Princess of the Monkeys: This is gonna be long. I'm warning you now. I hope
this starts making sense to some of you! Everyone has said at least once,
that it's confusing! I think my mind is thinking too fast for my own good.
Well, enjoy. Most of you are going to hate this chapter, but I never said
anyone would like it. It's a depressing fic, so get over it. Thanks, go
read.
Flirtatious Flamingo: Am I that confusing? I'm trying not to make it hard! I really am! Hehe and I'm not going to tell you who the man in the white suit it! He's too darn cool to be known about yet! But I'll give you a small, unhelpful hint. He's from either DBZ or SM. Next chapter I'll give you another pointless hint. Have fun guessing! And now what else, yes, Trista has to be one of the ugliest Sailor Moon names ever. I've only seen dubbed, you'll have to forgive me there. And I know the Japanese names and everything. But I really don't want to type out Setsuna every time I want to talk about her. Yes, Videl was Ms Satan. So far, she's nothing but a side person like Jedite. No one really important. Hehe and I think my cousin used to take Ridlin.
Clu: You should.
Baka dog. And yes, this is a Mystery. Only so I can have people read it. Okay, next reviewer.
Ah, it's you again. Now I don't feel that important. Two reviewers, three reviews. Yes, Fanfiction.net is screwed up. Next!
Firefly Toru-neko: -sighs- Vegeta's last name is Vejiita (I think) so naturally, Trunks' last name wouldn't be Briefs if that were his mother's maiden name. And I doubt Vegeta would be happy hearing his son being called by a 'weak onna's' last name. M'kay? Good!
KukoshibyouOni: I think I should have a liter of Dr. Pepper in my room. But I'll put it under my bed. It's cold down there with all the crud… hmm… -thinks about it for a minute or so, but quickly gets headache and gives up- That would be up to my muse. And my mom, (if she'd ever buy it! Kami! I stuck with all those diet soda's and colorful ones!). Yes, parent/sensei meetings are great! –Sighs happily, then frowns- unless you have to go. (Like me!) Hehe, and Kuko, Serena got drunk for you! She had to! And yes, poor Trunks is always carrying home unconscience girls from bars. Poor Trunks.
Uh, that was it.
Clu: You were expecting more… weren't you.
Heck no! I'm kinda embarrassed I got any!
Clu: Loser. And I'm not forgiving you for tripping on me right now. YOU WERE SITTING DOWN! AND YOU TRIPPED!
Did you cut my tail again…?
Clu: -sweat drop- Just starts the fic.
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Serena walked into work the next day with a slight hangover, but it was normal. Last night, someone broke into the bank. So she wouldn't get her day off like she had planned.
"Hi Trista!"
Trista smiled, waved slightly, then walked into her office after giving Serena a sideways glance. 'What was that about?' Serena wondered as she grabbed some coffee. She slipped crack into her drink. Of course the two together were disgusting. But she needed something to calm herself. She shook as it entered her mouth, wanting desperately to spit it out.
Raye Hino walked in, a bunch of people wet up to her. Seeing she had come to work. She walked up to Serena. "We have a suspect."
Serena looked up, trying to get the taste out of her mouth. "Who?"
Trista opened the door with a folder in her hands the name Mr. Vejiita written across it. "What's going on here ladies? Shouldn't you be working."
The two women bowed slightly. "Yes ma'am."
"Good. Serena, meet me in my office in three minutes. I have to find Trunks." On cue, Trunks walked in. "Good morning Mr. Vejiita, I have to speak with you later." he nodded and took the package. "This is full of suspects, you'll find it quite interesting. I want you to do a search on them." He nodded and walked to his desk to begin working. Serena looked at Trista, "Come on Serena, into my office." Serena took her cup and walked into the dark room, lit by the computer screen a dim light slipping past the blinds.
She sat in the chair as Trista sat behind her desk. Gingerly taking sips from her coffee. Hiding the sickened feeling in her. "Well, what can I do for you."
Trista handed an envelope to Serena. "This is a list of suspect, shortened." Serena took the envelope. Opened it and looked at the names. "There are only two, Serena. And you," Serena's eyes widened. "Are one of them."
