chapter 3: 'Tying up loose ends'

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Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed throughout the empty corridor. Shadows danced across the bare walls, encasing the floor in darkness as a lone figure walked on. The moving silhouette outlined a slim male figure with one hand swinging a rod dangerously, his head turned every so often as though seeking something important in the dim light of the walls.

Upon closer look, the male was clad in a pale-blue shirt and dark blue pants. Both sleeves were rolled up to his elbow and on his shoulder signified the importance of his clothes; the crest of the New Zealand Police Force, as was the police cap donned on his head.

BRRRRIIIINNNNNNGGG. BRIIIIIIING.

The shattering sound of the phone ringing broke the silence of the hallway and the male figure abruptly stopped in his tracks. His head cocked to the side as though contemplating the sound that dare disturb his search. He paused and then a slow grin spread across his face. He lifted his head, revealing shockingly azure eyes brimming with anticipation and sunny, golden locks.

Oh yes, this was none other than Uzumaki Naruto; a man on a mission.

Naruto smirked and started towards the phone leisurely at his own pace. Obviously, they were going to play a lil' game of phone sex. Yes, he liked the way the bastard thinks, of course not that he'd tell him that. Neither the fact that he'd never done that before, but he could improvise – he wasn't 'the fox' for nothing.

BRRRRIIIINNNNNGGGG. BRIIIING.

Opening the door to where the phone originated the loudest from, he glanced around the office room for the awaiting phone. Situated on a desk next to a neat stack of papers was the insistently ringing phone. He strode towards the desk and spotting a chair just not to far away, he pulled the chair facing the desk. He sat himself down on the chair and arranged himself comfortably on the hard seat, leaning back on its two wooden legs with both his feet crossed planted firmly on the desk top. With his left hand still lazily swinging the black rod around, he reached the phone using his right hand.

"This is the Waimate Police Station, you're speaking to Constanable Uzumaki, how may I save you?" Naruto answered with a low husky voice.

Silence.

Naruto frowned when he didn't hear a response, maybe the basta–

"N-Naruto!" A familiar voice cried out from the other side of the line.

Horrified blue eyes widen as he realised with dread who that was, he opened his mouth to stutter something good out when the unthinkable happened. The chair he was currently sitting on suddenly gave out.

Crash! Bonk...Crinkle – crinkle...Smash.

"Ooowww...aaahhh my back..." Naruto moaned from the ground. He winced as he felt the back of his sore head, which had previously hit the back of his chair when he fall down.

It took him a couple of minutes to realise that something was wrong. The fact that he couldn't hear anything, more importantly Iruka's voice which would usually be worried mixed with concern and a dash of anger.

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"Naruto! What happened? What were those strange noises! Are you alright! You didn't break anything did you? More importantly – what are YOU doing at the Police Station! Are you in trouble! Did someone try to kidnap you? You're not playing another one of your pranks are you? I thought you've stopped that, Naruto...Naruto? Naruto?"

The only answer Iruka received was the dead dial tone. Naruto had hung up on him. That thought followed also by the fact that Naruto would never hang up on Iruka unless something bad happened to him.

Brown eyes widened in horror.

Naruto might have broken his leg...or worse he could be paralysed! Iruka quickly turned around to grab his coat and left the house in a rush. But he bumped into a warm wall(?). He glanced up and reddened slightly at the taller man (who was his warm wall).

Oh. He'd forgotten that Kakashi was there.

"Iruka, is there something wrong?" Kakashi enquired with a concerned expression on his face. Inside his mind was another thing, inwardly he smirked as Iruka hadn't noticed that he had his hand on the slim waist. Yup, Kakashi was pretty content to stay like this.

"Naruto...police station...crash...could hurt.." Iruka stuttered as he was fixed with the man's intense eyes. He couldn't seem to speak coherent sentences when Kakashi looked at him so...so... like that.

"Hmmm, so shall we go to the station to see him?"

Iruka nodded his head. He was awarded with a smile, a very nice smile that caught his breathe. That man was beautiful when he smiled, just as that thought popped in his head he quickly chastised himself. He was supposed to see Naruto and make sure he was alright. Knowing Naruto he'll need to be there, trouble seemed to cling to the young blond like a second skin. Hopefully it wouldn't come to bailing Naruto out of jail. Iruka shivered with cold dread. He hoped that wouldn't be the case.

He blinked as he felt a warm clothing draped around his shoulder.

"You were shivering," Kakashi explained as those questioning brown eyes glanced up at him.

"Thanks."

"No problem, why don't you head to my car and I'll lock up the house," he suggested casually. "I'll just grab my phone and keys from the kitchen."

Iruka thought that over, yes it would be better if Kakashi drove him there, after all, the man did have the keys to the locked station at this time of night. "Okay," he replied. "Here's the key to lock the door," he withdraw the keys from his pocket and handed it to Kakashi.

