A/N: This is gonna be a mostly introductory chapter, introducing some of the characters and their roles, so it won't have a lot of action/mystery goodness but bear with us please.

We disclaim ownership. Unfortunately. *goes and pouts in emo corner* Hi Kabaji. *waves*

Of course we don't. Now Kabaji, LET'S GO GET ICE CREAM!

Kabaji: Usu.

Chapter 2

"Wait in here." With that, Tezuka shut the door to one of many interrogation rooms. They had just dropped off their two suspects and were going to make rounds for information before starting the questioning.

"…"

Tezuka looked over at his staring partner. "What?"

Marui sighed, "You could have been nicer you know. Besides, I thought I told you I wanted to be bad cop this time, but no~, you and your gruff exterior say otherwise. …Jerk." Tezuka looked at the pouting lips and crossed arms of his fellow detective and couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.

"How Dare You Laugh At My Most Magnificent Tensai Self! Are you undermining my skills?" Tezuka couldn't help it. The petulant expression Marui wore reminded him of a wet angry kitten. He laughed. It wasn't a loud laugh, nor was it long. It was one that showed the real man under the stoic mask.

Marui beamed at accomplishing his mission. Tezuka had been looking a bit worse for wear lately and a good laugh was just what he needed. That and a good cup of coffee. And a doughnut. With sprinkles. And frosting. And icing. And glaze. Woops, he was drooling.

The two made their way down to the labs to visit their two mad scientists. And no, that wasn't a joke. Right before they walked in, a loud explosion could be heard from the other room.

"Sadaharu, I told you that was too much seaweed."

"Renji, I told you. It was a mix of the willow bark and snail shells."

"It would have worked if you had added the rosemary and pepper before the sunflower petals."

"They would have reacted badly with the vinegar and frog skin."

The two detectives, thoroughly disgusted, walked into the empty lab to see fellow lab partners Inui and Yanagi fighting over what went wrong with yet another drink. The two scientists were bent over a table (lol) and examining a strange magenta and olive colored liquid. Because whatever it was, it could not be classified as a beverage.

"Yo, Professor and Doctor-kun! Got an ID on our other victim?" The two lab geeks swiveled on their feet and looked straight at the two investigators. Inui was taller and had spiky dark blue hair. He also wore a pair of rectangular opaque glasses that occasionally flashed in the right lighting. Yanagi had brown hair cut in a shape reminiscent of a bowl and had eyes that seemed to be perpetually closed. Even more so than Fuji's.

"Ah Tezuka-kun, Marui-kun." Inui turned to Yanagi. "I guess I owe you 100 yen."

"What?" Marui looked between the two scientists, as if the air between them would have the answer.

"Sadaharu and I bet 100 yen to see when you would get here. I said 85% chance of you coming here as soon as you dropped off the suspects."

"I thought there was a 78% chance you would catch up with Fuji before coming down here."

Tezuka sighed and rubbed the space between his eyes in frustration. The two data men were still spouting various random percentages in the background. "Just tell us what we asked for." The two lab rats looked over and an enlightened look came upon them as they remembered the earlier request.

"Ahem, yes. His name was Horio Satoshi. Both him and the girl were killed in similar ways and based on what we found-"

"There were two murderers." Inui interrupted Yanagi before he could reveal the big clue.

"Well that makes sense I suppose. If there was only one attacker, then the two could either fight them off or one could run for help. Plus we've got two people in interrogation right now." Marui mused to himself. He did this a lot. Most people said it was because he liked the sound of his own voice but Marui insisted it helped his tensai thinking process.

"Good job you two. Come Marui, we'll check on the others before going to the two's questioning." Tezuka flicked his wrist at the other detective and promptly walked out of the lab.

"Sorry, bye you two don't kill anyone with those juices of yours." Marui waved and skipped away, but before he could fully leave, he heard the two say something that sent shivers down the sweet addicts spine.

"No promises."

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The station was as busy and crowded as ever. Officers and patrolmen milling about doing their jobs, searching for information, catching up with friends, or bringing in criminals to be put in the cells in the back before being sent to the local jail.

Just as the detectives were walking up from forensics, two officers that had been at the crime scene walked in the doors. One was wearing a standard issue police cap while the other was not wearing it, choosing instead to let his silver grey hair hang out.

The first one's name is Shishido Ryou. He'd been working at the station for three years already and, despite being a bit of a drama queen, was well respected if not a little feared by the younger members of the force. He had spiked up brown hair that always seemed to be covered in a cap of sorts, whether it be the police one or just a baseball cap. Rumor had it that the only reason he wore them was because his partner said he looked good in them. He was of average height with tan skin that was littered with some scars and bandages.

