A/N – Yay! People are actually enjoying my fic. I feel so special. T.T
Kaiba: You are special, very special.
Tsuki-san: I don't like your tone of voice Mr.
Kaiba: Whatever. -.-
Tsuki-san: Anyways, I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, however I do own a bunch of cards! Damn proud of them too! Also, does anyone know how to put lines and such between paragraphs to show that it's going to something else? I've tried everything and none of them show up. -.-
Murdering Passion
"Let me get this straight." Kaiba said for what seemed like the thousandth time as he rubbed his temples slowly. "You…you are a rookie."
"That's right!" Jou replied cheerfully, causing Kaiba to twitch once again.
"Yamato-san, you gave me a ROOKIE as a partner?" Kaiba stated with forced calm, turning to send a glare in the chief's direction before looking at the blonde closely for the first time. He was shorter than him, but Kaiba was the tallest person in the building. His blonde hair was a mess, but his eyes were a golden brown, and Kaiba couldn't help but stare at them for a moment.
"He may be a rookie, Kaiba, but he is exceptional. He did fail all of his exams, but he passed the practical tests with amazing ease." Yamato said calmly, breaking Kaiba out of his daze.
"So he's basically a lucky idiot."
"I resent that!" the blonde shot, not even looking up from the pencil house he was trying (and failing) to build.
Kaiba sent the chief an exasperated look. 'This is just what I need…'
-enter in time lapse-
"Sure is a fancy car you've got here Seto. Is it okay if I call you Seto, Seto?" Jou grinned, munching on a chip from his bag.
Kaiba twitched. "For the last time, no!"
"Aw, don't be angry! Fine, I'll call you Kaiba, but Seto sounds a lot better y'know." He grinned, putting away his bag of chips and looking out the window. 'Nothing interesting out there. Let's look over here.' He thought, turning his head to look over at Kaiba. He was handsome, which pissed Jou off greatly. 'Who's he think he is anyway? Mr. I'm-So-Great-You're-Not-Even-Good-Enough-To-Kiss-My-Shoes.' He paused to look at Kaiba's eyes. 'They're so cold. I wonder why?'
"Humph." Kaiba grunted, turning the car down a residential street on the outskirts of the busy downtown district, oblivious to Jou's scrutiny. The last murder victim lived on this bright street, only two blocks from the nearest police station.
Kaiba stopped his shiny black car (as Jou liked to call it) on the side of the street next to a small blue house lined with police tape. The outside lawn was nicely kept, and it looked like your average middle-class house.
"Ah, Seto! I see you've finally made it. What took you so long?" called a voice as a tall young man with a large spike for hair ran up to the annoyed PI.
"Babysitting, Honda." Kaiba muttered, tilting his head in the direction of Jou who was trying to figure out how to unlock the door. Honda didn't blame the blonde for having trouble, the door had about twenty different buttons and half of them didn't seem to do anything.
"I see, well are you two coming in?" he asked when Jou had finally managed to open the door and join them on the front lawn.
"I suppose. Has the body been moved or touched?" Kaiba asked as they strode across the lawn and into the small house.
"Nope. We're not stupid enough to do that again. We can't afford to loose more officers to hidden bombs." Honda said, a disgusted look on his face.
They entered the living room, it's bright yellow walls covered in crimson red. Kaiba didn't even blink as he made his was carefully into the room, followed closely by the open-mouthed Jou.
"You'd think our murderer would have enough courtesy to keep it off the walls. What a mess." Honda muttered, kneeling down beside the corpse as Kaiba followed suite.
The body was a bloody mess. The woman's once pretty face was unrecognizable, her eyes gouged out with something sharp and very pointy indeed. Kaiba slid on some gloves, opening the victim's mouth and peering inside. He pulled out a small steak knife, which was jammed almost all the way down her throat, it's blade covered in wet crimson.
"He or she likes to change things around, don't they?" Honda mumbled, looking away from the blade in Seto's hand. At Kaiba's troubled look, he asked, "Did you know this woman, Seto?"
Kaiba said nothing as he placed the knife in a plastic bag and handed it over to one of the officers. "Yeah, I've known her for awhile now. She sometimes comes by to give me information." He paused, feeling he didn't need to elaborate.
Honda nodded. "Seems strange that there would be so much blood, especially on the walls. It's not like he shot her or did anything too bloody. It doesn't make sense." He said, almost to himself as he looked around at the walls that continued to shine its gruesome color.
"The walls aren't covered in blood." Came a voice from behind them and Kaiba looked around at Jou, his eyes widening slightly.
"What?"
"It's paint. Red paint."
-insert yet another time lapse-
"Kotomi, I want you to do a search of anyone who has bought some red paint in the last two days. Any store that sells some nearby, do you understand?" Kaiba ordered, stopping at the girl's desk as he and Jou entered the office.
The girl's eyes widened. "Have you found some clues, Seto-kun!" she squealed, causing Jou to clap his hands over his ears. If she found the order odd, she didn't voice her thoughts as she wrote a reminder down on sticky note with a fluffy pink pen.
"Shut up and do as your told." Kaiba growled before turning on his heel and motioning for Jou to follow him.
When he entered the office, Jou flopped onto the chair opposite Kaiba's. "So, you gunna thank me?"
"For what?"
"For figuring out the walls were painted!" Jou huffed, feeling a little under appreciated.
"So the puppy sniffs out some paint, big deal." Kaiba sneered, sitting in his leather chair and sorting through some more papers in search of his telephone.
Jou bristled. "Excuse me, but I have a name ya know! Show me some respect, I am your partner after all!"
