A/N: Okay, I'M SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE. It was ready 5 days ago but I didn't have time to type it on the computer. BUT, it's ready now. Hope ya like it~
-Sasuke's POV-
"Sasuke? Oi, Sasuke, wake up." I slowly opened my eyes and found Suigetsu standing in front of me.
"Ugh, what happened? I remember researching what the clue could mean and then-Ouch!" I hissed when Suigetsu pulled a paper away from my cheek. Guess it got stuck there while I was sleeping. I rubbed my cheek to remove any ink that could've been left there.
"Damn Sasuke, this place looks worse than my room. How long have you been researching? Did you even go home, or did you sleep here?" I shrugged. I hadn't planned to fall asleep in the office but once I started researching, I lost track of the time.
"Anyway, I got you a cup of coffee. I still don't know how you can drink this without sugar. I'm going to interrogate a new prisoner with Ibiki, so I'll see you later." I thanked him for the drink and took a sip from the cup, hearing the door open and shut. I was sitting in one of the chairs in the archive room, where we kept all of the files of the prisoners and their cases. The room was filled with drawers that had files from many years ago. Most of the cases were finished, and those that weren't were stacked in different drawers. The drawers were on the left side of the room, and on the other side was the desk I was currently occupying. There were papers scattered all over the table, a laptop, printer and a trashcan filled with notes. "Boar is your aim, but you can get an extra from the fish." was the next clue. Naruto said that the boar is the clue for this month and if I managed to figure out the fish thing, I could get an extra but important clue. I sighed as I got up from the chair, popping my back and releasing a relieved sigh as my bones popped back into place. If I ever fall asleep at work again, I should try to at least drag myself to the couch or something more comfortable. Heck, even the floor would be better. Suddenly, I heard the door open and saw Suigetsu walk in again.
"Weren't you going to help Ibiki with the prisoner?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. He just grinned at me and walked over to the desk, picking up the notes I had been writing.
"Yeah, but he told me he didn't need me, so I decided to grace you with my presence instead. As far as I can tell, you've been researching prisoners from 4 years ago?" I nodded.
"I'm looking up people that were connected to the Akatsuki. Maybe one of them has a fish tattoo or..." I stopped. I...wanted to punch myself. Really hard.
"Sasuke? You okay? Your smirk is creeping me out, please stop." I punched Suigetsu's arm before going to one of the drawers that had released prisoners' files in them. When I found the file I was looking for, I rushed to the laptop and typed the prisoner's code in. I smirked when I found the address I was looking for. I printed the information and grabbed my coat from the chair, putting it on.
"Sasuke, show me what you printed out! Did you find the prisoner you were looking for?"
"Yeah, I did." I said, putting the paper with the address in my pocket and walking to the door.
"I'm going to pay Hoshigake Kisame a visit."
The car I was driving slowed down to a stop in front of an alley. I was on the other side of the village, where the downtown area was located. This was the place where all the prostitutes, thugs, drunkards and drug dealers were. It was also where Kisame's club was. Kisame was a member of Akatsuki around the time Itachi joined, and he was his partner. After a while, he had decided that Akatsuki's motives were wrong and didn't go along with his sense of justice. He may have been a criminal but he never took a job that was against that sense. He would not share anything about Akatsuki though, since it was against the organization's rules, and even if he had left he decided to follow those rules. No matter how much they had tortured him, he had kept his mouth shut.
I would have asked Ibiki about the interrogation, since he had probably been the one that had done it but he was busy and I wasn't in the mood to wait. Kisame had willingly left the group and surrendered himself to the police. After being released from prison he went into the downtown area and made a club there. The place wasn't easy to find though. Since it was the downtown, it was a place that "normal" people didn't visit often. The police monitored it but they don't go around it too much. That meant that I only had a vague idea of where the club was located. Luckily, I managed to find out, after asking a few people that didn't look drunk or like they were going to steal my money any second, that there were people under Kisame's command going around the whole downtown area. They had a black jacket with a fishbone on the back. If you wanted to go to the club, you had to find one of those guys.
