A/N: I'd treat this more as the intro going into this fic.

I Prefer Coffee

"Whoa whoa whoa, can we take a minute. You're sure it was a Uchiha family crest?"

"Shikamaru I know what I saw, I'm in route to Sasuke's side of town like, now. "

And at the speed I was moving I'm almost positive I had some civilians close to a heart attack, my car was zooming threw Konoha streets without much regard for the speed limit, or my safety.

'But whose going to pull over a cop, right?'

" Just have somebody on standby, He's not responding to my calls." I hung up and threw the phone in the backseat. A few short minutes later I was at the fence of what was left of the Uchiha compound. Rusted and eerie in the slums of Kohnoa. I grabbed my issued Glock 40 and hoped out of the police cruiser, weapon brandished openly in my hand. A blue Konoha Police Department Vest the only thing that covered my chest, thick cargo pants for warmth and orange chucks on my feet that I had chased down many a suspect with.

" Hey asshole, open up right now!" I rang furiously on the gate doorbell. When I didn't get an answer, I scaled the fence without hesitation and raced to the front door. With a grunt, I pulled back my right foot and kicked clean through the lock on the front door, immediately scanning the room with my gun searching every corner of the main entrance.

" I know you're here Baka, we need to talk." I continued to glide across the threshold of the living room until I came up to the main kitchen doorway. Peaking around the corner I could see that the entire kitchen had been trashed. Draws askew and cabinets hanging by their hinges. The main dining room table flipped on its side one room over. I proceeded closely over the scattered kitchen wear. Creeping slowly towards the large table in the other room. Coming closer I could hear a small scurry of movement.

I raised my gun, prepared to interrogate whatever lay beyond the table when I heard the telltale click of a pistol behind my ear.

" You really should be better at this if you are going to be breaking into people's homes."

"Well... isn't this just perfect." This guy always had a talent for pissing me off. The smug nature of his voice did it every time. I put my gun down slowly and turned to face the man that had bested me. "Sasuke Uchiha".

A slight smirk flashed across the man's face.

"Idiot. Glad to see you haven't changed much." He holstered his gun in the back of his waistline. Hiding it beneath his black tank top and in his black jeans. He offered his hand out. I smiled hard as I reached out to shake it with a sigh of relief.

" Glad to see you're still alive jerk."

"I could say the same. But let's be straight up here. I'm not here to catch up. Tell me whose blade this is." I reached for my phone in my front jacket pocket, and pulled up a picture I had taken at the crime scene a few moments ago. "Seem familiar?" The object in question was the black blade sticking out of Kiba's torso. A family crest hand carved into the wooden grip. The Uchiha family crest.

The Smile fell from his face in a hurry.

"You know as well as I do that no one is stupid enough to take up our blade to harm a leaf citizen. Wait, that is a leaf citizen, right?"

It dawned on me, the picture that I had taken was only of Kiba's rib cage. Meaning there was no real indication of who he was. A man that was easily one of my best friends. Maybe even a good friend to him, and he had no idea who it was that laid dead in the street.

Onyx eyes narrowed as suspicion grew on his face. "We got an ambiguous tip that there might be some trouble coming our way. When we came back, the house was trashed. What the hell is going on?"

My first instinct was right. How better to sway attention from yourself than with a big name like the Uchiha. A family name that had been sullied since I was a kid.

The Uchiha family name had been synonymous with Honor for as long as I could remember. Unfortunately, tragedy followed their legacy as well.

The Uchiha, being comprised mostly of the City's senior police personnel, were viciously gunned down by Sasuke's older brother. Itachi. Whom in his defense claimed that the family had been murdering inmates in the Leaf Incarceration Facility, regardless of their pending cases. Ironically that is where he stayed until this day. On the other side of town, behind bars.

Ever since the killing of ten plus family members, Sasuke had grown up an orphan. But instead of falling into the void of despair that was his mourning, he grew from it. Today, the Uchiha mansion is a home to down on their luck youth of the city. Including some mentors around our age. Sasuke started the idea when he was in high school. Me being the first he welcomed into his home. Growing up an orphan was a little easier sharing the pain with people in a similar situation.

