heavy fist on an Autopilot button, getting out of his seat to face the blonde.
Deidara lowered into a defensive stance as the man charged, blocking the first few fists before a leg swung up from the side and knocked him into the same pole he just moved away from. He turned and ducked, eyes growing large as the foot that had been coming his way snapped the pole clean in half. He steadied himself, sidestepping to dodge a barrage of punches that would have rendered him unconscious on first contact.
"Hmph. Speedy little bugger," the driver muttered, drawing back another fist.
Deidara clicked his tongue in aggravation, slipping past the driver as he swung and missed. He noticed that despite the man's insanely powerful strength, he had slower reflexes than him. If I use that to my advantage… He caught the hand heading for his face, throwing it aside and nailing the man in the jaw. "Hn." The blonde smirked, dropping it when the driver slowly turned his head back around to glare as if the hit hadn't even hurt. Oh fu-
The driver released a growl and backhanded him to the front of the bus where the wheel and door was.
Deidara pressed a hand to his throbbing temple, blindly feeling behind him for the switch to the door. His arm was moved from his face, grabbed in an iron grip as the driver moved in front of him. The blonde grunted and kneed him in the chin, using his spare hand to hit a pressure point in the neck and push the man away from him into the wheel.
As the man groaned and twitched at the damage to his esophagus, Deidara turned and scanned the various buttons on the dashboard, raising a confused eyebrow. Since when had buses gotten so technologically advanced? He snapped his head up, looking out the front window with wide eyes when he felt something amiss. The bus was heading straight for the edge of a bridge under construction- over four hundred feet above water.
"Shit, shit, shit!" Deidara started pressing all the buttons he saw, trying to find the right one. "Where's the one for the fucking door?" he angrily swore.
"Grraaaggh!"
The driver pushed past his pain to grab the blonde teen by his jacket collar and throw him all the way to the back of the bus where he roughly collided with the glass window and several seats. The man then cracked his burly neck from side-to-side and shook out his shoulders, stalking towards the blonde with vengeance in his grey eyes.
Deidara fumbled with his waistband as he clumsily got to his feet, the wounds from earlier causing irritation to flare up. He moved to get out of the way of an oncoming punch, yanking his studded belt off from around his jeans and hitting the driver across the eyes without another thought. As the man let out a roar and brought his hands to his bleeding pupils, Deidara jumped over his back and ran to the center hatch of the bus, leaping on a seat and kicking the hatch up. A gust of cold wind blew into the bus as he stared into a starry sky of freedom, jumping and swinging out the escape hatch onto the top of the bus.
Steadying himself on top the slippery roof, Deidara looked over his shoulder and saw them rapidly getting closer to the bridge. He then glanced back around, trying to judge which angle he should jump off onto the road below to avoid killing himself on the speeding bus.
Either way, it was going to hurt.
Desperately looking everywhere for another option, he was caught off guard when a hand punched through the metal bus roof and wrapped around his ankle, yanking him down and trying to tug him through the ceiling from underneath.
The blonde let out a scream of pain as the jagged metal shredded and cut into his leg as the driver angrily pulled on his ankle in an attempt to pull him down. He flailed the captured leg, aiming to kick the man in the face. After several failed tried, his heel made contact with a nose and eye. The grip on his ankle loosened and Deidara kicked him again to get complete control of his foot back.
He squeezed his eyes shut and quickly jerked his leg back up the hole with a muffled whimper. The skinned leg was pumping blood, but he slung his jacket off his shoulders and tied it around the gash to prevent himself from bleeding dry. He pushed to a kneeling position, ignoring the way his knee almost buckled.
He had lost time in the struggle and now the bridge was no less than a hundred feet away.
Deidara was at a loss of what to do- because he sure as hell wasn't going to jump off the bus- when the sound of a revving engine from behind him caught his attention. He crawled over the edge of the bus, looking down to see a sleek Bugatti Veyron pulling up alongside the bus. Itachi?
The front seat window rolled down, and Sasori poked his head out. "What are you doing?" he called up with an annoyed glare. "Get off from there."
Deidara glared right back. "What a great idea. Roll off the bus and get run over yeah."
"Shut up. You'll need to jump onto the roof of my car and grab onto whatever you can," Sasori ordered, eyes briefly traveling to the road ahead and the approaching bridge. "I'd hurry if I were you."
Deidara restrained from making a noise of frustration, looking at his limp leg and then back over the bus. Shit. I don't have much of a choice. He forced himself to stand, wobbling slightly as he shouted down, "Open the passenger window un!"
Sasori lifted a brow but did as told, bringing the car closer to the side of the bus. "Hurry up," he said.
"I know already!" Deidara took in a deep breath before throwing himself over. His body awkwardly collided with the roof of the redhead's car, making a dent as he gathered back his lost breath and slowly made his way to the passenger side of the vehicle. Imagine his surprise when the car suddenly swerved to the side and braked, causing him to almost fly off. And he would have had it not been for his death grip on the opened window pane.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he screamed, heart thudding in his chest.
"I didn't fancy going over a bridge," Sasori's voice said. "Now get in."
Deidara mumbled a string of profanities but slid into the window anyway, shifting in the dark car to adjust himself in a way that would cause his leg to fall off. He glanced over in the darkness as Sasori started backing the car up and turning it around. His gaze then went to the bus and the man stumbling about inside, unable to see. "Did you bring anything with you?" he asked, breaking the silence between them.
Sasori concentrated on looking where he was going. "Several guns, a few explosives, and a hell of a lot of ammo. Why?"
Deidara patted the leather seats in the back of the car, fingers wrapping around the first firearm he felt. He brought it in front of him, smirking when he saw that it was a machine gun. "I have to get myself one of these," he said to himself, leaning out his window and looking behind him to the bus getting farther and farther away from them.
Sasori spared him a glance. "What are you doing?"
"Stopping someone from polluting the river." Deidara rested the gun on the window ledge, closing the eye hidden beneath his fringe to get better aim on the bus. He lowered the weapon's point from the back window to the ignition pipe releasing puffs of dark smoke. "Sayonara," he murmured, releasing the safety, cocking the gun, and holding down the trigger.
The series of bullets traveled straight into the engine pipe, causing the bus to explode upon impact.
Deidara brought the gun back inside the car, admiring it and ignoring the look Sasori was giving him as they safely sped down the lamp-lit streets.