Problem was, they only let in girls that were looking for a job there. As you may have guessed, it was a strip club. If there was a guy that wanted to get in, they had to have money. A lot of money, which I didn't have. I was working separately, so the police department couldn't help me either. The higher ups would think that asking an ex-prisoner for help is ridiculous. I had gone to a friend that dealt with disguises for missions and asked him for a wig. I had to disguise myself as a girl sometimes for infiltration missions. I had a slim and fair complexion, so I could just wear a long coat and boots. Luckily, it was almost winter, because I wasn't falling as low as wearing a skirt. I have more dignity than that, thank you very much. I put on the wig and looked at myself in the car's window. I had chosen a long-haired, black wig with a fringe. When I made sure the wig was in place, I turned around and started walking into the alley, my boots stepping on garbage and things I didn't want to identify.
As I kept walking deeper, the smell of sweat and filth grew stronger. People were finally starting to pass by me, all of them girls, and they gave me a curious and calculating glance before continuing on their way. Some of them were wearing normal clothes and others made me feel cold with the shortness of their shirts and skirts. When I walked out of the alley, I was met with a sort of big, round space that had more paths around it. Most of them had a dead end, and some looked like they continued on forever. The buildings surrounding the round space continued on both sides of the paths, basically making them into small alleyways. The buildings here weren't colorful and full of life, unlike the ones in the other parts of the village. The paint was falling off and most of the windows were broken. A few doors were hanging half-open, and I could see shadows passing over the windows, shouting and crashing sounds coming from some of the buildings. I ignored these things, since I could see my target standing on one of the paths. The man was with a fishbone jacket and he was smoking a cigarette and leaning on the wall of one of the buildings. I sighed deeply and started walking in that direction, my face changing into a timid and confused expression. I always felt weird when I did this but if I could find Kisame like this, I could bear it.
I walked closer to the man, walking past him and making sure he noticed me. Hearing footsteps behind me, I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and slowed down my pace before I felt a tap on my shoulder.
'Perfect.' I thought, hiding a smirk and turning around. As I thought, the guy was looking at me with a lecherous gaze. He also seemed to be drunk, even thought I hadn't seen him drink but whatever, it just meant another advantage for me. I snapped back into reality when I felt a hand on my shoulder and the strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes hit me. I fought back a grimace and sent a shy half-smile to the guy.
"Excuse me, mister, do you know where I can find Kisame-san's club? I'm looking for a job there but I can't seem to find it." I said, making my voice high-pitched, averting my gaze to the ground and seeing the man grin from my peripheral vision.
"Well, little girl, I'd love to take you there but how about we have a little fun together before you go? I'm going to teach you the basics of your job." He said, moving his hand from my shoulder to my wrist. I just smiled at him and moved my other arm on the hand holding my wrist.
"Well mister, I'm afraid..." I said, clenching his hand, bending it, and making him let go of my wrist, "I don't have time to play with you." I finished, going back to my normal voice and putting a nonchalant mask on. The guy seemed to sober up and register the change in my voice. He tried to punch me with his free hand but I had already been prepared for it and caught it, pulling both of his hands down, making him stumble and land his face right onto my knee. He groaned and before he could get up, I circled behind him, putting my foot in the space between his shoulder blades and pulling both of his arms backwards.
"Tell me where Kisame's club is, and you'll keep your arms." The guy just laughed but yelped when I pulled his hands again, bending them painfully. "I'm not repeating myself again. Tell me or your arms will suffer the consequences of your silence." I said, giving a final pull, before he gave up.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell ya! Just leave my arms alone, please! Kisame-san's place is located down this road. You have to go left after exiting this road and right after exiting you will see some steps on your left side. You go down them and the club is there." He said quickly, sweating nervously, his eyes moving back and forth between my face and the ground. I released one of his arms and quickly pressed a pressure point on his neck, knocking him out. I followed the guy's directions and, as he said, I arrived at some stairs.
I went down the stairs and opened a door. There was a short hall, and at the end of it there was a double black door. Problem was, there were two guards standing in front of it, and they didn't look drunk or friendly. They looked at me and exchanged a look between them, signaling something to each other. I shuffled nervously, trying to keep my act up. I thought one of the men was going to lead me to Kisame, until I felt a tug at my wig and then my face met the ground. A guy held me in place, judging by the heavy weight on top of me, and the big hand holding my head down. I could hear footsteps coming closer. There was a pair of boots standing in front of my face now but I couldn't see anything else from my position. I heard the owner of the boots start to speak in a deep voice.