The second one was Ohtori Choutarou. This was his second year at the station and he had an intimidating height. No one was afraid of him after they got to know him though. His gentle brown eyes made people call him a gentle giant. He too couldn't be seen without a particular accessory except his was a small silver cross that had been given to him as a gift from his partner on his one-year anniversary at the station.

The two had been together ever since Shishido had driven away his former partner and Choutarou had gotten out of the academy. After a bit of a rocky start, they realized they had a lot in common, were compatible, and made a competent team. Many people sensed there was more going on between the two than friendship but no one particularly cared. It didn't affect their work and Shishido had become more approachable and less prickly ever since the grey haired man came into the scene.

"Oi Tezuka! There wasn't much else at the crime scene but we have Kenya and Zaizen running the evidence down to forensics. Me and Choutarou are going home and Kaidoh is still at the crime scene. Finishing it up and everything."

Choutarou jumped as if recalling something. "Oh yes, Captain Shiraishi and Vice Captain Yukimura wanted to see you in their office." With that said the two grabbed their jackets and walked out the glass doors of the building.

"Bye-bye! Have a nice night!" Marui smiled and waved at their retreating backs before turning towards the stoic man next to him. "Well you heard him, let's go." The two then began walking up the step leading to the captain's and vice captain's office.

Tezuka and Marui walked through the halls towards the offices and interrogation rooms. As they walked, Marui couldn't help but notice that Tezuka was walking stiffly. Marui narrowed his eyes and did what no one else in the base would do in their right minds. He would try to act like Tezuka's close friend, Fuji Syuusuke. Rumor had it that last time someone acted like Fuji behind his back, they were found in the morgue, hanging upside down, naked, and various taboo art drawn all over his body in permanent marker. But that was just a rumor right? Marui hoped so.

"Tezuka, you need to relax!" Marui said, throwing his arm over Tezuka's shoulder. Tezuka looked at Marui with a blank expression on his face. "I think that you should calm down and take a look at the things around you!"Marui said, waving his arms around. Tezuka sighed, got out of Marui's reach, and walked faster ahead of Marui.

"If you're trying to make me calm down, it didn't work." Tezuka said, walking even faster. "And Fuji doesn't act like that." Marui fell over his own two feet. No way. How did he know what Marui was trying to do?

"Aw, come on! I at least tried!" Marui insisted, running after Tezuka. What he couldn't see was Tezuka's smile, but what he could hear was Tezuka's chuckle. Marui smiled. At least he managed to calm Tezuka down.

-xvxvxvx-

"Do you know a Horio Satoshi?" asked a man with wavy orange hair, bright blue eyes, and slightly tanned skin that looked like cream with a touch of color. He was wearing a pastel green dress shirt, black slacks, and a loosely tied black tie. He was currently investigating one Echizen Ryoma.

"Hm…Horio…Horio…OH!" Ryoma exclaimed, holding up his finger like he made a discovery. "I was in Junior High with him! We were on the tennis team together. He was awful, bragging about his '2 years of tennis experience'. As if it ever got him anywhere. He was one of the worst on the team. If it wasn't for Ryuuzaki-sensei, I don't think we would have won Nationals that year." Ryoma said, shuddering at the memories of that tennis team.

Sengoku narrowed his eyes.

"And Sakuno Ry. Uu. Za. Ki?" he hissed, pronouncing each and every syllable of the deceased girl's surname. Ryoma's eyes widened.

"She was that dragon lady's granddaughter! She and her friends were a part of my fan club! Stupid fangirls. I thought that she was an entirely different person when Akaya started dating her! She looked nothing like she did in Junior High either!" Ryoma said. Sengoku sighed. His pupils weren't dilated, he wasn't sweating, he wasn't doing anything to suggest he was lying. He had to be telling the truth.

"Then what did she look like in Junior High?" Sengoku asked. Ryoma smiled.

"She was actually pretty cute and sweet. Her hair was a dark brown, but her eyes didn't change in the slightest. Her hair was in two long braids, they were so long they went down to her knees, and she was pale. And delicate. Like she had only been outside to get to and from school. She was awful at tennis though. She bent her knees too much." Ryoma said. Sengoku smirked.

"You remember her a whole lot don't you?" Sengoku enquired. Ryoma glared at the man.

"She was my first and only girlfriend. We dated for about a year when we got in a horrible fight and broke up. After that I figured out that I was gay. No shit I would remember the first and only girl I ever dated." Ryoma hissed. Sengoku held his hands in a retreating stance.

"Alright, alright, I got it. Just one more question and then I'll go. Alright?" Sengoku asked. Ryoma nodded and closed his eyes, leaning back in his seat to calm himself down.

"Ask away." Ryoma stated. Sengoku smiled.

"Any ideas as to who would want to kill Horio Satoshi?" Sengoku asked. Ryoma narrowed his cat-like eyes.

