Hello all, my name is Lycoctonum. I'm new to this fanfiction thing, so when reviewing please be considerate. I'm going to upload at least once every two weeks. There will eventually be a lemon, but it'll be awhile. I hope you like this tale, and I'll talk to you again at the end. Enjoy.~
Kisame woke to the sound of his alarm clock, and tried to shake off the early morning drowsiness that plagued every morning. He got up and prepared for the day by taking a shower, brushing his fangs, and putting on his holster. He left his house just as dawn was breaking. Kisame arrived at the police station, clocked in and sat down at his desk. As one of Kirigakure's leading detectives, Kisame had a lot of paperwork on his desk. He organized the files into two stacks, one was for completed cases, the other was for on going cases.
"Hello Kisame, how was your night?" Asked his partner Itachi Uchiha.
"It was pretty borin', all I really did was arrest a dirty cop."
"Hm… What do you have for us today?"
"Well Chief dropped off a case last night that needs to be dealt with. It's a run-away that stole all her families valuables. They really only want the kid back, but aren't opposed to getting the valuables back."
"What's the description of the girl?"
"Hinata Hyuga, 5'2", 100lbs, white eyes, dark blue hair, wearing a cream-coloured hooded-jacket with a fire symbol on the upper sleeves and fur around the cuffs and hem, Navy blue pants, and black low-heeled sandals. Shouldn't be too hard to find, not many in the city with her eyes. Besides she grew up rich, probably doesn't even know how to make her own food."
"You underestimate her, we have no leads yet so she must have a bit of common sense. We should start asking the pawnshops around if she has come in and sold them anything. Grab a list of the missing items."
Kisame grabbed his keys and the paper, and they set off. The first few pawnshops had nothing to say. Nobody had come in fitting Hinata's description. It wasn't until they reached the 5th pawnshop that they got anything. The man at the counter had said that she didn't come into the pawnshop but he had seen her at a gas station a mile up just last night. Kisame and Itachi, excited for their first lead, they hurried to the gas station.
"How can I help you gentlemen?" Asked the counter lady.
"We're lookin' for a girl." Kisame gave a short description of Hinata. The lady thought for a minute, then went in the back and grabbed a tape.
"This is the tape for last nights' security footage. I hope this helps."
"Do you mind if we use your tape player?" Itachi asked.
"Of course you can. It's right in the back."
The tape showed a few people come and go before their target showed up. Struggling with an overstuffed backpack, Hinata snuck around back. Kisame switched cameras to one partially focused on the back of the gas station. There they watched as Hinata waited for ten minutes before a truck pulled up. The truck was a blue rust bucket, but it was strangely quiet. It stopped by Hinata and two people emerged. Hinata talked to the largest of the two, and retrieved something from her backpack. She handed it over to the shorter man, and stood as though she was waiting for something. The larger man took a small orb out of his pocket and handed it to Hinata. She inspected it and carefully placed it in the front pocket of her bag. Then the strange men left, and Hinata walked out of camera. With a bit of finagling Itachi was able to get the trucks license plate into view. The license plate read 78PL0O. They thanked the lady for helping them and headed back to the precinct to run the plate. The computer said that the truck belonged to Gaara Sabaku, a notorious bad boy, who had been in and out of their jail cell since he was 6. What he was doing with a good girl like Hinata was anyone's guess. But Kisame and Itachi got ready to visit Gaara.
~Hope you liked this chapter. I decided to stop it here because this was a natural stopping point. Anyway, review, follow, like, all that good stuff. I'll upload again either in a week, or two weeks, depending on how busy I am. Bye Bye.
