Hey :D When writing this chapter I thought a lot about twins and how it would feel to be one. I have sisters, so I know about siblings. And I have my twin cousins as well, so I've seen just how much you can love and hate someone that you constantly have to share with. However, its obviously something I will never experience myself but I sometimes do wish I had someone who would always be there with me like that :) it's a nice feeling.

Enjoy my latest chapter guys and ooh! Read my new story LoveGame please?! Its practice writing smut as well as another story :P 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 Six

It wasn't bad enough that he was sat in the police station with his best friend missing; he was now sat in the police station with the pissed off older brother of his missing best friend who has been trying to get hold of his brother for so long and was being ignored by him.

And he, Kiba, knew the reason because of it.

Kiba believed he had witnessed the worst thing in the world; seeing the reaction of someone when they realise that a family member is missing. It wasn't like the family hadn't already experienced trauma and devastation before. It was heart wrenching to see that he had to go through it again.

Hinata was stood next to Kiba, her hand on his shoulder as he had to relay the story to Kazuya 'Kyuubi' Uzumaki; he looked genuinely just like an older version of Naruto at first glance, except he had longer blonde hair that flopped rather than stuck up in weird angles like Naruto's. Tall; his frame was skinny but Kiba knew that he was strong in fighting. He had lighter green eyes, inherited from his mother, rather than the cerulean blue of the father. He was called Kyuubi because he was like a fox in the way that he could sniff out details relating to cases and wasn't afraid to go in himself to get the bait. He could rip apart his suspects until they told the truth like a fox with his prey.

Kiba also felt first hand just how good Kazuya's interrogation techniques were.

"Look, I'm sorry about Naruto - really its all my fault, and I won't hold it against you if you want to take your frustrations out on me", Kiba said, sat in the chair.

"Don't be an idiot, its not your fault at all. Its just an argument that got out of hand and he happened to storm out. Its your Editor's fault that he decided to send you guys in to do the work that the police are handling. I know they have clearance but I was against this from the start. I might have to start investigating the newspaper in case they have something to do with this". The older Uzumaki kicked the table and put his hands on his hips, chewing his lip in frustration, eyes narrowed. Kiba looked down at the floor and said nothing.

"Well, we have a new lead to the case through Mr Uzumaki now; I'm sure between the two of you, that we can find something new out. First thing is first, we have to find the car - that may have some clues as to who he may have met that night. And where it is, that's also something", Hinata interjected.

Kiba nodded again, still too scared to look in to Kazuya's eyes.

He heard the older brother sigh.

"Kiba, you are a long standing friend to this family - you were there with us when we had to bury our sister early, you'll help us make sure that we will not let Naruto go through the same".

Kiba eventually looked up in to Kazuya's eyes and saw no malice towards him at all. It made his heart shift slightly - it was just so much easier for them to blame him, his guilt was just tearing him up inside.

Just make it go away.

Hinata hadn't moved away from him, and she squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. He looked up at her and she smiled. Momentarily he forgot what he was feeling as he took in every inch of her face; she was really a beautiful girl and he felt honoured that he could be so close to her. Her lucid skin was flawless, like a sculpture by the finest artist, and her smile was radiant of the most comforting warmth possible. He smiled back at her, before turning back to Kazuya.

"What do you want me to do to help?"

"Well, you can start by telling me what's been going on with Naruto. He hasn't returned any of my phone calls. Lorellie and I are worried sick about him; we know he's hiding something, and I know that you know. Tell me, what's going on with him".

Kiba was stuck. Was he going to betray his best friend and tell his secret? Or was he going to tell Kazuya everything with Naruto's life at risk?

"Well, it depends. Naruto and I have been stressed out by a variety of things. He probably just wanted to show that he could handle things on his own".

"Kiba, Naruto has never done anything alone all his life. He always had a stable family background growing up. Why would he throw that away now? Especially since us siblings have gotten closer together when our parents' relationship fell apart".

Kiba looked back at Hinata and then to Kazuya.

"To be honest Kazuya, he's been a little on edge ever since we were given the assignment to report on the murders. Naruto wanted so badly to get off the case but because of our financial situation, we needed the extra money to pay the bills. So he pushed his issues to one side. It was taking its toll though, consistently getting worse". Kiba had known all along why the blonde was snapping over the strangest things; why he was so miserable. It was because of their job; he remembered when Naruto first found out about it. Kiba relayed the story of that day to the two officers.

