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CHAPTER 2: SPLASHING BLOOD

Nothing. Literally nothing. He was completely empty handed in the worst way possible. One could think that so many people working together like they did on this case could possibly, probably, solve a case within a short amount of time. Maybe not solving it but at least having a decent number of traces and clues and just anything. They didn't. Normally every single municipality of Tokyo would manage an investigation independent from each other as long as it fell in their responsibility. For the current case it was handled a bit different. All of the twenty-three municipalities of Tokyo City worked together due to how much this case spread over the city. Meanwhile twenty different people tried to catch a sociopath who liked killing people in general and turned their guts inside out. And they couldn't think of anything to find them. There was nothing they could use. It was like a ghost has murdered all these people.

The only positive thing in that whole disaster for the past two weeks was, that there hasn't been another body found. Yet. They were definitely running out of time. And patients. Like every time Sasuke felt like he couldn't stand all the shit live threw at him anymore, he went to the gym to let out a bit of all that stress that built up in him. It helped a bit to focus all his strength on something he could actually deal with. And it helped to have Naruto with him, because that guy seemed to never break a sweat. Sasuke let the weights fell to the ground and hunched over to prop up his hands on his knees whilst he tried to catch his breath. He was completely worn out. He looked around for Naruto. When he found him lying on the ground doing nothing he went over to him, kicking him in the side.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Naruto opened his eyes, a grin on his stupid face. "You should hurry up. You're reeking." He laughed when Sasuke kicked him again, harder this time. "I hope you don't stink so much when you fuck Karin."

"Shut the fuck up Naruto," the Uchiha growled. "I don't fuck her."

"Didn't look like it the last time you shoved your tongue down her throat." Naruto managed to stand up und shuffle behind him, hands behind his neck. "It was really gross actually, to see your dignity fly out the window."

Sasuke growled again and tried to stop a flinch when pictures of that night flickered through his inner eye. He'd been drunk. Very. And unfortunately his brain has thought it would be such a good idea to shut down during the second bottle of whiskey. Yeah, he'd kissed Karin. Unintentionally. But he definitely did not shove his tongue down her throat.

"Fuck off." But that earned him just a stupid chuckle from the blond.

When they left the gym it was two in the morning and snowing. The cold air was crawling into his jacket and thick snowflakes landed on his head, some making contact with the skin of his neck. It made him shudder.

It was kind of peaceful outside actually. The snow had left a thick layer on everything that came in contact with it and seemed to devour any sound. Just the crunching of the snow beneath their feet disturbed the silence with every step they took. Sasuke didn't know that it could be that quiet in Shibuya.

"You sure you don't need a ride?" Naruto asked beside him.

Sasuke glanced at him and shook his head gently. He only lived a few streets from here and liked to walk on cold, snowy nights. Sometimes he was such a sap.

"I'm fine, go home," he said and raised his hand in a sort of waving gesture. "Meeting is at 9 a.m., don't be late."

Naruto bumped his fist to Sasukes shoulder and grinned brightly. "I try," and then like an afterthought adding "Maybe."

Sasuke frowned at his best friend, an annoyed expression flashing over his face. "I mean it, idiot."

But Naruto just grinned and turned right to find his car, which he's parked somewhere down the street. "See you tomorrow jerk," he shouted and off he went.

Sasuke shook his head as he watched his friend go and asked himself for the thousandth time why exactly he was friends with that guy. He turned the other way and slowly walked down the path. In the last past weeks the temperatures had dropped much and fell clearly under the freezing point. But the cold had never bothered him really. Actually he preferred it to the heat in summer, which always made him dizzy and cranky. When he watched the snowflakes falling gently onto the street and the roofs of the different houses, calmness filled his chest and he felt like he could breathe for the first time in months in pure content. He felt the urge to go up to his old parents lodge in the woods. Just to sit there in front of the large windows, to watch the snow. When all of this was over, he would definitely go skiing. Sasuke raised his head, fixating his eyes on the path ahead of him as voices drifted over. His gaze locked on a group of people. All male, he noticed. They stood a few feet away by a bench and laughed the way all drunks laughed, stupid, loud and annoying. An exasperated sigh left his lips when he got closer, stepping onto the street to avoid passing them too closely. He's almost passed them when one of them noticed him and yelled after him.

"Hey you arrogant son of a bitch!"

Sasuke growled lowly but kept going. There were four different kinds of people in this world. First there were the ones who didn't drink anything faintly associated with booze. Second there were the ones that drank alcohol and loosened up, having the best time of their lives until they got to the point where they had way too much and just passed out, peacefully leaving everyone else alone and mining their own business. Then there were the ones that drank booze and loosened mainly there tongues to the point where they got really aggressive and started fights. Assholes, all of them. And then there were people like him. Sasuke didn't need to guess what kind of people this group belonged to. Suddenly someone grabbed his shoulder and swirled him around until he was face to face with a bearded, more than apparent drunk. The guy reeked from every single pore on his skin and Sasuke could almost taste the cheap vodka in his own mouth. What, was really disgusting.

"Back off," Sasuke said to him. His voice was soft and low and the anger and annoyance were dripping from it.

The drunk grinned in a way that he seemed to believe let him look intimidating. He looked ridiculous at most. His eyes drooping, probably trying to see through the fog that was vodka and possibly other, harder drugs. He was slightly swinging from side to side, not able to find his balance.

"Or what?" He asked. His words slurred. "Are you running to momma, crying like a baby that a big uncle tried to scare you?" He laughed loud. Then he turned half to his friends that laughed with him and closed in on the wannabe and Sasuke.

