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Poker Game Massacre
Kakashi groaned and rubbed his eyes as a throbbing migraine pounded in his head. It was Saturday, and it had been over four days since the Sin Bin incident. He'd been forced out of bed earlier that day to reinvestigate the three crime scenes over the last week, in hopes of finding something new to work with, and had hoped to be home in the afternoon for a good long nap after such a long and tiring week. However, it seemed like he wouldn't have any such luck like that for a while.
He'd been called in to the suburbs of Konoha, to investigate a murder in the late afternoon. When he'd received the call, he'd thought it would be just a regular 'wife caught with best friend and killed' murder or something like that. But life just wouldn't let it be that simple would it? When he'd arrived, he'd found another mass murder, like the once at the St. Minato Hotel, but with seven men instead of nine. All the men had been found in the criminal database as having over a dozen felonies each. The most gruesome death of them all had been a man beaten to death, the man having been found as being an associate of the Sound Mob, and a suspect in over two hundred murders, but never convicted.
While only one of the men had been beaten rather that hit with a kunai, they all had been killed in the same room. This would not have been strange in itself, if it weren't for the scene in the front of the house. Most of the front of the house and lawn was covered in shuriken, and across the street were dozens of kunai and shuriken as well. The entire front stoop of the house had been coated in blood, and there were several splatters of blood across the street. However, much to the frustration of Kakashi and the other detectives, none of the samples were registering successfully in the database.
At the moment, Kakashi was standing with Asuma, Ebisu, and Sai in the middle of the front lawn. Asuma was reading off a list of felonies the men had committed, and had spent the last five minutes rambling off the list the man beaten to death had managed to accumulate. Ebisu was begrudgingly holding a box of donuts, which he had been forced to retrieve after making a 'huge fucking guy' comment at the sight of the beaten man. Sai was sitting on the balls of his feet in front of them and slowly observing the carnage in front of the house.
Kakashi continued to rub his temples and Asuma continued to read off felonies, as Sai stood and sauntered over to the street, kneeling down again and circling some blood stains on the pavement. He stood once again and walked up the front sidewalk up to the house and observed the front porch again, before turning quickly to the three detectives and walking up to them. Kakashi quickly stopped rubbing his temple and Asuma set down the report sheet as the three stared intently at Sai, waiting for his report.
"Okay," Sai sighed quietly. "Here's what happened. The killers, probably three of them again, waited in a parked car down the street for the family's kid to leave."
Naruto fidgeted impatiently in his seat as he, Sasuke and Kiba watched the front of the house. They'd been sitting in the car patiently for almost four hours now, and the car was getting really hot in the midday sun. Under regular circumstances, they'd already be in there right now, taking down everyone in the fucking pool hall the killer guy had. But he and Sasuke had come to an agreement that if they were going to take this guy out, they sure as hell weren't going to be doing it in front of his kid.
The three of them were currently riding in a small van that Kiba had managed to… acquire from Zaku's house, since he knew where Zaku kept his keys. Lucky for them, Zaku had ridden with Dosu to the deli that day. The three of them had spent the last several hours sharpening and loading their weapons as they took shifts keeping watch on the front of the house.
They'd been watching this place closely for the last few days now, trying to figure out how they were going to pull off something like this with a guy like the one Kiba talked about waiting for them. They'd learned quickly that the location that all the men hung out in was a pool house behind the house. However, they couldn't go in through the side gates because the building had two windows giving the occupants a clear view of almost the entire yard, except the main house itself. If Naruto, Sasuke and Kiba wanted the element of surprise, they'd need to go through the main house; but how would they get in through there. The second day of watching the house, they'd found their way in. The man's kid had a habit of leaving the garage door slightly open when he went out to visit friend's or went to the arcade or whatever he did. This gave them their way into the house, without alerting their targets.
The rest of the week had been spent trying to find out what defenses the man had set up at his house to dissuade people from trying to get close to him. Sasuke had feigned being a roof shingler early on the third day to get a bird's-eye-view of the backyard, and had come back with some disturbing news. It seemed that the pool hall itself had its own 'moat' of sorts. The front (and only) door had completely separated, walled-in area in front of it, with a large iron door and keypad blocking off the area from the outside. That meant that if they wanted to go in the front, they'd need to force the man's wife to type the code for them.
