So guys how's it hanging? I'm well in to this story at the moment, it's all I can do not to be completely overwhelmed by what I want to get from this idea :D its one of my favourite ideas, but then again I do love all of my ideas :) though coz I have been so out of practice with all my ideas, I keep having to read over all my posted chapters to remember what I have already written and then sync my brain in to remembering every idea I have had and where it goes. It's annoying process, but I do it for you :P Anyway, enjoy the chapter xx

Killing Spree

SUMMARY: As a mass murderer, you tend not to spare the people who watch you in the act. Not this time, no; Sasuke decides to take this one with him... SasuNaru

Chapter Four

Kiba woke up that morning knowing full well that his sleep was as uneasy and unfulfilling as of he hadn't slept at all. He walked out of his bedroom and down the hall towards Naruto's. He knocked quietly on the door and when he didn't hear any noise, he opened to see that the room was exactly the same as when he left it the last morning.

He sighed. That meant he still hadn't returned from the job.

Of course he was beating himself up about it - the hurt he had seen in Naruto's eyes as he yelled and complained that he didn't have any burdens - he even mentioned the incident from years ago that he knew still affected Naruto every day, of course it still would.

He really was an idiot.

Kiba punched the wall and felt the retribution of pain as his knuckles throbbed. He got ready for work silently. On leaving the house, he remembered that Naruto had taken the car and that he would have to walk. He sighed for what seemed like the umpteenth time that morning. There wasn't any movement in the apartment, no noise, no crunch of cereal from Naruto, no wait for the bathroom and no sign of life all morning that was devoid because of Naruto's absence. It was an almost painful experience to feel that that's what life without Naruto would be like. Kiba placed his hands in his pockets and began the walk to the office, staring at the ground and staying lost in his thoughts.

Arriving at the office was weird enough, usually he and Naruto took the car. Walking up the steps by himself, without the chatter with his best buddy only began to make his nerves feel worse. He walked to Naruto's office to see that Naruto hadn't stopped by and wasn't in yet. Shaking his head, his worst suspicions that something had happened to Naruto when he was out investigating last night were only strengthening. He walked up to Jiraiya's office as he knew he was going to want to know what had happened.

He tentatively knocked on the door and it opened to reveal Ino looking somewhat ruffled. Jiraiya looked slightly hot sat his desk, smoking a pipe.

"HEY! How'd it go last night?" he asked, relighting his pipe, a smile on his face was evident.

"Well…"

"Nothing?"

"Well…"

"So something?"

"Can I explain everything that happened before you get mad because I'm really worried about Naruto".

"Why? Kid's old enough to take care of himself isn't he?"

"Well…"

"Can't you say anything else?" Jiraiya was noticeably starting to get a little irritated.

"Me and Naruto had a big fight yesterday, I stayed in our apartment and Naruto went to check out the District by himself. He hasn't come home and he hasn't been here, the car's gone and I'm starting to get worried that he may have got himself in some trouble that he can't handle. He's also-"

"So the kid is missing?"

"Yeah".

"What time did he go investigating?"

"It must have been some time after ten o'clock".

Jiraiya looked sombre.

"Why? What's wrong?"

Jiraiya puffed on his pipe and pulled out a copy of the day's newspaper. "Read the cover".

NEW BODY HAS BEEN DISCOVERED IN CHIDORI DISTRICT FIVE. The body is that of a young woman, blonde, Caucasian, a stab wound to the throat. Coroner reports that the victim in question was murdered in the late hours of the night.

Kiba stared blankly at the paper, before ever so slowly turning his attention to Jiraiya. Quick as a wink, he threw the paper on the floor and ran out of the office.

Waiting until the clatter of footsteps were no longer reaching his ears, Jiraiya got out of his chair and walked over to where his employee had dropped the paper, picked it up and folded it neatly. He puffed his pipe a few more times before he sighed, staring at the headline.

"Damn".

