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No Rest for Crime
"Get out of my office, Hatake." Kakashi was pressing up against his side with a hand snaking around Iruka's wrist.
"But you're so comfy~" Elbowing him, Kakashi stumbled back a foot dramatically. "Gah, wounded by my lover."
"If anyone heard you, they'd think you were serious."
"Let them, the rumours would be a nice change from everything else circulating through this office." Straightening up, Kakashi smoothed out his suit and peeked out the shutters into the offices of men and women who could never be trusted despite being the head of Konoha's security. The only man in the office Kakashi could spare even a bit of trust for was the dear commissioner who was then rolling up a newspaper to swat him with.
"I swear, Hatake." Iruka waved his threatening roll in the other's direction. "Stop bad mouthing my department."
"I don't mean to. It's just that I wonder if the police force really is a force that protects or a force that prattles."
The furrowed brows were a definite signal to stop and Kakashi shut his mouth. Papers were shifted on Iruka's desk and Kakashi finally sat in his designated seat to sign off the papers they'd gathered to sign in the first place.
"You know, you don't have to meet with me to sign these papers. You can meet with… Um…" Iruka was struggling to find the name of the woman from the coordinator's team; the one from sponsorships.
"Debbie," Kakashi filled in. "Her name is Debbie and she's actually the one who gave me these papers. It turns out that there's a line right there that you have to sign and I thought that it might be easier on everyone if I just went directly to you."
"Of course…" Smooth eyes matched the smirk on Iruka's face. For one, the commissioner had been the one to approve the proposal and he had already signed the paper when he'd approved it. He ran a hand over his smiling mouth and looked away from Kakashi's sultry eyes.
"Of course," Kakashi echoed, sitting back in his seat. Iruka's hand went for a pen and was signing when Chief Sarutobi burst in without knocking.
They all stood in the room uncomfortably for a few moments as if Asuma had discovered something nasty going on. Composing himself, Iruka stood with Kakashi following suit. "Yes, Asuma?"
"Nine-tails. He had another breakdown and broke out and took half a wall with him." As Asuma continued, Iruka was already pulling on his coat and following him out with Kakashi calmly on their tail. "Orochimaru and three other convicts are loose on the streets."
"Does the press know?"
"Not yet but there are rumours spreading and we have three reporters already knocking at our front door."
"Not a word to them until we find Orochimaru and the others. We can't do anything about Naruto until he calms down." They stepped into the elevator and the commissioner turned his attention to their guest.
"I'm really sorry about this, Kakashi. You have the papers but if you were looking for more information about the event and who will be attending then you can ask…" With an embarrassing pause, Iruka fumbled for a name which Kakashi generously supplied. "Yes, Debbie. You can ask her about that."
"I'm more interested if you'll be there." Immediately, Iruka snapped his head to Kakashi to see the older man looking at the elevator floor with the occasional glance up at him.
Biting back a smile, the commissioner stood taller and drew his shoulders back. "I might be popping in for a few minutes to give the opening speech."
There was a lopsided grin on Kakashi's face. With that much tension in the air, Asuma was glad to rush out when the elevator doors opened and he quickly said, "I think we've got more important things on our hands. First giant monster then you can flirt all you guys want."
"Of course," Iruka was blushing. The three headed through the parking garage; police cars were already zooming out of the parking lot with lights flashing. Stopping at his own car where his driver was waiting for him, Kakashi couldn't help but study the younger officer as Iruka and Asuma were quietly talking.
"I hope he isn't headed any further downtown." Hands were fixing his tie and smoothing out his powder blue shirt and it sent a shiver down Kakashi's spine.
"You have my number, Commissioner." When Iruka looked up at his words, Kakashi sent him another sly smirk and retreated to his car without needing to see the flush that covered Iruka's cheekbones.
As soon as doors were closed, the officers' faces switched to serious mode and they were both in their own seats, backing out before Kakashi's driver even started their engine.
Blinking on their gsp system, their radio started to blare voices of frightened police officers trying to communicate amongst each other and Iruka had to put up his end as they turned their lights on and zoomed out of the parking lot.
"What's the status?"
The line went dead quiet for a few seconds with what Iruka could only imagine as their officers sihing with relief.
"Sir," a voice similar to Raidou's took the lead. "Naruto is heading for town but he's still a mile out before he reaches the suburbs. He is currently stuck in Snake Cosmetic's warehouse but I don't expect his to stay stuck long; he's getting pretty agitated."
