A/N: I've been trying to keep up with the fics that I have…. Okay, After this I'm going to type Sleeping Miko, The Christmas Tale, and then The Perfect Daughter. I swear! And I always keep a promise, especially since it goes through my honor code. Anyways, yes, I am I female, and I know the females don't usually keep honor codes. Now, back to the fic. This is an experiment ficcie. If people like it then I'll be able to keep it online, but if people don't….. Then I'll erase it. This fic is really the last of my list of things to do… So don't expect an update if you ask for one…. This is Miroku/Sango, and this is my first time doing them in a fanfic without Inuyasha/Kagome paring as the major paring. I hope you enjoy this!


Disclaimer: Okay, okay… I own Inuyasha. Gets hit by an anvil OWWWW!!! FINE I DON'T OWN INUYASHA! HAPPY?!


Summery: Since October 1960, killings started to happen…Major killings…People famous to only the people around them, were found in the alleys, their bodies bloodied up. Now it's the year of 2002, and the case is about 38 years old. Miroku Sastmo, a wealthy man that is intrigued with the case. In the meanwhile detective Sango Takashi, found 5 dead bodies in a river, and then only clue? A note, with a knife wedged deep into the ground next to the body. Finding out that it is the murderer from the killings in 1960, she finds on the database that Miroku is also very intrigued into the case, and both agree to be partners. Miroku then decides to host a party which Sango is able to attend to…Now, one of the guests is found dead, and it's up to Sango and Miroku in order to find out which of the guests done it, and if he is the murderer from 1960…



Murder of 1960

By: AngelMiko289

Chapter 1


'Among us, there is a murderer… A person who desires blood and despair. Who feeds on our fear… It's like a baby feeding on its mother's milk… It grows stronger every day…'

- Miroku (During the later chapters)


.:On October 1st, 1960:.


"Sir… There have been 6 murders found in a nearby alley…" said a young policeman as saluted the police chief.

The police chief frowned. His bushy eyebrows scrunched up in frustration.

"Where you able to identify them?" he asked sharply.

The police man shook his head yes, sadly. "Yes sir. One of the victims was Michael Pierre… Race: Spanish… Age: Early 20s… Sex: Male…

The second victim was Sally Chire… Race: We think she is a mix of American, and French… Age: Early 30s… Sex: Female…

The third victim was Nafta Voush…Race: a mix to German and Japanese… Age: mid 20s… Sex: Female…

Fourth victim was…" and the police man continued on, until he reached the sixth victim. "Sixth victim was an interesting victim to pick…It was Kanki Sastmo… Race: Japanese with a hit of American… Age: Later 40s…Sex: Male..."

The chief's eyebrow furrowed deeper as he heard the last victim, "Did you find anything in common that might link to the murderer?"

The policeman shook his head sadly. "They had nothing in common besides that they lived near the alley where they were found. We tried questioning the hobos that were nearby, but it seems that they were too drunk to identify anything at all."

"Did you find any records of all the victims?" the chief asked.

"Yes we have… But nothing is in their file to have any enemies at all…Including Kanki… He didn't have a person that hated him…"

The chief sighed, "I'm taking you off this case Youkai… Kanki was one of your best friends, and one of the best police men that had ever walked these streets, now get some rest. I have another assignment for you."

The man rapidly shook his head, "But sir! You can't take me off this case!" he exclaimed as he slammed his fist on the chief's desk, "he was one of my greatest friends, and I need to know why someone would kill him!"

The chief sighed. "No can do Youkai…It's against the policy…"

"DO YOU THINK I CARE ABOUT THE DAMN POLICY?! THIS MAY BE PERSONAL BUT MY FEELINGS WILL NOT BE IN THE WAY OF MY WORK!" the young man shouted as his eyes silted at the chief.

The chief sighed. "Inutoshito…You might be one of the best, but I can't do that..."

The man named Inutoshito growled, and he admitted defeat. The chief dismissed him, and Inutoshito walked away, but without the chief's words echoing in his mind when he was leaving.