Naruto sighed in remorse. He really didn't want to hold a woman hostage. He'd always been taught to treat women with kindness and respect, so the concept was naturally intrusive to his regular behavior. However, Kiba had managed to lower his guilt by reminding him that the woman probably had some idea of the man's line of work if she'd allowed such powerful protection to only one side building of the house rather than the whole thing. This had made Naruto feel a little better, but he still disliked the idea, and would only go along with it if Sasuke or Kiba did the threatening themselves.
Naruto's attention perked up as a flash of motion caught his eye. He turned his head quickly back to the man's house and spotted and young, blue-haired boy biking energetically out of the driveway. Naruto turned a quick look to the house to make sure the garage door was slightly open before tapping Sasuke and Kiba on the shoulders excitedly. "Okay! There he goes!"
As the three of them piled out of the car, Naruto grabbed a duffel bag carrying the three of their masks and gloves. He turned with a grin to his two partners. "Okay, gentlemen. Are we ready to bring this man into the light?"
Sasuke smirked and patted Naruto's shoulder as the three started walking toward the house. "A-fucking-men!" he said eagerly.
"This is so fucking cool!" Kiba said, a huge grin covering his face.
"They went in through the garage. The kid says he leaves it open when he takes his bike out."
As the three walked up the front driveway, Kiba quickly opened the garage door all the way and the three strode inside. Kiba quickly closed the door behind them as Naruto dropped the duffel and quickly zipped it open. The three dove their hands into the bag and pulled out their masks and gloves and quickly put them on, covering their faces and hands. They each reached towards their weapons holsters and pulled out one of their preferred weapons. They turned and nodded to each other, and quickly made their way over to the door into the house.
Sasuke quickly took the lead and opened the door, holding his shuriken at the ready in case of an ambush. When nothing made a sound in the house, he quickly strode into the house, shooting glances left and right for any person in the rooms he passed. As the three of them slid through the living room, Sasuke caught sight of motion through a large entryway into the house's kitchen and held up his hand to stop the three of them. He craned his head around the corner and noted a shapely body in a dark purple shirt, heavy camo pants, and tall steel-toed boots. The body (Sasuke assumed it was female) was topped off with blue hair, held back with a small paper flower probably made by the son. The man's wife, just the person they were looking for.
"Now, the first thing they do is go after the wife. She's the gatekeeper of the pool house and the only person that knows the code inside, so they needed her to open the door for them, so they took her hostage and forced her to open the door."
Sasuke motioned to Kiba, who nodded and quickly swept forward into the kitchen, charging the woman with shuriken in hand. Kiba had been chosen out of him and Sasuke for holding the woman hostage, since he was more reserved about doing so, like Naruto was. Kiba had no problem doing it, much to Sasuke's annoyance and frustration. Hearing the rush of motion, the woman turned with a comforting look on her face, most likely believing Kiba to be her husband or one of his friends. Her face turned to a look of shock at the appearance of three men in black masks, and Sasuke sighed in relief, believing the initial shock would be enough for Kiba to get a hold of her without struggle.
Sasuke believed wrong. The woman got over her shock in an instant and quickly assumed an advanced martial arts stance, which made Sasuke gape in shock. She'd obviously been prepared for an eventuality like this. Kiba, however, didn't recognize the position, and continued to charge, despite the shouted warning from Sasuke. Kiba lunged at the woman, only to grasp nothing but air as the woman sidestepped nimbly and swung an open palm at Kiba's head, striking him on the side of the head and sending him flying against the refrigerator. Sasuke and Naruto gaped in shock as Kiba tumbled to the floor limply. Their attention shifted as the woman turned towards them and shifted to an altered style of the stance, most likely to deal with multiple attackers.
'Well, crap,' Sasuke thought bleakly. He glanced at Naruto, who shook his head and gave him an adamant glare. He wasn't changing his decision on attacking the woman. 'Well, fine then.'
Sasuke turned back toward the woman and stepped forward to try and get control of the woman. As the woman lunged forward, her palm shooting forward out in a piercing strike, and Sasuke tilted his body forward, allowing the blow to fly harmlessly over his head. He shot out his own arm in the process, allowing it to wrap around the woman's arm and twisting. The motion bent the woman's arm sideways, twisting her body and interrupting her strike, and dropping her to her knees, with Sasuke holding her arm behind her back. The woman twisted her other arm in a strike at Sasuke's stomach, however, it was caught in Sasuke's own grip and pinned against her back as well.
