Sorry I took 2 weeks longer than I planned to do this.I also didn't have my beta go over it yet (once again) so there are going to be some errors. soooooooo sorrry!

I make a list about as long as this chapter (which is actually one of the longest chapters because I felt bad that it took so long) of reasons why it took me so long. Most of it was really writers block, being worn out, and just being plan lazy. BUT I found my muse, had some coffee and here you go!

Please enjoy and leave me wonderful (or helpful, both would be great) words when you're done reading!

Neji seemed to think it wasn't half bad, our idea that is, and he pulled out his phone, sent a text or two all before the three of us reached the lobby. When we did, oh boy. There was a horde of fangirls sitting in there.

Before they noticed us Naruto closed the doors to the elevator and took us back up to our floor. "What are you doing?" I asked confused.

He rolled his eyes at me like it should have been obvious, "Seriously, for how smart you are, you're really are a social dimwit. Those girls wouldn't let us out of here until they tear us apart and force what floor Sasuke lives on out of us. I'm getting us an escort, duh."

"Oh." I said simply. What Naruto said did make sense, I just didn't think of it as fast as he did. Sometimes I wonder how he does it. Neji, Naruto and I stepped out of the elevator, in case some else needed it, and Naruto hurried back to our apartment to talk to Jiraiya about the situation.

Neji and I waited in a calm silence. I couldn't help but think it was like the calm before the storm, but, you know it might just be my own feelings on that one. I already knew this week was going to be intense because I we transferred schools but this isn't what I was expecting. Becoming friends and neighbors with the most popular guy at school and then his parents being blown up within the first three days isn't what I was expecting at all. If I knew this was going to happen I would have tried harder to convince our previous school that we couldn't move or transfer schools.

When Naruto emerged from the apartment with three of the larger lackeys and Kakashi we re-entered the elevator. As the door shut Neji spoke up, "Sorry, they probably followed me here. I should have had our driver drop me off here instead of walking from the school."

"Don't worry about it." Kakashi replied flatly, not bothered a bit about the situation, "We just need to make sure they all clear out. It causes problems for the other residents of the building as well."

It was a crowded, and silent ride down again, and when we exited all the fangirls were surprised for one, and for two, they did swarm us and I was glad Naruto had thought so quickly earlier. Once outside the building Sakura, huffed and yelled, "Why do you have bodyguards all of a sudden? And why do you withhold precious information on my Sasuke?"

I raised an eyebrow at her possessiveness of Sasuke, who didn't care if she disappeared from the earth, "We don't have them all of a sudden. Naruto and my guardian is the director of a security firm, he figured someone would try to find information about him from us so he assigned a few of his men to protect us from them, and whatever methods they might use to get information from us, considering we're his new best friends."

Neji looked between Naruto and I looking thoughtful and commented before the fangirls recovered from what I said, "More time I spend with the two of you I don't know which one of you is more socially or mentally inept out of you."

Naruto glared at Neji and was about to say something back when Kakashi chimed in, "I think everyone asks themselves the same question… When it comes down to it though, they're a reliable pair."

Naruto looked like he was about to hit Kakashi when the fangirls collected themselves again and a girl with unruly red curly hair and coke bottles for glasses asked, "So how is Sasuke doing?"

Changing what he was going to say as words came out of his mouth Naruto answered, "You—seem to be actually worried about him. I guess we'll tell you some about him."

Neji patted Naruto's shoulder for some reason or another and continued, "Sasuke was, of course, shocked when he first heard about his parents death, but as Himeko said, her guardian runs a security firm, and he has taken it upon himself to make sure that Sasuke and his brother, whom none of us believe killed their parents, are safe and sound in their own homes."

"Awwww, poooor Sasuke!" A few of them whined at the same time, and Sakura stepped forward again and demanded, "How is he doing now?"

"Of course he's grieving the loss of his parents but he is also not sitting idly by waiting for someone else to find his killer. He's helping their guardian figure it out." Neji answered straight faced and in diplomatic, almost bored tone, nodding in our direction when he mentioned us, "Also he would prefer if you wouldn't come to the building to show your support to him. He is worried that it will disturb the other residents of the building. Sasuke knows that you care and are worried about his well-being no matter where you are."

The way he was talking made me wonder if he has been trained to speak at press conferences, which, minus the cameras and boom mics that what this really was. Also makes me wonder how long it was going to take for the actual media to find out where Sasuke lives and come hound our apartment building as well.

The girls surrounding us started having various understanding looks, some were happier or more encouraging looking than others, and they started to clear out of the building. Kakashi relaxed some and he gave Neji a curious look, probably wondering how he was able to deal with the fan girls so easily.