The Uchiha rolled his eyes, a deep growl building in his chest. But he just brushed the hand on his shoulder off and continued walking. He just wanted to go home. And then there was suddenly a fist in his face. For a short moment Sasuke registered different pictures simultaneously. He saw the grinning face of the stupid idiot who punched him. He noticed the gently falling of the snow and the way the light of the street lamp directly across of him flickered. The seven guys in the back, that threw their arms high in the air like they were cheering on a football game, the blaring of a car horn in the distance. He felt the soft wind on his cold cheeks. And the moment the cracking of the bones in his nose reached his ears, he could feel the intense heat of his own blood spouting out and running down his skin. And then time rushed in again, and he's punched the guy before he even knew what he was doing. That was the opening shot for the others to lunge at him at the same time.

He saw the fist about the same time he noticed the leg, which tried to kick his legs away. In a swift motion Sasuke turned around, grabbing the arm, the fist flying towards him belonged to, and jumped over it, turning airborne and twisting the arm until he could feel the bone cracking under his hands. A piercing scream entered his ears. But he hadn't enough time nor some sort of compassion to feel just the slightest guilt towards that guy. He ducked as a large guy lunged for him. Sasuke pressed both his hands into the cold snow, kicking his right leg back and burying his foot into the gut of another fuckface. Three bastards down, four to go. The large one grabbed a hold of Sasukes coat and dragged him up again. But the Uchiha's predicted that move and shot his knee up, right into the large one's jaw. Number four. It was then when everything began to go terribly wrong. Sasuke jumped into the air, trying to avoid a kick and noticed the short and ugly one too late. In his peripheral vision he saw the knife in the guy's hands flickering as some light fell on it. Sasuke was mid air and had no chance to dodge that blow. There wasn't pain at first as he felt the blade piercing his flesh, scraping his rib on the way.

First there was just the heat and the moisture of his blood. And the surprise, when he blinked some times, trying to let the breath out which stuck half way up his lungs. The pain crashed onto him like a gigantic shockwave the moment he hit the ground with his right shoulder. He didn't even have time to catch his breath when the blade left his body just to enter it again. And again. This time, his brain processed the pain immediately. A groan left his mouth and he shut his eyes, clenching his teeth hard. When he opened his eyes again he saw the sky above him, thick clouds covering all the stars up there. The snow was still falling and he was so cold suddenly. He never had been cold. He remembered when he was kid, it had been snowing, just like as it did now. He'd wanted to go outside so badly but his mother insisted on finding him some thick and warm clothes first. He hadn't listened to her though, running outside in his PJ's. He'd thrown himself into the snow headfirst. Even then he hadn't been cold. Not the slightest. And now it was like he was freezing. The heat was leaving his body with every drop of blood that joined the red pool around him. He didn't feel any pain anymore. Just the numbness that tried to get a hold of him, dragging him further and further away into a strange sort of calming darkness. He didn't feel anything. Not even when the knife pierced him once more. And once again. And he thought for a short amount of time, just before his eyes fell shut, how beautiful the red looked on white.

Naruto abruptly stopped and cocked his head a little bit to the side. The wind messed his hair up and snowflakes landed on his neck as he just stared ahead. Like he was trying to see something that was just out of reach and not exactly there but still knocking on his consciousness. Another gust of wind hit him and he turned around, squinting through all that white around him. And then it suddenly hit him. The smell hovering in the air like a thick layer of heat, salt and metal. Something stirred inside of him, awakening and growling and so hungry. He breathed in and cold air hit his lungs whilst the heat and the salt and the metal spread all over and inside his body. And then he recognized the scent. Musky and so Sasuke. Definitely Sasuke. Naruto cursed and sprinted back the way he came. It took him almost two minutes, even in his speed. The first thing he processed was the laughter. Three guys standing around and laughing their asses off, whilst five bodies lay in the snow. The second thing he noticed was the huge amount of blood that hit him like a wrecking ball. The third thing his brain tried to register was, that it was Sasuke that lied on the ground, his blood drenching the snow. Naruto had one of the guys pinched to the wall of the house within a blink of an eye. Big brown eyes stared right into him, the body trembling under his hands and everything suddenly reeking of pure fear.

"You did this?" Narutos voice was low but one could still hear the slight tremble at the edge, the anger bubbling through. He didn't wait for an answer and snapped the neck of the guy. He let the body drop to the ground and turned around just to look into two terrified faces. It was silent for a moment and then the two remaining guys began to scatter back, just to fall into a hell sprint, trying to get away. The fat one hasn't had enough time to even think about screaming when Naruto smashed his scull against a wall. The blonde looked around until his eyes closed in on the retreating back of the last guy. Within a second Naruto stood right in front of him staring the guy down. He let his eyes roam over his shaking body, until they fell on the bloody knife in his hands. Naruto's eyes flew back to the guy's face and his hand came up to wrap around the guy's neck.

"You did this," the Uzumaki said again but this time it wasn't a question.

The bastard shook his head rapidly, eyes going wider and wider as the blonde's fingers pushed into his skin, slowly breaking it. It seemed like he was surprised when a gurgling sound left his mouth as Naruto freed him from his gullet. The body hit the ground the same time Naruto reached Sasuke.

AN: I know Sakura didn't appear in this chapter (again), I hope you don't mind :D If you do, I can promise that she will have her first real appearance in the next chapter. Until then have a nice week!