Sasuke sighed in relief as the woman struggled mildly in vain in Sasuke's grasp. He really hadn't expected something like this to happen. His and the woman's attention turned toward the fridge at the sound of a groan, and Kiba slowly sat up against cabinet.
"Ow, what the fuck…" Kiba said, wincing as he touched his forehead. He caught sight of Sasuke holding the woman hostage, and his eyes widened in recognition and rage. "Oh, jeez! You fucking bitch!"
Crack! The woman's leg shot out from under her in a surprising display of flexibility and a steel-toed boot caught Kiba in the face, slamming him against the cabinets and cracking the door of the doors. Sasuke frowned and shook his head in frustration.
'Fucking moron…'
Naruto chuckled slightly as Kiba quickly dragged the woman through the back yard of the house. The woman been subsequently bound thoroughly, both hands tied tightly behind her back with a length of rope, and half a roll of duct tape restraining her legs. She had been gagged with a towel to keep her quiet, but Kiba had added an extra layer of duct tape to top it off after he'd almost lost a finger to the woman while trying to get the towel in her mouth. Naruto snickered again as he heard Kiba grumble something about a rabies shot.
As the four of them approached the door, Kiba dragged the woman to her feet and threw her against the wall surrounding the pool hall. He held up a shuriken to the woman's throat, allowing the blade to cut her a little and let some blood flow down her neck.
"Don't fuck with me right lady," he hissed angrily. "If you open this fucking door, I can think of thousands of worse things to do to you than kill you." The woman grunted defiantly behind the gag and tried to throw her body at Kiba to injure him some more, but Kiba just threw her back to the ground. "Now listen, bitch," Kiba said hoarsely. "You have two choices right now. Either you open the door right now and you live, or we can wait until that kid of your gets back and we can use him to change your mind."
Naruto glared at Kiba angrily as the defiance in the woman's eyes was slowly replaced with a look of fear as she realized that she was in no position to negotiate. She stopped struggling and Kiba lifted her to her feet again cautiously. He quickly cut the binds on her hands and she slowly punched in the numbers to the door. Kiba grinned excitedly as the locks on the door clicked open, but reeled in surprise as the woman spun swiftly on her feet, fists raised in anger.
Crack!
Thwack.
"The wife says she doesn't know what happened after she hit the code. She remembers trying to attack the men and going down. But, judging by the bruise on her neck, I think what they did was knock her out with a quick blow to the spine."
In the small courtyard between the locked gate and the pool hall, Naruto chuckled merrily as Kiba rubbed his jaw. In just ten minutes, Kiba had been karate chopped, kicked, bitten, and punched. In Naruto's opinion, for his cruelty, he probably deserved it all, but Naruto figured he'd be agitated as well if he'd been beaten up by someone several times and he couldn't strike back fairly.
"You're lucky I knocked her out," Sasuke said to Kiba with a smile. "She might have given you two black eyes to match if I hadn't."
"You could have knocked her out sooner," Kiba grumbled. He'd been slightly humbled by his beating, and seemed remorseful now that the woman was unconscious. "I know you could've beaten her to the punch, if you wanted to, jackass."
"True," Naruto added in. "But how often do we get the chance to get a story about how you got beat up by a woman that was tied up nearly head-to-toe? This story's never gonna get old!"
"You both suck…" Kiba huffed, causing the two brothers to chuckle quietly.
"Ready boys?" Sasuke asked quietly. He reached toward the door into the pool hall, but reeled as his hand was slapped by Kiba. "Ouch, hey. What the fuck, man?"
"Wait wait wait!" Kiba hissed quietly. "I forgot to mention this. The psychopath told me that the door to the pool hall can only be opened from the inside!"
Naruto and Sasuke gaped at their friend for a moment, before they both reached forward and smacked him in the head. "Way to think ahead, genius!" Naruto whispered hoarsely.
"Whatever," Sasuke said, stepping up to the door. "This just makes things funnier." He raised his free hand up and knocked loudly, causing Naruto and Kiba to jump in surprise and reach for their weapons.