"I haven't seen him since we graduated Junior High. I have no idea what's happened between then and now." Ryoma answered. Sengoku nodded and walked towards the door.

"Thank-you for your time." He said as he left the interrogation room. Ryoma threw his hands up in frustration.

"All that and I don't get to leave?"

-xvxvxvx-

"What is it Captain Shiraishi, Vice Captain Yukimura?" Tezuka asked the two men that stood on the other side of the desk that he Marui were standing on. One of them had longer blond hair that flipped out at the ends, brown eyes, and a bandage going from his left hand to his elbow. He was average in height, and was wearing a black suit with a captain's badge on his right breast. The other man was delicate, had creamy skin, indigo hair with matching eyes, and was wearing a suit a vice captain's badge also on his right breast. This man was Yukimura Seiichi. The former was Shiraishi Kuranosuke. Yukimura smiled.

"Well, we were wondering if you have any leads on the case so far. Also we would like to know exactly who told you you could bring two young men into questioning. Without a warrant." Yukimura said, the pleasant smile never leaving his face, though his words were dipped in ice and venom. If Tezuka was not who he was, he would have flinched. Marui full out cringed.

"Our leads are Echizen Ryoma and Kirihara Akaya. They both have a motive to kill the girl, Ryuuzaki Sakuno, and we are just now getting information on if they know Horio Satoshi, the male victim, or not. Our reason for bringing them here without warrant was that they held such rage towards the girl that it was bordering on homicidal. Is it wrong to question them?"

Shiraishi sighed. "Yukimura shut it. Tezuka, next time ask for a warrant to bring people in for questioning. Marui," Marui perked up at the captain's mentioning of his name. "Go get me a doughnut." Marui's face fell into shock and he left with waves of depression rolling off him in deadly amounts. As Marui left the room, Sengoku walked in, staring at Marui as he left in his depressed and out of character state.

"Whoa, what's up his?" Sengoku muttered to himself before walking into the office. "Knock, knock, guess what? I've got info on the dude Vic." Sengoku exuberantly said, his bright and cheery personality poking through. When he was in the interrogation room his personality could do a 180. Everyone still wondered how it happened.

"Well? We're waiting." Yukimura hissed, his tone icy and dangerous. Sengoku shrunk away slightly.

"Well, both victims went to Junior High with Echizen. Horio was on the tennis team with Echizen and Ryuuzaki was Echizen's first and only girlfriend. Lucky~! I got the most information out of their past so far!" Sengoku said, grinning and making a peace sign. Tezuka sighed. Not only would he have to deal with Marui now, but also with Sengoku. Could his day get anymore childish?

Oh wait, he was also working with Fuji. Not to be mean or anything to his close friend, but he could be very creepy when he wants to be. Especially when Inui and Yanagi had their concoctions around. Then he was downright scary.

"Very good Sengoku. Go check out how Saeki's doing on Kirihara." Yukimura ordered. Sengoku sweat dropped as he nodded and left the room. He then made a mental note to never get Yukimura angry again.

Intentionally of course. Accidents were bound to happen.

-xvxvxvx-

"I DON'T KNOW A HORIO SATOSHI! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT?" Kirihara screamed at Saeki. The young man was not much taller than Marui, had white silver hair with black at the very bottom, and grey/dark blue eyes, depending on the light, along with nicely tanned skin. He was currently trying to calm the interrogatee down so that he wouldn't attack the interrogator. A.K.A. him.

"Alright! Alright! You don't know him! Do you have any ideas to if Echizen knows him?" Saeki asked hopefully. Kirihara stopped and thought for a moment.

"In Junior High, he complained about a Horio a few times. Called him a stupid, conceited, air-headed, mono-browed monkey that couldn't find it's ass with two hands and a map. Could it be the same guy?" Kirihara asked, not noticing Saeki muffle a laugh at the description. Saeki knew he shouldn't nut it was just too hilarious. Through the one-way mirror Sengoku sweat dropped and chuckled awkwardly.

"It's the same guy…" he muttered and then went to go update Yukimura on how Kirihara was doing. Nothing was coming from him that would be of any help. That was for sure.

Dammit, Yukimura was going to be pissed again!

-xvxvxvx-

Don't worry Saku-chan, your ending was great.

And sorry this took so long, but I'm a lazy procrastinator of enormous proportions. I respect Saku-chan for writing her half in a day while I took…

OH! I forgot to mention. Some pairings will be a secret and I shall put them in the author's note as they are discovered. So, so far, there is only-

Silver

Past KiriSaku

Past RyoSaku (gag)

Please, Please, Review because they make us happy. And I can't speak for Saku-chan but they make me giggle.

(P.S. Can you tell I got all my info from NCIS, Psych, and Monk. By the way, WATCH PSYCH.)

And forgive spelling errors.