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Warning: It's yaoi people. BOY'S, hugging, kissing, licking, doing unspeakable stuff too, other BOY'S! You don't like it? Then don't read. Stupid homophobes...t(-.-t)
Everyone else, please enjoy!
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Criminal Intent
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Sirens blared and dual colored lights filled the scene as police cars swarmed the large white building. Shouts could be heard down the corridors as a squad of about seven, dark clothed men stampeded down the halls, the sound of hurried footsteps echoing around them.
Rounding the corner, they came to halt and positioned themselves around a plain white door, backs against the walls and guns drawn, held firmly in their grasps. A gloved hand knocked on the door and a dark voice shouted out.
"FBI! Open up."
After waiting for about ten seconds and receiving no answer, the brunette pressed closest to the door frame nodded to his colleague on the other side of him, motioning towards the door with a jerk of his head.
Understanding the unspoken command, the other man turned fully towards the door and lifted his leg, slamming his foot hard into the painted wood, causing the lock to snap and hinges to squeak loudly in protest. A loud crack reverberated through the hallway as the door swung haphazardly against the wall and a file of FBI agents rushed into the room, guns out in front ready to shoot.
Men spread out throughout the room, a small living area to be exact, and stormed around the small apartment, a few of them branching into the kitchen and down the hall to the bathroom as another group came up to another door, inevitably leading to a bedroom.
Another nod and the door was kicked in.
Busting in, three men surrounded the bed sitting innocently off in the corner; their weapons cocked simultaneously, all pointed at the lump that lay under the covers, seemingly undisturbed by the previous racket.
As the 'lump' remained unmoving an officer cautiously edged closer to the bed, startled when a loud snore erupted from under the covers. Mumbles could be heard, and as the 'lump' shifted, the officers circled around the bed, deadpanned, lowering their guns to glance at each other uncertainly. It went without saying that none of them had ever been in a situation quite like this. Since when did someone sleep through an arrest? Especially one that had them breaking down doors and shouting like the world was about to end.
They had no clue how to handle the situation at this point… Did they arrest the 'lump', as they had deemed it, or do they wake it up first? Whoever it was looked pretty big… Lucky none of the officers had to worry about making any decisions as the local captain strode into the room seconds later, making a bee-line straight for the bed.
"Uzumaki! Get your lazy ass up right now." An irate Kakashi Hatake, Captain of the 27th Precinct, grabbed a handful of the comforter covering the 'lump' and ripped it back, exposing a stock of bright blonde hair attached to a very tan, muscled body sprawled comfortably across the mattress. He was only clad in a pair of orange boxers, small snores escaping him every once in a while. Some of the officers blushed while others shifted nervously. Awkward…
"Naruto! I said. Wake. Up!" Irritation at the lack of response from the sleeping man, the captain was becoming uncharacteristically angrier. This was important, and now was not the time to be standing here trying to wake up the blonde idiot. There was a lot of trouble and the boy needed to get up! Fuck, Iruka was going to be pissed if he didn't get the blonde to the station now.
At this point the silver-haired man didn't care how he was acting. Biting back a growl, Kakashi leaned over the sleeping man, grabbing onto a tanned arm and leg and with a vicious tug, yanked the blonde from the bed onto the cold, hard floor.
A yelp was heard as the bewildered man was painfully jolted from his sleep. He rolled over, groaning and sat up. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes with a fisted hand he gave his room a quick glance before his tired blue eyes landed on the silver-haired man in front of him. He yawned loudly not bothering to cover it up and stretched his arms into the air with a sleepy grunt, showing off his sun-kissed muscles as he sent the men around the room a sleepy glare.
"Kakashi. What the hell are you doing in my apartment at-" The blonde glanced at his digital clock that sat beside his bed, unsure of the time. "At two forty-seven in the goddamn morning? Get the fuck out."
All of the men in the room froze.
Not really caring for an answer, but having already asked nonetheless, the blonde dismissed everyone around him, turned around, and crawled back onto his bed, dragging the covers along with him. Once he was back in a comfy position, he closed his eyes, addressing the glaring man behind him again in a sleepy mumble. "'m sleepy…get out or I'll tell 'ruka."