He's probably one of the strongest people I know.

"I think I can answer that."

"Jesus man, don't sneak up on me like that! I'm a cop with a fucking loaded weapon!" I did a quick 180 on the man who had popped up on me.

'This makes twice someone got the drop on me today.'

Enter, Shikamaru Nara. My partner in crime. Or the exact opposite? Whatever.

"I heard the commotion from the front door, so I thought I'd let myself in."

"Always welcome Nara. Now do you have some answers for me? This idiot just seems to like breaking in here when it suits him. "

"Answers as to why Naruto is an idiot? Hah, even I'm not that smart." They shot each other a grin as old friends might do.

"You two must want to die, I swear to-"

"No, but seriously. Whoever did this must have some serious motive to kill Kiba like this. All his personal belongings were still on his person. His wallet, phone, wedding ring...Whoever took the time just to murder him must have a personal Vendetta against him."

At the mention of wedding ring I immediately thought of Tenten and wether or not she had been notified...

"You mean it was Kiba that died?!" What the hell has he done to-"

"I know it's hard but let me finish. Whoever has done this either had a problem with Kiba. Or someone in this room." Shikamaru swayed carefully in place, bringing his hand up to cup his chin. "Because every soul in the city knows Kiba, and who it is that protects him. Believe me when I say, this is no coincidence."

"Well then you have the full cooperation of myself and every resident of the Uchiha grounds. However, we've been in Kohnoas North District since this past weekend. Taking advantage of the winter activities for the younger kids." Sasuke motioned for us to follow him to the kitchen, the accompanied sound of a coffee machine being put to use as he pulled out three cups still in good condition from the kitchens wreckage. "Coffee?"

"Just cocoa please." Caffeine makes my hyper as all hell, and I can't afford to miss any details here.

"I'll have some." I looked to my left to notice Shikamaru doing the same as myself, discreetly scanning the room from head to toe as Sasuke carefully prepared the hot mugs.

The room was wrecked, left to right and top to bottom. Like a tornado had come through here. But nothing was needlessly broken, just a appearance of the room being a bit shaken up. Almost like someone was looking for something.

"Tell me Sasuke, is the entire estate like this?" Shikamaru blew on a hot cup of coffee as he brought it to his lips. I accepted my own drink with a small smile. "I assume you've had time to check out everything before our arrival? Looks like you've had time to clean up a little." Slightly nodding to the arrangement of family pictures on the coffee table in the corner.

Sasuke turned toward the coffee tables direction. Taking a moment to take in the sight of his family photo. His entire family stood proudly in from of his home.

"You know, now that you mention it. It was only the common rooms and one of the bedrooms. Twelve other rooms, my room, and the pool house are pretty much untouched." He casually took his cup and jumped up to sit on the counter.

"Hm, which one?" Shikamaru pretended to fake disinterest as he sipped slowly. He always makes the same resting bitch face when he wants more info out of someone. But surely, he didn't think Sasuke was a suspect.

'Right?'

"Well… that was Big Brothers room. "A grim look crept on Sasukes face as he starred down dully into his full cup. "But no one's lived there since they hauled him off to prison. "My suspicion crept when his pout changed from sullen to cheery.

Wait, a full cup?

'But Sasuke loves coffee. No way I'm done with my drink and he's just now starting.'

"Oh shit." I studied my own cup to realize I had drank the beverage in a hurry to warm up. Something wasn't right. I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket but I chose to ignore it. I looked up at him to ask some questions of my own.

"So since when do you keep sweets in the house?" I shook my empty cup at him. "I remember this place being bland as all Hell-"

Before I even had time to process what was happening, I turned to see a surprised look on Shikamaru's face as I fell limply forward. I could faintly hear the cocking of a pistol as I accepted unconsciousness as my face hit the cool kitchen tile.

"Goodnight, Idiot."

xXx

A/N: What's to happen in the Uchiha house? Read on and find out!