"Now the guy knows a friend is coming to the game. And they know that this door can only be opened from the inside. So they wait. And when that door opens, man…"
The three of them stood patiently outside for several seconds, until the doorknob began to turn. Reacting quickly, Naruto shot his foot out and kicked the door in, and the three rushed into the room. Naruto stood between the two others, Kiba on his left, Sasuke on the right, as they held their weapons at the ready and observed the room.
Several couches littered the room, creating a horseshoe shape around the center of the room, opposite a pool table on the left side of the room, where a long-haired blonde man and a young man in a mask stood with pool cues in their hands. Behind the far couch was a large poker table and bar, where a young man with white hair sat holding a drink, across from an older man with dark skin that was shuffling through poker chips. On the farthest couch was a man with long black hair and lines under his eyes reclining comfortably by himself and swirling a drink in his hands. And right in front of them was a very surprised looking man with a sickly green complexion.
At the sound of the door being kicked in, the men were all looking at the three masked men in the doorway, all veering weapons at the ready. A look of general shock, confusion, and fear surrounded the room, as Kiba looked at the faces of the men.
"All of them," he whispered quietly.
"Nobody was ready for it. Devastation and panic! This was like shooting fish in a fucking barrel!"
All at once, the three men in the doorway began throwing weapons across the room. The sickly man directly in front of the door fell dead instantly as two shuriken and a kunai lodged themselves in his chest and face, respectively. At the sight of their falling fellow poker player, the remaining men all began to stand, reaching for their weapon holsters in hopes of striking back against the unknown assailants.
As the older man and the white-haired man stood to fight back against the onslaught of shuriken and kunai, Naruto both turned his attention on them. Several kunai found themselves tearing through the worn skin of the older man and throwing his body against a large mirror behind him and shattering it as the man crumpled to the floor. Several more struck the white-haired man and knocked him over the bar as he turned to throw several kunai back to the three in the doorway.
Sasuke's attention had focused on the man with black hair, standing up from the couch. As several shuriken flew over the falling body of the sickly man, the man was able to dodge the first several, despite still in the motion of rising. However, a low-flying shuriken caught the man's ankle and sent him sprawling backwards back onto the couch, followed by several more which pierced his chest and sent the man sprawling across the long couch.
"Now these guys, the blonde guy and the one with the orange mask, they dove under the table. The trajectory on the shuriken show they came from straight across. So this means one of our shooters dropped to his knees, right here against the other wall, and just let 'em fly."
Kiba's eyes turned as the two men on the right side of the room scrabbled under the pool table they had been playing at. Instinctively, Kiba strode forward several paces, and slid his feet out from underneath himself and dropped to his knees. As the two men under the pool table fumbled with their weapons, they stared at him in shock and fear as he looked straight at them and reached for his holsters. A small grin of wicked satisfaction crept across his face in twisted delight at the fear of the men.
In one swift motion, two shuriken flew from his hands and skimmed the carpet as though they were hovering over the floor. With a satisfying splatter, one kunai impaled itself in the blonde man's throat while the second lodged itself in the single eyehole of the other man's mask. Kiba's grin widened as the two reached their hands up in pain and shock, and continued to throw more shuriken. Three more shuriken impaled themselves in each man as they raised their hands in an attempt to protect themselves.
Kiba giggled in pleasure as the two twitched and laid slack against the floor and stopped moving, before standing up and surveying the carnage. As he scanned the room, he chuckled as he heard Naruto and Sasuke shouting praises and insults between themselves at their own handiworks spread across the room.
"Jeez, you suck, Sasuke. Only one guy? Even Kiba killed two on his own."
"Screw you, Dobe. That guy was fucking fast. And going after an old guy and a fucking prettyboy? Way to set the standards there."
"Whatever, teme. Try and pull your weight next time, alright?"
As the two continued arguing, Kiba's eyes shot open in fear as he pulled off his mask and began to run around the room, checking the faces of the men lying around the room. His breath grew strained as he began hyperventilating. "Shit! Shit! He ain't here," he whimpered in fear.
"What the fuck do you mean?" Naruto asked, turning to Kiba in confusion.
"I mean he ain't here!" Kiba yelled back, panic creeping into his voice. "The fucking guy we came here for, he ain't fucking here!"