"How could I be a suspect? I'm his ex! Why would I kill him!" She screamed, banging her hands on the desk.
"Money, there are millions of reasons why you would kill him. He's your ex, took away your daughter."
"Why would I kill him for money? I'm not even on his will any more! And 18 died because of the," she started cussing. "Murderer! Okay, so why would I waste my time killing him! I was there when he died! Usagi was there! Rei was there! I could have been her, and look." She shoved the paper in Trista's face. "Her name is right under mine! Your stupid computer is fixed! Screwed! A" She went on, cussing out the computer. After a few minutes, Trista didn't stop her, "Is that all?" She asked, her voice almost dripping with venom.
"That's all, good day Serena, and your house is being checked right now."
Serena grabbed her bag and stood up, walked over to the door. "I'm leaving,"
"Have a nice day. And I'd stay away from your house if you don't want to be interviewed, or arrested for possession of so many drugs."
Serena growled then left. Slamming the door behind her like an angry three- year-old. She went out to find a good bar.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Usagi pressed a few buttons on the copy machine. "357 copies of the fund raiser flyer are done!" She yelled. She fixed her hair a bit as she heard someone yell hello to Goten. He walked into the copier room and leaned against the tables and cabinets containing extra paper.
"Ogenki desu?"
"Genki desu. Anata wa?"
"Watshi mo genki desu." she smiled back at him. "Oai deki te ureshii desu."
"Oh, Honto Ni?"
He smiled. "Hai, why? You don't think I would be happy to see my own partner?"
She blushed. "Okay, okay. Come on, let's go on our rounds." He nodded, grabbed his jacket and walked out with Usagi close behind.
When they drove around for about 12 minutes, a voice began to crackle over the walkie-talkie. "Usagi," the voice was cut off by static. She picked it up.
"Officer Usagi Chiba speaking, what's wrong?"
"Usagi," static started a bit then slowed. "We need you and Goten to head down here."
"Got it. Where are you?"
"Job: 5BCI."
"Serena's house?"
"We need you down here." The voice stopped.
Goten looked at her nodded. They drove over to Usagi's mother's home, to see it surrounded by police officers, all pointing their guns at the apartment. "What the hell is going on..." Usagi muttered under her breath, stepping out of the car. Goten got out. "What's going on, Jedite?"
"Well, we were checking the place out, and we found a man in there with a gun and two XI bombs."
"XI? 5BCI? What do they stand for?
"XI means extremely invincible. And 5BCI means five big cops investigating. We don't make up the names, we just use them."
"I see, so what is a man doing in there?"
"Some one she knows, no doubt there. He had the key to the house."
"Landlord?" Goten suggested.
Jedite shook his head. "I don't think so."
A black Probe pulled up and parked next to Goten and Usagi's car. "What the hell are you doing to my house?" Serena yelled at the officers.
A woman officer walked up to her, grabbed her hands and cuffed them together. "Serena Tsuksino, you're under arrest for substance possession."
"What? That's my roommate's! It's not mine!"
The woman slapped Serena across the cheek. "We know it's yours Serena! So shut up and stop lying! It's getting you no where!" Serena frowned and struggled a bit till the woman kneed her in the stomach. She stopped and frowned deeper.
The window to the apartment opened and the shaggy old man stuck his head out. His eyes were glowing in a menacing, yet strangely funny way. Serena screamed. "Don't do it!" The man's eyes went the opposite of crossed (whatever that is). He stuck out his tongue. The police lift their guns, point them at him. "Don't shoot!" Serena kept yelling. The wind that had been whipping around them grew stronger.
The man began yelling. "You," he pointed to Serena. "You bring me trouble!" Serena closed her eyes, trying to make him go away. "You pay now!" He jumped out of the window, three stories high. Usagi looked away as the man splatter on the ground. He bones crunched.
