Flowers For a Broken Girl
Prologue
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"Are you sure you're going to be able to handle this guy? He's a pretty big loon."
A tall, dark-haired man with jet-black spiky hair, onyx eyes, and a sharp jawline that could cut someone, read over the stack of papers before him.
Hayate Gekko.
Age 34.
5'10".
Brown hair, brown eyes.
Has three kids and a wife.
Suspected of murdering a civilian downtown Konoha.
The man just rolled his eyes and shook his head slowly, unable to believe that they were even doubting him. He was the chief for Christs sake. As he stepped to the side to get into the light more, his nametag and badge shined in the light and of its astonishment. The cracks and dents in parts of his badge showed everyone all of the shit that he had gone through just to get where he is today.
"Just have a cell ready for him," he said before he lowered the folder to his side and opened the door to the interrogation room. In the dark, gloomy room was an iron table, a light, and two chairs with one being currently occupied.
The suspect glanced up at the sound of the door opening and widened his eyes when he realized who exactly was standing before him. "T-they didn't tell me that you were going to talk to me," Hayate muttered as he held his handcuffed hands together tightly, the knuckles of his hands slowly turning white from the amount of strain he was putting into them.
Throwing the stack of papers carelessly onto the iron table, the chief pulled the chair out slowly. The irritating sound of the metal legs scraping against the pavement struck through the silence, before he then sat down in front of the suspect.
"If you are innocent as you say, I don't see why there would be anything to worry about."
The chief spoke calmly and slowly, but Hayate knew damn well that this was the plan. The chief had all night to sit here and talk bullshit with him. Unlike Hayate, the chief wasn't married and had no girlfriend, fiancé, or even kids for that matter. All the chief had were his friends, parents, and older brother. Being alone without a lover was a big possibility as to how he became so cold, and how he became chief so fast. The Uchiha's, however, were known to be cold and quick thinkers.
And Sasuke Uchiha- the chief- was no exception.
"Hayate, focus. I have all day to sit here and bullshit with you. It's up to you whether I am in a bad mood, or a good mood. Now tell me what happened last Thursday."
Hayate bit the bottom half of his lip and glanced down at his cuffed hands, the light from the lamp to the left of him reflecting off elsewhere.
"I went to the store to grab milk and a pack of cigarettes," he began to finally open his mouth. Sasuke leaned back in his chair nonchalantly, hoping that this poor sap would out himself soon. His mother was expecting him for dinner and if anyone knew Mikoto, it was that she was serious on being on time.
"I was getting ready to pay and then this older guy walks in behind me. He saw that I was short on cash, helped me out, and then I went on my way. End of story."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes in annoyance and leaned forward towards the iron table. "I said I don't have all day to discuss this, Hayate. Now, you've done pissed me off, so we are going to do this."
Sasuke flipped open the yellow folder in front of him and one-by-one, began to slam down photo evidence and witness statements in front of him. "Everyone saw you leave with him and follow him to the parking lot in the alley. What the fuck happened then?"
Hayate then became defensive as he leaned back against the chair and scoffed, rolling his eyes as he looked at the chief. "You don't believe me? Fine, but that's on you. You should know-"
"That you are lying and will be held accountable for this man's murder," Sasuke finished. Hayate narrowed his eyes slowly and opened his mouth to speak, but Sasuke had cut him off. "What did you do? Take his wallet? Put a bag over his head? Or maybe you're too dumb to realize what putting a bag over someone's head may do? Strangulation? Stabbing? Shooting? What weapon did you happen to use?"
"I didn't use a damn weapon!"
Sasuke smirked, and Hayate widened his eyes.
Bingo.
Hayate had just crumbled into Sasuke's hands without even having to try too hard. This was too easy.
Sasuke grabbed the black pen on the iron table, flipped open an empty notebook, and then gave Hayate a blank stare. "Tell me what happened, and the truth, Gekko."
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"Damn, you really are something, Sasuke!"
Sasuke smirked at his co-worker's, Kiba Inuzuka, comment. Kiba was a twenty-three-year old male with a large white German Shepherd, Akamaru, as his partner. He was fairly tall, had brown hair, was a hard worker, but…was unsuccessful with women.
"I wasn't even in there for an hour and he slipped," said Sasuke as he continued to sign over the paperwork on Hayate. His long, strong fingers gripped onto the papers firmly as he read over the words that Hayate had said in the interrogation room.
"He had threatened to rape my wife and daughter, then kill them both before my eyes all because of some damn debt! You think that I was really going to let that happen to them?! You have family! You know what it's like!"
Whether Hayate had been lying or not was none of Sasuke's concern, but he would be lying if he would say that his words weren't slowly stitching into his brain. Sasuke had no girlfriend, wife, or fiancée, but he did have a wonderful mother, and a beautiful niece. If he were in Hayate's shoes, there would be no doubt in Sasuke's mind, that the mother fucker who had threatened such actions on his family, would be dead.
But that would be an entirely different story.
"Oh, Naruto!"
Hearing one of the fellow officers call out a name, Sasuke glanced up from the paperwork and watched as a tall, blonde-haired idiot walked into the building.
Naruto immediately spotted Sasuke's gloomy appearance and walked over towards the man. "Hey, bastard. It's been too long, hasn't it?"
Sasuke smirked at Naruto's "insult" directed towards him.
Naruto and Sasuke had known each other all of their life. Naruto Uzumaki was an annoying, bratty kid who no one dared to pay attention to back in school. He was a failure and was an idiot for that matter.
But Sasuke saw him differently.
Even at a young age, because of his last name and who he was, Sasuke was easily popular, and he had hated it. Naruto was the only person who didn't treat Sasuke like a prince, and Sasuke was the only person in school who helped Naruto surpass. Now, with a master's degree in Information Systems and making six figures a year, Naruto has definitely stepped before all of those assholes back in school.
"What are you doing here, idiot?" Sasuke asked as he leaned against the countertop and stared at the blue-eyed male. He was currently wearing a simple, plain white tee and a pair of dark blue jeans. Sasuke was honestly surprised that there was not any ramen smeared on his shirt.
"Well I just got back from over the seas and decided to stop by and say hey to my favorite asshole," said Naruto as he glanced up and looked around the building. "This place has not changed at all."
Sasuke smirked and slowly shook his head as he glanced back down at his paperwork. "So where did you go to overseas?" He began to write down certain points that he would have to make known to Hayate's lawyer.
"Well, Ireland, Australia, Korea…England." Naruto hesitated on saying England and Sasuke caught it instantaneously, as well as a couple of other co-workers who were pretty close with either Sasuke or Naruto.
Sasuke stopped writing down notes, but remained staring down at the paperwork that all of a sudden seemed too difficult to read. Kiba leaned back against his chair by his desk and sighed slowly, causing only Naruto to glance towards him.
"So, does that mean that you ran into Sakura?"
Sasuke remained to keep his head down, but slowly adverted his eyes towards the blonde-haired male as he awaited an answer.
"About that…"
"Naruto! There you are!"
Sasuke furrowed his brows at the sound of a mature, soft spoken voice entering their conversation- very rudely, might he add. He turned his body and felt his entire body tense as he watched a petite, curvy, and gorgeous woman walk into the building and stand behind Naruto. The male's back was currently blocking Sasuke, and for that, he was so thankful for.
Her hair remained that same pink, bubble gum color that she had when she was young, despite that it was now barely gazing her ass in length. Her eyes still the same light green, but almost seemed to have…less light in them compared to when she was younger.
Haruno Sakura.
Naruto's half-sister, an intelligent, stubborn woman, and Sasuke's ex-girlfriend.