Who the hell talked to a police captain like that? Apparently the kid knew the captain from somewhere, but the lack of respect was shocking, especially when he was about to be arrested.
Kakashi stalked closer to the bed, towering over the blonde. "Naruto, I won't say it again. Get your ass up and out of there, because if you don't, I'll have Genma in here in less time then it takes to say 'Happy Birthday'." He knew it was low, but at the moment, nothing mattered more then getting the blonde out of here.
Blue eyes snapped open and a horrified expression spread over the blonde's features. "Fine! I'm up. I'm up!" Naruto jumped up from his bed and barreled through a few FBI agents, running into his closet and dressing himself with lightning fast speed. He emerged moments later, fully dressed in black slacks and a blinding orange shirt, glaring at a smug-looking Kakashi.
"Now what the fuck do you want at this ungodly hour of the morning, Hatake?" Naruto crossed his arms, eyes narrowing even more at the captain.
Unperturbed by the blonde's rudeness, Kakashi grinned under his mask and placed a hand on the boys shoulder, steering him towards the door. "Sorry that I had to wake you from your much needed beauty sleep," Naruto sent the silver-haired captain a filthy look"But you and I have to take a little ride to the station."
Gaping, the blonde halted mid-step and turned to the man behind him, glaring cerulean daggers into his chest.
"What the hell are you talking about? It's three in the damn morning. What could be so important down at the station that you busted into my house just to get me to come down there?!" He sounded like a whining child, but he didn't give a fuck. It was late, he was tired, and he wanted to get back into bed. He had work tomorrow, dammit.
"Naruto, I can't give you a detailed explanation right now, but this is very serious so we need to leave." The tone in which the taller man addressed the issue caught Naruto off guard. What the hell was going on? Truth be told, he was more than a little nervous that Kakashi was even here to begin with.
Too caught up in thinking of possible reasons for the midnight wake up call he missed the odd glances around the room that were being thrown his way.
Kakashi coughed into his hand and broke the tense silence, jolting the blonde gently out of his thoughts.
Startled, but trying to save face, the blonde growled. "This better be good, Hatake." And with a fierce pout, the blonde snatched up his wallet and keys from his nightstand, walking out though his broken bedroom door followed by a calm-looking Kakashi and a number of very uncertain FBI agents.
Moments after they all reached the living room, a horrified scream could be heard all the way down the hall as a very shell-shocked Naruto stood in the wake of what used to be his front door. "Well I won't be needing these anymore will I?!"
Turning a dark scowl towards the silver-haired man behind him, Naruto threw his now useless keys in the man's face, earning him a loud yelp in response. "Dammit, you bastard! Why didn't you just use your spare key to open the stupid door?"
Holding the blond's keys loosely in his hand and rubbing the small scratch on his cheek left by the keys, the police captain moved to rub the back of his head, a jingling sound could be heard as he sent the seething blonde a sheepish grin.
"Well you see… there was this dog and he jumped into my pocket and stole my keys. I had to chase him all the way to China where-" As the captain re-told his story, everyone around the room sweat dropped.
All except Naruto that is, whose face had turned an angry shade of red.
One question was left hanging in everyone's mind. What had been the purpose of such a blatant lie?
"Lair. You were late weren't you?!" the blonde interrupted mid-story, pointing an accusing finger at the masked man.
"Naruto, now really is not the time to talk about such trivial things. We need to get to the station, so let's go." Kakashi replied.
The silver-haired man waved his hand dismissively, signaling the end of the discussion, and dragged a struggling muscle-bound blonde from the building, like a child from a toy store. The man's rant could be heard from down the street.
"You're paying for my doors!"
"Are you even listening to me, asshole?! I swear I'll poison your food!"
"I'm telling Iruka!"
Naruto's threats continued to escalate well after the police car door was rudely slammed in his face and everyone was on their way back to the station.
Lights flicked uncertainly in the dimly lit hallway as footsteps echoed soundlessly across the carpeted floor. A door at the end of shadowed hallway stood ajar, a soft glowing light emitting through the crack.
