A/N: This is like a continuation of my other story titled "Detective x Genius" and you perhaps need to read that first. In this AU story, Haruka and Michiru are dating each other and still solving the cases together as 'partner'.

Tokyo Police Department nowadays has formed a special group. The group is a bunch of geniuses in certain fields and functioning as support for the police department. Some of them are special investigators force in homicide. The special investigators are people with high intelligence that capable to analyze and assessing the criminal's behavior. In other words, they work as a profiler and strategist. Each detective gets paired with one special investigator as a partner.

Tenoh Haruka, a homicide detective has been pairing up with a young bright profiler, Kaioh Michiru. They are almost like a legend in homicide division. Even some detectives call both women as the dream team. They have been holding the highest record in arresting the suspect. The profiler would do the analysis and hypotheses regarding the murder while the detective would do the action in catching the perpetrator. Haruka and Michiru have really good chemistry until a month ago they both actually realized that their chemistry has surpassed the relationship they share.

Haruka and Michiru are not only partner in a crime but they have been a real life partner now.

Today is just like the other day in homicide division.

"Michi, I've told you to set the alarm at 6 not 4!" The blonde detective pushes the precinct door open, letting the other woman to enter first.

"You have slept the entire Sunday, Haruka." Michiru walks right in passing Haruka. It is Haruka's habit to do chivalrous thing for her unconsciously, including opening the door for her. Even now, Michiru's still smiling about Haruka's sweet acts toward her.

"That's because you prefer to read Hannibal Lecter series for the entire Sunday!" Haruka mutters.

"You show me a common reaction about how human's tend to blame another party if they got cornered or were overwhelmed by guilt - "

"I love you." Haruka suddenly blurts out, cutting Michiru's speech before she drives her crazy in the early morning.

"You said that in purpose to silence me, that's not fair, Haruka." Michiru shakes her head, thinks she can hide her blush by doing that.

"Do I ever playing fair, Michi?" Haruka grins, she does hopelessly in love with the genius before her.

She strides through her desk and cursing when she looks at the pile of the paper works on her desk.

"How come I have a mountain of papers here?"

Michiru situates herself casually on the desk across Haruka's, "well, if you finished your paperwork last Friday instead of went to the shooting range, I doubt they would be there."

"Michi, you are just upset because I went there without telling you."

"I am, Haruka. You were gone and I couldn't get hold of you in 2 hours. I- " Michiru doesn't finish her sentence due to interruption from Haruka's phone.

"Tenoh here." Haruka answers it, her eyes are still fixed on her partner. The phone only lasts for 3 seconds before Haruka hangs up. Michiru knows what kind of call Haruka had just now.

"Murder?"

"Riverbank, let's go." Haruka grabs the key car but Michiru beats her for it.

"I'll drive," The aquanette profiler says with the winning smile on her face. "I hate it when you drive, they are already dead if we arrive late on the crime scene anyway... yet you drive like no tomorrow." Michiru steps on the elevator followed by Haruka.

"You complain about my driving, really?" Haruka stares on the beautiful profiler with disbelief look. "I never complain about your shopping..." This one Haruka says it in whisper as the elevator closes.

The Riverbank is a slump area around the downtown. They got there 40 minutes later due to the heavy traffic in Monday morning. Actually Haruka could've gotten them there in 20 minutes considering they are using her lovely Ferrari to the crime scene. The blonde really loves her partner that much to the point on letting the profiler driving her sweet yellow Ferrari.

"What do we have?" Haruka asks a uniformed cop who's guarding the crime scene. The environment this time isn't really welcoming toward cops. Haruka spots about 3 people are staring them with fear or anger. Riverbank is also famous with gangbanger and drug dealer.

The blonde detective shortens her distance with Michiru so the profiler will stay on her reach if anything happens. Michiru hands out Haruka a pair of gloves.

"A homeless man beaten to death," The cop answers while his head points to the crime scene.

"Isn't that always happening here?" Haruka raises an eyebrow. Fights between homeless men are common moreover in the area they are standing right now.

"Yes, but if this was the usual fight, there will be no one called the cops."

Michiru ducks under the yellow tape and process to the crime scene. Haruka follows her suit. The blonde covers her nose from the unpleasant smells in the alley.

"Ara, this is bad." Michiru stops suddenly on that narrow alley.

"What?" Haruka catches up with Michiru. She sees pile of garbages on their path. No wonder the smell is more unbearable than before.

"The scene is up right ahead. We just need to walk through them." Haruka says.

"That's really unsanitary. I can't imagine how many germs lurking beneath... I should've brought my sneakers instead. This is my favorite pair..."