"Let's stay calm and stay as far back as possible without him leaving our sights and no guns. I repeat no guns. If you see any of the other convicts, coerce and detain. If they do not cooperate, you are allowed to use a taser and baton but no bullets." Sighing, Iruka flicked off his intercom and Asuma scoffed.
"You think they'll listen?"
"Nope." Iruka pressed his face into a hand as Asuma licked on their sirens and they sped through the city into the suburbs.
"Sir, don't you think the commissioner can handle this?" His butler was looking at him through the rearview mirror but Kakashi paid no attention as he unpinned the cufflinks off his jacket. "Don't you think it's a little insulting? The commissioner does know Naruto very well after all."
Finally, Kakashi let out a breath of uncertain air as he pinned the cufflinks to the inside of his jacket's pocket. There was an uneasy feeling in the air around him. Something was telling him that he needed to do something; as if unrest was whispering into his neck. "I need to go. If just to make sure they're okay. We are talking about an asylum breach."
"Of course, sir." They slid into the garage of Hatake Manor and stepped out of the car and into the hall leading to the manor. The little brick corridor then started to sink into the ground quickly until finally stopping at the lowest level of the mansion.
Shoes stepped soundly into the velvety main room of Kakashi's hideaway and Kakashi spoke clearly into the room, just close enough to the leather couch to touch. "Those who break the rules are trash but those who abandon their comrades are worse than trash."
To the general public, this room looked like the ultimate man-cave but there were few people on the planet who knew that if you spoke the right command, had the same voice and tone as Kakashi and stood in the same spot Kakashi was, then the giant 4k television would slide up into the ceiling to reveal where Kakashi kept his suit, weapons, armour and assortment of gadgets that no one else would know how to use.
"They're at Snake Cosmetics right now. Their warehouse location has already been uploaded to your watch but they still can't find the other convict's locations." Kakashi was already slipping into his pitch black suits, his stained black armour automatically sliding over his shoulders to wraps around his chest and thighs. Looking on with a looking of much anxiousness, the butler tried not to let his shaking leg show. "I'm not comfortable with you going out there and risk getting seen again."
Stepping out of the secret room, Kakashi ignored the other man and stepped back into the elevator. "That will be all, Obito."
Scowling, Obito threw Kakashi's mask at him and sighed, "just make sure that you're not seen, idiot."
Iruka was treading through the smoke of eyeshadow that had yet to clear from Naruto ripping out five different plastic-wrapped pallets. He stepped cautiously over broken eyeshadow palettes and listened beyond the sounds of officers carefully following in his footsteps and the screech of a machine in the distance.
A hand was tapping Iruka's shoulder and he swiftly turned to where the officer behind him was pointing above them to their right. A tail was peeking out from the edge of a steel vat. Holding a fist up for his officers to see, Iruka gingerly stepped away from his group until he was in plain view for Naruto to see him, asking the air quietly, "Naruto?"
A head snapped around and the small fox was staring right at him, eyes blazing.
"I know you're in there." Iruka was kneeling down to the floor, showing Naruto how he put down the gun. He was straightening back up and saying softly with a small smile, "and you know me. I'm Iruka. And I'm here to take you to somewhere safe."
"No!" Naruto shouted, his tails and ears flattening as his hunches went up. The other officers flinched in their spot out of Naruto's direct vision.
"Yes," Iruka asserted. "It's not safe here. There are all sorts of chemicals here that could hurt you or worse kill you."
At those words, Iruka knew he'd made a mistake. Claws slapped against hard concrete between Iruka and the others and a nervous bullet was fired.
"Shit," Iruka swore as Naruto dived away from the bullet and into the tower of pallets that faltered over the other officers. Suddenly, the whole wall came crumbling down and erupted in a wave of dust and glitter, Iruka quickly sliding into another aisle to hide.
On the other side of the wreckage, Asuma hurried through the clouds, covering his mouth and eyes with his shirt to check on his officers. Everyone looked fine; colourful but fine. Amongst the settling smoke, the hungry eyes that watched them vanished and Asuma quickly tapped his headset. "Umino, come in Commissioner Umino."
As he stepped into the building, Kakashi listened carefully for a response on the line he was hacked into and clenched his fists when he heard no response. Asuma was calling out again but Kakashi had already tapped out the connection.
"I'm getting multiple heat signatures inside the warehouse but I have two other signatures heading into the main building." Obito's voice rang clearly through his helmet and Kakashi had a sneaking suspicion creeping up his spine.
"Transfer it to my watch and I'll take it from here, Obito."
