Author's Notes: Hi all, Bunny here! This is my newest story, Satsugaisha. You may be wondering, what the F is Satsugaisha? Well, it's Japanese. It means "Murderer". Don't ask, just please, don't ask… ^_^; Well, this has A LOT of bad language in it. Ah, the world of high-strung adults… ^_^ Well, this is and alternate universe story I thought of about three years ago, and have finally decided to write it. I also have come up of an idea for a kick ass sequel. He he, so enjoy!

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Satsugaisha

By XTsukimiOdangoX

Prologue

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Tsukino Usagi dipped her toe into the rippling water before her. She let out a little yelp and hastily pulled her foot back to dry land. She eyed the teenagers and other adults around her swimming in the freezing water incredulously.

            How can they be swimming in this frigid water?!  The blonde poked at her now frozen toe. I'm going to get frostbite! This is crazy!

            Usagi sighed in exasperation. She ran her fingers through her ankle length blonde hair. She pulled out a scrunchie from her bag that lay next to her and tied her hair up into a knot. It looked like a rats nest - blonde locks spilling down, entangling themselves in other pieces of hair, sitting like something died on the top of her head. Usagi couldn't care less. The last thing she needed was her hair hanging down while she was trying to get a tan and then have horrible hair tan lines.

            Obviously Usagi wasn't going into the water anytime soon, unless she wanted her whole body to turn black with frostbite. Although it seemed like a good plan at the time - that way she could quit her job and get off that stupid case assigned to her - Usagi decided that she liked the function of her limbs just fine.

            Pulling the blanket she had brought with her and flattening it out by the pool side, Usagi laid down on her back, hoping too get a better tan than last time - or, at least, a less mortifying one.

            The blonde shuddered, remembering that incident all too well. She was lying down on her blanket, back faced up towards the sun, and her bikini straps undone so she wouldn't get a horrible tan line. Then, in walked her boss, Urawa Ryo.

            "Tsukino-san!" he had called to her. "We need you back at the office. We've got another victim!"

            Usagi jumped up in alarm. Another one?!

            Ryo's eyes widened.

            "Um… Tsukino-san…" He looked away nervously, his face a deep red. "Your top isn't on…"

            The tanning blonde shuddered at that scarring event. It was one of her most embarrassing moments.

            "Tsukino-san!"

            Usagi blinked. Déjà vu.

            She sighed, casting the man a few yards from her a death glare. "I hate you," she muttered to her heavily breathing boss. He had obviously just run from the station to find her.

            "It's not… my fault…" he wheezed, doubled over, hands on his knees, "that we always… have incidents when… it's your day… off…"

            Usagi buried her face in her hands. "I still hate you…" She quickly retied her bikini top, so as to not have any more déjà vu's, and sat up. Ryo was still panting for breath. "Do you need an inhaler?" the blonde asked cynically.

            "You're… not a very… nice person… ya know…" Ryo managed out. He slowly stood up straight, running a hand through his thick, dark brown hair. "But, seriously, Tsukino-san… this is an emergency."

            Tsukino Usagi rose to her feet, shoulders slumped. "It's always an emergency with you, Urawa-san," she muttered, folding her blanket and shoving it in her oversized bag.

            "So, basically you don't care about you're fellow man?" Ryo began, finally getting his breath back. Then, added hastily: "Or the fact you could get a huge lead on this case?"

            Usagi's ears perked up.

            "A lead?" The blonde's fingers were itching with excitement. "A huge lead?!"

            Usagi - being the overstressed, overestimated, and overwhelmed police officer that she was – couldn't help but hugging her boss. This was the best news she had received in seven months – since she first started this case. Now all she needed was for the guys at the station to stop hitting on her…

            "You're serious, right?" the blonde asked Ryo giddily.

            "Yep, he's serious."

            Usagi's gaze slipped from her boss and over his shoulder. Her heart nearly stopped.

            A tall man - about 6'2" – with short black hair and bangs hanging messily over his midnight blue eyes stood leaning against a nearby wall.

            "And I'm the proof," he spoke, finishing his earlier statement.

            He's cute… No… Cute doesn't begin to describe it… This guy is HOT!

            Usagi gulped. Her eyes quickly roved over him, semi-shamelessly. He was wearing a white-button down short sleeved shirt, and black pants. His shirt was undone five buttons down. Usagi took note of bandages across the visible part of his chest. She furrowed her brow. He was obviously hurt. Her gaze flew back up to his face. Now that she was searching for it, Usagi saw a cut across his forehead, slightly hidden by his messy hair. Plus, the skin around his mouth looked red.

