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Hello everyone, as promised Sanzo and Goko enter the fic now. I hope you like it. Thanks for reading!! :D

Sirens and red and blue lights surrounded the building. The flimsy yellow tape sectioned off the block. An annoyed huff escaped the man as he pulled his car up to the edge. Obviously recognizing who he was, the guarding officers lifted the tape enough for the car to slip past. Finding a spot to park, he slowly stepped out of the patrol car. Pulling his collar up high, he hurried into the building to dodge the coming storm. As the door slung closed behind him, he already had a cigarette in his mouth and was lighting it.

One of the chief officers noticed his entrance and immediately made his way over to greet him, "Officer Sanzo, glad you could make it." Sanzo didn't even bother with a response. His keen gaze sweeping the area automatically looking for clues.

"So what happened?" A deep, rough voice demanded.

"It's still under investigation, but from what we can tell it looks like someone has wiped out the Hyakugan Maoh Clan, even the big man hisself."

"That leaves too many suspects to count. They weren't exactly the most liked gang."

"You ain't kidding. Right now we got some of our boys scouring the area for witnesses. It looks like who ever took the HM's out also freed the 'merchandise' as well. As soon as we round one of them up, I'm sure we'll get a better picture of what happened here. In the meantime, you want to check the place out?"

"Yeah." And with that, Genjo Sanzo started his tour of the massacre at Hyakugan Maoh's 'castle.' The first couple rooms only had a few bodies strewn about. But as he got further in, the body count steadily grew. Down the main hall he saw a couple of officers exit a room up ahead. They walked by without any indication of seeing him and that suited him just fine. Beyond the doorway, camera flashes indicated that this was where the investigation was currently taking place.

Stopping in the doorway he surveyed the scene. The room was a lavish office with a solid mahogany desk as the central focus point. Erotic paintings adorned the walls, depicting images that Sanzo would rather not have seen at all. For some reason he felt as if he stepped onto the set of some cheep porn movie. Either way, it disgusted him. Almost as much as the snide remarks from the next room disgusted him. Unfortunately, he had a job to do and he wasn't about to let one ruddy bastard stand in his way.

"By the looks of it, the fat fuck was about to get it on with one of his girls when he was interrupted." The remaining detective said with a laugh as the Photographer continued to document the evidence. He stopped immediately when he heard a sharp 'che' from the entrance.

Not only did Sanzo find the comment down right vulgar but also mostly untrue. Hyakugan Maoh was not an obese crime boss in the 'Godfather' sense, yes he was tall with broad shoulders but definitely not fat. In addition, it had been rumoured that he often enjoyed his 'products' regardless of gender or age. But it was true, apparently the clan leader was only in a fine silk robe preparing for a nightly romp when someone decided to end his reign. He was staring at the corpse when his thoughts were disrupted once again.

"So, whatcha think the cause o'death is Sanzo?" The man laughed as if he had just said the funniest joke in the world. Of course, Sanzo didn't find it anywhere close to being humourous. With a flash of annoyance in crisp violet eyes, he ignored the man and moved closer to the bed. Looking down at the stiff hollow of a man, he sensed when the other officer came up behind him. "Coroner said he was stabbed 18 times in the chest. Funny thing is that, it was the blood loss that actually killed him. Apparently, whoever wanted him dead, wanted him to suffer first."

Sanzo continued to look around the bed for clues and the detective followed. Frustrated, he wondered why the Force always employed the most obnoxious and annoying people they possible could, especially those that didn't know when to shut up. He tried to ignore the man, but found it virtually impossible.

"They sure had it easy though with him all tied up like that. Didn't know he was into bondage too." The comment caused the silent officer to nudge a pillow out of the way to see the handcuffs that locked him to the bed. "Either they have thick walls or they thought his screams were cries of passion."

Sanzo had enough. "Shut up, Shu. He may have been a sick disgusting perverted asshole, but with all your comments we could say the same about you. Now leave me alone so I can work."

Properly scolded, Shu's smile faded. "Yeah, whatever you say Sanzo." Without another word he left the room to find someone who would appreciate his humour on the situation.

Finished with his examination of the murder site for now, Sanzo began his search on the rest of the room. From the other side of the room, the photographer commented, "I thought he would never leave."

"Tell me about it, Yoshi."