A petite figure made her way carefully to the door and held up a hand, knocking against the beautifully polished wood softly.
"Uchiha-sama?" a timid voice called out.
Scribbling on the other side of the door stopped and a dark, almost soothing voice floated through the air, addressing the nervous woman.
"Come in."
Obediently, the dark-haired woman slipped off her shoes and stepped through the door into what she could only describe as another world.
The room she entered was extravagant in its beauty and simplicity. Deep reds and blacks seemed to be the theme as rich colors sprang to life around her. All the furniture was black, the cabinets and bookshelves that lined the walls, the sofa that laid innocently off to the side, chairs, and the desk were all the same deep color of endless midnight.
Everything else was red, shades ranging from the garnet-colored carpet to the walls that looked to be stained blood-red. A fact, she noted, with slight uneasiness, as she crept farther into the room. She curled her toes pleasantly into the plush red carpet, making sure to keep her footfalls light even though she hardly made a sound in the first place.
Sitting behind the luxurious desk was a glowing figure… or that's what it seemed like. A young man still in his mid-twenties sat regally with his elbows up on the desk and his slender fingers laced in front of him, acting as a stand for his chin that rested on top of them.
The man's skin was flawlessly pale, seemingly casting an eerie halo around him. It looked like ivory, free of any disfigurement and very out of place in the scarcely lit room. But what seemed to be most out of place were his ink black features. Dark hair, that when caught by the light shone blue, framed his noble face and endless ebony eyes specked with shards of broken rubies off-set the unearthly glow of the man.
He studied the girl in front of him with keen eyes, following her every step toward him with calculating boredom. What could have possibly possessed the woman to be here five hours before the office even opened?
"Is there something I can help you with, Hinata-chan?" Beautiful pale lips parted as a deep voice reverberated throughout the room, causing the shy woman to stumble slightly. She quickly recovered though and made it up to the desk, laying the folder she'd been holding down on its dark surface, sliding it toward him.
"Sorry for disturbing you so late at night Uchiha-sama," she bowed politely before straighten up again. "But your brother requested that I hand this to you immediately." She motioned to the folder with a dainty flick of her wrist and gave the man a sleepy smile.
"Aa, I see. Thank you, Hinata-chan. I'm sorry that my brother woke you up for this. You may leave." He sent her a small nod and scooped up the folder gracefully, swirling around in his chair with an air of dismissal.
"Thank you, Uchiha-sama. Good night." Bowing again, she turned and quickly exited from the room, closing the door behind her.
Alone again, Sasuke studied the closed folder in front of him curiously. He'd never known his aniki to bother anyone for something as insignificant as some documents. Hmm… Let's see what couldn't wait until morning.
Opening the folder his eyes scanned the pages quickly. Memorizing every unimportant detail he came upon the purpose of the midnight visit etched lightly into the paper. Well that was sure worth waking up a secretary for.
Aniki must have thought I needed a head start.
Sasuke smirked at the implications of a challenge and neatly folded the folder back up, laying it down on the desk next to him. He'd ignore the case until he got a chance to speak with his brother.
I wonder who the idiot I'm representing is… he thought absentmindedly before returning to his earlier work.
"WHAT!?" Screeching loudly, Naruto jumped up from his seat, knocking his chair over with a loud crash as he glared down at the two men sitting in front him.
"What do you mean they found my fingerprints at a murder scene!?" Naruto turned and picked up the chair, slamming it back on all four legs, causing the other two men to jump in their seats.
"Naruto, please lower your voice and calm down." An exhausted sigh escaped the brunette sitting on the other side of the table as he pinched the bridge of his nose, dragging the tip of his thumb gently over the scar that rested there. His heart was pounding. What a mess!
"Yeah, dude, take a deep breath and chill. Nothing to freak out about." Another voice spoke up, causing the blonde man to look at the other brunette sitting nervously to his godfather's right.
"Kiba, they found my prints at a crime scene! How do I avoid worrying about that?!" Naruto practically screamed at the other man, causing him to jump again and glance off to the side.
