Yo back with a new story. So yah. Tell me what you think.
4/25/14 *A/N: This is the official rewritten chapter of NCIS:Bleachified. NOTE that the story line may and most likely will have major changes. I will remove the other chapters and repost them when I finished rewriting them.
8/29/14 I've changed so much that I'm redoing it one more time.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS nor BLEACH!
Blood poured from the dead body. It pooled below as the rain poured down from the heavens. Proof that the gods were crying. Plip. Plop. Plip. Plop.
Chapter One: Murder By CDSE
"Oi! Chad, Renji, Ishida! Grab your gear, we got a dead body! " Ichigo ordered. Kurosaki Ichigo, the orange haired bad ass boss, and team leader of three talented individuals came in with his daily dosage of his favorite caffeinated beverage, coffee. Renji Abarai stood and followed with his black backpack filled with everything he needed. He was a strong hard willed man, with a cocky attitude and a ridiculous ego. His vibrant red hair, and tattoos for eyebrows, often made him a target or ridicule. Ishida Uryu who had pushed up his glasses and swung on his own backpack followed. On the other hand he was the calculated computer genius, and also a former Eagle Scout. He often helps with the forensics, and is extremely patient, but deadly when pissed off. And finally, Chad. Chad was the only name anyone ever called him. Strong, silent, loyal. A trained agent from the Mossad, close friend to the boss, Ichigo.
So as the three individuals followed quickly behind their leader, they managed to glance at each other, a silent look passing in between them. They all stepped onto the elevator and piled in.
"Ichigo do you know who the victim is?" Renji broke the silence as he directed his question towards his boss.
"How the hell am I supposed to know that Renji?" Ichigo exclaimed before the ringing of the elevator disrupted any further conversations.
"Let's go Abarai." Ishida called as he nodded to Chad before walking after Ichigo, who had inherently left the elevator upon it arriving.
"Wait. What? Woah wait a sec! Oh come on!" Renji cried out, dashing towards the leaving silhouettes of his teammates.
"So Ulquiorra, time of death?" Ichigo asked carefully while examining his team, making sure they weren't chatting. After all, they did have the tendency to that everywhere they go.
"Inoue?" Ulquiorra signaled to Inoue Orihime without looking up from his work. Ulquiorra although the head coroner, and the master of the dead, he tended to let his assistant, who was a bubbly young women who enjoyed helping, speak more often then he did. Though he did occasionally begin his tendency of long stories when prompted with something intriguing.
"Well I'm saying around 1 a.m. because the initial readings. From the initial check over, I see one bullet wound, directly into his skull. His skin is tinted with a hue a light blue, from the rain. And most certainly, the cause of death is the bullet." Inoue claimed, ticking of fingers to make sure she had listed everything she had found. Then looking up towards her mentor, Ulquiorra, she accepted that he was satisfied with her work and returned to checking over the body. Ichigo finished writing everything down when the feeling of being watched hit him. He flicked his eyes upwards. Scanning his surroundings, he was just about to abandon his attempt to find his supposed on-looker when he was disturbed with a slightly impatient cough.
"Kurosaki. Look." Ishida plainly commented as he lifted up the victim's left hand to show Ichigo what he saw. "There's some unidentified substance under his fingernails. Maybe, soil, or even skin cells from the killer. And it seems that there is a dark stain on his shirt. Looks almost like pen ink. Ill send it to Tatsuki later. Here's the ID. Chief Petty Officer Kuchiki Byakuya, head of the Kuchiki Clan, or shall I say, former head anyway. A deceased wife. His wife has a younger sister and when she died, Byakuya made the sister of his wife his adopted sister." Ichigo nodded and wrote it down. Then he looked up at the carcass.
"Where's the sister?"
"On her way now." Chad piped in quietly. He did occasionally talk, but only when it is really important. Ichigo grunted in acknowledgement. He nodded towards Renji who had appeared behind him, camera in his gloved hands.