"Look again for fuck sake!" Sasuke yelled back, fear showing in his face as well. He didn't want to have this guy getting the jump on them after this shit.
"I know what the fuck he looks like!" Kiba roared.
"Now, something went wrong. Right here."
"Shit!" Sasuke yelled suddenly, pointing behind Kiba. "Behind you!"
Kiba's head turned in fear as a loud creak echoed through the room and the man with the piercings strode through a door, which looked like it connected to the bathroom. The man's creepy eyes stared intently at Kiba, while he raised his right arm, which carried a twisted and bent piece of metal. Kiba reached for his holster in panic and turned to attack the man, but with a quick swing, the man struck Kiba's wrist, causing him to yelp in pain as the shuriken flew harmlessly to the floor.
In an effort to save himself, Kiba threw out his other arm and tossed a kunai wildly toward the man. The man grunted in pain as the shuriken miraculously lodged itself in the man's abdomen, causing him to lean against the wall to support himself. As he looked up at Kiba, a sudden look of realization spread across his face, and Kiba gasped in shock, reaching up to touch his own face, remembering that he had taken off his mask.
Kiba screamed in fright as a look of anger spread across the man's face, and he lunged forward, clutching Kiba by the throat and dragging him to the floor. As the man climbed on top of Kiba and tightened his grip, Kiba swung his undamaged fist at the man's face, causing the man's grip to loosen. Kiba took his opportunity to get his own hand under the man's, allowing him to breath. However, the man squeezed harder as Kiba continued to swing at the man's face.
As the struggle continued, Kiba turned to Naruto and Sasuke, gasping for air and looking for aid. To his surprise, he found Sasuke holding back Naruto, who was struggling to get free and help Kiba. Kiba stared in disbelief at Sasuke, who continued to hold Naruto.
"Don't do it Naruto! Let him do it himself! He's got to, or he won't be able to keep up!"
"Fuck it!" Naruto said, continuing to struggle. "C'mon Kiba! Kill that bastard!"
"Help me you assholes! He's gonna fucking kill me!" Kiba hissed out, despite his lack of air. Tears began to slide down his face as the man continued to strangle him. "I don't wanna die!"
"Now, one of these guys is a real sicko. The man with the destroyed face? He knew this man. He wanted him to suffer, to feel every second of a painful death. This guy is one bad motherfucker."
Naruto struggled continuously against Sasuke's firm grip, desperately trying to get to Kiba, who still struggled with the man with the piercings. He knew in his head that Sasuke was right to stop him; that Kiba had to prove that he had what it took to help them in their mission to wipe the world clean of evil. However, in his heart he still held Kiba as one of his closest friends, despite his vices. He'd played pranks with Kiba since they were kids, and he didn't want his old accomplice to die.
His struggles slowed a bit as he saw Kiba slowly pulling the man's hands away from his throat, and Sasuke released him as Kiba attempted to get the upper hand in the struggle. Naruto's attention turned momentarily toward his left as a groan echoed from the couch. He saw the black-haired man that was sprawled over the couch slowly regaining consciousness and trying to get to his feet. Naruto heard Sasuke growl in frustration and turn to walk over to the man.
Naruto's eyes widened in opportunity. With Sasuke's attention turned toward the man on the couch, Naruto quickly turned to the pool table behind him and picked up one of the pool balls. He turned back to Kiba, who looked at him pleadingly under the man's grip, and Naruto grinned and nodded silently. With a slow, smooth motion, he silently rolled to the ball over to Kiba, who slammed his hand down on the ball and swung it up, cracking it into the man's temple.
Naruto glanced over quickly to Sasuke and smirked to see his attention still on the black-haired man. Naruto winced slightly as Sasuke held a shuriken high over his head and slammed it into the man's chest. He looked back at Kiba, who had thrown the man against one of the other couches and was beating him mercilessly in the face with the pool ball in his hand. He was breathing loudly with each swing and screaming "You sick fuck!" in rhythm.
