Disclaimer: i don't own anything...

Man, I'm getting really depressed writing this thing....

IMPORTANT!- Namiko's sign reads 'Stabbed in the back!' I had to change it to make sense in the story...!

SO enjoy!

"So how's Namiko?" Yanagi Reina asked hopefully.

"She's okay, she should wake up today or tomorrow," Kirihara replied, trying to recall everything. "Niou sampled her blood. The good thing was that too much of the chemical was interjected into her body or else she would stay knocked out for a while."

"That's great. I'm really worried about her. How's Yuuta holding up?" Reina pressed.

Kirihara looked annoyed. "He's fine. Now can we talk about something more to the moment? Like us?"

"If my brother ever found out about 'Us', we would be dead," Reina pointed out with a smirk.

"Not like that," Kirihara gulped at the thought of her older brother. "How about where do you want to go for something to eat?"

But little did the young couple know that a picture had been taken of them.

The next day…

Contented with a good day, Kirihara was about to go home when he realized that he had left his math book in class. If he was lucky, the door wouldn't be locked.

He tried it and surprisingly it opened. Happily thinking about his luck, Kirihara moved towards the back of the room where his seat was. Kirihara leaned down and grabbed his book. Opening it just to make sure it was his, his grin fell. The front page had blood on it and read 'Shot once in the head.' The black haired boy was shaking already when he glanced down.

On the floor, there lay a body of a brown haired girl. Her hair was sprawled everywhere. Blood was also everywhere around the body. He could only see part of her face but that was enough for him to recognize her.

Suddenly he was caught between rage and fury and devastation. He felt like his old world had just been blown up.

"You idiot, I can't believe you fell for that," Rin scolded as she smacked Kirihara upside the head.

"Sorry," Kirihara muttered as he hugged his legs to his chest. After the group had arrived he had fled to the rooftop. "It was hard seeing her like that. Millions of thoughts ran through my head. Why hadn't I come sooner? Why wasn't I with her? Why couldn't I have protected her?"

"Akaya," Rin hugged him tight. As she did so, she felt him shaking and soon she felt hot tears on her shoulder. "Let it out, baby. It's going to be okay…she's going to be okay."

"That…that wasn't h-her blood, r-right?" Kirihara stuttered as he hugged Rin even tighter.

"Akaya," Rin soothed then suddenly hit him upside the head. "You idiot! Didn't I just tell you it was a fake like with Namiko?!"

"Rin, I really don't think you should be yelling at him like that," Eiji commented as she leaned against the door that led to the roof.

"Right," Rin checked herself. "Now, Akaya, you have to go down there and pretend that the sight of seeing a dead body freaked you out not the sight of seeing Reina like that? Okay? Because if you don't, then that will be you next time and let me tell you, it won't be fake!"

"Are you alright?" Inui asked handing a cup of tea to the other Data Master.

Renji wiped another tear and accepted the tea gladly. "No. When I saw her body, I just lost it. I felt like I no longer had an support and I was about to tumble over. I suppose that's what happened to Akaya."

Niou shook his head as he overhead the conversation. For a genius, that guy was pretty dumb. And blind. He walked into the crime scene. "It's good that there's no spectators this time."

"I heard that Kirihara went all demon mode when he ran out of here, scaring the crap out of them," Tohru commented as she examined the victim's head. "Niou, swab her face, we need to get her to the hospital as soon as possible."

"Sure," Niou nodded then glanced over to the window where Fuji was standing staring out of, phone to his ear. The white haired trickster leaned in and asked in a low voice, "Who's he on the phone with?"

"Yuuta," Tohru mouthed.

"Niou," Fuji suddenly spoke although his back was to the rest of the group. "Get to work, now."

"Yes, sir!" Niou replied, quickly getting to work.

"Kirihara's going to need to get a new book," Shishido commented as he flipped through the blood drenched pages of the textbook.

"You know what's weird about this," Yuushi stated puzzled. "Why was it Kirihara's book and then Kirihara who found her?"

"Well, Oshitari," Fuji turned around, flipping his cell phone closed. "That's what we're here to find out." The brunette exited the room without another word.

"What was that phone about anyways?" Shishido asked.

"Wait, I got a text," Rika took out her cell phone, "It's from Fuji. Namiko woke up!"

"So who's this guy?" Mukahi asked as he, Eiji, and Rin stared at the jet black haired guy who was sitting nervously in the interrogation room. They were watching him through the one side window, one side mirror glass.

"He's the last guy who saw Reina 'alive'," Eiji explained.

"Well, better get started than," Rin cracked her knuckles, leaving the room and emerging in the interrogation room.

"You are Kyou, am I correct?" Rin asked taking a seat across from the boy.

"Yes," the boy replied softly.

"Can you tell me where you saw Reina last?" Rin questioned.

"I saw her in the hall, she was all excited," Kyou began, Rin leaned forward.

"Did she say why?" Rin pressed.

"I asked her if she wanted to walk home with me and she said she couldn't because she was meeting up with Kirihara Akaya," Kyou continued.

"And that's it?" Rin double checked.

"Yes," Kyou nodded. "Did Kirihara pull of this dirty trick? Was he the one who did this to her?"

Rin suddenly glared at the boy. "Akaya would never do something like that!" She stomped out of the room, seriously pissed off.

Back behind the mirror…

"One piece of advice, never ever insult Kirihara in front of Rin," Eiji informed the pink haired boy.

Mukahi merely shivered. "Her ice glare even got through the glass!"

"Namiko, I'm glad to see you awake," Fuji smiled at the green haired girl who was sitting up weakly. Yuuta was sitting next to her, smiling like there was no tomorrow.

"Thank you, Fuji-san," Namiko smiled weakly. "Thank you for taking care of me."

"I'm doing my best to find who did this to you," Fuji informed.

"I know, Yuuta has been telling me how into the case you are," Namiko replied.

"There are some questions I need to ask you," the brunette added.

Namiko frowned. "I'll try to answer as best as I can, but I don't think that it will be much of a help."

"Anything can help us," Fuji encouraged. "Did you see your attacker?"

"No," Namiko bit her lip. "I managed to turn around for a second but the man was wearing a mask. And that's pretty much all that I can tell you."

"Anything that stood out about him," Fuji tried.

The green haired girl thought for a moment, "Yeah! The guy was wearing a heart locket. It looked like the one my grandmother gave me. They're custom made."

Fuji smiled, "That can help us…"

Ootori walked into the music room of his school, ready for his piano practice. His eyes caught something against the wall. He moved forward and gasped. His lips trembled and a tear ran down his cheek.

"Ami, please, no, please, this can't be happening!"

The blue haired girl was in a sitting position, leaning against the wall. Her left hand was lightly clutched on her violin while her right hand was around her bow. A line of blood was running from her lip. A knife was stabbed into her heart. There was blood splattered on the wall and on the ground. But the freakiest thing was the red blood letters on the wall. Stabbed in the heart.

Man, as i write this i feel so emo! I think i overdo the Fuji-Horatio thing. But, who cares? It's fun!

Stay tuned for the next part....