"Sending data now." Through the tint of the visor, the small screen popped up a loading bar briefly before the translucent screen in his helmet flashed a faint map with the multiple moving heat signatures.
"Thanks, I'll let you know what happens." Before Obito could say anything more, Kakashi tapped out of that connection too and hopped quickly from his outlook on the roof. In a matter of seconds, he had zipped towards the two moving heat signatures.
Growling and roaring pierced the air just as the wall of the factory nearest to Kakashi exploded into rubble and dust as a steel tank came soaring out of it.
"Why, thank you," Kakashi muttered to himself as he stepped through the opening.
Inside, the nine-tailed fox was perched atop another steel tank, this time taller and dripping as Naruto's claw dug into it. He hadn't seen Kakashi step through the rubble into the building yet until the figure he'd been running from hopped down next to Kakashi.
"Cat."
"Hey there, staw man," the man purred as he slid around Kakashi to stand on his other side, leaning his arm against the armoured shoulder. "Where have you been? I missed my favourite superhero."
Under the mask, Kakashi was trying to hold back a smirk.
If Kakashi was a superhero, then Cat was an anti-hero. While Kakashi involved himself in cases of simple and urgent nature, Cat was more of the person to deal with the heavy-handed ones; cases that were based heavily in the underbelly of Konoha.
"I had a dentist appointment." Hearing those words, Cat was smirking at him under this black hoodie.
"Why don't you go and take care of the other escapees?" The Cat patted his shoulder and stood straight, letting it drag off him. "I've got things covered here."
"Handle a ten-foot tall demon fox? I think you're overestimating yourself, kitty cat."
"Aw, you don't trust me?" The fake hurt in his voice was almost funny and the other man ignored the comment to hop up to the nearest vat at Naruto's eye level, black-clothed Cat just behind him.
"Naruto." Kakashi called out. The fox snapped eyes to him.
"Scarecrow." Came a growl, the fox twitching and itching to throw something at him.
"Let's get you home, Naruto." He decided to play the sympathy card. "The commissioner is worried about you. You know how much he cares. Do you really want to hurt his feelings?"
"If only we had a commissioner here." Cat grumbled and Kakashi silently agreed.
"How about we go find Iruka?" Kakashi suggested only to have a defiant no in return.
"I stay." Naruto was gripping the sides of the tank hard.
"Oi." Beside Kakashi, the Cat stepped forward and called, "why don't you take responsibility, brat."
Kakashi snapped his head to the other man. What the heck was this guy thinking?
Before he could ask, Naruto let out a nasty screech and flung himself in their direction, both of them flipping off the vat and out of his path. The beast charged after Cat and Kakashi watched as the nimble figure flipped and hopped out of a few close calls until he stopped after a neat flip and Naruto stumbled, foot catching on something before he dropped to the ground. Kakashi took advantage and shot a net out from his suit, one that bolted itself to the floor.
While Naruto screeched and thrashed, Cat gave Kakashi a blank look. "That's what I was gonna do. But better."
They both slowly approached the writhing fox as Naruto was howling. Cat was kneeling and holding out a hand, leaving it outreached in a sign of harmlessness. With his arms crossed, Kakashi stayed back to scan the perimeter, knowing that the police and the commissioner were going to show up soon and even though he had to leave asap there was a fluttering feeling in his chest.
The only thing left to do was get the Cat out of here. Even though Cat was usually out of sight for most of their excursions, the younger man had earned himself a reputation for being involved in the nasty parts of the city. It wasn't a life that needed to be looked into and poked and prodded with. Kakashi also knew that the Cat wasn't the richest of superheroes. He was probably one of the poorest. It showed in the frayed edges of his cat-eared sweater and the love that the snug-fitting jeans had seen.
Was he curious about this sidekick he had acquired? Of course. There was always something intriguing about people in hoods who had half their faces in the dark half the time and wore one of those old-fashioned, comic book masks that tied at the back of his head.
"Cat, the real pros are headed our way," he said as he quickly approached the two of them and Cat had a brief moment of distraction. His eyes turned up and would have met Kakashi's if not for the helmet but the Scarecrow had had enough time to see how keen and sharp those black eyes were.
The team of police were rapidly approaching them and Kakashi had taken a split second to glance at the map projected inside his mask when a flash of movement caught his eye. The Cat was flying out of the way of the giant swipe of Naruto's paw that rippled through the wires of netting and shredding the stomach fabric of the Cat's sweater.