Goten watched the window. A shadow past by the open window. A thin shadow. Not to be rude, but a female shadow, an adult, female shadow. His mouth fell. All the officers ran to arrest the man, and help him. Goten ran inside the apartment. As he ran, he heard a shot from the room window. He ran up the stairs, slipping every once and awhile. "SERENA!" Usagi yelled from outside. He closed his eyes and pushed the door down. He held his gun up and began yelling so fast; he couldn't tell what he was saying. He opened his eyes, the room was brightly lit now with the many open windows. He looked around. No one was there. He searched the room quickly, nothing. He leaned out the window. Usagi was leaning over Serena, who's pure white shirt was now soaking red. "SERENA!" He yelled. He quickly ran down, "Usagi..." Usagi grabbed onto him,
"She was shot. I hate her!"
He nodded. Grabbed his walkie-talkie and yelled in. "I DON'T CARE WHO THIS IS! JUST SEND THE AMBULANS! FAST!"
Serena continued to gasp for breath. Usagi sat next to her praying, hoping her mother would be okay, and live. Though they hated each other. When the ambulance came, they rushed her to the nearest hospital; Usagi and Goten turned on the siren, following after them.
*~*~*~*~
Three days later, Trunks heard the news that his partner had past away. Murdered like her ex, most likely the same person. Trunks walked up to Trista. "So who's the other suspect?"
"Rei Hino. I'll be looking up more suspects shortly."
"Thank you Trista."
"You're welcome Mr. Vejiita." She walked into her office, sitting at her computer. "Who is our next suspect?" She asked, scrolling down her list. "Rei Hino and her fourth cousin. How interesting." She printed the list out and highlighted the two names. She grabbed the phone and dialed up Trunks.
"Trunks, I want you to go have another interview with Rei Hino Chiba tonight, alright."
Trunks nodded in his car. "Got it. I'm on my way." Trunks sped over to The Chiba Mansion.
When he got there, he walked up to the door. Knocked two times before the maid answered the door. "Hi, I've come to take another interview with Mrs. Hino Chiba." He flashed his badge. The woman let him it.
He nodded and was taken to a room with two fluffy chairs, where he had interviewed the woman a week before. Rei walked in after a few minutes. Her hair was wet, and she wore her robe. "I'm sorry if I caught you at a bad time." Trunks said looking at the floor. "But it was mandatory we got this interview today." She smiled. "My partner, Serena. Was murdered three days ago. She died in the hospital an hour after arriving. Is Usagi upset in the least?"
Hino smiled. "Why would she be upset about the whore dying? We should all celebrate!"
Trunks quietly wrote down exactly what she said. "Why do you say that?"
"She was just an alcoholic who was making people pay more taxes."
"She wasn't living off welfare you know."
"I know, but she might as well have been. Spending all her money on drugs and booze."
Trunks continued writing everything she said. "Are you upset about your husband's death?"
Hino's eyes softened from the hard glare she was giving when the name Serena was mentioned.
"Of course I miss him. I was just taking a shower to clean myself up from crying so much." Her eyes watered slightly. Her blinking rate quickened as she tried to keep the tears back. She took a deep breath. "How, could I not miss him?"
Trunks nodded and wrote quickly everything. "What would you say if someone said you were a suspect for Chiba's and Serena's death?"
She stiffened. "Why?"
"Someone, is lead to believe you are."
"But that's impossible." She said, her eyes still watery.
"Not any more." He handed her his latest copy of the list. "Do you have any idea who might have then?"
"No," she sniffed. "I don't know why anyone would want to kill him." She read the paper. "What did I do to get on this list?"
"A lot." Trunks said.
She broke down crying, and ran out of the room.
Right away, Usagi walked in. "You're making my mother upset." She stated, venom dripping of the words.
"I didn't mean to, Usagi right?"
She nodded and took the seat her stepmother had been sitting in. "Interview me."
"Why? You're not a suspect."
"I know by the looks of it, sooner or later I will be." Her eyes glassed over with hatred. "I hated Serena. I told her too. My partner said he saw something or someone else in the apartment window. A female, he's guessing she's the murderer. Or at least Works, for the murderer, Trunks no matter how hard you work at this, you'll get no where."
"Now you sound like you should be a suspect." He said, jolting down a few notes.
"On the day of my father's funeral." She paused. "I stayed after to say good bye. A man came up and started talking to me. Making no sense at all. He knows who killed my father."
Trunks stared at her, then wrote it down. "Who do you think, would want to kill your father and mother?"