As we headed towards the school they came in waves though, and even Neji seemed to start to get annoyed with them coming in groups. I didn't even know that there were that many girls in our school.

I chuckled to myself as Sasuke's neighbors came onto campus already surrounded by a group of Sasuke's following. I was stunned by how few of them were here this morning I should had known that killing his parents would send them running to make sure he was okay, and wasn't depressed, though I doubt that it didn't affect his psyche at all like they are telling people.

He has to be in shock. He has to be. It wouldn't be any fun otherwise.

Although I didn't expect Naruto and Himeko to have a group of security people with them, maybe I should try to dig up some more dirt about the pair before I do anything else. They could be a fun pair to pray upon next. Plus for some reason Sasuke seems to trust them already it would crumble his world even more if they were gone too. Along with Neji, he seems to be the one spreading the lies about how Sasuke is doing fine, with that stoic face and diplomatic voice he uses when he deals with people he finds to be lesser beings...Why I haven't killed him already is beyond me now. I hate people who think that that they are better than everyone. Sasuke just acts like he thinks that way. At least, that's what I want to think.

I sighed and headed inside the school building before the group noticed me. I have too much on my mind to be seen by them right now. Who knows they may actually try to talk to me, and it would be a bad thing if they notice a dangerous glint in my eyes. Especially the one wearing the strange eye patch. He seems to be more deductive, more… perceptive about this kind of thing than the others for some reason.

The bastard at the bookstore ruined my plans to go dormant for a while. Instead I seemed to have escalated some. Using explosives and all. Though, I doubt the police will make the connection to me because of who it is and the fact that Itachi is still alive.

I think this is more of a cruel fate than actually killing Itachi as well. Sadly, in my haste I forgot that Sasuke has an unlimited supply of support from the general populous somehow. I should have just killed the guy from the bookstore's family. Annoying guy followed me home even.

Heading to my first class for the day, I tried to stop thinking about such things.

Sasuke's POV

Just as Himeko said, her guardian came and talked to me about how Itachi could have killed our parents, and a reason for him to kill them even. He said he wanted to know all the facts about my brother so he could possibly find an alibi for him.

But as the elder man asked questions evidence kept piling up against him instead of making him not seem like he did it. Like how he had a friend that was kicked out of the military because he was making bombs and blowing things up that he wasn't supposed to be. And how he was one of the few people, outside of the people who worked at the Hyuuga's restaurant and the Hyuuga's themselves that knew that our parents were going to be there at that moment.

I'm just glad I forgot that Itachi said he watched the soccer game with that same guy last week when the police came to ask me about him. Otherwise there would probably already be a trial date planned.

I could tell that Jiraiya didn't like how the facts were piling up against my brother. At least he believed me when I said that I had no idea why Itachi would even want to kill our parents. He had no reason to, except being strict parents, but if he was going to kill them over that he would have done it years ago and in a much less flashy method. Like with a gun with a silencer when they were at home.

What I didn't see was how this was related to all the other murders that have been going on in town over the past few months. Jiraiya was sure it was the same person that killed Menma's mother and the others.

"Sasuke," the man said pulling me out of my thoughts, "Do you know anyone who your brother may have been with other than this, Deidara guy that day to prove that they hadn't been plotting to kill your parents while watching the game."

I thought for a moment. "Maybe, but I'm not sure how good of witness they'd be. My brother doesn't hang around the most…friendly people. I don't know how many times he's given them an alibi."

"Any possible alibi is better than none. No matter who it is giving it." The white haired man replied with a serious look in his eyes, "Just give me their names and I'll have my people find them and I'll talk to them."

I ran a hand through my hair, once again reminding myself that I hadn't taken a shower yet today and it was already noon. "Get me some paper and I'll write them down for you."

Jiraiya smiled and pulled out a small notepad and a pen, and I wrote down three names, Sasori, Kisame Hoshigaki, and Deidara. After a second I wrote down their nicknames, or the names they're known for on the streets, as well. "These three are the only ones I can think of that would have been there, and one of them is Deidara himself."

Jiraiya raised an eyebrow, "Really? These three are all well known for their delinquency, putting it mildly."

I shrugged, "Tell your guys not to piss them off is all I can say."

He huffed and shook his head. "I wonder if this killer knew of this or if she was just lucky."

"Don't know, don't really care right now… Maybe I should go with your guys to ask around. They might actually tell us where we can find them faster that way. They don't really like cops asking around." I suggested not really feeling like sitting by idly while others were trying to figure this out when it was so personal now.

Jiraiya smiled, "Sure, but we're not the police."

"Close enough."

Any words to give me about this story? (Still sorry it took so long, I just didn't want it to be random crap thrown together that I would have to try piece together later.)