Hey, everyone, I've been wanting to write a story like this for some time now. I've been reading a lot of detective stories lately and it inspired me to write this one. I'm looking forward to writing something a little different, especially not in the ninja world.

Here's a slightly more detailed summary: When one of Naruto's closest friend is found dead, the young teenager finds himself a prime suspect in a serial killer. To uncover the truth, the ruthless detective Orochimaru will do anything to get the truth.

Sasuke x Naruto, one-sided Kiba X Naruto

Warning this story will contain Self-harm, Suicide attempt and character deaths in future chapters.

Disclaimer I do not own Naruto

Prologue

Once again Naruto tried to rub his sore wrists only for the steel handcuffs to cut even deeper into his flesh.

On top of being consumed by cold numbness, a thick fog seemed to smoother the teenager's memories of his arrest. Naruto couldn't even recall giving his name to the desk Sargent. Instead of taking the blue-eyed teenager to a cell, he was led to a small room with three male officers. He could briefly recall seeing bright flashes of light while they took pictures of his blood-stained clothing before being ordered to strip. Naruto's orange hoodie and jeans now in evidence men used long cotton swabs inside his mouth and fingerprints were taken. Once they finished taking samples Naruto was given a thin white jumpsuit to wear.

Throughout the ordeal, no one spoke to Naruto except when they were telling him to do something. Immediately after collecting samples, Naruto was roughly shoved into an interview room and handcuffed to the table. One quick glance at his unfamiliar surroundings told the blond he was in trouble. "Just what's gong on," the blond wondered. Everything about this dark room from the flickering lights and tightly handcuffing him to the desk was designed to break a criminal into confessing.

Befoe the blond adjust to his unsettling environment two unwelcome familiar faces entered the room. A tall pale man with long black hair and piercing yellow eyes named Orochimaru. His partner sat in a chair beside him, slightly shorter with circular rimmed glasses named Kabuto. Following procedure, Kabuto turned on the video cameras and recording equipment. "Hello, Mr Uzumaki. It's nice to see you again." Orochimaru greeted.

After Naruto gave his vague version of events, the pair began their ruthless integration. The duo took turns bombarding the blond with the same questions trying to find holes in his story. The agent slammed his palms on the desk. "Enough of your bullshit Uzumaki!" He shouted. "Why did you to go to the victim's house tonight?" The Orochimaru demanded.

Naruto blinked tiredly at the man. Exhausted and hungry the integration had gone on for what felt like weeks. "I've already told you, I can't remember going there," the young blond repeated tiredly.

Orochimaru seemed to recover from his outburst. As the man burst into laughter. "Listen to that Kabuto," he chuckled. "It appears that memory loss is contagious." He mocked turning to his partner.

Kabuto smiled softly. "Yes, Orochimaru-Sama, spontaneous amnesia is on the rise, I hear it's especially rife in police stations." He said.

Usually the blond would come up with a smart comeback, however the relentless questions appeared to have sapped all of his sarcasm out of him. Exhausted and numb Naruto could only sigh at the pair, much to their frustration. "I want my phone call." He said licking his dry mouth. "And a glass of water," the blond added.

Growing tired of going round in circles Orochimaru gently place another crime scene photo onto the desk. Before now all they'd only shown him CCTV footage and played his 911 call. The horrified teenager couldn't take his eyes of the mangled body in the bath tub, the water, walls and floor were covered in his now deceased friend's blood.

Seeing the picture had a visible reaction, Kabuto took the lead this time and began pressing the boy even harder. "Do you like blood Naruto?" Kabuto asked softly. The man slowly rose from his chair and stood next to his suspect. He leaned forward and whispered into the boy's ear. "Did you enjoy watching the life pour out of him?" he whispered.

Naruto's eyes widened with horror at the accusation. This wasn't the first time he'd been accused of murder, but the accusation still shocked Naruto. Horrified by Kabuto's words Naruto's head shot up at the accusation. "I didn't kill him!" He shouted gazing into their eyes desperate to see some sign that they believed him. To the teenager's dismay, his words didn't seem to have any impact. "They really think I did this," he realised.

"Just answer the question, Mr Uzumaki," Orochimaru ordered.

The blond lowered his head in defeat. "No, I don't like blood." He answered.

Kabuto returned to his superiors side, the man adjusted his glasses in surprise at Naruto's answer. "Really, that's strange we have evidence that suggests you do." He said. Before Naruto could ask, the officer took placed a small evidence bag on the table. Inside was a small very bloodied razor blade. "Do you recognise that item?" Kabuto questioned.

For a few heartbeats, Naruto couldn't respond to the question. Terrifying thoughts started to enter the boy's mind. "No, he wouldn't do that, he promised me." He told himself. The shocked teen started at the two detectives both scared and confused. "Where did you find that?" He asked, even though Naruto almost didn't want them to answer.

Ever since he'd been detained both men ignored his questions and request for a lawyer. But this time, Orochimaru seemed all too happy to answer this question. "We acted on reliable intel and got a warrant to search your room." He answered. "We've been watching you for some time now, but it seems we couldn't put an end to your killing spree sooner." The detective almost sounded remorseful.

Instead of denying their accusations, Naruto felt a desperate need to know where they'd got their information from. "What information, who told you?" he asked.

Orochimaru's smile grew even wider. "Oh, that reminds me I think it's about time I finally introduced you to our special agent." He offered. "He's going to sit in on the rest of the interview." The pale man stood up and walked to the door.

When the detective opened the door, Naruto saw a familiar person stood in the doorway. As the person walked inside the blond felt his soul shatter into pieces. "No, not you, anyone but you." He said.

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