Naruto woke up that morning, feel lethargic for some reason. He shivered slightly from the cold air that was circulating through the room, yawned and blinked several times. He noticed that Sasuke was sat on the other side of the room, on a chair, reading the newspaper of the firm he worked for.

"Huh", he uttered, taking a sip of whatever he was drinking and placing the cup back down on the desk. He turned the page and then looked up, noticing that the blonde he had so casually kidnapped the other day was awake.

"What's going on?"

"They've reported news that they have found a body in Chidori District Five", Sasuke smirked. Naruto rolled his eyes.

"Can I read it?" he asked.

"When I'm done, wait your turn", Sasuke said, his smirk lingering across his features. Naruto rolled his eyes again and began sulking. He was fed up of being treated like a second class citizen all his life - though at the present time could see why. He was a victim to abduction after witnessing a crime he really wished he hadn't seen.

Then again, if he hadn't, he would have woken up knowing full well that he had to go to work.

Naruto laid back against the pillows of his bed again, his mind drifting back to the image of the woman; the sudden loss of light in her eyes; the way she desperately tried to take breath when realising the knife was in her throat; how the blood spurted from her wound as her body pumped blood around her body, trying to keep her alive. He closed his eyes only to see the vision of her lifeless ones. It was an image his mind would never let him forget.

"You thinking about her by any chance?" Sasuke asked from the other side of the room.

"That obvious huh?"

"Well I did mention her - only an idiot would start to think about her. Don't worry, she was a stupid bitch anyway".

"How DARE you say that about someone you killed?" Naruto half-shouted at Sasuke, shooting a glare at the raven haired killer.

"Well, simple really. I knew what she was like, I knew what she had done. It was in everyone's best interest to see her dead".

Naruto was speechless. He really had no idea how the Uchiha could say such words.

"Give me the paper, so I don't have to look at you", Naruto muttered.

"Well, you already knew I killed her, hell you saw it, so you shouldn't get so upset by it. You didn't know her. Men kill others all the time - imagine if you had to do several years war service, and imagine what you would have to do then. Its not like I get paid to mutilate people - its just my calling", Sasuke looked very deep in thought when he uttered those words which confused Naruto a bit more than usual. There was something else going on behind this then just random killing. She was picked for a reason.

What was really going on with this family?

Naruto picked the paper up that was thrown to him and began reading the article inside which linked directly to the latest murder. As he read, he began to think of his roommate and best friend.

Kiba, what's going on with you right now?

Kiba had been running for some time before he reached the police station; it was close by to work and he had only been talking to the police the day before. Despite his annoyance at the ticket, he was much more concerned about his best friend's life to care about a few notes of paper at that point.

The man who was on last night was still sat at the reception this morning. In his monotone voice, he said, "To pay a fine, you need to go to the desk on the third floor".

"NO!" Kiba breathed, "That's n-not why I'm h-here".

"Well what can I do for you sir?" The toneless voice was already beginning to grate on him.

"Where's the people leading the investigation in to the latest murders?! I really need to speak to them".

"I'll call them, and get them to send someone down. Is it of great importance?"

"Of course it fucking well is, why do you think I ran here?!"

"I didn't know that sir. I'm sorry. I will call them now".

The man pressed several numbers that he read from one of the various pieces of paper that was scattered around his desk. He eventually got hold of someone, a female from what Kiba could hear of the conversation. The man, after five or so minutes, put the phone down and turned to face Kiba again.

"Wait here, Detective Hinata will be down to meet with you in a short while".

"Good", Kiba said, straightening himself out and fanning his red face with his hand, taking deep gulps of air. His mind was racing more than his body could handle.

What had happened to Naruto? What was going to happen if he couldn't find him? How could he live with himself knowing those words he last uttered to him were filled with anger and reproachfulness? What if he never saw him again? It was something that was too unbearable to think about, though his mind continued to make him try.

