A/n Oh boy! Here we go! It's so entertaining seeing all of your reactions to this story! For instance, the people who wanted to castrate Sasori earlier in the story suddenly warmed up to him last chapter ;) The power of writing, ne?
To my reviewers… I LOVE YOU GUYS! You are the reason I put myself through remembering all these horrible things! This story would be a lost cause without you all because my only point of writing this is to enlighten you all on how cruel the world can be.
"Boys, boys do come in." An elderly woman with grey hair piled on the top of her hair said with a smile. She put a hand on both of the boys' shoulders as they walked past her into the house where a red-haired man –presumably Sasori's dad- and a few police officers were talking. Hidan lifted his head and looked at Itachi who sighed heavily when he caught sight of the man and returned Hidan's look. A silent confirmation rested in Itachi's eyes that caused a rage to flash in Hidan's own violet orbs.
"Sasori's dad." Hidan muttered under his breath as Itachi greeted the woman who had answered the door.
"Thank you very much Lady Chiyo." Itachi said in his usual, polite Uchiha manner. Hidan looked at the old woman whose eyes seemed drained, even for a grandmother. Obviously this 'Chiyo' cared a great deal for Sasori, even if his father didn't.
"Itachi… and Itachi's albino friend." The man greeted the boys in an uncaring manner. Itachi stilled next to Hidan but the zealot had other ideas…
"Who are you calling albino, Elmo!" He shouted in reference to the man's shaggy red hair. The man's jaw dropped a bit and Hidan smirked in victory.
"You little punk!" Sasori's father said, raising an arm before catching the eye of a police officer. "Why are you here?" He finished in a growl, lowering the fist he had raised to Hidan.
"Hitto, these boys are here because they're concerned for Sasori." Chiyo explained gently. Hitto's eyes widened in surprise then narrowed in suspicion.
"I've never seen you around here before." He noted, speaking to Hidan. The Jashinist narrowed his eyes back at him.
"We're friends from school. Don't really hang out much besides that 'cause I live so fucking far away." Hidan lied easily, waving a careless hand as if brushing the question away with ease.
"Watch your mouth in my house." Hitto growled after glaring at Hidan for a good three minutes. Hidan shrugged his shoulder and turned to look at Itachi for the first time since he had spoken out. Itachi's face was drained of color and he looked at Hidan with wide eyes.
"What's the matter Uchiha? Never seen anyone stand up for themselves before?" Hidan asked haughtily. Itachi shook his head slowly.
"Not to him."
Hidan smiled smugly and stood a little taller. "Maybe more people should try it. He needs to be taken down a few fucking pegs."
Itachi smirked and the two sat down on one of the couches, accepting some sodas from Chiyo as the police force and Hitto sat down as well.
"Alright folks, let's try to get to the bottom of Sasori Akatsuna's disappearance, shall we?" The police officer with spiky silver hair suggested with a smile. Well, it could be assumed to be a smile by the way his eye crinkled, but was impossible to tell with the cloth covering from his nose down. The man's partner nodded beside him and took out a notebook with a pencil at the ready.
Hitto groaned loudly and ran a hand through his hair, "It isn't a disappearance," he said, "the ungrateful brat ran away!" Hidan's head snapped towards the man with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"He wouldn't have run away if you hadn't hit him!" he exclaimed, letting his words settle a silence among the room. Hitto's eyes grew wide and his face grew red.
"What do you mean, son?" The other police officer with the ponytail and scar across his face asked, putting his pencil to the paper.
"I mean Sasori's dad beat him the night Puppet Fucker ran away!" Itachi cringed beside Hidan but the silver-haired boy held strong.
"Alright thank you for that information. We'll see what we can do about that later." The first police officer whose badge read 'Kakashi' said calmly.
"What is the meaning of this? You have no proof; you're just going to take some stupid kid's word for it!" Hitto shouted, jumping up and pointing a finger in Hidan's face. With Hitto's angry finger resting only inches away from his nose, Hidan also rose to his feet and pushed Hitto's finger out of his face.
"Don't you point your fucking-"
"I said we'll deal with this later." Kakashi snapped suddenly. Both males threw wavering glares at each other before taking their seats again. "Now," the officer continued, "we need to discuss the actions that led to Sasori's running away." He said calmly. Hidan looked at Itachi who remained quiet. When the Uchiha looked down and met Hidan's eyes the message in them was clear: Keep your mouth shut. Hidan looked down at his hands that were clasped in his lap and the room fell into silence.
"Listen, we'll never find your friend if you don't talk to us." The one whose nametag read 'Iruka' said in serious voice. Hidan looked at Itachi again and saw the pained look on his face. This time when the boy's gazes met Itachi gave a slight nod.
"He did drugs." Hidan finally voiced, breaking the silence. Chiyo looked away sadly and Hitto continued to glare at the floor. The officers, however, sighed in relief and Iruka began writing.
"Right, and what kind of drugs did he do?" Kakashi asked. Hidan glanced at of Itachi from the corner of his eye and the boy gave a slight shake of his head.
"I'm, uh, not sure." Hidan admitted. "But he was very dependent on them." For the next 20 minutes Hidan relayed all the information Itachi had given him earlier that afternoon to the officials, glancing at the Uchiha every so often for small details he couldn't remember. When Hidan was finally finished –having to leave out the parts about Sasori attacking Itachi, of course – Chiyo had a small stream of tears running down her wrinkled face and Hitto's face was absolutely beat red. His face was contorted into such an awful look it was a wonder the floor didn't crumble beneath his glare.
"And that's about all I know." Hidan finished, sighing in relief. Iruka and Kakashi looked at each other and Kakashi nodded.
"That's a good bit of information." He confirmed, "Now all we need to do is figure out how to find him."
Hidan looked thoughtful for a moment before an imaginary light-bulb appeared over his head. "Wait! Can't you track his phone like they do on those cop shows on TV?" He asked excitedly. Itachi sighed heavily and shifted on the couch, knowing that he couldn't stay out of the conversation for much longer.
Kakashi and Iruka shared a look. "I suppose we could," Iruka began, "if we had-"
"You mean this phone?" Itachi said suddenly. All eyes were on him as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a smashed blackberry.
"That's Sasori's phone." Hitto said quietly. Itachi nodded solemnly and placed the mangled piece of machinery on the coffee table in the center of the room. Everyone looked at it as if it were the reason for all their problems, willing it to piece itself back together and return to Sasori's pocket with their eyes. Suddenly a question broke them all out of their trance.
"Did… Puppet Fucker have a… Facebook?"
A/n Yes, I know; Facebook, really? But I'm telling it how it happened so I'm sorry if the modern-ness ruins the mood a bit -_-'