"I may not have liked the schmuck, in fact I'm glad he's dead, but those crude comments really grate on me, ya know. And it's not because they insult the jerk, but because of the people that have been hurt by him."

"We've been trying for years to crack down on all his business but it's been tough finding evidence and honest cops willing to take out a crime boss. We've found enough of his weapon, drug and sex victims all over. If someone was able to take him down, then I sure would like to shake their hand. Now the only major power left is Gyumaoh." Pain flashed in amethyst eyes at the mention of the domineering clan.

Yoshi recognized it immediately, before it could be deftly hidden behind a cold empty glare. Walking over to the blond, he was about to place a hand on a tense shoulder but stopped prior to making contact. Sadly, his hand dropped but he forged ahead with what he had come to say, "I never got to congratulate you on your promotion. Koumyo would have been proud."

"Thanks but I would have liked to earn it rather than get it out of pity."

"You have earned, you were the top of your class. And you're one of the best cops out there. Your unique perspective has helped solve many cases. I just think they were trying not to show you favouritism because of your partner."

"And now that he's dead, it's ok?" The comment was bitter.

"I didn't mean it like that."

"Just drop it ok. I'm not in the mood." Fortunately enough they were interrupted by the clearing of a throat. Two heads snapped in the direction of the noise.

"Officer Sanzo, Officer Ryuichi sent me to find you. We found a witness and they've already obtained a statement, but he wanted to discuss it with you personally." A young rookie from a class behind him, Sanzo tried to remember his name.

"I'll be right there, Sano."

"Yes, sir." And he quickly turned around. Sanzo noticed how pale the young cop looked, probably not used to seeing so many corpses.

Alone again, Yoshi regarded the young man standing next to him. "Hey Sanzo, don't discredit yourself so readily. You're a fine officer, one Koumyo would be proud of. But if you still have doubts, I hope with enough time, you'll be able to see it too."

Sanzo didn't respond vocally, merely nodded. Without another word, he headed back down to meet up with Ryuichi. As soon as he entered the main hall again, he spotted the elder man talking with a couple of officers. But when they made eye contact, he stopped. Ryuichi automatically moved to meet him. "Finished upstairs?"

"Yeah, so what've you got?"

"Knew it wouldn't take long, a witness was found a few blocks down wandering around. Seemed like she was out of it, drugged more likely, we're going to take some tests to know for sure. Anyway, she said that it was a young man who stormed into the room, told her to leave while he killed whoever was inside. I had Shu run the description through the database. There were a couple of possibles but I thought I might double-check it with you."

Sanzo simple stared at his superior expectantly. "The perp was a young male with dark hair and green or blue eyes somewhere in his late teens early twenties. The girl had seen the man couple times previously but didn't know his name. She also mentioned that he was a recent arrival, said she's been here for a year and only noticed him about a month or so ago." Sanzo waited patiently. He knew the man was leading to something but knew he would get to it in his own time.

Ryuichi continued, "Like I said, we have about three to four suspects at the moment from various walks, but the one match I'm interested in ties into a case a few months back where a young woman was found dead, stabbed, brown hair and green eyes, a Cho Kanan."

Vaguely, some of the details of that case came back to him. As he recalled it was never fully closed. "I remember that. She was found not too far from here."

"Exactly. The hotel she was staying at was the first to report the disappearance. After a quick search, she was found dumped in an alley."

"So what's that got to do with this case?"

"Cho was a twin. The hotel manager said that they had booked a room together. We found one but not the other. You know how Maoh sometimes acquires new finds right off the street. It's possible the snatch went bad, they lost the girl but nabbed the brother anyway."

"You think this Cho guy got his revenge?"

"Why not, while identifying many of the victims here tonight, we noticed that quite a few were also from the Crow clan. We've had reports that they were very big supporters of that aspect of the business. If this Cho Gonou knew that the guys who brought him in were having a party tonight, it would provide a perfect opportunity to wipe out both groups."

"Planning and strategy denotes intelligence." A flash of memory recalled Hyakugan being handcuffed to the bed. He mumbled, "Foreknowledge and knowledge of fetishes would give him the extra boost he would need to take them out without too much resistance. If we can confirm that this Gonou was one of Maoh's toys, I would say that we have a pretty solid lead. In the meantime, let's not close our options. We can't over look anything this early in the game. See if we can find that connection between the Cho's and Hyakugan."