"Mr Inuzuka sir?" the monotone man called.

"Huh?" Kiba turned around; he was so lost in his own thoughts that he had not noticed the arrival of the Detective.

She was a not a classic beauty but she was something; her hair was coloured blue, short, flicky at the ends; her skin lucid and her eyes seemed to resemble the strangest, most intriguing pearls. She was rather short for a police officer, but although Kiba could sense some kind of inner turmoil, she was a woman of strong character.

"Hello, I'm Detective Hinata Hyuuga of the Konoha Police Department. I am assisting my senior officers on the case of these most recent murders of Chidori District Five. Please come with me, you look like you could use a cup of tea and to get something off of your mind". Kiba smiled weakly - her voice was filled with a familiar type of kindness that was similar to Naruto's.

Kiba followed the officer in to the elevator - an invention he wasn't particular keen on - and continued to trail behind her awkwardly as she led him to a fairly large room with several people sat at desks and working with some rather technical computers.

"Have a seat over here", Hinata ushered to a seat behind a desk that was clearly hers. "Now what seems to be the problem? It appears to be very important".

"Yes, well, umm, I'm Kiba Inuzuka: I work for the Konoha Times and we were recently given permission to carry out our own investigations in to the murders of these girls in aid of the police".

Hinata nodded, her eyes narrowing slightly. "It was something that I feared might damage the investigation personally, but it was voted to be a strategy used in this case as there were so little leads. Anyway continue".

Kiba tried his best to breathe as he rushed to explain his reasons for being there. "Well me and my best friend were assigned the task of going to Chidori District Five at night time last night to do some investigating. However, after an argument regarding a ticket and our already lacklustre funds, he stormed out to do the search on his own - something I have been beating myself up about all night. I haven't heard from him since and as I read the news this morning of another murder, I believe that my friend may have witnessed something he was not supposed to have seen".

Hinata had been noting everything that he had been saying and on the last sentence turned to Kiba and nodded. "It does seem likely. We found something unusual at the latest scene that suggests that there was more than two people there, including the victim. This third party could have been your friend and that means he's in a lot of trouble".

Kiba's lips began to tremble slightly at the mention of the words.

"What was your friend's name?"

"Naruto Uzumaki".

Hinata's eyes widened at the mention of the name.

"S-say that again, please?"

"Naruto Uzumaki".

Hinata remained silent. She got up and walked over to another desk somewhere in the opposite corner, Kiba remained where he was. After finding what she was looking through amongst the paper, she brought back what looked like a photo frame.

"Is this him?" she handed him the photo. Kiba looked to see a compilation of photographs, some older, some more recent. It was definitely Naruto's family - he found the most recent picture and pointed it to Hinata, nodding. Who worked here that Naruto was related to?

"Shit", she muttered.

"What?"

She paused for a minute or so before replying; "I have to explain to my superior that his brother has gone missing and involved in a serial murder case".

Kiba's skin paled slightly, and he looked down to the floor. Naruto's brother? He forgot that he was working as a policeman now. He couldn't even remember the last time the two of them had spoken - then again, it was a long time since Naruto had talked to any of his siblings due to the recent issues. Apparently he was never good at lying to his siblings; Kiba had also witnessed it first hand when they were all at high school years ago.

Kiba looked up again to realise that Hinata was no longer in front of him; he examined his surroundings again to notice that he could not see her around the office at all. His nerves did not calm and suddenly jumped when he heard a yell so loud from the corridor that it silenced everything in the room; even the machines.

It was obvious Hinata had given Naruto's brother the bad news.

Naruto knew that he was living in a strange situation, but he didn't realise how much it really was strange. He had the ability to relax yet not the freedom to and it was a weird phenomenon. He found it almost peaceful as he no longer had to worry about the stressful issues that had taken such a heavy toll on his health the past few months of his life. However, he did feel bad that he was burdening Kiba in such a malicious way.