Scratching his tattooed cheek uncertainly, the unruly brunette sent his friend a wary smile. "Well, you didn't kill anyone, so you're okay."
Naruto's glare narrowed again as he settled back into his seat with an indignant huff. Today just wasn't his fucking day. The stupid FBI break down his door because that loser forgot his keys and now he sitting in an interrogation room being told by his Godfather and best friend that he was suspected of murder! Was it too much to have someone cut him a frickin' break?
"Naruto, you just need to tell us if you were downtown around midnight last night." Iruka spoke up, trying desperately to ease the thick tension in the room.
Naruto slumped back against his chair, burying his face in his hands. He mumbled something and sighed heavily.
"Sorry Naruto, but I don't speak Mumbles. Could you repeat that?" There was a nervous laugh before a pair of sapphire eyes snapped up towards the dog-lover and narrowed dangerously.
"Kiba, would you stop fucking around. Yeah! I was downtown around eleven, eleven thirty, checking up on some things. Then I headed home and crawled my tired ass into bed. I didn't kill anyone!" With an exasperated sigh the blonde man sprawled out onto the table, nuzzling his cheek against the cool metal. He was so tired that even the hard table surface seemed to be made of feathers. Sleeeeeeeeeep.
Both brunettes on the other side of the table traded uncertain glances with each other before locking back at the man half-asleep on the table. Well that hadn't been any help.
"Naruto. Do you have anyone who could corroborate that?" Iruka really hoped that the blond would say yes. If so, then they could let Naruto go and look for the real killer, but an almost animalistic growl that emitted from the blonde was his answer.
"If I did, I wouldn't be sitting here now would I, Iruka?" Naruto lifted himself tiredly from his seat and started to pace around the room, working his bottom lip hard between his teeth.
Iruka frowned and nodded, knowing that his godson was right. He should have given him more credit. Of course Naruto would have told them if he had anyone that could help.
"Well fuck, man! Is there any way you could prove you were at home?!" Kiba jumped up and grabbed the pacing man by the shoulders, shaking him. "Because we have a dude telling us that he saw you leaving the area around the murder last night! Think, man!"
Naruto's head bobbed back and forth as the shaking continued, his words coming out in a jumble of broken syllables. "W-what?! Kiba, l-let go!" What the hell was he talking about? They had a witness?
"Kiba!" Iruka stood from his seat and wrenched the tattooed man off Naruto, glaring at him. "Relax."
Naruto coughed a bit and shook his head, regaining some of his scrambled thoughts before realization hit him in the face. "A witness?!Are you telling that you guys have someone who saw me kill somebody?!" Naruto looked horrified, eyes wide and body tensed as he stared the other men down, demanding an answer.
"No, he didn't say he saw you killing anyone. Just that he saw you leaving the area of the murder around the same time it happened." The other man's voice held a bit of hope, knowing that the witness could very well be mistaken or just plain lying.
Naruto eyes slowly regained their original shape as he leaned again the nearest wall and slid down it, coming to rest on the cold floor. He dropped his head into his awaiting hands and let lose a string of mumbled curses that, had Satan himself been listening, would have made him drop dead where he stood.
"Naruto…Watch your language, please." He couldn't help but continue playing his fatherly role towards the blond man, even if right now that wasn't going to help them very much. Iruka watched as his godson lifted himself up and walked over to the door, not even turning as he spoke, his tone low.
"I need some air."
"Naruto-" Kiba called out.
"Don't worry, flea-bag, I'm not going to try and escape. You know how much I hate running anyway." Naruto interrupted his friend, sending him a fake grin before turning and walking out the door.
"Be back in a few."
Naruto needed to get away from there. He needed to get away from that room…It contained the shattered pieces of his life, and he was left without any duct tape to fix it. How could today get any worse now?
Sasuke was pretty sure that the police station had to be the last place he would ever willingly enter. All the hustle and bustle of the police officers seemed all too boring as they made their trips to the coffee machine and back to their desks to scribble away useless notes while phones attached themselves to their ears.