"My thoughts exactly. Thanks for stopping by, I know your shift was already over. It's just, well, I know how much you want to put these groups down. Why don't you call it a night? I'll send you copies of all the reports as soon as I get them."

Sanzo turned away, and lit another cigarette. "Fine. See you in the morning." With that, he left. He had a lot to consider on the drive. He just prayed the stupid monkey at home was already asleep.

After opening the door, he could hear the rain pouring down outside. Pulling up his collar once more, he headed out into the night. The drive home was sullen. His thoughts drifted back to almost 5 months ago. A night not unlike this one, where the rain poured down. A night when he lost someone that was dear to him. When his father's brother, Koumyo Sanzo, was killed during a bust. Genjo Sanzo admired his uncle since he was old enough to remember. The young man's biological parents died in a car accident shortly after his birth. His mother's sister, Kanzeon Bosatsu, had decided to take him in and care for him, but his uncle was his role model.

Koumyo was the reason Genjo went into law enforcement to begin with. He wanted to follow in his uncle's footsteps. He studied hard and did everything he could to make himself ready to enter the Academy. The day he was old enough to enroll, he was waiting at the recruitment office door. He proved that he was capable of taking care of himself. And it came as no surprise when his uncle decided to take the rookie out and show him the ropes. They were fortunate enough to work together for a while.

But that ended abruptly when they headed out to bust some of Gyumaoh's gang. Gyumaoh himself was serving time at the moment. Had been for over a year then, but someone was still running the shop while the boss was away. Unfortunately, no one knew exactly who was keeping things moving. There was often suspicion that Gyumaoh's son, Kougaiji, ran the shop. But for some reason, neither Koumyo nor himself believed that was the case. Something didn't fit and it bothered him. He was determined to find out somehow and take down the entire clan. He wanted retribution for his uncle's death, but it would come by serving justice and bringing them in.

It was Koumyo's wish that they finally clean up their beloved city of Togenkyo and free them of these crime rings. But that dream was cut short along with his life. Now the quest had been silently taken up by Genjo. They were getting close to taking out Hyakugan Maoh and the Crow clan along with them. But after tonight's events he didn't have to worry about that any more. The harder task was knocking out Gyumaoh. He had hoped that by destroying Hyakugan he could find a back door into Gyumaoh. It always amazed him that even though they were considered rivals, opposing syndicates would still do business.

In the blink of an eye, his opportunities had been lost. He would have to start over to find a way to infiltrate Gyumaoh. Sanzo hoped that somehow he could catch a break and manage to fulfil his purpose.

Pulling up to his flat, he hurried inside. As soon as the door closed a jubilant excited voice called, "Sanzo!! You're home!"

"No shit," he snipped back. For the life of him, he couldn't figure out why he agreed to take the monkey in.

A seventeen-year-old Goku bound up to him. "It's late and I was beginning to worry. I'm just glad to see you're all right. Did you eat yet? I can make us something real quick if you want."

"Haven't you already eaten?"

Two voices answered his question this time. Goku's joyful 'uh-huh.' And from the next room, Kanzeon came over to greet them, she leaned in the doorway, "Of course he has. But you know him. Nice of you to join us, by the way. You know I do have appointments I must attend first thing in the morning."

"It's not like I wanted to keep you waiting. You could have just left."

"Goku would have panicked if he were by himself." She remarked knowingly. She watched as Sanzo lit up another cigarette. "Looks like you've had a rough night."

"Someone decided to wipe the earth clean of Hyakugan Maoh's filth tonight."

"Now that's news. You'll just have to give me the gory details later, I really must be going. Chow." Not even waiting for a response, she gathered her coat and left.

"Annoying old hag," the blond mumbled under his breath. Standing in the foyer, he enjoyed the methodic inhalation of smoke. Expelling the grey haze, he answered Goku's earlier question. "It's still before 1. That pizza delivery shop should still be open. Hurry up and order so we can go to sleep."

"Alright, pizza!" His simple ward ran off to call in their order. Soon after the meal arrived and was consumed almost as quickly. Not bothering with the dishes, the pair went to their rooms and drifted off into a deep slumber.

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