Haruka looks down. Michiru is talking about her shoes. The shoes that own almost 5 inches of heel.

"Rather than that, I think your shoes are inconvenience, Michi... I've told you to wear comfortable attire for the job." Haruka sighs. She really wished they don't have this type of conversation again.

"This is comfortable for me." The profiler insists half pouting. Haruka believes that since the aqua haired woman would still capable chasing the suspect on that sharp heels like last time.

Knowing she is arguing a losing battle, Haruka gives up. "Okay princess, you start it."

Haruka lifts Michiru's body over her shoulder.

"NO!" Michiru squeaks. "You can't carry me like this!" Michiru complains while hitting Haruka's back. Haruka carries Michiru on her left shoulder like firemen rescues.

"I can, in fact, I am doing it right now." The detective starts climbing the small mountain of garbage.

"At least you could've carried me with both your hands!"

"I need my other hand to cover my nose. I can't bear the smell!"

Once they arrive, a familiar face approaches them. Haruka finds it rare to see him in her crime scene.

"Haruka, Michiru." Mamoru greets, the man throws an amused grin looking at how the blonde detective carrying the profiler.

"What are you doing here?"

"Haruka, put me down." Michiru says with annoyed tone. She feels the people around them are staring.

"You won't like it, but this is related to my division too..." Mamoru replies, he watches Haruka sets Michiru down and the profiler elegantly smooth out the wrinkle on her dress with her hands.

"Drug division, I don't like it but I'm not surprise either." Michiru cuts in. She steps forward so she is standing between Haruka and Mamoru. "I hope you don't have any plan in involving Haruka with your drug mission again."

Mamoru smiles, remembering how the last mission has not really gone well. He looks at Michiru and then Haruka, "I assure you we won't be going gun blazing this time. Follow me, the body is downright this way."

Mamoru turns and both women follow. Haruka puts a hand on Michiru's shoulder. "I don't know that you're still angry about that mission."

"I'm not angry..." Although Michiru's expression has shown otherwise. The detective smiles, she finds Michiru's hand and grabs them.

The body is a man about in his 40's. His face was beaten very badly and hardly to identify. When they arrive, some technicians and a medical examiner have started processing the scene.

"His name is Toriyama Shinji, 42. This is his home."

Michiru frowns, they are in a dark narrow alley full of garbages. There is no single housing around.

"Where?"

"He said that this alley is his home, he is a homeless remember?" Haruka explains. Sometimes the detective has to explain some little things to the genius profiler. Michiru is foreign if it relates to harsh facts of social life since she grows up sheltered in nice environment. Haruka prefers it that way.

"Any witnesses?" Haruka asks, she already looking around the place although there is not much to see inside a cardboard house.

"No, we're still looking for the person who made the 911 call."

"Wait, why you guys from drugs unit got the information first?"

"Relax, Haruka. I've said it. You won't like this, but you'll stick with me in solving this case."

"Tell me about it." Haruka crosses her arm, waiting Mamoru to tell her everything. Mamoru is her best friend but she never lets someone or something gets in her way solving this case.

Mamoru takes a deep breath, "that man is our CI."

"Ara, a confidential informant." Michiru chirps in. "CI usually supplies valuable information without the consent of the other parties with the intent of malicious, personal or financial gain. Police has them for helping in -"

"Michi, we knew what CI is. Pause your google mouth and wikipedia brain for a moment!" The blonde retorts. Michiru shrugs then leaving both detectives alone. Haruka back to talk to Mamoru.

"This is the third case." Mamoru continues. His face goes pale and his tone changes into more serious.

"We have a serial then, I believe this person is targeting the rats on their side."

"I can't see it another way. This guy though... he was a good man. Toriyama just wanted to go back to the right track..."

"Give me the detail this afternoon, I want to know what you guys have about this case." Haruka finally says.

Mamoru nods, "We will provide full cooperation. And... Haruka?"

"What?"

"What is your partner doing right there?" Mamoru points up.

Haruka spins her feet to see. Michiru is climbing a fire escape that locates on the end of the alley.

"Holy crap! Michiru! What the hell are you doing?" The detective shouts from below. She immediately notices that everyone can see Michiru's underwear from they are right now.

"You all better to look down or I'll poke each of your eyeballs with my gun!" Haruka threatens every man on the scene including Mamoru. And none of them look up.

"Language Haruka! The killer could've climbed this stair to escape. It leads to the building next to us. I believe it's one of the housing we walked pass earlier." Michiru answered with casual tone.