Reacting with lightning speed, Kakashi sent a dart from his sleeve flying and into Naruto's neck. With a few seconds of wobbly walking, Naruto collapsed, licking at his face and lips in confusion.
"Easy boy," Kakashi was sitting on the kid's back to tie up his wrists as the fox melted away into thin air and revealing a small, skinny blond. "Didn't want to have to do this."
"Wan...ed to.. See suh...n," shoulders slid down as Naruto went completely limp and Kakashi ruffled the kid's hair.
"You might've gotten the chance if you hadn't used the Kyuubi to break out." Turning his attention upward, he ran his eyes over the tanks and vats in hopes of seeing a non-dead Cat.
No time to get up and look, he bounced away from the boy and slipped out of the room just as the pack of police entered the room, pointing guns. They had caught a glimpse of him but hadn't gone after him.
Seconds later, a shuffling Iruka stumbled into the room, hands on his hips and listening as Asuma explained everything into his ear. He nodded and strode over to Naruto's side; the two officer holding up the boy's head.
"Hey there," he was smiling softly, hand on the boy's head. "This is the second time this month. I hope you know that what you're nurses will want to do when you get back."
The look Naruto gave him was long and painful and Iruka bit his lip. "Let's get something to eat then."
"I am completely and utterly unsurprised you took him out for ramen." Iruka turned around to face where the voice had come from and found himself looking at the tall and handsome Kakashi Hatake in a black and white suit. While Iruka smirked at the comment and looked back down at his own chest to fix his tie, Kakashi was studying how Iruka's hair looked so soft tied up and the way the black snuggly hugged those thighs.
Guests throughout the party were glancing their way as the duo made their way side-by-side through the large congregation of classy people. Even though they were surrounded by Konoha's richest and most dazzling, Kakashi was still the shining gem of them all and Iruka was far more respected than anyone else in the building besides Kakashi. Together, they seemed like an impossible goal that only a few could approach and converse with, especially the richer of the two.
Sliding a hand into a pocket, Kakashi admired the younger man's stability and could understand how Iruka had become a commissioner at such a young age. He let his mouth fall into a charismatic smile and turned up the charm, "it's a good thing he was able to calm down enough."
Iruka's eyes grew cold and he shook his head, "that damn Scarecrow. He didn't have to tranquilized the kid. Those meds were so strong that they would have killed Naruto."
"But they didn't." Kakashi finished and Iruka shot him a look that made him bite his lip, only a bit of regret settling inside him. "Thankfully."
"There are other ways of dealing with special kids." Iruka stated defiantly and Kakashi smirked again.
"Special."
"That's what he is. He was born that way. Born into an asylum. The poor kid." Kakashi softened in the way Iruka's words radiated sympathy and nostalgia.
"He'll be fine as long as he has people like you to look out for him." Kakashi said and slid a hand other to grab Iruka's shoulder in a firm grip; one that make into flinch away.
Iruka's shoulder snapped away and Kakashi couldn't help but looked at him, his mind analysing that reaction. Eyes locking, Iruka chuckled and excused himself, "rolled onto it in the warehouse. The nurse said it wasn't so bad but there's still a huge bruise."
Pulling his hand back, Kakashi said, "that must have been a pretty bad roll. You should be at home, resting."
"And leave you all alone with these bureaucrats?" Iruka shot him a smirk. "Of course not."
The smirk was so infectious that Kakashi smiled again and shook his head. "At least promise me you'll take the next day of work off. You deserve it after yesterday."
The lights started to dim and a technician came over to let Iruka know that it was almost time to give his speech. Iruka nodded and Kakashi watched him as he started to follow the man to the stage, only turning back to smile at Kakashi saying, "I haven't taken a day off in five years. Neither has crime, Kakashi."
"Congrats, by the way," He called out and Iruka waved a hand over his head; the one that wasn't connected to the bruised shoulder.
As soon as Iruka was out of sight, Kakashi tilted his head to the side and Obito was next to him in seconds, "yes, sir?"
"How much do you think a police commissioner makes a year?" He muttered just low enough for his butler to hear.
Obito frowned, "I don't suspect very much. With the way the mayor runs this town, there's a higher chance of Iruka doubling as the convenience store clerk."
"Hmm…" Kakashi had brought up his hands to pay with his cuffs in an anxious manner.
"What's on your mind, sir?" Obito asked. After a moment's pause, Kakashi shook the vague feeling out of his head and decided to focus on the occasion.
"Nothing a Scarecrow can't handle."