In the meeting, Kiba couldn't look at his best friend. He already knew the details of the case, and he had begged Jiraiya to let Naruto go on something else. But as he had already been asked by Naruto not to mention his sister, when he couldn't tell their boss the reason why - Kiba had been dismissed. Naruto was going to have to find out here instead.

He had noticed the blonde's puzzled reaction when he had turned away so suddenly. He didn't want to see it. He wanted to leave. Kiba refused to look anywhere except the table.

That's when he heard Naruto scream.

He immediately looked up to see that Naruto had already ran away. He got up out of his seat to run after him, he needed to make sure the blonde was okay. He had almost reached the door when-

"INUZUKA!"

He stopped in his tracks at Jiraiya shouting his name. He turned around to see the older man very angry.

"What the fuck Inuzuka?! I'm guessing this has something to do with why you begged and pleaded to have Uzumaki removed from this case. If he was going to act like such a retard than I should have listened to you. Why didn't you explain this better?" Jiraiya's tone was so acidic and irritated that it made the words he said feel even more horrific in Kiba's mind.

Kiba's fists balled up in anger.

"Inuzuka, sit down, we need to get on with this meeting".

"No".

"What?"

Kiba turned around fully to face Jiraiya, anger making his body shake.

"He's not retarded! Don't you fucking DARE say that again!"

"Do you remember who you are talking to Inuzuka?" Jiraiya's hands slammed on the table in front of him, some of the paper fell from their neat stacks on to the floor. The entire meeting room was staring back and forth between both the boss and the angry employee.

"You know nothing! NOTHING! You don't know how he feels seeing those pictures?! The reason he's now so upset is because his twin sister was raped and fucking murdered only a few years ago and she looked almost exactly like these girls!" Kiba held up the picture of the latest corpse. "I'd like to see how you cope seeing your sister die horribly, have that live with you the rest of your life, and then being forced to work on a case that makes you constantly think about it every minute".

Silence. Kiba threw the picture back on to the table.

"So don't you fucking dare make me wait any longer to help him out".

Kiba turned on his feet and ran out of the door - he didn't hear anyone make a sound the entire time he was within ear shot.

Kiba had found Naruto being sick in the bathrooms down the hall and stayed with him until he was strong enough to leave. Naruto was allowed to go home early; Kiba had stayed to straighten out the situation and apologise for being rude. Jiraiya had told everyone in the room not to mention what was heard to anyone and to continue to treat Naruto as normal. Kiba was grateful for that. He was allowed to keep the job and gave them the choice on whether or not to work the case.

After much discussion later on that evening, Naruto had decided to face his past by trying to help someone else. Kiba could only worry from the sidelines.

After finishing the story, Kiba had what felt like tears well up in his eyes. He wanted to cry, but crying admitted weakness. He couldn't cry in front of these officers - he couldn't. he shook his head slightly to rid himself of the feeling.

"Looks like I'm going to have to call Lorellie doesn't it Kiba?" Kazuya said.

"Yeah, I'm sorry he hasn't been calling you. I told him it wasn't wise but you know him, he's like an open book. So easy to read. He just didn't want to always harass you with his problems when you have your own".

"Well, do you mind sticking around here for a bit? I'll call her now and give her some time to get together. She's in the Lowtown Districts at the moment and she's under cover so its going to take a bit of effort for her to get here without ruining everything".

"Okay, I don't mind staying here".

"Hinata keep a close eye on him. You two will be seeing a lot of each other. If Naruto was caught because he's working the case, then Kiba might be at risk as well. We have to think on all angles here. Naruto might just be unlucky to have been in the wrong place at the wrong time, or he might be the start of the chain of people to be silenced".

Kiba gulped and shuddered, though Hinata remained still.

Kazuya gave one last nod, whether it was to himself, or to them Kiba didn't know, and then the older Uzumaki left the office and disappeared out of sight. It was so quiet within the room that Kiba heard his footsteps echo for at least a minute after his departure.

Again, feelings of helplessness ran through the brunette and it took all his strength to steady himself.

Hinata moved from being stood next to him, to sitting in front of him. She had a concerned look in her eyes but a small smile still graced her lips.

"Kiba, its understandable to feel the way you do. You need to release that pent up emotion. And if you want to cry - I won't judge you. I could never judge anyone who's going through such a terrible time", Hinata whispered to him. Kiba looked at her with feelings of gratitude.

And with that statement, Kiba kept her words close to heart as it began to rain.