She frowned slightly, then shrugged. "How should I know. I don't keep up with them, like they didn't keep up with me." She stood up. "Detective, I will help solve this case if it gets me killed. You can try and stop me, but it won't work. Good night." She stood up and left the room quickly.
Trunks frowned. "She should be a suspect." He wrote down something else, then escorted himself to the door.
*~*~*~*~
(Elsewhere, Goten was at a club.) Goten looked at all the people dancing, drinking, smoking, and other things of the sort. But there was something that bothered him about one person in the room. Just one and only one.
The man sat in the shadows alone. He had icy blue eyes that seemed to be looking straight through you. He wore a pair of plain jeans with a hole in the knee. Sure it was way out of style, and probably gay, but it seemed to fit him perfectly with his black shirt with a white long sleeve underneath. No one seemed to notice he was there. Or maybe he came every night and everyone knew him. He went up to the cash register. "Hello," the said cashier.
"Uh, hi." Goten said. "Uh, I was wondering. Who's that man over there?"
The woman raised her eyebrow. "Sir, there's no man over there. You sure you're not talking about that ugly fat lady over there?"
"No, no. Look, at the back table."
She looked moving from side to side. "I'm sorry sir, but nobodies over there, you sure you didn't have too many drinks?"
"I didn't drink anything!"
She smiled. "It's okay. I understand. Go on now, I have customers." She said in her tired, monotone voice.
Goten walked back to his spot and ordered up a drink. He must have been tired. Maybe he should go home, and get a nice rest. But that man would be bothering him. He left, to go home after paying for his drink. He would tell Usagi in the morning when they started their daily rounds.
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Princess of the Monkeys: Okay! Now there are three things to wonder about! One to be mad at me about! Go ahead! –Snif- Flame me for killing Serena!
Clu: Princess of the Monkeys, why don't you get a wizard to cast a spell to keep flames away! –Sarcastically again-
P.M: Nah, they cost too much if you want it to stay strong enough. –Zips up fire proof suit- there we go! All safe and sound! Kinda comfy too!
Clu: -sweat drop-
P.M: I personally think this chapter was quite long. (Though my other story's chapters are much longer) Well-
Clu: When you put P.M it makes it look like PM as in time. –Laughs-
P.M: BAKA! People go review my story! Hehe thanks! Ja! Be nice!
Flirtatious Flamingo: Am I that confusing? I'm trying not to make it hard! I really am! Hehe and I'm not going to tell you who the man in the white suit it! He's too darn cool to be known about yet! But I'll give you a small, unhelpful hint. He's from either DBZ or SM. Next chapter I'll give you another pointless hint. Have fun guessing! And now what else, yes, Trista has to be one of the ugliest Sailor Moon names ever. I've only seen dubbed, you'll have to forgive me there. And I know the Japanese names and everything. But I really don't want to type out Setsuna every time I want to talk about her. Yes, Videl was Ms Satan. So far, she's nothing but a side person like Jedite. No one really important. Hehe and I think my cousin used to take Ridlin.
Clu: You should.
Baka dog. And yes, this is a Mystery. Only so I can have people read it. Okay, next reviewer.
Ah, it's you again. Now I don't feel that important. Two reviewers, three reviews. Yes, Fanfiction.net is screwed up. Next!
Firefly Toru-neko: -sighs- Vegeta's last name is Vejiita (I think) so naturally, Trunks' last name wouldn't be Briefs if that were his mother's maiden name. And I doubt Vegeta would be happy hearing his son being called by a 'weak onna's' last name. M'kay? Good!
KukoshibyouOni: I think I should have a liter of Dr. Pepper in my room. But I'll put it under my bed. It's cold down there with all the crud… hmm… -thinks about it for a minute or so, but quickly gets headache and gives up- That would be up to my muse. And my mom, (if she'd ever buy it! Kami! I stuck with all those diet soda's and colorful ones!). Yes, parent/sensei meetings are great! –Sighs happily, then frowns- unless you have to go. (Like me!) Hehe, and Kuko, Serena got drunk for you! She had to! And yes, poor Trunks is always carrying home unconscience girls from bars. Poor Trunks.
Uh, that was it.
Clu: You were expecting more… weren't you.