"Ichigo, nothing seems stolen. Watch, wallet, and everything is still here. " Renji stated after snapping a few pictures of the bullet wound, substance from the hand, and the body position. Then drifted towards the jacket the identified body was wearing.
"Got it." Ichigo yelled behind his back as he jogged away towards the police tape marking the edge of the crime scene at the underside of the overhanging freeway. A petite girl with raven black hair, and beautiful violet blue eyes stood there. She wore a simple set of skinny jeans and an open plaid button up shirt over a camisole. Busy cars raced across, causing drifting sounds of passing cars to dance across the scene. Reminding everyone there that this was a cruel way to die. To be abandoned under a freeway for no one to find. Thankfully some homeless people had found the body.
"Ah, Kuchiki Rukia correct? I'm just going to call you Rukia if you don't mind. So allow me to make this plain and simple, your brother was murdered. Due to circumstances, I will need to ask you a few questions. Now where were you at 1 in the morning?" Ichigo questioned with his orange hair blowing wildly in the darkened clouds of the sky, with his molten amber eyes dissecting the petite girl in front of him.
"At home. Asleep. You see, I was waiting for my brother to come home and I fell asleep because he was coming home from a flight at 1 a.m." Kuchiki Rukia answered, calmly assessing the tall broad shouldered man in front of her. She had quietly composed herself long before she arrived at the scene, knowing that her brother was dead the moment the phone call from NCIS came.
"Well will you please come to the NCIS headquarters with me Rukia?" Ichigo questioned the girl. Her button up was billowing wildly, the wind had begun to pick up in ferocity. She remained calm, but he could tell, she was most definitely not fine. Her porcelain white face expressed no emotion but her violet blue eyes revealed turmoil. Her raven black hair was flying wildly, passing over her face, and covering the rolling seas of violet.
"Uh... I guess." Rukia stuttered her answer, allowing a sliver of emotion to force its way through.
"Renji, Ishida, stay here. Ulquiorra, Inoue, continue with the examination, and move the body back to HQ before the storm breaks. I don't want the body to be worse than when we found it. Chad, come with me and Rukia to the headquarters." Ichigo ordered before turning around and tossed over his shoulder a "get a move on" to the remaining team members, and a "come in my car" to Rukia. He climbed into his black Ford and started the engine, the car thrumming and revving for the drive. Rukia followed next to him. Grimly putting on her seat belt. Ichigo glanced over at Rukia.
"Um... Sorry but your too midget-like to sit in the front." A dead weight dropped in the car. The air began to crackle. thunder roared, and rain drowned the world.
"What!" That's when Rukia exploded into utter absolute rage. "How can you say that! I am an adult! How can you talk to me like that when you bleach your own hair?!"
"I do not! This is a natural hair color damn it! Well you're too short, so you need to sit in the back." Ichigo tried to reason with her, but the midget wasn't listening to him at all. Chad appeared, soaked thoroughly by the heavy downpour and silently broke up the fight and create a compromise. Rukia could sit in the front only if she sat on a booster seat. Although Rukia was of course pissed off, she agreed, her pride and dignity nearly shattered, but at least she could still sit in the front.
"Now that that's settled, come on. We need to get to headquarters. Chad anything from Ulquiorra?" Ichigo looked into the rear view mirror to see Chad holding up his phone for Ichigo to read. Ichigo held up his hand and was handed the Samsung Galaxy 3. Ichigo glanced up from the phone with an eyebrow raised.
"Is it something new?" Rukia broadly asked, her voice becoming more and more manly and assertive.
"Yeah. We got a lead." Ichigo claimed. "Fingerprints. Hope this'll lead somewhere. Let's go."
So what did you think? No flames!
4/25/14 Here's the changed version. Hope you like it!
8/29/14 Alright minor changes and details in the death have changed as well so please make sure you read it through!
-CDSE