A black haired woman chewing gum loudly walked past the drug-addled teenagers in the under streets of Lowtown. As with all big cities had their rough areas, Konoha kept theirs underneath the main city. There were a few doors leading to staircases down to Lowtown, these that were guarded to stop fights. Only those who had lost it all stayed in Lowtown and obviously that is where crime thrived - especially with drugs.

The woman continued along, she was getting fed up of seeing teenagers shoot each other up especially since they looked so well-dressed for having to live here. She was wondering where they got the ID to come down to Lowtown - you needed permission to enter this place. It was mainly those who lived there or had relatives down there. But she knew from personal experience that most people disowned family that had reached the bottom as there was a very low chance of leaving once you did.

She reminded herself of what she was wearing herself; a striped black and white top, with a denim waistcoat over the top; black sunglasses despite there being no natural light in the districts; a denim skirt, black and white chequered tights, white leg-warmers and black shoes. The entire outfit cost less than a fiver.

She knew she didn't look good but at least she didn't look like shit from suffering from withdrawal.

Continuing to walk along, she ignored the kids until she heard something of interest. She stopped; pretending to fumble with her lighter for a cigarette so she could listen to them.

"Yeah I heard from up top that there is a new killer out and he's already killed lots of girls. Thing is, apparently, that someone has been taken this time that doesn't fit in with the brief. My ol' cousin who lives near where the crimes have been happening saw a blonde guy enter the Chidori District recently and he hasn't been anywhere since. What do you reckon? He got done in by the new fucks on the block?"

The speaker paused as he took in a long draught of his roll-up. He continued.

"Of course he's not going to report it, its his own fault really. What with the newspaper reporting the story now, what idiot would walk in to the district with the murderers happening? Course though, the guy left behind something that looked like a necklace - my cousin snapped it instantly, looked like it was worth something."

The other kid sniggered.

"Apparently it wasn't worth much. Pawned it up at old Mann's and only got about twenty with it".

She didn't know why she thought this was so interesting. Probably because she knew the guy who was leading the case on the new murderers. He wouldn't mind the information, she would give it to him later. But something uneasy was settling in her stomach as she walked along with the cigarette in her hand; she took a long drag and let it out. Coughing slightly, she realised that her phone was vibrating.

She froze.

It was her normal phone, instead of her cover phone.

Lorellie picked up the phone to hear words that chilled her heart, "Lorellie - Kazuya. I have some bad news about Naruto".

The statement was so chilling that Sasuke immediately fell silent. All colour drained from his face as his mind went over those words again.

"I've lived in the city all my life; we were brought up knowing of the perils. My parents got divorced when I was seventeen because my twin sister was raped and murdered when we were sixteen".

Naruto was sat on the bed, head bent slightly in sorrow. Sasuke wished more than anything that he hadn't bought it up.

Killed?

Did that mean that Naruto had spent all the time here wondering whether or not they had killed his sister?

That fact more than any other made Sasuke's very bones freeze.

"We were so young, so naïve. We thought we were invincible - you always do when your that age I guess. But, this was so much more of a terrifying experience than I thought was possible for me to have. Me and Natsuki were so close, ever since we were born. They are right when they say there is a special bond between twins; we liked almost all the same things, we barely ever argued. We were like a neutraliser for our entire family; we could always calm down any body when they fought. Our parent's relationship was strained for as long as I can remember and we seemed to be the thing to heal it, to keep them together - seeing how close we were and how we got on".

Naruto paused. Sasuke continued to watch him.

"It was a dark night, we went out to celebrate a friend's birthday. We were so close, we had all the same friends. We were the glue that held everyone together there as well. But we got split up at the door of this one club. We were sixteen but we could still get in to some of the clubs as they allowed under age people. Didn't get served any alcohol though. My sister encouraged me to go ahead to get in, she would wait and see me inside. I gave her a hug and said I'll see her later. And then I never did see her again alive".

Tears were beginning to streak down Naruto's face slowly.

"I looked for her everywhere inside. I got everyone else to help as well. A few of my friends told me I was being paranoid, but I had learned long ago not to ignore my 'twin senses', you can call it that. Recalling back, much of the pain I was feeling at those points trying to find her, the worry and the anxiety, I think can be a fraction of what she felt then as she was being…"

Another pause.

"She was found later that night still alive, but it was too late to save her. I got to see her again later when we were asked to identify her body - she looked so serene, if it weren't for the wounds on her body. You can tell just what happened without my other half right? My family was split, our friends grew apart and I was alone. My parents moved to different cities and my siblings and I all moved in together, but they were constantly working to sort out. Everything had changed".