"Inutoshito… You know that Kanki married right? Your assignment will be given to you in the morning, but this will be partly your assignment. Your wife and your two sons will be part taking in this assignment. I want you to take in his wife and care for her in her time of need. Help out his wife with the death of her husband and your wife for her pregnancy. I want you to care for them, and take care of his wife as a friend that is needed. Kanki was a great man his wife is a great person… And their soon to be son is a great boy… I want you to take care of them. Good luck Inutoshito to your sons and your wife. Before I forget Inutoshito, this is what they wanted to name the boy, Miroku."

Inutoshito sighed and looked up at the sky. The sky was turning black, for there was no moon to shine the lone man's path.

"I promise Kanki…That I'll take care of your pregnant wife and your son, and I swear that I will find you ever did this to you, and make him pay…"


.:Sastmo Residence January 5th 2002:.

"BEEP BEEP BE-"

A twenty-seven year old man groaned and slammed his alarm clock down and opened his purple eyes. His nose scrunched up as the smell of burning eggs filled the room. He sat up in his bed, put on his bathrobe. He rubbed his eyes and dragged his feet downstairs. When he came down to his kitchen, he saw one of his brothers sitting at the dinning room table, eating, while the other one was trying fruitlessly cooking scrambled eggs.

"Damn it! Miroku, how come you don't have a non-stick pan?!" cursed the one trying to cook.

"Well, brother, you can handle a sword, but you can't even handle cooking scrambled eggs. You are pitiful." said the one at the dinning room table, watching his younger brother trying to cook.

"Calm down you guys, sheesh! I don't want any blood shed in the kitchen, especially when Kiai is gone. It was bad enough that Sessomaru can't get over his obsession over chocolate and dropped a whole bowl of oil on the floor just to get it. You guys are really lucky that she isn't here! She would have our assets hanging on the walls just because we mess up her kitchen!" said the twenty seven year old man.

The young man, the age of twenty-eight, that was trying to cook, grinned sheepishly at his brother.

"Sorry bro for staying here. We were just in the neighborhood since we had some important business to do. Are you sure it's okay for us to stay here?" asked the man trying to cook.

"Yeah, it's alright. There are a lot of extra rooms here. And plus, I don't think you'd enjoy having to live in the hotels around this part of the town1. There is a lot of love hotels that I don't think your fiancé would enjoy Inuyasha" said the man grinning.

The man named Inuyasha blushed. "Feh… CRAP I JUST BURNED MY EGGS!"

The man sitting at the table sadly shook his head. "If I didn't know any better brother, I would be laughing on the floor…. How you guys would put it…. Laughing my guts out?"

The 27 year old man chuckled. "Sessomaru… Don't you recall someone that dropped a bowl of oil on the floor?"

The 30 year old man named Sessomaru scowled as he returned eating his bagel.

"So Miroku, did you find a girl yet?" asked Inuyasha as he dumped the horribly burned eggs in the sink, and took out a bagel and put it in the toaster.

The man named Miroku laughed. "You know me Inuyasha. I'm a bachelor, and a wealthy business man. I don't have time for marriage."

"Then why are you here if you are so busy Miroku?" Sessomaru smirked as he looked at his youngest brother.

Miroku blushed in embarrassment. "Okay, you caught me Sessomaru, I'm not busy today cause today is my day off!"

Inuyasha then decided to butt in, "But Miroku, you own the company, so technically you really don't have a day off until a national holiday or when you decide everyone should get a day off today."

Miroku sweatdropped, "Oh yeah…. I forgot about that part."

Sessomaru sighed, as he finished the last of his raisin bagel and downed down his OJ.

"Well I hope you twerps have something to do today. Because Inuyasha and I have given the day off too and I don't want to be bored all day just because you guys can't think of anything to do."

Miroku sighed, walked over to the cabinets and took out a glass and filled it up with tap water.

"Actually, I have something to show you guys today. Do you mind coming down to the police station with me?"