Kaiba stood up, cell phone in hand. He walked around his desk, and, placing his hands on each armrest, he leaned close to Jou, their faces inches apart. "Respect is earned, not given. Learn that well puppy." The brunette whispered, turning around and heading out of the office.
Jou blinked, staring at the window across from him. After a moment, he sat up. "Jerk." He muttered, slamming his fist on the chair's armrest. Getting up, he stalked to the door, intent on giving that blue-eyed brunette a piece of his mind, when he bumped into someone, knocking them over.
"Oof!" came a gasp as its owner fell over. Jou managed to grab their hand before they hit the ground, and he pulled them back into a standing position.
"Ah, gomen nasai (1), I should have been watching where I was going." The blonde apologized, scratching the back of his head.
"Oh, that's quite alright. Are you Seto's new partner?" the person asked, wiping off his shirt and pants. He was short and had long platinum blonde hair, which stuck out all over the place. His chocolate brown eyes stood out over his pale skin.
"Uh, yeah. Or at least, I'm supposed to be." He muttered, smiling at the other man.
"I know what you mean. Oh, my name's Ryou Bakura." He offered his hand. "You can call me Ryou, if you want."
"Katsuya Jounouchi, at your service." Jou grinned, giving him a small bow before shaking his proffered hand. Before he could say anything else, he was bowled over by another platinum blonde who jumped on him from behind, knocking him onto the ground.
"Bakura, stop it!" Ryou shouted, pulling the other off poor Jou.
"Itai (2), did someone get the license plate number for that truck?" Jou groaned, pushing himself to his feet. He looked over at Ryou and his eyes widened. "There's two of you!" he shouted dramatically, pointing at the two 'twins'.
Ryou laughed nervously. "This is my partner, Bakura."
"Partner and lover. Don't you forget that gaki (3)." The other Bakura snarled, wrapping his arms possessively around Ryou.
Jou raised his hands in a sign of peace. "I wasn't going after him. You didn't have to knock me down ya freak!"
Bakura's eyes narrowed dangerously and Ryou quickly muttered a goodbye, dragging his enraged partner away.
Jou shook his head, feeling that this was turning out to be a very odd day indeed. 'What was I doing? Oh, right. I was going to go kick Kaiba's stuck-up ass.' He nodded and turned down the hall, intent on finding the brunette.
-insert time lapse-
Kaiba sat in his office, flicking through paper after paper, trying to find a connection between the murders. It seemed as if the murderer was striking at random, killing anyone who happened to be alone. He flicked to another page just as the door slammed open and an angry Jou stood framed in the doorway.
"You!" he growled, stalking up to the only unoccupied chair in the room and flopping onto it.
Kaiba didn't even look up. "Me." He stated, reading over the page in front of him.
"I-" Jou started, when he was cut off by a small knock at the door. Kaiba told the person to enter, and the door opened, allowing a very short individual carrying paper to come into the room.
"Ah, Yugi. Did Kotomi finally do what I asked for once?" he asked, getting up and taking the paper from the short…boy?
"Of course not. He did it himself." Came a voice from the door as a man entered the room.
"WHAT?" Jou yelped suddenly, causing the short boy to jump slightly and the newcomer and Kaiba to stare at him oddly. "More twins?" he shouted, pointing at the two individuals, both of whom had spikey tri-colored hair and matching leather pants. (A/N – No, they are not wearing what they do in the show. There's a dress code here people!)
"Oh, you must have met Ryou and Bakura. I know it's shocking, but we're not brothers." The short boy smiled, pointing at the other man. "We actually met here. But, I should introduce us, shouldn't I? My name's Yugi Mutou and this is my partner, Yami." The violet-eyed youth smiled cutely, making Jou's shock melt into a puddle beneath him.
"O-oh. I'm Katsuya Jounouchi. You can call me Jou if you want." He shrugged, sending Kaiba a glare. The brunette wasn't even looking at him, as he was having a glaring match with Yami.
"Okay Jou! Don't mind them, they don't get along very well. They're always competing with each other. Anyway, here's the information I got." Yugi said, handing it to Jou who looked it over.
"Only two people bought red paint nearby, and it seems both of them paid in cash. However, the cashier said that one was male and one was female. The female was blonde and very ditzy, but the man seemed very suspicious." Yami said, breaking his glaring contest with Kaiba to look over at Jou.
"So it's safe to assume that our culprit could be this man?" Jou asked, putting the paper down on Kaiba's over laden desk.
"I would think so." Yami nodded, crossing his arms and smirking at Kaiba.
The brunette growled. "I thought I told you two that I didn't need your help? I was about to call the stores myself before you two got in the way. Don't you have your own case to work on?"
"We finished that one just the other day!" Yugi piped cheerfully, smiling at Kaiba. "The culprit's in jail as we speak."
"Whatever. Just stay away from my case." Kaiba snarled, turning back to his desk.
"OUR case." Jou muttered, pouting at the floor.
"Just thought we'd lend you our services, Kaiba." Yami smirked, before grabbing Yugi's hand gently and pulling him out the door. "Nice to meet you Jou!" Yugi called.
"They seem nice." Jou said, when the door closed behind them.
"They're idiots."
-end of chapter-
gomen nasai – I'm sorry
iie - No
gaki - Brat
Tsuki - There. Whew, this took awhile. I still haven't fully decided what I want in this story, I'm just writing as I go along. I do know who the murderer is, and what I want to happen in the end, but that's about it. Anyway, please review, I like to hear what you readers have to say. Flames are also welcome, not that I can stop them, mind you. If you do flame me, I would much prefer that it be constructive criticism, as that would make my story better. Thanks!
Oh yeah, I was also thinking about entering this story into a C2 community, what do you guys think?