"Great." Kakashi replied.

Iruka walked outside the house to where Kakashi's black car was parked, all the while contemplating on how Naruto was. And maybe just a tinsey winsey bit about the silver-haired man in his house.

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Naruto gapped at the phone he held in his hand. No wonder he couldn't hear Iruka, he had accidentally pulled the phone out of its socket.

"I hope it still works," he murmured to himself, that is until he reached the end of the line and found wires instead. "Or maybe not." He looked back at the other part of the phone, and stared aghast at the broken pieces. Then he quickly glanced around the room, when he saw no-one he let out a relieved breath.

No one saw him. Which means that he could hide this evidence and quickly get out of the room as if he wasn't here. Yes, that sounded like a fitting plan to Naruto. He grabbed the other broken phone part and quickly shoved it in one of the draws on the table. Yup, that was brilliant it won't be his fault if who-ever-sits-here found the broken phone, since it'd be on that person's desk then the prime suspect would be them. Yes, Naruto just couldn't believe his own sheer intelligence at times.

BRRRRIIIINNNNNGGGG. BRIIIING.

"GAAAaaahhh!" Naruto yelped as 10 more years was taken off his life, or it felt like that. What happened! Didn't he destroy the phone? Maybe it was coming back to haunt him! He quickly grabbed something to ward off the thing in case it came for him.

Blue eyes frantically searched for the ghost phone, and clutched the stack of papers as a weapon.

BRRRRIIIINNNNNGGGG. BRIIIING.

He cocked his head to the side, a confused expression donned on his face, that sounded awfully close to him. Maybe a bit muffled, like it was stuffed in some drawer! Throwing caution into the wind, Naruto pulled out the drawers searching for the phone. And at the bottom drawer he spotted a small dark cellphone ringing. It could be Iruka ringing for him!

Oh...

Crap. He'd forgotten all about that. How was he going to explain to Iruka what he's doing here!

He picked up the cellphone cautiously and flipped it open.

"Iruka?" Naruto said as he placed cellphone to his ear.

"Aah, so you're Naruto." An unfamiliar low voice responded.

"Who's this!" Naruto demanded suspiciously, irked at the other person's seemingly familiar tone with him.

"No worries, you'll be seeing me soon." The voice replied amusedly. "But you might want to pass this message onto Sasuke as well. Iruka and I will be arriving there shortly so you might want to get ready to meet us, fully clothed. Although, I've never considered Sasuke as an exhibitionist –"

"Pervert!" Naruto yelled and then flung the cellphone at the phone.

Smash!

Naruto breathed out harshly, his face crimsoned at that damn insinuation from that pervert. Who the hell did that –

"That's another phone you owe me." a husky voice whispered in his ears as strong arms wrapped themselves around his waist.

"Sasuke!" Naruto gasped in surprise, whether at Sasuke's presence or him nuzzling his neck – Naruto didn't quite know.

"Hm?" came the lazy reply as a wet tongue slithered along the tanned neck.

"Ah! S-Sto-" cried the blond as he tried to get his body to stop quivering in anticipation.

N-No! T-This is bad Naruto. B.A.D. Mu-Must get the b-bastard to st- Oh that felt good.

Losing his battle against the talented and slick tongue that was wandering up to his ear, Naruto tried to relay the message to Sasuke about company coming. However, his efforts were futile as a leg came between his and pushed them apart before he felt himself being shoved non-too-gently on the cold, hard table.

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to be continued ...

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Alright reviewers, it has come to my attention that some of yous seem a bit confused about the fic. If ya click on my profile you'll have the link to the actually originally 'Waimo' fic, where you read the very nice yaoi action -suggestiveleer-...originally the idea was to finish this omake but somehow a certain someone -cough-exrxr-cough- did not finish the other part of the omake. And since I did promise to finish it by the end of the month...I kinda did...sorta fulfilled that.

But we came up with a sparkle instead.

Waimo is going to be a multi-chapter centering around sasunaru and the town. (I really hope no one from that town read this -squirms-.) So this partially done omake will actually be a chapter called 'Tying up loose ends'. And thus the chapters after that will be events; each chapter will have a complete event in itself. It was exrxr's idea to continue this original oneshot coz of the ideas that kept cropping up, but the reviews sure helped in that aspect -grins-.

Toodles for now.

PS - has any of yous watched "Hollywood Homicide"? In one of the scene, where Harrison Ford (cop) was chasing the bad guy, he ended up taking over one of the taxi's car. And the taxi driver's response was..."Help! Police!" to which Harrison retorted "I am the police!". Hehehe that was so funny, never knew that what we wrote was used in a movie :P

Oh, and thank-you to all you reviewers! -huggles to all reviewers!-