Naruto raised an eyebrow as Sasuke turned away from the man on the couch and walked back over to the pool table, watching Kiba with surprised eyes. He chuckled slightly though, which caused Kiba to stop the beating and twist his head toward Sasuke, rage on his face and in his eyes. Kiba quickly turned, and charged Sasuke, screaming at him. Sasuke frowned in annoyance as Kiba's exhausted swings passed him harmlessly as he dodged the blows nimbly, before grabbing Kiba by the scruff of his collar and slamming his onto the pool table.
Sasuke leaned over the enraged man, and smirked as Kiba caught his breath on the table. "Nicely done, Kiba. You did good."
As subtly as he could manage, Naruto slid his hand under the hand that Kiba had the pool ball in and pulled it away from him. As Sasuke stepped back away from the table to let Kiba up and inspect the man's body, Naruto quickly knelt and wiped the blood on the back of one of the men under the pool table. He stood up immediately as Sasuke grumbled in frustration while looking at the man's wounds and Naruto quickly planted the pool ball back on the table.
As Sasuke turned and raised an eyebrow at Kiba and Naruto. Kiba continued to glare at Sasuke, while Naruto grinned and shrugged. "He hits hard, doesn't he? Good thing he killed the guy, ain't it?"
Sasuke stared between the two for another moment before shaking his head in frustration. "Whatever."
Sai stood in front of the beaten man and motioned toward his face. "I've never seen wounds like these before, but whatever he used on this guy, it was a blunt object and they took it with them." As he turned to walk out of the room, Sai's gaze lingered on the pool table and the pool balls. He walked quickly over and picked up one of the balls, and turned holding up the ball so both it and the man's face were beside each other. He turned the ball over in his hands for a moment, before shaking his head and dropping the ball back on the table. "Nah, couldn't be."
Sasuke smirked in satisfaction as he stepped over the limp body of the man's wife. The plan had gone off exactly as he had expected it to. Well, not exactly like it. Kiba's face was a bit messy, the wife had to be completely hogtied before she would cooperate, Kiba nearly died via strangulation courtesy of the man they'd come after, and Sasuke had only managed to kill one out of the seven intended targets. Not to mention he'd have to question Naruto later on how exactly Kiba had managed to inflict such heavy blows on the piercing man.
However, the finish had been about what he'd thought. All the men were dead, the wife and child were (relatively) unharmed, Kiba was grumbling about something stupid that Sasuke would never talk about again after they left, and finally, much to Sasuke's delight, they'd managed to score quite a hefty sum of poker money from the men in the room. Enough to keep the three of them going for another several months if they used it right. Sasuke glanced over and grinned at a glowering Kiba, who toted two duffel bags full of money under each arm.
"Hey, why the fuck do I have to carry this?" Kiba growled as Sasuke looked at him.
"You're the rookie here, Kiba," Sasuke replied, shrugging. "So you get to go through hazing."
"Hey, fuck you!" Kiba barked at Sasuke. "I was there at the Hotel the same night as you guys. This should go based on skill."
"Right, then, but I'm still better than you, you dumbass." Sasuke laughed as the three of them walked back through the houses kitchen, through to the front door.
"Not this time, asshole," Kiba chuckled. "I got three guys this time. You only got one."
"I think he's got you there," Naruto laughed.
"Hey, fuck you both," Sasuke huffed. "That guy was strong as hell."
"Whatever, jackass," Kiba chuckled. "You're getting the fucking bags next time."
Sai stood in the middle of the front lawn, clothes disheveled and hair tousled in his frenzy to decipher the mysterious slaughter of seven men. "They exited out the front door. And they had no fucking idea what they were in for."
Sasuke chuckled to himself as Naruto and Kiba began bickering over after-mission-bitch-duty ramifications and allowances. They'd forget about it the next time they went after somebody and just do what they did this time: make the first person who picked up the money carry it around. It would basically devolve into a "you touched it last" game.
As Sasuke followed the two out the door, he casually glanced across the street to check and see if there had been enough of a commotion to gather a crowd, or if the son was around. His gaze froze on the car across the street, and he instinctively reached forward and grabbed Kiba's collar, pulling him back. Naruto stopped as well, since he was just a step behind Kiba due to the small walkway of the front porch.
"Now they are staring down at least six guys with kunai drawn. It was a fucking ambush."
Across the street a man with long white hair leaned against a small car that was parked on the side of the road. The man was wearing sunglasses and a loose fitting green and red outfit. He had red tattoo lines going from underneath his eyes to under his chin. Sasuke spotted several bulges in his clothes, suggesting that the man was carrying kunai or shuriken, Sasuke couldn't tell which yet.