"I've held this club long enough to be able to recognize a woman's body, kid. Don't think I can be fooled that easily." I saw the person crouch down and felt a tug at my hair. I was met with the face of Hoshigake Kisame. He was wearing black jeans and a black biker's jacket, which was open, showing a white T-shirt underneath with the fishbone logo on it. Kisame had small but sharp, shark-like black eyes and really pale skin with a bluish tint to it. He also had gills tattooed on his neck, making his appearance even more shark-like. I could see recognition and confusion shine in his eyes but before he could say anything, I decided to act.
"I know you probably thought of Uchiha Itachi right now. I'm his younger brother, Sasuke. I came to talk to you about Itachi. He left me a sort of messenger, and I get one clue from that messenger every month. When I get all of the clues, I should be able to find Itachi. This month I got an extra clue that led me to you. So, can I ask you some questions about it?" I quickly said. If he didn't agree I would have to leave and resort to the police's help. I heard Kisame sigh, signaling for his companion to let me go and releasing his hold on my hair in the process.
"Follow me." He said as I got up from the floor and dusted my clothes off. I threw the wig in a trashcan that was in the hall and followed Kisame into the club. If I had to be honest, I hated clubs. The music was way too loud and the crowd was so big you felt like sardines mashed into a tin can. The club was really big and I already felt the headache coming from the music. There were people dancing on the dance floor, which took up the middle of the room. On the left side was the bar with some passed out people on it and some that looked ready to fall over too. On the right side, there were tables with chairs, where the more sober part of the club was located. There was a staircase on each side of the club that led to the second floor. The second floor was basically just a long path that circled the whole club and in the middle of the path was the DJ. The rest of the path was filled with doors and I followed Kisame to one of them. We went inside and I sighed as the volume of the music dropped and my headache receded.
I looked around the room and was surprised when I found it full of pictures on the walls. I couldn't recognize the people in the pictures but all of them had the fishbone logo either on their jackets or T-shirts. The walls were a pale blue color, and there was a rough black carpet in the middle of the room, where Kisame's desk was located. There were two big windows at the wall opposite the door and two black chairs in front of Kisame's desk. He motioned for me to sit in one of them and began to talk.
"Well, can you tell me what your clue was?" He asked, lighting a cigarette. I frowned at the smell, but decided not to comment on it.
"Boar is your aim but you can get an extra from the fish." I said, and almost jumped in surprise when he started laughing.
"I should have expected something as abstract as this from that guy. He always had a weird way of speaking" I nodded reluctantly.
"Anyway, there's one thing Itachi gave me and said that it's for his "foolish little brother". I thought he was joking but I should have known Itachi never jokes." Kisame said and opened one of his desk's drawers, pulling out a small black box. He gave it to me, and I opened it. My eyes widened, and I almost dropped the box on the floor.
"Is something wrong, kid?" I snapped my head up and shook it, placing the box in my pocket.
"No, I'm fine. Thank you for your help, Kisame-san." I said, really meaning it.
"Just Kisame is fine, kid." He grinned and I felt myself smirk back.
"Thanks again. I'll be going." I said, getting up and going to the door.
"If you need to move your stiff ass, you can come here anytime!" I heard Kisame say between laughs, and I just shook my head, waving back at him and exiting the office. I quickly walked out of the club and climbed the stairs leading outside. I stopped and opened the box again. The Uchiha clan's symbol glared back at me. The symbol looked like it was taken from a bracelet or a necklace. The light was shining off of it, and I felt my headache returning, knowing where I had to go. I groaned, putting the box back into my pocket and starting to walk back to my car.
'Guess it's time to visit the clan.'
A/N: BOOM! KISAME IN THE HOUSE! Didn't see that coming, did ya?...Okay I'll stop now. BUT YA DIDN'T THINK THE CLAN WAS GONNA BE ALIVE, DID YA? I NEVER SAID THEY WERE KILLED!...Okay, okay, I'm stopping now. R&R and cya in the next chapter~