Heck no! I'm kinda embarrassed I got any!
Clu: Loser. And I'm not forgiving you for tripping on me right now. YOU WERE SITTING DOWN! AND YOU TRIPPED!
Did you cut my tail again…?
Clu: -sweat drop- Just starts the fic.
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Serena walked into work the next day with a slight hangover, but it was normal. Last night, someone broke into the bank. So she wouldn't get her day off like she had planned.
"Hi Trista!"
Trista smiled, waved slightly, then walked into her office after giving Serena a sideways glance. 'What was that about?' Serena wondered as she grabbed some coffee. She slipped crack into her drink. Of course the two together were disgusting. But she needed something to calm herself. She shook as it entered her mouth, wanting desperately to spit it out.
Raye Hino walked in, a bunch of people wet up to her. Seeing she had come to work. She walked up to Serena. "We have a suspect."
Serena looked up, trying to get the taste out of her mouth. "Who?"
Trista opened the door with a folder in her hands the name Mr. Vejiita written across it. "What's going on here ladies? Shouldn't you be working."
The two women bowed slightly. "Yes ma'am."
"Good. Serena, meet me in my office in three minutes. I have to find Trunks." On cue, Trunks walked in. "Good morning Mr. Vejiita, I have to speak with you later." he nodded and took the package. "This is full of suspects, you'll find it quite interesting. I want you to do a search on them." He nodded and walked to his desk to begin working. Serena looked at Trista, "Come on Serena, into my office." Serena took her cup and walked into the dark room, lit by the computer screen a dim light slipping past the blinds.
She sat in the chair as Trista sat behind her desk. Gingerly taking sips from her coffee. Hiding the sickened feeling in her. "Well, what can I do for you."
Trista handed an envelope to Serena. "This is a list of suspect, shortened." Serena took the envelope. Opened it and looked at the names. "There are only two, Serena. And you," Serena's eyes widened. "Are one of them."
"How could I be a suspect? I'm his ex! Why would I kill him!" She screamed, banging her hands on the desk.
"Money, there are millions of reasons why you would kill him. He's your ex, took away your daughter."
"Why would I kill him for money? I'm not even on his will any more! And 18 died because of the," she started cussing. "Murderer! Okay, so why would I waste my time killing him! I was there when he died! Usagi was there! Rei was there! I could have been her, and look." She shoved the paper in Trista's face. "Her name is right under mine! Your stupid computer is fixed! Screwed! A" She went on, cussing out the computer. After a few minutes, Trista didn't stop her, "Is that all?" She asked, her voice almost dripping with venom.
"That's all, good day Serena, and your house is being checked right now."
Serena grabbed her bag and stood up, walked over to the door. "I'm leaving,"
"Have a nice day. And I'd stay away from your house if you don't want to be interviewed, or arrested for possession of so many drugs."
Serena growled then left. Slamming the door behind her like an angry three- year-old. She went out to find a good bar.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Usagi pressed a few buttons on the copy machine. "357 copies of the fund raiser flyer are done!" She yelled. She fixed her hair a bit as she heard someone yell hello to Goten. He walked into the copier room and leaned against the tables and cabinets containing extra paper.
"Ogenki desu?"
"Genki desu. Anata wa?"
"Watshi mo genki desu." she smiled back at him. "Oai deki te ureshii desu."
"Oh, Honto Ni?"
He smiled. "Hai, why? You don't think I would be happy to see my own partner?"
She blushed. "Okay, okay. Come on, let's go on our rounds." He nodded, grabbed his jacket and walked out with Usagi close behind.
When they drove around for about 12 minutes, a voice began to crackle over the walkie-talkie. "Usagi," the voice was cut off by static. She picked it up.
"Officer Usagi Chiba speaking, what's wrong?"
"Usagi," static started a bit then slowed. "We need you and Goten to head down here."
"Got it. Where are you?"
"Job: 5BCI."
"Serena's house?"
"We need you down here." The voice stopped.
Goten looked at her nodded. They drove over to Usagi's mother's home, to see it surrounded by police officers, all pointing their guns at the apartment. "What the hell is going on..." Usagi muttered under her breath, stepping out of the car. Goten got out. "What's going on, Jedite?"