            "Um, Tsukino-san," Ryo began, "this is Chiba Mamoru."

            Usagi cocked a curious eyebrow. She stepped around Ryo and up to the said man. She soon realized the closer she got, the taller he became. Typical laws of perception, still… Usagi gulped. Compared to her 5'.5" stature without her heels on, this Mamoru guy seemed like a giant. If she stared forward she made eye contact with his collarbone. It was quite intimidating…

            "You're pretty small for a cop."

            Tsukino Usagi's muscles tensed. She glared hatefully up at the man, having to crane her head back as far as she could. He was grinning down on her mockingly.

            "You're pretty ballsy for someone who's beaten up so badly." Usagi gritted her teeth. "Would you like me to add another wound to your collection?"

            Chiba Mamoru stared down at the fuming blonde for a second in surprise. A slow grin spread over his slightly swollen lips. He let out a small chuckle.

            "Thanks for your concern of my well-being…" Mamoru winked and patted the woman in front of him on the head. "You're pretty cute when you're angry, ya know," Usagi blushed slightly, "especially in that bathing suit."

            Usagi's previous blush drained from her face, along with all other color. She hadn't even noticed that she prancing about in her bikini in front of this gorgeous, yet slightly cocky, man. She slapped a hand to her forward and stormed over to her bag. She pulled out a pair of denim shorts, tugged them on, and then slipped on a tank top. At least it wasn't as humiliating as the "sitting-up-without-a-top-on" incident.

            Urawa Ryo scratched the back of his head. He eyed the grinning Mamoru warily. The combination of Usagi interrogating Mamoru brought a sick feeling to the pit of his stomach. There would be bloodshed… a lot of bloodshed.

            Usagi finished packing her things, refusing to look over at Mamoru. She slung her bag over her shoulder and walked up to Ryo. She pushed herself up on her tiptoes, an inch from his face.

            "I don't like this guy."

            Ryo plastered on a shaky smile. "C'mon, Tsukino-san," he whispered. "This guy could be a major help to us!"

            Usagi's eyes narrowed to slits. "Why him?!" she seethed back.

            "Because," Urawa replied, "he's seen our killer… He was attacked by our guy, actually. Where do you think he got those wounds from?"

            The blonde blinked. The killer? Her killer? The killer she had been chasing down for seven months?! Her "Onnagoroshi*"?!! Attacking a man?!

            "You're kidding!" Usagi whipped her head over to Mamoru. She blushed slightly to see that he was staring at her intently. "You mean, "Onnagoroshi" isn't actually an onnagoroshi?!"

            Ryo nodded slowly. "Yeah, I know. It's weird… But it's true…"

            "How do we know it's the same person?" Usagi questioned silently, never taking her eyes of Mamoru's.

            "Look at his mouth. The red rash…"

            "Duct tape, ne**?"

            Another nod from Ryo. "Our former "Onnagoroshi's" trademark."

            Usagi gulped. "How the hell did he survive?"

            "I'd appreciate it," Mamoru began, "if you wouldn't all talk about me like I'm not standing here."

            Ryo spun around to face Mamoru, completely flustered. "Gomen nasai***, Chiba-san." The brunette stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Just filling Tsukino-san in on all the details."

            Chiba Mamoru nodded slowly. His eyes locked with Usagi's – staring at her so intensely it was almost brutal. Usagi squirmed slightly under the scrutiny of his gaze.

            "Well," Usagi chirped out, trying to smile, yet thoroughly uncomfortable, "let's go to the station, ne?"

            Tsukino Usagi brushed past the two men, briskly walking from the pool to her car. The whole time her stomach was clenching and her heart was flipping in her chest. She could feel Mamoru's gaze on her every second.

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Note: Urawa Ryo, in the anime, is the one who has a crush on Mizuno Ami (Greg in the North American version).

* Onnagoroshi – "Lady-killer" Tsukino Usagi and Urawa Ryo were collecting the evidence from the case, and named their killer this. When Chiba Mamoru came along, attacked form the same person, a lot of confusion was brought up. Their killer was obviously not a "lady-killer" after all

** Ne – "OK?" or "right?"

*** Gomen nasai – "I'm very sorry"

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Author's Notes: Yes, I know it was short. But all my stories' chapters are. And, besides, this is only a Prologue, so relax. And remember, reviews are GOOD. ^_^