Van grumbled as he walked into his office, dropping all his files onto his desk.
Falling into the seat, his tired brown eyes gazing up at the dirty blonde boy.
"well jones? What are we to do?"
the young male gave a light shrug.
"we questioned the students…and apparently one of them know's the kids location. But…why don't we look for the cause?"
van raised an eyebrow at his partner, now curious about his behavior.
'hmm…why is it you want to listen to that dark boy, do you suspect him?"
"n-no sir!! He's not guilty!....i just mean, he looks smart"
the young man quickly turned, grabbing his jacket.
"I think ill head home for now….."
"wait ones….is something bothering? Ever since that interview…."
"later!"
he swiftly left the room, the door closing rather fast.
Once it was closed, jones leaned against the door, and sighed, running a hand through his messy hair.
"too close….."
brushing it off, he stood up right, and walked from the building.
a soft sigh escaped the pale lips before the skinny redhead walked into the dark apartment.
flipping on a switch, reviling a one-room apartment, he tossed his bag onto the bed, and walked over to the table.
His slender fingers scooped up the silver phone, clicking a butten.
The screen lit up.
1 new text
2 missed calls
his finger slid down, clicking the text Icon.
tonight. 9 pm. Park.
his frown grew more hateful, and he sighed.
"wonderful"
with a slight groan, he walked over to the messy bed, falling backwards onto the soft matt, his eyes locked on the cell he was holding in the air.
"I wonder…..what he wants….."
dropping the cell onto his bag, his hand gripped the pillow and dragged it over to him.
without any words, he curled up, his head sinking into the pillow.
sakura let out a small sniff, gently wiping her eyes.
"t-this sucks…so bad!!"
ino hushed the girl, rubbing her back.
"i-im sure its all alright! Im sure of it!"
the girl bit her lip, her stormy blue eyes gazing at the ground.
now she REALLY felt guilty. But…what could she say? The truth? Never….
"he'll be found! I just know it!"
"t-thanks ino"
the girl looked up, giving a weak smile.
"you're always there when a need you"
"y-ya"
her friend buried her face into the blondes shoulder, silent tears soaking her shirt.
Ino gave a silent sigh, a look of shame painting her face.
Lying to her best friend….not what she wanted to do…but what choice did she have?
Suddenly her pocket vibrated, and the girl reached with her free hadn and pulled out the cell phone, flipping it open.
Tonight. Park. 7
she bit her lip, shoving the cell into her pocket.
NOW what did he want?!
Pushing aside those thoughts, she turned back to comforting her friend.
van awoke with a start, slightly groggy.
"h-huh?"
looking around, he realized he was still in the office.
"damn it…fell asleep again…."
with a loud yawn, he rubbed his eyes and stood, stretching.
His eyes drifted to the calender. Monday. Oi. What a week this was gonna be….
Though a smile did creep up on his face. he had no idea how they got the teacher to talk students into coming on a Sunday to school for an interrogation.
This deidara kid must be something else…
Shaking his head gently, he left the office and walked into the small room to get a cup of coffee.
In the room, he passed the chief.
He gave a slight bow, with a small smile.
"greets chief"
the man watched van carefully, then smiled.
"good morning Welling. You fell asleep in the station again?"
"how did you?"
he chuckled and reached over, wiping the mans cheek, showing there was ink on his finger.
"you fell asleep on our pen again"
"damn it!!"
the chief chuckled, gently shaking his head.
"welling, you really need to get some rest once in a while! And…where the hell is the kid?"
"jones?"
he didn't really need to ask. Since jones was the youngest one on they're force, they all called him 'the kid'.
Van gave a slight shrug.
"haven't seen him since he clocked out yesterday"
the chief raised a brow.
"strange…he was suppose to come in two hours ago…."
"What time is it?!"
"…12…"
"AND YOU DIDN'T WAKE ME?!?!"
van down the coffee and ran from the room, making the chief chuckle.
"with those two around, this place never gets old…"
click
"mhh…hello?"
Jones?!
Van?
Where the hell are you?
….home….
…..chief told me to call you. we have a case you know….
……………………..oh….i found something….
Really?...jones? you ok?
..…y-ya. Ill email it to you
jones…why cant you come in?
i-i just cant!
Im coming over
NO! don't!
click
van sighed as he car stopped in front of an apartment building, a slight frown on his face.
"damn kid"
he got out and walked up the fleight of stairs, stopping at the door.
Number 23
He was about to know, when he heard voice.
Curious, he pressed his ear to the door.
"l-listen to….yes I know….YES I KNOW! Look im trying to help you here damn it!.......sorry I don't mean to shout, its just, he's getting suspicious…I fucking now that! Damn……what? Wait…she WHAT?! Fuck!.....hat do we do?....NO I CANT DO THAT! No chance, no way!.....if you haven't forgot im an officer you little brat!.....sorry…..ya ya I know…..he's going to be here soon, I have to go…..hey! I told you NOT to call me that!! If van heard you……don't you dare. Don't you fucking get him involved….no I didn't! this isn't my fault! This is yours!.....hello?"
van heard a groan, then the sqeak of the mattress springs.
Strange….
Waiting a moment, he knocked on the door.
He heard a muttered curse, before the door opened.
"van?!"
"..i said I was coming over"
the boy gave him a flat look, showing he didn't actually belive he was going to come over.
"weirdo"
van shrugged and walked further into the room.
jones had a truly amazing house. Even though he was rich, he lived in a dump of a two room apartment.
"jones why don't you buy a house?"
"…it will feel too empty"
"get married"
"you first"
the two threw each other short glares, but both broke, smiling at the same time.
"heh….so why did you stop by?"
the older man shrugged.
"you were acting weird, I wanted to know if you were all right that's all"
jones blink, then with a smirk, gave a light twirl.
'all good!"
van raised a brow at the twirl. That had the be the down right girlest thing he could have done….
pushing the thoughts aside, he walked next to jones, gently grabbing his arm.
"kid…your worrying me…."
"you worry to much"
he slid out from under the touch and grabbed his coat which was laying on the bed.
The young man stalled for a moment, before grabbing the cell, shoving it deep within his pocket.
"damn thing……"
"…..kid?"
jones looked up, and sighed.
"relax van, its nothing!"
the man stared, very confused. Jones NEVER raised his voice to him….what the hell was going on with the kid?
With a sigh, he followed the young boy from the apartment.
What the hell was he so worked up about?...he's hiding something…..
Set on finding out the truth, van hurried back to the car, not stopping to check if jones was coming or not.
Though he knew he would……
thank you guys 4 the awsome reviews! heres chap. 3!!
no, you dont get to see the meeting...now at least, you will later.