I Thought he was Perfect
A/N Thanks to all those who reviewed! Some of you thought it was mean to kill prostitutes but you know, lots of people do it. I got the idea about killing prostitutes from a book I read called the Presence, but my story is not based off of it because if it was Sakura would have precognition. Which she doesn't, so anyway here's the second chapter.
Recap of Chapter 1…
Every night she went to sleep thinking her husband was perfect. They had small squabbles every now and then. But they always made up. She loved her husband and nothing could change that. She had the perfect husband….
If only she knew how wrong she was…
Chapter 2: Is He Lying to Me?
It had been a month since Koji and Sakura's argument when he came that night. Sakura had practically forgotten it happened. But now that she thought about it, he always acted weird when he came home late. Almost like he was hiding something from her.
She sighed, Sumi was at school and Koji was at work. She had finished cleaning up the house and now had nothing to do. She was a nurse who only worked part-time and hadn't been called in. She was working Tuesday and Wednesday and right now it was Monday. She decided to sit down and watch some TV.
After turning to the news she sat back on the couch and listened to what was going on in the world. The news lady showed up and started talking about things that were going on and Sakura listened. Then she got to the part about the dead women being found in the forest.
"No leads so far on the serial killer who has murdered over twenty women, but the police are trying their hardest to try and find any trace of evidence that will lead to anybody."
Sakura changed the channel after that. She decided to watch some of her soaps since there was nothing better to do.
"I hope Koji isn't late again," she muttered to herself under her breath.
Syaoran sighed running a hand through his hair, making it even messier then usual. Eriol had gone out to get them some coffee. He was so frustrated! In the last month another woman was found dead the same way all the others had. This ones name was Momoka Hiroshima. She had the same background as all the others did. They also, like the others, had no way of telling how she died. Just when he was about to scream out in frustration, Eriol came in with coffee.
"Hey," Eriol said as he sat down in his chair placing the coffee in front of them.
"Hey," Syaoran replied in an exhausted tone, even though it was only the middle of the afternoon.
"Find anything new?" Eriol asked. He could tell Syaoran was the one having the rougher time with this then he was. Syaoran took his job really seriously. He had known him his whole life and knew that Syaoran always had to know what was going on and when he didn't he worked non-stop on it until he knew all the answers. That's what made him a great PI. Sure he was good too, but Syaoran always had a way to figure things out fast, but with this case… it seemed that not even Syaoran could figure it out.
"No, there's nothing we can go by. Maybe we should check out the scene of the crime?" Syaoran suggested.
"But we checked already," Eriol pointed out.
"Maybe we missed something," Syaoran said. He the stood up from his seat and grabbed his coffee cup to take with him. "Come on, let's check it out."
"Fine," Eriol sighed as he too, got up from his seat.
They then walked out the door to drive over to the site of where Momoka Hiroshima was found a few nights ago.
"Hey Koji," a man walked into the office where only Koji was at the moment. All others were either in other rooms or out for lunch.
"Hey Tadashi," Koji replied looking up. Tadashi Oruchi was one of the guys he worked with. They had been friends for a while, they had even gone to school together and had been best friends since. They had gone to the same college and that was where he met Sakura. They dated for a while until he finally got the guts to ask her to marry him. Tadashi had even been his best man. Of course he knew that his friend had a bit of a crush on his wife but who wouldn't? If anyone looked at her they would see she was the most beautiful woman around. Most women think that after they get married they don't have to worry about their looks anymore, but Sakura still looked as great as she did in college.
"How's the wife?" he asked him while taking a seat in a chair.
"Sakura? She's fine. Same with Sumiko," he answered nonchalantly.
"Man you don't know how lucky you are. Being married to Sakura Kinomoto. Any guy that knew her back then would kill to be you these past five years," Tadashi said with jealousy. He knew his friend knew he liked his wife, but back when Koji and Sakura were dating she had made it clear she only saw him as friend and was in love with his best friend.
"Even you?" Koji asked smirking. He then grinned and shook his head. "I'm just kidding man. And yeah, I do know how lucky I am. Sakura's the greatest wife a guy could ask for."
"Haha, very funny. You should do stand up comedy," Tadashi muttered sarcastically.
"Anyways, what's up?" Koji asked changing the subject.
"They found another girl in the forest and think she's been there for about a month. They found her on Saturday," Tadashi told him sadly. He hated hearing about people dieing but that was the life he chose when he decided to be a cop. Handling things like these.
"Really? Man how many has it been now?" Koji asked interested.
"Twenty-three I think…" Tadashi answered thoughtfully.
"Wow, I can't believe we haven't caught this guy yet," Koji murmured.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I can't wait till we find that psycho and put his ass in jail."
"Hopefully we do. I mean, what if he turns out like Jack the Ripper? He was never caught and only killed prostitutes. But eventually stopped and no one ever found him."
"Yeah, I remember reading that before. Do you think this guy is a copy cat murderer then?" Tadashi asked when a new idea popped into his head.
"What do you mean a copy cat murderer?" Koji asked making Tadashi frown when he started to explain what he thought.
"Well what if this guy looked up to Jack the Ripper and started to copy him by killing the exact same way as he did?"
"But Jack the Ripper was from way back in like what was it? The seventeenth century? Why would he want to copy someone from way back then?" Koji asked shaking his head in disagreement.
"Who knows who murderers look up to? And it was only a suggestion," Tadashi defended himself.
"Yeah, I guess…" Koji muttered as he drifted off into his own little world.
