The Kyuubi Case
A/N: LOL, I've had this idea for a while and now I really felt like writing it down. I know I really should be concentrating on my other stories, especially "Open your eyes" but every time I start writing everything just goes to hell and I feel like I need a short break from them…
This was originally going to be a one shot, but after writing 13 pages, and realizing that I wasn't even half way through I decided to split it up. So, yeah.. I'm sorry if the chapters are ending weirdly. I just cut them off in the middle XD Hope you like it anyway!
Summery: When Naruto, a very talented police officer, stands face to face with the famous serial killer Kyuubi, he realizes that they are not so different after all.
Pairings: None
Warning: I guess violence, mentioning blood and creepy murder things, Character death and language
Genre: Crime, thriller,
Disclaimer: I don't owe Naruto.
"23 year old female, she was stabbed in the stomach about 15 times and then strangled to death. The drawing of a nine-tailed fox was seen on the wall next to her"
"Drawn with the victims' blood?"
"Yeah" Naruto Uzumaki sighed and rubbed his forehead.
"Then there's no doubt about it, this is one of Kyuubi's victims"
The man in front of him, Gaara Sabuka, nodded as he put the envelope on the blondes' desk. "Here are the pictures from the crime scene. The boss wanted you to take a look at them to see if you could find something, he put all his faith in you now"
Naruto snorted, not surprised by his friends' words. "Of course, what else can a lazy old porn addicted fart do except for leaning on others and expect them to do all the work"
Gaara sighed. "You know that's not the case here Naruto. You're the best one here and he knows it. You should feel honoured that he trusts you so much"
Naruto sighed and leaned back in to the chair.
"Yeah yeah, whatever. Just leave now so I can look over the pictures in peace and quiet! Otherwise I can't concentrate!"
Gaara couldn't help but smirk a little at his friends' childish behaviour as he started to walk towards the door.
"Oh and by the way!" Gaara stopped and turned around to look at Naruto. "Yes?"
"Please send your sister in her with a cup of coffee" Gaara nodded and exited the room.
Naruto picked up the envelope and opened. He grabbed a hold of all the photographs and spread them out on the desk.
He picked one up and studied it careful. The pictured showed a girl covered in blood, her green, lifeless eyes starred right passed the camera. Her neck was badly bruised, and her shirt all bloody and ripped. Naruto frowned as he took a closer look at the girl face. She was cute, or at least she had been before she got killed. Her face was round and pretty, and she had an unusually big forehead, and to his surprise her hair was pink, and yet it looked so natural. He felt a sudden pain stab through his heart as he looked at the picture.
'I can't believe another one was killed' he thought and clenched his fists.
Kyuubi was a well known serial killer in Konoha. So far 10 people had been killed in less than a year. He had gotten the name Kyuubi because the only thing they had on him, the only thing they knew about him was that he liked to draw small foxes next to the dead body with the victims' blood. And the fox always had nine tails.
But that was all information they had. Kyuubi never left any trace behind; no fingerprints, strays of hair, footprints were to be found on the crime scene. They didn't even know how he looked like! For all they knew they could have walked by him thousands of times without knowing that it was him! Hell, it could even be a her!
Naruto hated it. He hated that he had nothing that could lead him to Kyuubi, he hated that he was always outsmarted by a psychopath. No matter what he did, Kyuubi always seemed to be one step a head of him.
A knock on the door was heard and Naruto looked up from the pictures. "Come in" he called and soon a girl with blonde hair walked in with a cup of coffee in her hand.
"How did I ever let Gaara talk me into being your assistant?" Temari asked as she put down the cup on the desk. Naruto smiled thankfully at her. "How are things going?" she asked and walked around the desk to stand behind Naruto and get a better view of the photographs. Naruto sighed and picked up the coffee to take a sip from it.
"What do you think? He's been out there for 9 months now and we still don't even know a thing about him! He just goes after random people that don't even have a connection with each other! Just look here!" Naruto pushed out his chair and opened one of the drawers. He pulled out a small, black folder and opened it. The folder was full with pictures from different crime scenes.
"Here is his first victim" the blonde man said and pointed a photograph that showed a young man with brown hair. He had been found in a water filled bath tube, clearly drowned. A piece of fabric had been covering his eyes and his hands were tied back.
"And then there was this one" Naruto said and turned the page, pointing at a woman this time. She had bleach blonde hair and blue lifeless eyes that starred up in the ceiling. Her neck was bruised, showing that she had been strangled to death. Her wrists had been cut up as well as her stomach.
"If he hadn't strangled her she would have died from blood loos eventually" Naruto explained before turning the page once more.
"Ah, and than there's this one…" Naruto's finger wandered to another photograph that depicted an older man with white, long hair. "The first thing I noticed when I checked over the victims the first time was the age, everyone seemed to be in the same age, so I thought that might have been something to go after. But then this man showed up and completely messed with the pattern!"
Indeed, every victim had been around 22-23, except this one, who looked like he was about 30-35.
"And" Naruto continued. "No matter what I do, I can't find a connection between them…"
Temari took the book from him and looked over the pictures one more time. She read the name one the first one, who had drowned. "Kiba Inuzuka", she flipped the page to the blonde girl. "Ino Yamanaka" and then the last one. "Mizuki Touji"
Temari frowned at the picture of the older man. Of all the victims, he must have suffered the most she thought. Both of his hands and feet had been cut of together with his ears, and a plastic bag had been placed over his head. His whole body was covered in bruises and marks.