Sasuke's eyes narrowed as the man glanced up from the sidewalk. Sasuke saw his eyes dart between the three of them for a moment under the sunglasses, before they rested on Kiba, who gaped back in confusion. The man gave a satisfied nod and reached into his pocket. Sasuke tensed, reaching for his shuriken, but relaxed slightly as the man pulled out a small white balloon, filled slightly with liquid. Sasuke watched in confusion as the man held the balloon over the sidewalk and pulled out a needle.
Sasuke winced in surprise as the man punctured the balloon with the needle, and blood sprayed out of the balloon onto the street. As the balloon emptied, the man shook the balloon around, allowing the blood to spatter all over the sidewalk. Sasuke saw Kiba and Naruto tense up as well as the man slid the emptied balloon back into a pocket of his coat, and looked back up at the three.
Suddenly, the man place himself in an offensive stance and threw open his coat, revealing a dozen kunai packs lining a flak jacket under his coat. Each pack contained a different style or brand of kunai, and each was stitched directly into the vest, side by side for ease of access. Instantly, Sasuke and Naruto's hands shot to their own holsters as Kiba gaped stupidly. The man reached for his own weapons as well, but glanced up and looked back and forth between Sasuke and Naruto. He smirked and shook his head, and Sasuke and Naruto glared at him.
"And this was a fucking bomb dropping! For a few seconds this place was Armageddon!"
All at once, Sasuke, Naruto and the man across the street began assaulting each other. Shuriken and kunai tore through the thin metal of the car behind the man as they whizzed by, and kunai splintered the wood behind the three men on the doorstep. The three continued to throw projectiles at each other as Kiba dropped to his knees in fright, grapping for his own shuriken in the chaos.
Sasuke continued throwing, even as his shot somehow continued to miss the man completely. It was impossible! There was no way he could be missing all these shots! Yet the man calmly continued to return fire on the three men on the doorstep, as though they weren't attacking him at all. As the man's first kunai holsters emptied, he quickly adjusted his stance so he could pull kunai from another pair of holsters attached to his vest.
Sasuke faltered for a moment as he heard Kiba cry out in pain, and Sasuke shot a quick glance over to see his friend dive into the bushes and continue throwing, while cradling a hand. Then Naruto cried out as well, clutching his shoulder, and sought shelter in the bushes next to Kiba. The man across the street slowly strode to the right, still throwing kunai, in hopes of getting a better angle at Naruto and Kiba, while continuing his assault on Sasuke.
But Sasuke refused to budge from his spot, continuing to throw his shuriken at the man, pelting the houses across the street as the man continued his movement to Sasuke's left. The two continued to pelt each other with their varied weapons, each increasing their speed as desperation to injure the other set in. Sasuke's arms dissolved into black blurs as kunai and shuriken clashed and shattered on impact as they collided with each other between the two of them. Sasuke felt a flash of panic as he felt his holster become emptier. With one last effort, he threw his last shuriken with all his might.
The shuriken collided with a kunai on its path toward the man across the street, and the kunai shattered, spraying metal shrapnel across the yard as the shuriken continued its path. The man's eyebrows raised in surprise as the shuriken tore through his right arm, and he reeled in pain as blood sprayed into the grass behind him. Sasuke smirked for a moment in silent victory, before falling to his knees in pain as one of the man's stray kunai tore through his left leg.
Sasuke watched as the man looked down at the sidewalk, as blood poured down. "No…" he heard the man say, panic in his voice. "No. NO!" Sasuke dived into bushes with Naruto and Kiba as the man began assaulting them again, while running away from the house down the street. As the kunai stopped coming, Naruto and Sasuke quickly leapt to their feet.
"Oh shit!" Naruto yelled, looking at the blood splatter on the porch. "Quick, spray the shit or they'll know it was us!"
"Oh God!" Kiba cried in pain, pulling himself up from the bushes. "He cut my finger!"
"What?!"
"He cut my finger off! He cut my fucking finger off!"
"Well find it!" Sasuke yelled, digging through a duffel bag and pulling out a spray bottle. He began spraying the blood on the porch as he yelled at Kiba. "They'll get us if you don't fucking find it!"