He was crying, and Sasuke wanted it to stop. He wanted to do something to help. He remembered just what that feeling was to feel like you had lost everything in something that was beyond your control.

There was silence for a bit as Naruto tried to control his crying.

"I need to find the bastard that did that to her. I need retribution for her - that man has not been found, though I know its almost impossible. The police closed the case for now until new evidence is found. Its not right knowing that that someone is still out there roaming the streets and hurting more girls".

Again there was silence as Sasuke said nothing. He knew it was weighing on Naruto's mind - now or never to ask whether he was involved. It must have been hard for Naruto when he saw him kill that blonde woman. He must have tried his best not to trust Sasuke - this must have been killing him softly.

"Well, I think that you should go to sleep Naruto - try not to think about it. I know its hard, but you need to sleep this off. Talking about it is one of the hardest things to go through when facing the reality of the loss of a beloved one; trust me I know".

Sasuke got up, and was walking to the door, when he felt a tug on his clothes. He turned around to see Naruto there.

"I need to know Sasuke. I need to know".

Sasuke said nothing and gently tried to pull himself away.

"Please tell me you didn't kill her. Please!" Naruto begged. Tears were streaming down his face, he was on his knees at Sasuke's feet, his hands grasping the fabric of his trousers. It made Sasuke feel the worst person in the world - he had never seen this side of a person before, and everyone he had killed would have invoked this kind of reaction from someone. He bent down, to look at Naruto head on.

"Naruto…we didn't kill your sister", he said, his voice tinted at the sorrow on which he could see Naruto feeling.

Naruto looked up from the floor in to Sasuke's eyes and noticed that there was truth in the black orbs. He wasn't lying. Sasuke didn't kill her.

Naruto sobbed further, and amongst the sobs, Sasuke heard two words. "Thank God". The blonde got up and walked in to the bathroom, probably to clean himself up.

Sasuke walked and sat on the bed, a little shaken up from the scene that had just happened as well as the memory that was currently going through his mind.

"So that's why I recognise him", he whispered to himself.

It was four years ago - and only six months after he had first started as a coroner for the Police. He was working the graveyard shift - the irony of the term never amused him. He was washing his hands after placing the body of a man who had died in a gang war back in the labelled body container. He was wondering about whether or not he should start reading the paper or perhaps find somewhere to sit and grab a cup of coffee. It had already been too long a shift for his liking, and he still had some time to go.

That's when she was wheeled in.

"Hey Uchiha, got a rush job for you. The police need results as quick as you can; she's fresh - didn't even make the ambulance journey to hospital". It was Kabuto, bringing in another body for him to autopsy.

"Pretty little thing she was. Too bad". There was no sense of emotion in the grey-haired assistant at all. He had never really liked Kabuto - he was just too heartless.

Well, not that he was any better.

Sasuke waited for Kabuto to leave before he lifted the top end of the sheet to see the head of a blonde girl with delicate, almost unnoticeable scars across her cheeks. She really was a beautiful girl. Her skin was paler from death, but he could tell she would have been quite brown. She was about seventeen, roughly. Her eyes were closed, but when he opened them they were the brightest blue.

Sasuke smiled sadly at her body.

"You would have had such a good life. I bet you were smart as well", he said to her.

It made things so much easier talking to them, when he cut their bodies up. He wanted to get a sense of the victim of such a horrible crime. He was there for several hours, taking his time; he wanted to make sure that he knew all the details so they would be able to capture the person who did it to her.

Raped and murdered at sixteen. She barely got a chance to live.

Sasuke shook his head to rid himself of the image. He didn't want to think anymore about the case; the man who did it was never caught by the police, as Naruto knew.

But what Naruto didn't know was that they had caught him. And they had killed him. Sasuke remembered it well. The bastard was scum literally.

He wanted to keep it from Naruto - he wasn't allowed to mention their real mission to Naruto as he might jeopardise it. He wasn't allowed to get involved in case he spilt their secret. But mainly Sasuke didn't want to tell Naruto because he knew that offering the chance for retribution, Naruto might take it and he didn't want the blonde to make the same mistake that he did. Sure it was satisfactory to know that there were less criminals on the street, but not worth Naruto to dirty his hands for. He was a pure person, and Sasuke would be damned if that was going to change.

He sighed. It was the hardest secret he had to keep from the blonde of many.

They took the law upon themselves. They didn't kill randomly - they killed criminals who weren't convicted for the horrible crimes they committed.

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