Kiba was the reason that Naruto could not completely stop worrying about the situation that he was in and that made him feel nervous more than anything that could happen to him at the hands of Sasuke - well, except his own death.

However, again as weird as it sounded, he felt that Sasuke would not kill him even when he acknowledged and remembered the reason he had spared his life in the first place. The two were becoming fast friends despite the unorthodox circumstances in which they met. They had several things in common, they had the same sort of sarcastic humour, liked similar films and books and also the most unusual of the connections was that they had the same view on life, and concepts unto which life should follow. Despite them not agreeing on the fact that Sasuke killing others was acceptable, they both agreed with the death penalty - hardly surprising in Sasuke's case - and a harsher legal and penal system (the part that surprised Naruto the most).

Sasuke had also been kind enough to move some of his games consoles and games in to Naruto's 'room' to provide some entertainment and also moved one of the many televisions in as well so Naruto could check the news.

"I know I can't leave this place, I just want to at least feel like I'm staying in touch with the world", Naruto had said to Sasuke, which made much sense. Sasuke felt a little bad that Naruto couldn't contact his friends and family - one of the subjects neither one wanted to bring up, that much was certain.

They had been in each other's company non-stop for over twelve hours at this point, and neither of them felt compelled to speak to the other about the reason why the two of them were indeed sat playing Mario Kart Wii in the room Naruto was currently staying in. In fact, though neither one would admit it, they were both enjoying each other's company and that they were both away from their jobs.

Sasuke was, however, kicking Naruto's behind at all the games that they had played that afternoon.

"You know what?! I will get better at these, and then I will beat you!" Naruto vowed, throwing the controller at Sasuke. Sasuke's reflexes were good enough that he dodged the controller without even looking at it, still concentrating on the game.

"I highly doubt that Uzumaki", Sasuke smirked, turning to him.

Naruto responded by sticking out his tongue.

There was a bang from downstairs - the seemingly normal signal that Itachi was home, from what Naruto had gathered.

"Well, I'll see you in a few minutes - I better get the update".

"Fine, you know where I'm waiting", Naruto grunted.

Sasuke walked out of the door from Naruto's room, along the familiar path to Itachi's study and was surprised to find that Sai was waiting for him outside.

"Itachi and I are to meet him tomorrow - a conscious him anyway".

Sasuke nodded.

"Well, in any case I can say that I am happy for you; you haven't been very good at talking to people, its something that we have all noticed over the years. The arrival of Mr Uzumaki has already made a difference in you. Just be careful not to show that to your brother too much - I doubt he will be happy", Sai uncrossed his folded arms and began to walk, with Sasuke next to him.

"New lead by any chance?"

"Oh yeah - and this one's a big one".

The girl arose to the smell of garbage and the pounding pain in her head. She rubbed her eyes from the sleep she had constantly been in for days and realised that she was back in the alley in which she remembered being in those days ago when she ran away. It was deserted; she could hear no voices, no sounds, nothing. It was daylight though, so she felt more at ease than if it were night.

He let me go? Like he promised? She was overjoyed.

She tried to get to her feet but realised that it would take some practice - she had not stood on her own two feet for some time now. She grabbed the nearest thing to her that would help her up. She needed to get in contact with her family.

In keeping with her promise, she already remembered the story in which she was going to tell, knowing that if she differed from it she would reach her demise. She reached the alley, with the help of the wall, and the memories continued to flood back. There was a payphone not far from where she was and she knew how to reverse the charges.

She reached the urine smelling payphone and dialled the numbers, eventually pressing in all the digits of her home number. She waited as it rung.

"Hello?" the tentative voice of her mother answered the phone.

"Mum?" she answered, knowing that tears were flowing from her eyes.

"Oh my God, darling is that you? Where are you? We've been so worried!" she heard her mother break down on the phone.

In amongst the tears, she managed to say the words, "I'm alright mum, I'm alright".

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