"I see it, you better get back down here. I can't believe you're climbing a fire escape with those heels and that too short dress." Haruka mutters in frustation.

"See me on that building, I have a theory." Michiru continues to climb up.

Haruka left in a maze. She feels trapped between staying on guard below in case anything happens or go to the next building like Michiru has told her to.

"Ah! Darn it!"

"You look very tired..." Michiru tilts her head. Haruka is still bending over to catch her breath. Never in her life she does have a 100 meters sprint and run 5th floored stairs in 30 second straight.

"You love to make me miserable don't you?" The detective replies. She takes a handkerchief Michiru hands out for her.

"I said I have a theory, Haruka... thanks to that fire escape I can understand something."

"You knew who the killer is?"

"Not until that extent, but I can rule out that fire escape as the killer exit way from the crime scene."

"Why is that?"

"Toriyama Shinji was a healthy man and strong if we look at the build muscle on his body. The killer has beaten him to death, so likely the opponent would have a same built at least or bigger and stronger to kill him." Michiru explains.

"That fire escape is barely holding my weight. It's worn out from the constant raining and I found some loose screws at the end of the handle. Even if he has managed to use the stair... this building is housing part for women and children. A huge suspicious man would look unusual and anyone would've noticed. I asked around here and nobody saw the person that would fit the criteria of suspect."

"Let me repeat this..." Haruka holds her hand up. "You climbed a fucking broken fire escape?"

"I've calculated the possibility force and gravitation with 30 years old iron to support my body and I'm pretty sure it will hold weight below 100 pounds, Haruka. I never get wrong."

"Yes, thank God you are a genius." The detective replies in sarcastic tone. "Let's get back. We have the description of possible suspect. Next we should wait for the ME report and we have to review the previous 2 murders that possibly linked to this murder..."

"Paperwork then." Michiru comments cheerfully. The profiler prefers a desk work than field work. However, Haruka awares that ever since they both dating each other, Michiru has gone outside to do the fieldwork with her more often.

"The first CI murdered a month ago, the second one killed 2 weeks ago and then today... do we see a consistent relating time here? He has 2 weeks interval between each murder." Haruka examines the file Mamoru has given her. She glances at the time and takes in that they have been reviewing the files for 3 hours straight.

"It's rather a rush... each murder has different method in killing. The first one was stabbed, the second one was shot, and the last was beaten... this factor doesn't seem consistent to me."

"He has a mission, I think. The previous 2 kills look cold and efficient but the last one is very bizarre." Michiru continues. She looks up to Haruka. "Why do I have to finish your paperwork Haruka?"

"You love them, don't you? You can finish them in 30 minutes anyway. It'll take all day for me..."

"You must treat me a really nice dinner after this." Michiru sighs. In usual circumstance, the profiler would likely refuse Haruka's plea to finish her paperwork. She dislikes how Haruka would use their relationship as her own benefit. But today is special. Michiru knows that it would be burdened the detective working 2 works in same time.

"Cross my heart." Haruka does a dramatic movement drawing a cross over her heart.

"We will have a dinner and when I try to be romantic by rephrasing a Shakespeare for you, you don't go telling me the history of European literature for the rest of night."

Michiru rolls her eyes, "It was weeks ago, Haruka... you should consider that the beauty of literature comes with its fascinating history..."

"I am the one to decide which one is fascinating and which one is not... For now, I find a scene before me is very breathtaking and beyond fascinating." Haruka looks straight to Michiru which is failing miserably in hiding her blush.

"Stop it, we are working." Michiru whispers.

"Do you really want me to stop?"

"... No, but if you don't stop, I have a theory that I can't hold it. I will kiss you right here right now in front of our colleagues!"

"Is that your theory, miss Kaioh? Because I eager to test that theory right here right now..." Haruka encourages the profiler. The detective knows how to push the right button in situation like this. She needs a distraction after 3 hours staring bundles of crime files anyway... and she couldn't have had better distraction than her gorgeous partner.

Michiru is true for her word and theories. She gives a brief kiss on the detective's lips after that.

"We have been following this man for 3 years. We believe he has involved in some drug trades on several countries. We've spread our men to investigate this man but he has a very clean track record."

"Do you think the brass knew it?"

"I think they are pretending to be clueless... Anyway, I don't say that this is our suspect but if someone knew our killer, this man is the right bastard for it."

"Let's ask him. Won't you tell your homicide friend about this?"

Mamoru thinks for a while. His mind goes back to what Michiru told him this morning. "Nah, I think I won't involve her in this. This is our unit's business."

A/N: Tell me if you are interested and whether I should continue on this. If you are, I will install the continuation next week. - peaprince