He couldn't claim to like police officers very much. They had a nasty habit of gathering evidence illegally and making it almost impossible for him to produce a case. It really wasn't that difficult to get a warrant, but noooooo, they just have to do it their way. He couldn't count the number of motions he'd been denied due to an officer's arrogance.
Suitcase swinging from his hand, Sasuke moved in long strides down the hall, taking no notice in the female officers and a few male officers who'd stopped working to gape at him. The feeling of their eyes on him was all too familiar and easily ignored.
He had no time to acknowledge people who would stop working just to stare at him.
Making his way towards the back of the police station, Sasuke let his mind wander briefly to the talk he'd had with his brother only an hour ago.
---Flashback---
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Come in." a deep voice commanded.
Sasuke pushed through the door and moved gracefully into a simply designed office, stepping up in front of a dark-haired man working languidly at his desk.
"Aniki, could you explain this to me?" The youngest Uchiha sounded disgruntled as he dropped the folder in his hand onto the desk and slid it under the other man's nose, crossing his arms over his chest and sending the other man a cool look. "I thought you said that I wasn't going to get any high-level cases until a year after my employment."
Dark eyes raised themselves to look into a twin pair, calculating and emotionless.
Straightening up, the older man answered. "Well, little brother, I believe you've earned the chance to prove yourself as a valuable asset to this firm. I understand if you need more time to adjust and if you don't wish to take the case, I'll just simply give it to someone more capable." Itachi smirked challengingly knowing that his bother's pride would kick in before he even had a chance to think of another lawyer he could give the case to.
Very unlike himself, and probably the most out of character he'd ever allow himself to get in front of anyone, Sasuke pouted slightly and snatched the folder from the desk. His face became impassive seconds later, scared of looking too eager in front of the older man.
"No. Don't bother anyone else, I can do it." Sasuke bowed half-heartedly and let a rare smile etch itself onto his face as he moved back out of the room.
Stopping in between the doorframe and the hallway, Sasuke placed a hand on the door, looking to close it before focusing his eyes on his brother, who had returned to his work.
He muttered softy, knowing that it fell on deft ears but nonetheless let it drift into the air with an undertone of gratefulness, before stepping through the threshold and closing the door behind him silently. "Thank you, aniki."
Dark eyes glanced up and rubies dancedas a smirk settled itself onto Itachi's face, gazing at the spot where his brother has just been. Leaning back in his chair, he dropped the pen gracelessly onto the desk and laced his fingers in front of himself. He whispered softly, almost imperceptibly. "Don't thank me. You deserve this, little brother."
---End Flashback---
Now really, it wasn't smart to space out like the way he was doing in the middle of a crowded police station. He was bound to run into someone at some point.
"Hey! Watch out." a loud shout bounced from the walls.
It really shouldn't have surprised Sasuke when moments later he was in a heap on the floor, having landed gracefully on his ass as a very solid object bowled into him. His ribs squeaked in protest as he tried to sit up and untangle his thoughts, but a large weight kept him from rising more than an inch off the ground before his body gave out and he fell back.
He cracked an eye open and froze.
Silence.
Sasuke's breath hitched slightly. The man sitting on top of him had to be the most gorgeous thing he'd ever seen. Bright, spiky blonde hair stood up messily from the top of a very cute head. Not to say that the man didn't look- manly, oh god, you could see the muscles rippling under his shirt, but his cheeks were full and round and seemed to childishly frame his face.
Taking a quick look down the other's body, he noticed that he was rather well built with the right amount of muscles attached to lean body parts that would make anyone envious. And all of this was neatly wrapped in golden skin that, under the gloomy lighting of the police station, didn't seem to do it justice. Sasuke had to physically hold himself back from drooling as a pair of dazzling sapphire eyes opened to stare down into his own, pinning him with a slightly dazed look.
Naruto, on the other hand, couldn't believe what an idiot he was. One minute he'd been walking and thinking to himself, and seconds later he was tripping over himself and dragging down poor civilians with him.