"Well, we were checking the place out, and we found a man in there with a gun and two XI bombs."
"XI? 5BCI? What do they stand for?
"XI means extremely invincible. And 5BCI means five big cops investigating. We don't make up the names, we just use them."
"I see, so what is a man doing in there?"
"Some one she knows, no doubt there. He had the key to the house."
"Landlord?" Goten suggested.
Jedite shook his head. "I don't think so."
A black Probe pulled up and parked next to Goten and Usagi's car. "What the hell are you doing to my house?" Serena yelled at the officers.
A woman officer walked up to her, grabbed her hands and cuffed them together. "Serena Tsuksino, you're under arrest for substance possession."
"What? That's my roommate's! It's not mine!"
The woman slapped Serena across the cheek. "We know it's yours Serena! So shut up and stop lying! It's getting you no where!" Serena frowned and struggled a bit till the woman kneed her in the stomach. She stopped and frowned deeper.
The window to the apartment opened and the shaggy old man stuck his head out. His eyes were glowing in a menacing, yet strangely funny way. Serena screamed. "Don't do it!" The man's eyes went the opposite of crossed (whatever that is). He stuck out his tongue. The police lift their guns, point them at him. "Don't shoot!" Serena kept yelling. The wind that had been whipping around them grew stronger.
The man began yelling. "You," he pointed to Serena. "You bring me trouble!" Serena closed her eyes, trying to make him go away. "You pay now!" He jumped out of the window, three stories high. Usagi looked away as the man splatter on the ground. He bones crunched.
Goten watched the window. A shadow past by the open window. A thin shadow. Not to be rude, but a female shadow, an adult, female shadow. His mouth fell. All the officers ran to arrest the man, and help him. Goten ran inside the apartment. As he ran, he heard a shot from the room window. He ran up the stairs, slipping every once and awhile. "SERENA!" Usagi yelled from outside. He closed his eyes and pushed the door down. He held his gun up and began yelling so fast; he couldn't tell what he was saying. He opened his eyes, the room was brightly lit now with the many open windows. He looked around. No one was there. He searched the room quickly, nothing. He leaned out the window. Usagi was leaning over Serena, who's pure white shirt was now soaking red. "SERENA!" He yelled. He quickly ran down, "Usagi..." Usagi grabbed onto him,
"She was shot. I hate her!"
He nodded. Grabbed his walkie-talkie and yelled in. "I DON'T CARE WHO THIS IS! JUST SEND THE AMBULANS! FAST!"
Serena continued to gasp for breath. Usagi sat next to her praying, hoping her mother would be okay, and live. Though they hated each other. When the ambulance came, they rushed her to the nearest hospital; Usagi and Goten turned on the siren, following after them.
*~*~*~*~
Three days later, Trunks heard the news that his partner had past away. Murdered like her ex, most likely the same person. Trunks walked up to Trista. "So who's the other suspect?"
"Rei Hino. I'll be looking up more suspects shortly."
"Thank you Trista."
"You're welcome Mr. Vejiita." She walked into her office, sitting at her computer. "Who is our next suspect?" She asked, scrolling down her list. "Rei Hino and her fourth cousin. How interesting." She printed the list out and highlighted the two names. She grabbed the phone and dialed up Trunks.
"Trunks, I want you to go have another interview with Rei Hino Chiba tonight, alright."
Trunks nodded in his car. "Got it. I'm on my way." Trunks sped over to The Chiba Mansion.
When he got there, he walked up to the door. Knocked two times before the maid answered the door. "Hi, I've come to take another interview with Mrs. Hino Chiba." He flashed his badge. The woman let him it.
He nodded and was taken to a room with two fluffy chairs, where he had interviewed the woman a week before. Rei walked in after a few minutes. Her hair was wet, and she wore her robe. "I'm sorry if I caught you at a bad time." Trunks said looking at the floor. "But it was mandatory we got this interview today." She smiled. "My partner, Serena. Was murdered three days ago. She died in the hospital an hour after arriving. Is Usagi upset in the least?"
Hino smiled. "Why would she be upset about the whore dying? We should all celebrate!"
Trunks quietly wrote down exactly what she said. "Why do you say that?"