"Find anything?" Eriol called over to Syaoran.
"Not yet! You?" Syaoran answered.
"Nada!" was Eriol's reply.
"Maybe this was a waste of time," Syaoran sighed. They had been searching for an hour now and they hadn't found anything.
"Hey, you never know. We might not be looking hard enough. Maybe this guy knows a thing our two about the law and knows how to cover his tracks," Eriol suggested.
"Yeah, well he can't know too much if he thinks he can get away with murder," Syaoran answered sarcastically.
"Yeah, well… HEY I think I found something!" Eriol called over to Syaoran.
Syaoran ran over to see what Eriol might have found. When he got there he took a deep breath. "What did you find?"
"Look at this," Eriol pointed out.
Syaoran looked at what Eriol was pointing too. It was a sports watch. It was black and was digital. 'It could have belonged to the killer' Syaoran thought. But of course, they couldn't test it for DNA, they guessed the murder had happened around a month ago and it was covered in dirt and it had rained a lot recently so all the DNA could have been washed off.
"That could be evidence to who the killer is, but it could have been here a while and there would be no trace of whose it could belong too," he muttered.
"Yeah, so that's why we post up a sign saying we found a watch and say to come to our own houses. That way they won't know that it's a trap to come and get their watch so we know whom the killer is. They'll just think that their picking it up but we're really trying to figure out who he is."
"But, why would he come and get this watch? I mean they cost like what? Twenty bucks?" Syaoran asked. He shook his head and continued, "I don't think he'll miss this watch. I mean look, the battery is practically dead."
"Yeah I guess you're right. It is pretty cheap," Eriol sighed.
"Points for thinking though," Syaoran patted him on his back. "So let's get this thing picked up and see if they can still get something off of it."
"Yeah, let's."
They then put on gloves and put the watch in a plastic bag. After that they left the area to return back to the PI building.
It was late and he needed to get home soon. He was standing in the forest and he just ditched his latest victim. She was just like the others. Doing anything to make a quick buck, all the girls really should learn not to go off with different men all the time. You never know what a stranger is capable of.
He looked down at his wrist. No one had noticed he'd lost his watch last time he was out doing this because he had been wearing long sleeves that hid where his watch usually was. He didn't really care though. He'd had it for a while now it was coming time to get a new one and besides, it was pretty cheap.
He was now looking at his clothes. He couldn't come home like this. She would notice all the blood on him and get suspicious of what he was doing. He could even lose her! And there was no way he was going to let that happen. Oh no, he loved her way too much for her to leave him. He decided that he would have to ditch his clothes and wear the extra ones he had in his trunk. It's not like she would even notice that he was wearing something different then what he went to work in. She was not a morning person and barely knew what was going on when she woke up.
He ditched his clothes and slipped into his other ones. He then took his blood covered ones and buried them far away from where he hid the body. He would come back in a few days when he could burn them. He had always known that if you did something wrong and didn't want to be caught, you had to get rid of everything that led to you.
He then got into his car and started to head home. He looked at the clock in his car and saw that he should get home around nine. "Just like last time," he whispered.
What he didn't know was that he had made the first mistake he had made in the last four years. The clothes he had to ditch were his uniform and he changed into his regular clothes. Clothes that he didn't wear to work. And his wife knew that…
Koji walked into his house at nine o'clock that night. When he entered the house Sakura came down to meet him. She smiled at him and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips.
"Working late again?" she asked.
"Yeah, sorry I forgot to call. Things… came up," he replied.
"That's alright, you're home now," she hugged him.
"Yeah," he then pulled away to go and shower when Sakura stopped him.
"Umm, Koji," she said quietly.
"Yeah?" he asked turning around to look at her.
"Weren't you wearing your work uniform this morning?"
He froze. How could he have been so stupid and bring a different change of clothes and think she wouldn't notice when he always wore his uniform in the morning! "Umm, I got something on it?" he told her, or more like questioned her. But he was telling the truth; he did get something on it.
"Well where is it? I'll wash it for you," she told him trying to be helpful.
"It… it's not here, I left it at… at the station. YEAH the station!" he stuttered. When did she start to ask such hard questions that he couldn't answer?
"Why would you leave it at the station? And wouldn't you just change into a different uniform? I mean, you have spare uniforms there, you told me," Sakura asked. She couldn't help but think he was lying to her every time he came home late. His stories were turning really farfetched.
"Just stop with the questions!" he shouted and raced up the stairs and into the bathroom.
Sakura stood there frozen. She defiantly wasn't expecting that kind of answer. All she did was ask him a couple questions. "Koji, what kind of lies are you telling me? What are you doing that you don't want me to know?" she whispered.
She was going to look in the shower to see if he was okay when she got up the stairs, but then she heard the water running. She shrugged and headed into her room. She got into bed and rolled over to go to sleep. She didn't even bother trying to stay up to say good night to Koji. She had a feeling he was lying to her about something and after his little explosion downstairs, she didn't feel like talking to him at all, even if it was to say good night.
She rolled over and closed her eyes and started to sleep. The last thing she thought before going to sleep was:
My husband is lying to me… but what is he lying about?
TBC…
A/N Well this is the second chapter! Syaoran and Eriol saw something that belonged to the killer and Sakura is starting to realise that her husband isn't as perfect as she thinks! But the question is, when will he be caught? So anyway, Read and Review! And maybe I'll get the third chapter up sooner! Ciao!