Opening his eyes, Naruto was thoroughly prepared to make a long apology to the poor man or woman unfortunate enough to stumble in the way of his clumsiness, his mouth snapped back shut though when an ebony gaze pinned him and he was left gaping like a moron at the prettiest girl he'd ever seen. Oh wow… What a babe.
Without giving it much thought, Naruto let his eyes roam the other's body with something akin to appreciation settled in its depths. The woman was- stunning, the only word he could use to describe her. Feminine looking and lean with a lithe figure, she didn't appear to be very endowed in other places, but that suited him just fine. The rest of her was just breathtaking, though. She had pale, creamy skin that glowed and seemed almost otherworldly. Lifting his eyes back up to her face, he took particular notice of her ink black hair and noble features. But looking up some more, he couldn't keep his breath from gluing itself in his throat as he stared down into two pools of endless black, drops of blood rippling through them.
Naruto's mouth dropped, completely oblivious to how ridiculous he looked right then.
Despite himself, Sasuke couldn't keep the grin from forming across his lips as he watched the blonde check him out shamelessly. Had he been any less of a man, he was sure he'd be blushing to his roots by now and giggling like a school girl. He was pretty good about keeping his face impassive, but let out a small chuckle as he tried to sit up again, carefully avoiding the other's eyes. They were mesmerizing.
Having the weight shift underneath him, Naruto was jarred from his staring and with a dark blush jumped up, holding out a hand to the pretty girl.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry miss. It was totally my fault. Here, let me help you." Naruto smiled, leaning down farther to help.
Just as Sasuke was reaching up to grab the other's hand, he stopped short as he gazed up at the other man with a shell-shocked expression. What did he just call me?!
As the blonde continued to stand there with his hand outstretched and a kind smile lighting up his face, Sasuke shook himself out of his stunned silence and grabbed the other's hand, pulling to gain leverage while Naruto tugged him up into a standing position.
Before Sasuke could even think up a good thank you, he opened his mouth and let out the first thing that came to mind. "Well, I don't know if I should take that as an insult or a compliment."
Sasuke's deep voice floated softly towards Naruto and buried itself into his brain. God that sounded so lovely. Dark and soothing with a hint of a growl-
Naruto never got to finish his thought; realization hit him in the face with a brick. Not a girl's voice. Not a girl. So that means- His eyes widened to an unnatural size as he started to babble, an automatic reflex to dealing with his embarrassment.
"Oh god. I'm so sorry. Dammit, I'm such an idiot. You just looked so pretty. I mean… I uh- I think I'm going to shut up now… Sorry." Naruto looked down and placed his hands on his cheeks, rubbing them shamefully into his palms. I'm the biggest moron ever.
"It's quite alright, don't worry about it." he comforted the blonde in his embarrassment as he himself fought down the need to blush at being called 'pretty'.
Naruto, on the other hand, couldn't just leave it at that. "No. It's just… I'm sorry. I've had a rough morning and my observation skills are lacking at this point…" Bending down, Naruto picked up Sasuke's forgotten briefcase and handed it back to the raven with a sheepish smile. "Here you go. Sorry I made you drop it."
Oh wow… Sasuke was having a hard time controlling himself in the face of innocence that seemed to wrap itself around the other man. It should be illegal for him to be so… cute.
"It's fine, thank you." Sasuke replied, smiling back to ease the other's worry.
Rubbing the back of his head, Naruto licked his lips nervously. "Alright. Well I guess I should be going, then. Sorry again about running you over."
"Don't worry, it was my pleasure to be run over." The raven couldn't resist trying to make another blush appear on the blond's face and grinned smugly when his wish was granted.
"Eh heh. Okay. Well… bye!" Turning quickly, Naruto raced down the hall and made a sharp turn into the first corner, disappearing completely from the attorney's view before he was even able to make his own good-bye. Oh well. He'd still had the blonde sitting on his stomach for god knows how long. He'd be okay until he ran into the other man again. And mark my words. We will meet again.
With a determined look Sasuke started down the hall again, striding towards the captain's office, his thoughts centered around the sinfully, beautiful angel that had dropped from Heaven and landed in his lap.
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