A/N: *smacks my comp around* I have no idea what this stupid piece of infernal crap is trying to do ... sorry if you got confused, for some reason - and it's just with this story - the first two chapters keep getting flipped around ... *grumblegrumble*

Anyhoo, on with the story!

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Chapter 8: Search and Discover

Here it is. Setsuna swung the door open letting two police inspectors walk in. They snapped on a pair of latex gloves each and started rummaging through Haruka's personal items. Please wait outside m'am. We cannot have you tainting any potential evidence here. The headmaster nodded and left, closing the door behind her. One man opened the drawers of the desk and flung around papers and other useless items, careless that _someone_ was going to have to clean it up sooner or later. When he didn't find anything he moved to the bed, stripping it clean of it's sheets and covers. Michiru held her breath tightly, restraining herself from making any noise. She spread herself across the roof of the bed frame, pressing against each post hard for support. ~Please don't look up ... please don't look up ...~ she thought to herself, her knuckles turning white from gripping the posts tightly.

Meanwhile the second inspector was raiding the closet, opening shoe boxes and going through her clothing rather quickly. Hey, give me a hand with this will ya? The Inspector by the bed called out. They both lifted the mattress and found nothing underneath, dropping it back into it's frame. The bed shook slightly, causing Michiru's foot to lose grip on the post. She quickly pulled it back, regaining her composure and silence when one of the papers floated out of her pocket and onto the mattress. This is such a waste of time. One of the detectives, a rather short burly man grumbled to his partner as he threw the covers back onto the bed, re-concealing the planted evidence.

A few minutes later the exited Haruka's room, where Setsuna was waiting for them. Nothing inside the girl's room. The tanned woman asked, completely shocked. Are you sure?---I mean, that's relieving to hear. Would you like to see the boy's room? Yes, that would be excellent. She began to lead the way when one of the Inspector's beeper started ringing. he gruffed, rolling his eyes and pulling his gloves off. murder scene out on the street. We better get there before civilians start tainting with it. He turned to Setsuna, Sorry m'am, we'll return to finish our business later today. I apologize for the inconvenience. The two tapped their hats to the headmaster before leaving quickly. Meanwhile she went in the opposite direction in a raging fury to find the man who was supposed to be leaving solid evidence leading to Haruka and Ryu.

Michiru slid down the posts and stuffed the paper she lost back into her pocket and looked around. A faint help' came from the closet; she ran over quickly and found the brunette wedged into the top shelf behind a mass of junk. Jeeze Mako! How did you manage to get yourself in there?! She pulled down all the boxes and helped her friend out, We have to get to Ryu's room, I'll bet my life on it that they left something in his room too. The brunette nodded in agreement, Follow me. when Michiru gave her a surprised look. You know where his room is? Mako blushed for a few moments, Err ... only cause of a prank Haruka and I played on him!! Ri-ight ... Michiru replied, rolling her eyes as they climbed back out onto the tree. Sure enough there was bread crumbs left in Ryu's room, they collected it all quickly and cautiously peeked out the door to make sure no one was there. Come on, let's go! The two dashed out of his room, turning the corner before running right into the headmaster. There was a sharp look in her eyes and a stern tone in her voice, Miss Kaioh. You seem to be constantly in the trouble makers eye. And I see that you have already found a replacement accomplice. Kindly explain what you two are doing in the boys' corridors.