"I can't!" Kiba whimpered, digging through the bushes. "There's too many fucking plants!"
"Shit!" Sasuke threw the bottle back in the bag as he finished spraying the blood. "Fucking grab the bags and run! Let's get out of here before anybody comes out of one of the houses!"
Naruto grabbed the duffels full of money as Kiba nursed his hand, and the three made a break for their car. Sasuke turned once more in the direction the mysterious man had gone before shaking his head in anger.
"Shit…"
Sai huffed in exhaustion on the front lawn of the house. With each explanation and discovery he'd explained to the three detectives on the force, he'd grown more frenzied and excited. This men, whoever they were, were completely destroying his sanity with their methods! Their fucking methods! They should be in jail by now, but Sai couldn't get shit on these guys! They were too good, or too lucky.
"What if it was just one guy with six different types of kunai?"
Sai growled in fury and stood upright and shook his head in disgust. He turned his head to glare at Ebisu, who stepped back in fear at the look on his face. "Why don't you let me do the thinking, huh, genius?" he growled. Turning to the forensics expert on the porch, he roared again, "And what is taking so long with those blood samples?"
The young woman on the front porch jumped in fright at his sudden outburst. The woman had short black hair and black eyes, and fidgeted nervously as Sai stomped up to the porch. "I-I can't get a good sample. There is variable here I'm not seeing."
Sai fumed as he approached the splatter on the wall, before blinking in surprise as a foreign scent filled his sinuses. He stepped closer to the blood stain and inhaled deeply. He stood still for a moment before bursting out in depraved laughter. "Ammonia! They used ammonia… none of this shit is any good... Fuck!"
The three detectives winced at Sai's outburst, as he turned in rage and ranted. "You know what this means?! Even if we get suspects in this case, we got nothing… Nothing!" The three looked nervously between each other as Sai began kicking and tearing destructively through the bushes. "Who the fuck are they?! I've never seen any-fucking-thing like this in my whole fucking life! Who the fuck are they?!"
With one last kick, Sai's balance failed him and he fell to the ground in exhaustion as the three detectives looked on worriedly. Sai breathed heavily, while whimpering. This case seemed so hopeless! How the hell were these guys so good, and he'd never even heard of someone like this? It was impossible for somebody like these guys to just appear out of nowhere…
Sai realized that he had clenched his eyes shut in frustration as he sat on the ground, and opened them slowly in his fatigue. Immediately, his eyes shot open as they spotted something under one of the bushes. He glanced quickly over to the three detectives, who were talking nervously amongst themselves, and pulled out a small plastic bag. He couldn't let these guys get a hold on something like this. He had to find and confront these killers on his own.
He gingerly scooped up the finger in the bag and stuffed it in his coat pocket quickly, before rising to his feet. He strode quickly out of the bushes and past the three detectives. He only gave them a sideways glance as he passed, saying, "Tell me if anything shows up."
As he continued to walk to his car, he shook his head in discomfort as Asuma grumbled, "What? That's it?!"
The door to a small apartment burst open as three raving men stormed into the room, throwing several duffel bags onto the floor.
"Who the fuck was he, Kiba? I know you fucking know!"
"Fuck you! I told you I never saw him before!"
"Well he sure as fuck knew you!"
"Fuck you both! You ask me, he was aiming at you!"
"I saw what he did! He didn't fucking even think about going at us until he saw your fucking face!"
"Don't look at me! This asshole was the one that got in a fucking firefight with him!"
"Screw you!"
"And I saw how he looked at you fuckers too!"
"Shut up and talk!"
"I don't know shit about this guy!"
"Stupid fucker, got enemies you don't even know."
"Screw you! You guys were the ones that decided to start wasting people, don't look at me!"
"Oh, and I suppose you were just gonna chat with those guys at the Hotel?"
"Fuck you both! Someone get me a fucking bandage so I don't fucking bleed to death here!"
"Ungrateful fuck."
A/N
Lotsa language in this one. One of my favorite things about writing this one, I get to just let the cussing flow. It's fun.
So, I'm gonna try and release an intro to the Naruto-western fan fiction I'm rigging up in the next week or so. Look forward to it.
R&R plzkthxbai