Inuyasha and Sessomaru raised their eyebrows.

"Why? Did your girlfriend get into jail?" Inuyasha asked.

"No… Unlike someone's girlfriend that was caught littering…." Miroku said smirking.

Sessomaru blushed crimson.

"Rin did that on accident. She couldn't find a trash can nearby. So it wasn't her fault!"

Miroku just smirked.

"Right….. So is that why you had to pay a 200 dollar fine for it?" asked Inuyasha, his eyes full of laughter.

"Let's just go" growled Sessomaru as he stomped to the front door to put on his shoes.

Inuyasha chuckled as he muttered to himself, "You still got the power to annoy Sessomaru, Inuyasha… you still got the power…"

Miroku chuckled after his two brothers, snatched up his keys that were lying down on the table, and raced after them.


.:Takashi Residence January 5, 2002:.

A 26 year old woman, namely named Sango, groaned as she sat up with a pounding headache.

"Owww… What happened last night?" she muttered as she looked around in her small apartment that her salary afforded her to have. She looked at the clock next to her sleepily.

"AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed as she raced to her bathroom. She stuck her toothbrush in her mouth and started brushing while trying to put on her clothes. The key word? Trying.

"Shit shit shit!!! Chief is gonna kill me!" she muttered as she spat out the water that she gargled, and attempted to put on her shoes.

"Man, my shoes feel weird. Reminder buy shoes in mall when time" she mentally reminded herself.

She raced out the door of her apartment, and to her car. She had noticed a few people stare at her, as she fumbled with the key of her car. She shrugged them off, and flipped them off. She got in and started driving to the police station.

"Whew! And five more minutes to spare!" she sighed happily as she locked her car and came into the building.

When she came in, everyone stared. Sango's left eye started twitching.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL STARING AT????!!!!" she yelled. The workers left with their eyes wide open and started back working.

Sango huffed as she went inside her office and sat on her chair. Then, the chief's secretary came in.

"Umm… Miss. Sango? Chief wants to see you."

"Yes, tell Chief that I will be there soon"

The secretary then pause just as she was about to walk out of the office.

"Ummm… Miss Sango? Your shoes are on the wrong feet, you still have on your pajama bottoms on and your shirt is backwards... That would explain any stares that came in your way…."

Sango blushed.

"Thank you. Why you are the first to tell me that. No wonder everyone was staring at me!" Sango grinned.

The secretary smiled softly and hurried to tell the chief that Sango would be there soon.

Sango sighed as he door shut. She straightened out her shoes, and put her shirt on the right way, and took out a pair of navy blue pants out of nowhere.

"Thank god they have required having these…" she muttered as she put it on and strutted out to the chief's office.

A dark figure smirked from the roof top as he watched the young detective2 trot out of her office.

"The games have finally begun…………" Then he disappeared.


A/N: Wow…. That was pretty long… Well for me, it was semi short. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it! If I offended anyone in any way I apologize. Just as I said in the beginning, this is an experiment to see if anyone liked it or not.

1 I couldn't decide on town, a city, village or a country! So, either way you get to chose basically.

2 Anyways, I have actually had no idea how detectives operate. So in this fic, detectives and police men have similarities but they are not the same. So don't be surprised if it acts more like a police man then a detective. I totally forgot how they operate….

Also about the years, I had major trouble on those. I had to figure out some things and my sister suggested 1960 to be the year of the killings. Not much of help…. . Gomen nasia! Anyways, please R&R! Oh yeah, for the updates on The Perfect Daughter will be coming out soon as soon as I can get my Welsh dictionary…. Also Sleeping Miko Ch3 will be coming out soon! So stay tune on those two fanfics! I'm also retyping The Christmas Story Ch1. Anyways I have to go before Sessomaru kills me for making him blush! EEEKKKK!! HE'S HERE RIGHT NOW!!! GOT TO HIDE!!!!

Sessomaru: (comes stomping in) WHERE ARE YO- ohh!!! Chocolate!!! starts munching on it