Kise sighed as he looked at the clock, realising it was 4 a.m. , not 7 a.m. like he thought it was when he shuffled to the bathroom to get ready. There were a few hours left until he had to start getting ready, so he collapsed back into bed. Jetlag was a being a bitch to Kise since he returned from Germany yesterday and messed up his entire sleep schedule.

"This is all Akashicchi's fault!" Kise grumbled to himself, thinking back to when he accepted Akashi's offer to become his personal pilot.

Flying private helicopters and jets was always Kise's childhood dream, but what he didn't expect as a child was to have an employer like Akashi who woke up him up at ungodly hours to fly him halfway across the country. Like on Sunday when he called him at 5 a.m and said that he wanted to go to Germany for some family reunion, or something like that, he wasn't really listening.

Although it wasn't really Akashi's fault, he had a lot of business to attend to everywhere- the Akashi family had their headquarters in Kyoto but they had other branches all over Japan which meant a lot of flying for Kise, and a lot of time missed off work. And his manager always made him make up for the time off with extra shoots.

PING!

Speak of the devil. He flipped himself onto his back and clumsily reached out his hand onto the dresser, searching for his phone and knocking a good amount of stuff off the dresser before his fingers closed around the cold plastic of the phone.

"Come... to... the..." Kise narrowed his eyes as he struggled to make out the words of the text in near darkness. "Place... where... the... last... photo... shoot... was... held.

"Dammit Shurayuke-san!" Kise cursed his manager

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"PUT SOME DAMN CLOTHES ON!"

Kuroko didn't pause as he made his way up the stairs to Kagami's apartment, figuring that Alex had 'miraculously' appeared in his bed again, naked as usual. Kagami still didn't understand how Alex got into the apartment since he always locked the door at night, but Kuroko suspected it had something to do with the painfully obvious spare key lying behind the plant pot, which he now used to open the locked door.

"Kagami-kun?"

"AND I DON'T CARE IF-" Kagami stopped mid-rant, turning to face the new arrival who was neatly putting his shoes by the entrance.

"Ah Kuroko." He dropped the fistfuls of clothes he was holding and chucked then at Alex before hurrying over. "Are you okay? You weren't answering my calls yesterday, I'm really sorry I broke the news to you so suddenly last night, but I just saw it and thought you needed to know."

"No, it's okay, I'm glad you informed me." Kuroko smiled to reassure Kagami and took a sheaf of papers out his bag setting them on the table. "I apologise, but the reason I wasn't returning your calls was because I was working at night in the station, investigating Aomine's death. And I found some important information, look." He tapped the bold heading on the front page of the stack with his finger, and watched Kagami's mouth turn in into an 'oh'of surprise.

"Aomine Daiki, mission report on Prefecture Case? He worked on the Prefecture Case?"

"It seems so." Kuroko nodded.

"Oi Kagami can I eat the peanut butter?" Alex yelled from the kitchen, and took a spoonful anyway without waiting for a response. "Thanks!"

Kagami sighed and pinched his nose, then yelled back at her not to finish it all when he saw the rate she was consuming the peanut butter at.

He came in to the kitchen himself to save the peanut butter when she showed no signs of stopping, but she was rescued by the phone.

Kagami growled and snatched the phone from the cradle, glaring at Alex who was washing the now empty jar.

"Hello? Is this Kagami?"

"Yes this is Kagami... Is that Tadashi?"

"Yeah, just calling in to see if you're okay and to wish you well. It really sucks not having your here at the fire station so I hope you recover from the food poisoning! Get better soon, okay?"

CLICK.

" ...Food poisoning?" Kagami repeated. "Food poisoning!"

He turned to Kuroko and lifted him up by his shirt. "You. What did you do?"

"I cleared your schedule for this week by calling in at your work and telling them you have food poisoning." Kuroko admitted.

"Why? Is there something you need me to help you with this week or something?" Kagami let him down and removed his hand.

Kuroko smiled and collected his papers.

"It's precisely that. You're going to help me with my investigation."

"WHAT?"

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"Why are we at the police station?" Kagami asked, looking down at Kuroko. "I thought we were going to go interrogate people."

Kuroko shook his head at Kagami as he mounted the entrance steps. "Kagami-kun we're not going to go interrogate people, we're just going to ask them some questions." He explained. "And we're at the police station because I need a few files on the Prefecture Case and probably Aomine's file as well. The problem is, I'm not allowed that kind of information so I'm going to have to steal it from the archives and then sneak it back."

Kagami's eyes widened as Kuroko spoke. He was normally the moral compass for the group, and to see him suggesting such a thing was incomprehensible. But, looking at the resolve in his eyes he relented and agreed to follow whatever plan Kuroko had in mind. Even though it would probably get them arrested, but screw that.

"Wait a minute." Kagami frowned as a thought occurred to him. "How are we going to steal the files without someone catching us? I mean there's always someone at the station, 24hrs a day so it'll never be empty."

"That's true." Kuroko acknowledged. "But I can use my lack of presence to enter the archives, the person working their shift wont even notice me. I think they don't notice me anyway, that's why I was able to get that little piece of information I showed you earlier from the head of force's desk yesterday." He put his hand on the doorknob.

"Ignoring the fact that you took papers from the head of force's desk- which we'll address later, they might not notice you, but they sure as hell will notice me!" He fretted.

"That's why you're going to be my distraction. I'm going to go to the archives while you provide the distraction, but you need to be careful, there's a man in there with Hawkeye, Keinichi Matsuda. He must be the only person in the force who knows that I work there."

"But-"

"Now go." Kuroko pushed the doors open and shoved Kagami in, before slipping in himself.

