A/N: Lol, you guys...I'm like Masashi Kishimoto. I won't kill off any important characters until its necessary :P
Or so I say~ Thanks for the reviews and readings!
Warning: Language, violence, etc...
Itachi slowly drove down the streets of Rain City, glancing out the window for any signs of their two missing force members. They had already been searching for an hour to no avail, in a completely different part of the city they never went in. And knowing Sasori's driving knowledge, they probably had no idea where they were going either. It was getting late, almost midnight, and Itachi was beginning to get irked.
"Still no sign of them, even all the way out here," Itachi said, turning down another road.
"I bet they crashed," Hidan grumbled under his breath as he scanned the new street. "Pein would be so fuckin' pissed."
"I'd think he's be more worried than angry," Kakuzu said from beside him in the backseat.
Hidan shook his head and said, "Nah- he'd be furious. He just gave Sasori the car today."
"That's not the point Hidan."
"You're not the damn point!"
Kakuzu cast him an irritated look. "Were you always this stupid?"
Itachi resisted the urge to slam his head on the wheel and kick them both out his car.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa- stop the car bitch!" Hidan suddenly shouted, shoving his hand into Kakuzu's face.
The older man growled before punching Hidan in the eye.
"Ow! Motherfucker!"
Itachi ignored their bickering, steering his car over to where he had noticed the wreckage Hidan pointed out. His eyes narrowed as he saw the totaled Bugatti Veyron, putting his car in park and opening his door to step outside.
Kakuzu had already jumped out as soon as the car stopped, grabbing his medical kit and running around the Sasori's crushed vehicle. He saw Deidara first and stooped down in front of the blonde, checking his neck for a pulse before feeling the teen's bones and muscles carefully and gently. He sighed deeply and looked over his shoulder where he could make out Sasori's arm through the car window. "Hidan!"
"On it," Hidan seriously said, standing in front of the indented car door. He flexed his fingers before grabbing the door's frame. Several deep breaths and heaves later, he ripped the metal from its hinges and threw it over his shoulder.
Kakuzu ducked over top Deidara with a scowl. "Watch where you're throwing stuff!" he shouted. "And don't move him too much! I don't know what's wrong with him yet."
Hidan rolled his eyes, doing as instructed so that his friend wouldn't get any more injured than he already was. He brought him to where his partner impatiently stood, setting the redhead down and stepping away. Kakuzu immediately bustled over to inspect the damage.
"How's the damage?" Itachi tiredly asked, coming around.
Kakuzu spared him a glance, removing his fingers from Sasori's arm. "He's got a clean break and minor concussion. His ribs are bruised as well, but other than that, nothing life threatening," he said.
Itachi nodded and then jerked his head in Deidara's direction. "What about him?"
"Heavy concussion- his head smacked the ground quite nicely," Kakuzu replied. "His right leg is badly torn and the ankle is sprained, and there are tears in his skin that look to be from a rough run-in with thorns. A bruised chin, chest, and spine. Luckily no severe damage done. I can disinfect both their wounds and bandage them," he said, though speaking more aloud to himself than anything else. "I'll treat them better back at the lab."
Itachi grimly overlooked the redhead and blonde before leaving Kakuzu to his work and climbing into his car to wait. He didn't even blink as a dagger broke his side mirror, looking at his rearview one to see where the flying projectile had come from.
Hidan was already on guard in front of his window, pulling out his handgun.
Standing several feet away was a white-haired teen with drawn cheekbones and red markings on his skin. He held a thin sword in one hand, dressed in nothing but a dark blue bathrobe.
Hidan lifted a brow. "Where the fuck did you just come from?" he asked the kid with half a laugh.
The teen narrowed his eyes. "Watch who you're talking to," he said. "I am Kimimaru, and I came at the call of my friends. All of which I see have been killed."
"Way to sound devastated bitch," Hidan muttered. "What the hell do you want?"
"I've come to kill you."
"What a laugh!"
"I'm not joking! Do not mock me."
Hidan sniggered behind a hand. "Do not mock me… Hahahaha! Damn kid!"
Kimimaru looked livid. "You'll pay for your ignorance," he spat.
"I'm waiting," Hidan taunted.
Itachi inwardly rolled his eyes. They both talk too much…
Kakuzu continued wrapping Sasori's broken arm around the splint he had set, not bothering to look up from where he was hidden from sight behind the car. At least Sasori will have an excuse not to go to work tomorrow, he thought.
"I will not let you past me," Kimimaru snapped.
"Oh? Is that fucking right?" Hidan snapped back.
Hidan and Kimimaru both ignored Itachi getting out from the vehicle, in favor of staring each other down.
"You think a puny punk like you can fuckin' take me?" Hidan sneered.
Kimimaru scoffed. "I can do more damage to an oaf like you than you could ever possibly know. Under the guidance of my powerful boss Orochimaru, I will strike you down and burn what's left of your body, spreading your ashes in the wind and watch them scatter with the blooming flowers of-"
Itachi pulled out his gun and blasted the teen's head off, going back inside the car as the body fell to the ground.
Hidan blinked at the unusual display of hostility from the raven. "Oh. Well that was ridiculously easy," he said. "What the fuck's his problem?" he asked, referring to Itachi.
Kakuzu let out a noise that sounded like a smothered chuckle before motioning for his partner to help him. "He's tired, leave him alone. Now help me get these guys in the car," he looked at their two unconscious comrades.
Hidan threw his arms up into the air and then went to do as he was told. He had just started lifting Sasori when an idea came to his mind.
With a badly concealed snigger, the silver-haired man laid Sasori carefully on the car seat, making sure his broken arm wouldn't be crushed under him. Then he reached down to pick up Deidara. Fuck! He's heavier than he looks! After some brief struggling- because the blonde punched in his sleep- Hidan managed to get him in the car. He couldn't help but guffaw as he purposely tucked the blonde's head beneath Sasori's chin and flung a draped arm around the redhead's torso.
Hidan smirked, patting Sasori's head before moving out the car again.
"Why'd you put them like that?" Kakuzu questioned, looking inside as he packed up his medical equipment.
Hidan stepped back with a satisfied smile, hands on his hips. "Remember when Kisame and Sasori pranked us after our first car crash?"
Kakuzu muttered something intelligible about morons shouting while driving and then asked, "Why?"
"Well he put us in this really awkward position and scared the shit out of us when we woke," Hidan boisterously laughed. "So now I'm paying back the favor. It's funny as shit and Sasori's going to kill us when he wakes the fuck up," Hidan snickered.
Kakuzu rolled his eyes. "That's just what I want," he dryly said.
Itachi impatiently eyed them. "Any day now," he muttered.
Hidan slid into the backseat by Sasori and Deidara's feet, smirking. "God- you get so prissy the longer you go without fucking sleep," he said.
"I can make you walk back," Itachi hissed as Kakuzu climbed into the passenger seat and shut the door.
Hidan grinned. "Take it easy. I'll shut the hell up now."
Kakuzu placed a soothing arm on the Uchiha's forearm and said, "Let's just get out of here. We can worry about things tomorrow morning when all of us are in better moods and ready to talk- okay?" He looked behind him. "And Hidan! Unless you want to use the bathroom out the same hole you use to eat, I suggest you pipe down."
The silver-haired man snorted but hunkered down all the same.
Itachi sighed and pulled out of the parking lot, wanting nothing more than to get back to headquarters and go the hell to sleep.