Alright, for some reason I've wanted to write a story about a detective just to see what happens. I thought, "Why not use Kenshin and the gang?" I thought it would be interesting since no one has thought of using this idea in this category, or at least no one has to my knowledge. When I say this, I mean I have searched Fan Fiction for stuff relating to my plot, but nothing came up except that Kaoru was trying to capture a modern day Robin Hood known as the Battousai. Well, this is different. I better stop ranting on and just tell you.
Crimes of Passion
Summary: Kamiya Kaoru is a detective that has spent most of her life waiting for a big case. Her world is turned upside-down when she gets her wish. If she can find a mass murderer that haunts Tokyo, she will be set for life, but if she fails, her job could be completely ruined. Things start to get personal as she unfolds the mystery of her sister's death with a veteran detective named Himura Kenshin. Can she keep her heart and life out of danger?
Disclaimer: As much as I hate to admit it, I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or anything that has the name of Rurouni Kenshin…for now. Hahahaha!
Now that you know what this is about, sit back and enjoy the story. Don't forget the popcorn! (I'm a little psychotic in case you haven't already noticed.)
"Talking"
Thought or flashback
The Murder Scene
It was almost eleven p.m. when a blue sedan drove up to an abandoned apartment building that was surrounded by blinking police cars. When the car stopped, a woman in a tan drench coat stepped out. The woman went straight to the officer that was standing in front of the yellow ribbon that roped off the area as a crime scene and showed him her badge.
"Go ahead, inspector Kamiya," the officer said as he lifted the tape and let the raven-haired girl into the building. As she walked by, she caught the officer staring at her butt. If it were any other day, Kamiya Kaoru would have slapped him until he couldn't stand. She could hardly blame him though. She was the youngest female in the force, just turning twenty-one last month. Kaoru had entered the policy academy at sixteen and graduated at eighteen. She had been working with the Tokyo Police for the past three years, though it seemed like forever. Kaoru did have her reasons for pushing herself so hard.
When Kaoru was only eight, her mother was murdered. The case was never solved, but Kaoru was determined to find the suspect and bring him to justice. Her father was a policeman, but he was gunned down in a bank robbery on the day of her graduation. She was so upset at him when he never showed up, but she was devastated when she found what had happened to him. Kaoru never got along with her father, but that's for another time.
When her father died, his partner and now Senior Inspector Hajime Saitou took her under his wing. He taught her everything she knew, even how to handle a sword. Kaoru never thought it would come in use, but Saitou always insisted on her practicing. Kaoru now worked under her mentor, always begging him for a case to put her on top. He always told her the same thing. "Be patient, Kamiya. Your turn will come. Enjoy the peace while it lasts." Today she finally got the case she was wishing for. Unfortunately, she wasn't prepared for what lay in front of her in the abandoned building. When she reached the murdered scene, she sighed and remembered the events that took place almost three years ago.
"Kaoru, you can't be serious. Why would you even consider joining the Tokyo Police?" Kaoru was packing her things to leave for Tokyo. As usual, her sister, Tomoe, was criticizing her for her choice to be a detective.
"I've told you this before," Kaoru replied. "It is my dream to become a detective to find justice for those who can't, just like mother." Kaoru finally got her suitcase closed.
"This is the worst thing you could possibly do, Kaoru. All that the police want is fame for criminals they capture. Do you really want to be a part of a bunch of vultures?" Kaoru turned to her sister. Tomoe had always hated the police ever since their father had died. Tomoe had taken care of both of them, even though Kaoru spent most of her time with Saitou.
"I've already made up my mind. I want this more than anything. You know that. I want my dreams to come true."
"What dream is that?" Tomoe asked. "To through your life away like father did? He never spent any time with us. When we needed him the most, he just ran to his work and forgot about us."
"Don't you dare say that!" Kaoru yelled. Even though Kaoru barely got along with her father, she still had the utmost respect for him. "At least I have a dream. You just wait on people in that two-bit bar. You barely make any money to live. At least he could support us."
"How did he support us? He left us for his job. Then he got himself killed in some robbery. He didn't have to die. He chose to. How can you choose a life like that? All you are doing is disgracing yourself. Mother would be ashamed if she were alive to…" Kaoru cut off her sister with a slap to the face. She would not let her bad mouth her father, but it was ultimately the end of their relationship. "Go ahead then," Tomoe uttered through her tears. "Leave and get yourself killed. See if I care. Don't come back when you fail. You will be sorry." Kaoru grabbed the door, but not before yelling one last thing.
"I will succeed. Unlike you, I will make my dream a reality. You keep serving drinks in that bar. I hope one night that one of those filthy drunks breaks your neck. We'll see who is sorry then."
Kaoru's face went pale when she saw Tomoe's body lying on the ground. She was completely nude. How could she have known that her sister would die knowing that Kaoru wanted her to? Kaoru tried to shake it off and inspected the body. Tomoe's hands were tied behind her back, but her legs were spread awkwardly far apart. It appeared that someone had raped Tomoe and then strangled her. From her judgment, Tomoe had been killed two hours ago. Kaoru finally found what she was looking for. On the back of Tomoe's neck was a small rose brand.
"It's him," she whispered. Kaoru was so focused that she didn't even hear the footsteps coming towards her. When the hand touched her shoulder, she quickly drew her gun on Saitou. "Sir, sorry about that. You scared me."
"You should be more aware of your surroundings," Saitou said as he lit a cigarette. He sighed as his young apprentice stood up. "What do we have here?"
"Female women, age twenty-five. It appears that she was brought her between 8 and 9 o'clock and raped. Then she was strangled by something, perhaps a tie. The brand on the back of her neck was made when she was still alive." Saitou smiled at his prodigy.
"Nothing gets past you, Kamiya. You get better every time. So, it's him then?" Kaoru nodded as she continued with a shaky voice.
"The rose serial killer. He doesn't leave any clues behind except his calling card. Every time he gets away from me. And now…" Saitou stared at her when she stopped.
"You alright, Kamiya?" Kaoru simply turned around, but her bangs didn't allow her superior to see her eyes.
"Let's go," she said as she walked down the stares. Saitou sighed as he scanned over the body.
"Kamiya, you are never going to learn, are you? You wanted this case, but if you can't avoid emotions, than you're going to get yourself in trouble. I sorry to do this to you, but you need some help." He quickly grabbed his cell phone and dialed his office. "Yes, this is Hajime. We're done here. Send forensics down here to pick up the body. I'll start the paperwork tomorrow. Also, I want Himura in my office in the morning." He hung up the phone and went back to the car where Kaoru waited. Before he got in, he had one last thought. Tomoe Kamiya caught in a web of mass murders. Now her sister is going to take the case. I can't wait to see how this plays out with Himura.
So what did you think? Let me know, would you? I want to know if this is any good or not. Just please be nice. Nobody likes flames. I'll try to update soon. Cya.