Temari shivered at the thought of being put through something like that. She shook her head and put down the book, grabbing the now empty cup she started to walk towards the door.
"Well, as much as I'd love to stay here and admire all the beautiful pictures I have to get home to my lazy ass husband and make sure he doesn't starve to death. Is it okay if I leave?"
Temari looked over her shoulder and was surprised to see Naruto sitting with the book in his hands again, seeming to be in another world. She slowly walked back over to him.
"Naruto wha-"She interrupted herself when she saw what he was looking at. Her eyes sadden a bit as she saw the body on the picture and read the name.
"He put up such a fight that night…" Naruto whispered. "He really refused to die... He fought for his life and he tried so hard to contact the police, but-"
"Naruto…" Temari put a hand on his shoulder. She hated seeing him like this; sad and broken, she had already had enough of that.
"Why him, Temari?" Naruto asked, voice shaky and weak. "I don't understand, why him?"
Temari sighed and looked out through the window. 'Such a gloomy weather' she thought before turning her head back to Naruto.
"I don't know…" she replied after a few seconds of silence.
"He didn't deserve it" he continued. Temari suppressed a sighed; they had been over this so many times before, as much as she was mourning their friends' death as well, it was really getting tiring.
"I know" she said.
She hated it when Naruto brought up that night again; all she wanted to do was forget about it. It was so painful to remember it. Not that she had been a close friend to the victim, but Naruto's heartbroken scream kept playing in her head, over and over. It was killing her just to think about it.
Gaara and Naruto had been best friends for as long as she could remember, and with time, Naruto became like a younger brother to her. She loved him, and just like any other person she hated to see her beloved ones cry, Thinking about that night just broke her heart. Thinking about Naruto's screams and cries from that night…
"Well, I'm not backing down on my words!" Temari blinked a few times and looked at the younger man in front of her. "That night I made a promise and will not break it!"
He put the folder away and turned on the lamp. "So in order to keep that promise I will work my butt of until I've succeeded!"
Temari sighed and rubbed the back of her head. "Fine, but don't over do it! Is it okay if I'm leaving now then?"
Naruto gave her a short nod and smiled at her. "Do so, and tell your lazy ass husband 'hi' from me!"
"I will!" the blonde girl replied with a smile before exiting the door.
It was raining. This was very funny according to Naruto, since he happened to love the rain, so having rain on his funeral just felt… Funny... But not in the "hahaha"- way, but more like the "oh, what a coincident"- way.
It wasn't cold outside, and it wasn't windy; it was just rainy. Naruto sighed as he could feel every single drop fall on him and slowly making its way through his clothes, only to end up on his skin. But it wasn't like he was bothered by it. Actually it was quite the opposite; he couldn't care less. Plus, he felt good about the rain at the moment, he felt like the sky was crying for him, since he had tears left at this point.
Naruto let his head fall back, face turned to the sky, the greyish depressing sky…
"Are you okay?"
Looking over his shoulder, Naruto was greeted by a pair of green eyes. He smiled sadly at Gaara as the boy made his way over to him.
"Not right now" Naruto honestly replied, eyes scanning the gravestone. "But I will be, eventually…"
Gaara said nothing after that. They both remained silence as they stood there, both looking at the name carved in to the stone.
"You know…" Gaara started. "Temari told me that he did call to your office, though he was almost half dead when he did so…"
When Naruto didn't answer him Gaara sighed. Two weeks had passed since the death of their fellow-worker and Naruto had barely said a word since then.
"Look, Naruto" the redhead started. "I know this is hard for you, but you better get yourself together if you wish to take down the killer! We need you"
Naruto bit the inside of his cheek as Gaara's words sunk in. He knew he was being selfish. He had been skipping work too much lately, and the case just got harder and harder with every hour that passed by.
As Gaara still didn't receive any answer he sighed and started to take a few steps back. "Well, I'm going inside now, please join us later and don't stand out here and freeze your ass off!"
Naruto gave his friend a small nod and watched as he jogged towards the building. When he was sure that he was all alone he fell to his knees on the ground, fists clenching at his side before he punched the wet, muddy grass. "DAMN IT!" he screamed out. He was breathing heavy and fighting against the tears that threatened to fall.
"This shouldn't have happened to you" Naruto whispered as he looked up at the photo of his friends that was set on his grave. "You didn't deserve this…"
Taking a deep breath Naruto slowly started to get up. As he stood up he looked at the picture one more time, feeling a sharp pain shoot through his heart at the sight of the frowning face.
"I promise" Naruto whispered. "No matter what I have to go through, no matter what the consequences will be, I swear that I'll kill Kyuubi. Even if it's costs my own life… I will avenge you" And with those words Naruto stood up and left the gravestone. Even thought the letters on it were dark they were pretty much glowing as it was lit up by the lightning.
Turning around Naruto read the name one last time.
"Sasuke Uchiha"
Well, that's the first part! I hope you enjoy it! Tell me if you think the next chapter should be a bit longer, or if this was good. I just want to make sure you don't think it too long or too shirt! Please tell me what you think :'
Thanks for reading.