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Keinichi Matsuda hated to get involved in things. He would be the first man to admit that he was downright lazy, and that was the reason he probably wouldn't get that far up the ranks. But he didn't mind, because all he had to do at his current rank was do paperwork, and he rarely get called out on cases which he was fine with, because at the end of the day he could just generously distribute his work onto the new recruits desk, and they would be none the wiser.

That's why, when he saw the blue-haired man he'd seen hanging around with Aomine Daiki sneak into the archives, he pretended not to notice and engaged in a remarkably one-sided conversation with the red-haired man standing in front of him, who was doing a pitiful job at distracting him.

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Kuroko flicked on the lamp as he wearily sat down in the chair, Kagami right behind him. He had meant to start looking at the files straight after he retrieved them but he'd been delayed by an extremely long Skype call with his parents, gushing about Australia. After he finally finished up, he went up to his room with Kagami, sitting down at his desk while Kagami loomed over him.

"Okay, we'll start with Aomine-kun's file and see if it mentions anything about the Prefecture Case." Kuroko suggested, and took the file out his sports bag.

Kagami watched, confused as to why he put the file there but decided not to question it. Instead he questioned why Kuroko didn't just look at Aomine's mission report if he wanted to discover more about his involvement in the case, to which Kuroko answered that Aomine never put detail or effort into his reports, they always had the bare minimum of writing that was scrawled messily across the page. That made a lot more sense to Kagami.

"Now let's see." Kuroko flicked through the pages, eyes searching for any mention of the Prefecture Case.

"Oi, Kuroko. Pass one of the files, I'll help you look through it." Kagami suggested.

"It's fine, I'll get through it." The shadow answered, a hard edge to his tone. Figuring the tone was due to the lack of sleep, he shrugged and sat down on the floor.

After a good ten minutes- in which Kagami retired to the bed claiming that he couldn't read the words at the speed Kuroko was going at, and promptly fell asleep only to be jabbed awake by his shadow. He stayed awake after that.

Kuroko finally stopped as he found the details of Aomine in the case, and called Kagami over to the desk. He rolled off the bed and shuffled his way to the desk, only hurrying up when Kuroko sent him a death glare. "Look." Kuroko underlined the sentence with his finger and moved the file closer to Kagami so that he could read it. "It says that Aomine-kun did some unofficial investigating on the case in his own time, which the higher-ups knew, and approved of. He was on a bodyguard mission abroad in Europe from Sunday to Wednesday and apparently found out some very important information about the Prefecture Case, because as soon as he got off the flight back to Japan he texted the Head of Force, Harasawa-san that he needed to tell him something urgent about the case. But the killer silenced him before he could pass on the information."

"So Aomine knew who the murderer was?" Kagami asked.

"Most probably."

"... So what do we do now? He asked, turning to look at Kuroko.

"We find out if Aomine-kun told anyone about who the killer was before he was murdered, or any important information he may have discovered." Kuroko decided. "My guess is that he told Momoi something that could help us figure out the circumstances of Aomine's death, so we're going to visit her after we take a look at the Prefecture Case file."

Kagami groaned and collapsed back on to the bed, muttering something about waking him up when it was over.

Neither of them noticed the face peering intently into the window, watching them.

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Midorima frowned at the nurse's report, furrowing his brows. This was strange, very strange indeed. According to Nurse Shizune, medical equipment had been disappearing regularly since yesterday, and now the nurses were short on supplies. Who would steal equipment from a hospital when they could simply just go to the hospital themselves to be treated? It just didn't make any sense. The only reason he could think of to reason why somebody would want avoid directly coming to the hospital was a phobia of hospital's/ needles or basically any instruments that doctors used to treat patients. On the other hand the person could be a fugitive that was injured and obviously couldn't just stroll through the hospital doors. But that theory was very unlikely, and it was probably the former. However, then that person would have to have ninja-like stealth skills, to sneak in to the supplies cupboard with nurses constantly swimming in and out of there.

Midorima sighed, putting the report to one side. It would have to take a back-seat for now, he was already too preoccupied to deal with this brand new mystery that had presented itself. He would Momoi, who was Head Nurse in his hospital on the case, with her information gathering skills she would have the culprit in a matter of hours.

While she was dealing with that, he would finally give in to his urge and conduct some research on the other, more important mystery at hand.

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Being a doctor, Midorima spent a good amount of his life researching, and as such was quite adept at the art. Although, only he considered it an art, to others it was merely a nuisance. Nevertheless it had helped him greatly many times before in times of need, so he had no doubt that if he dug deep enough into the web of secrets that was the internet, he would find something.

Something, anything would do. A fact that would disprove the theory forming inside his head. It had been there for weeks, but he ignored the little niggling in the back of his head and firmly told himself to believe in his former teammate more, to believe that he wouldn't do this. There wasn't even any evidence to support it with, just a foreboding sense of conviction.

Well, then it must not be true. Right?

Still, he couldn't get rid of the inconceivable fear that he might be right, so that night he decided to investigate the case online, to prove the theory wrong and he would finally be able to have a good night's sleep.

So that night he sat down at his laptop, called Akashi, discussed the case with him and begun researching.

Midorima leaned forward, his nose almost touching the computer screen. "It can't be..."

He clicked on the article, his eyes growing wider with every word he processed.

Officer Aomine Daiki... Found in Todoraki Valley... Body missing... Murders started on 14th... 2015

"No..." He breathed. "He's killing everyone?"

He didn't understand. Sure Midorima never been the closest to him, but he'd think he would have known if his fellow teammate had the potential to be a mass murderer.

Well.

Aomine was an emotional hurricane of angst and depression, Murasakibara was borderline murderous when his precious maibou was taken from him, Miyaji was violent when provoked and Haizaki... Well he didn't even need an explanation.