DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Naruto characters. Shizuma Nakamura was created by me.

A/N: This is my second fanfic and I am hoping to make it multiple chapters. R&R please! Also, this is set in an AU, modern-day Japan. Rated M for later chapters

CHAPTER ONE

Rain poured down the windows as Shiro looked out from his office. Sighing, he ran a hand through his black hair. His eerie black eyes looked around the dark room. Empty except for him. Kuro, his twin, had been held up again. He stood then and began pacing as he looked at the clock on the wall, slowly ticking off the seconds ever-so-slowly. He took a deep breath. Soon, he would have to deal with Nagato. That was not someone he wanted to handle, especially since his twin had recently been bailed out.

His offense had been stealing documents from the firm where Shiro worked. Luckily, with some good acting they had been taught from those acting classes their mother sent them to when they were younger, they managed to make the cops believe that they hated each other. Shiro had stated that Kuro had simply been trying to set him up because they had a fight about Shiro being the "Golden Child" as Kuro put it. That left Kuro in jail for two months and Shiro pretending that he disowned his twin.

"Shiro"

A cold, soft voice broke the dark-haired man from his thoughts as he turned around, finding himself face to face with an orange haired, purple-eyed male who seemed to be covered in piercings. Shiro held back a sigh, knowing it would end in Nagato reacting violently to such a reaction. Instead, he motioned for the leader of the Yakuza sect known as the Akatsuki to sit down before sitting himself. Nagato chose to remain standing, as usual.

'He's not gonna be here too long, then,' the male thought, relieved at that realization. He dealt with Nagato enough at the official meetings.

"Your brother fucked up," the orange-haired Yakuza leader informed the man. His voice was softer than usual, a warning that made the other male involuntarily cringe. "Those documents he was supposed to take? They wound up in the hands of a cop."

"As Kakuzu likes to remind us every meeting, you have cops on your pay roll." Shiro kept his voice level, thinking about each word before he spoke. He had a feeling he knew where this was heading.

Nagato shook his head. "Not this one. She's been on the force for ten years and she's as clean as they come." He then paused, letting that statement sink in.

Golden eyes widened as he looked at the other male. He knew exactly why this was such a problem now. It would be hard to get the document back if a good cop had the documents, which were rather incriminating. Hell, for all they knew, she could have already turned them over to her boss. Then the Akatsuki would be in trouble.

"What do you want me to do?" Shiro asked Nagato. He knew he would be the one having to fix this problem.

"Call the Uchiha. Have him deal with this."

Before Shiro could ask what Nagato meant, or exactly what to say when he got in contact with the Uchiha, the purple-eyed male was already gone. Shiro sighed and picked up the phone. He knew that he and Kuro were fucked.