"She was just an alcoholic who was making people pay more taxes."
"She wasn't living off welfare you know."
"I know, but she might as well have been. Spending all her money on drugs and booze."
Trunks continued writing everything she said. "Are you upset about your husband's death?"
Hino's eyes softened from the hard glare she was giving when the name Serena was mentioned.
"Of course I miss him. I was just taking a shower to clean myself up from crying so much." Her eyes watered slightly. Her blinking rate quickened as she tried to keep the tears back. She took a deep breath. "How, could I not miss him?"
Trunks nodded and wrote quickly everything. "What would you say if someone said you were a suspect for Chiba's and Serena's death?"
She stiffened. "Why?"
"Someone, is lead to believe you are."
"But that's impossible." She said, her eyes still watery.
"Not any more." He handed her his latest copy of the list. "Do you have any idea who might have then?"
"No," she sniffed. "I don't know why anyone would want to kill him." She read the paper. "What did I do to get on this list?"
"A lot." Trunks said.
She broke down crying, and ran out of the room.
Right away, Usagi walked in. "You're making my mother upset." She stated, venom dripping of the words.
"I didn't mean to, Usagi right?"
She nodded and took the seat her stepmother had been sitting in. "Interview me."
"Why? You're not a suspect."
"I know by the looks of it, sooner or later I will be." Her eyes glassed over with hatred. "I hated Serena. I told her too. My partner said he saw something or someone else in the apartment window. A female, he's guessing she's the murderer. Or at least Works, for the murderer, Trunks no matter how hard you work at this, you'll get no where."
"Now you sound like you should be a suspect." He said, jolting down a few notes.
"On the day of my father's funeral." She paused. "I stayed after to say good bye. A man came up and started talking to me. Making no sense at all. He knows who killed my father."
Trunks stared at her, then wrote it down. "Who do you think, would want to kill your father and mother?"
She frowned slightly, then shrugged. "How should I know. I don't keep up with them, like they didn't keep up with me." She stood up. "Detective, I will help solve this case if it gets me killed. You can try and stop me, but it won't work. Good night." She stood up and left the room quickly.
Trunks frowned. "She should be a suspect." He wrote down something else, then escorted himself to the door.
*~*~*~*~
(Elsewhere, Goten was at a club.) Goten looked at all the people dancing, drinking, smoking, and other things of the sort. But there was something that bothered him about one person in the room. Just one and only one.
The man sat in the shadows alone. He had icy blue eyes that seemed to be looking straight through you. He wore a pair of plain jeans with a hole in the knee. Sure it was way out of style, and probably gay, but it seemed to fit him perfectly with his black shirt with a white long sleeve underneath. No one seemed to notice he was there. Or maybe he came every night and everyone knew him. He went up to the cash register. "Hello," the said cashier.
"Uh, hi." Goten said. "Uh, I was wondering. Who's that man over there?"
The woman raised her eyebrow. "Sir, there's no man over there. You sure you're not talking about that ugly fat lady over there?"
"No, no. Look, at the back table."
She looked moving from side to side. "I'm sorry sir, but nobodies over there, you sure you didn't have too many drinks?"
"I didn't drink anything!"
She smiled. "It's okay. I understand. Go on now, I have customers." She said in her tired, monotone voice.
Goten walked back to his spot and ordered up a drink. He must have been tired. Maybe he should go home, and get a nice rest. But that man would be bothering him. He left, to go home after paying for his drink. He would tell Usagi in the morning when they started their daily rounds.
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Princess of the Monkeys: Okay! Now there are three things to wonder about! One to be mad at me about! Go ahead! –Snif- Flame me for killing Serena!
Clu: Princess of the Monkeys, why don't you get a wizard to cast a spell to keep flames away! –Sarcastically again-
P.M: Nah, they cost too much if you want it to stay strong enough. –Zips up fire proof suit- there we go! All safe and sound! Kinda comfy too!
Clu: -sweat drop-
P.M: I personally think this chapter was quite long. (Though my other story's chapters are much longer) Well-
Clu: When you put P.M it makes it look like PM as in time. –Laughs-
P.M: BAKA! People go review my story! Hehe thanks! Ja! Be nice!