**URGENT IMPORTANT MESSAGE: I COMPLETELY REWROTE THE FIRST TWO CHAPTERS. GO BACK AND READ THEM. SORRY IF YOU LIKED THEM. IF YOU DO NOT READ THEM YOU WILL NOT UNDERSTAND THIS CHAPTER AT ALL.

ANYWAYS, I am sorry for the delay. I have discovered tumblr. That and Sherlock. I think that gives me good reason to go missing from fanfiction for a month. So sorry my lovelies. However, I have returned with renewed vigor and creativity! Good day! Read, review, and please do enjoy.

Officer Hakujo glanced down at the slip of paper in his hand for the tenth time. The address written on the paper matched the address on the ornate plaque attached to the stone and metal gate before him.

The double black metal gate was open wide.

Lee got back in his police cruiser and drove along a circular driveway that led up to an enormous white mansion.

At least I know that the kid that called the station wasn't looking for media attention. I'm sure he gets enough as it is with this kind of money.

Lee parked his car and got out with purpose. He jogged up the marble steps leading to the front door, which he rapped his knuckles against.

He waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Finally, a woman wearing a bright white robe with a towel wrapped around her head answered the door.

"I don't know what I'm paying you for if I keep answering the door, Kira!" The woman yelled over her shoulder. She then turned to Lee and smiled.

Lee was a bit startled by her abruptness.

"Um, I'm sorry to disturb you ma'am. I am Officer Hakujo. Is Hikaru Hitachiin here?" Lee asked as he placed his hands behind his back. The woman narrowed her eyes.

"Why?"

"Hikaru called us with information concerning a case we're working."

"The Alley Cat Killer?"

"Is that what the reporters are calling him?" Officer asked with a sigh.

The woman huffed, obviously impatient with the young man.

"Hikaru hasn't said anything to me, so I doubt he actually has information. I think you have the wrong Hikaru. Either way, it doesn't matter. He's not here." She said, bluntly annoyed with the young detective.

"Where is he?"

"Where else? He's at school." The woman said before promptly shutting the door in his face.

Lee groaned. He could tell that Hikaru was young from the call, but he had expected a kid maybe in his early twenties, not a kid still in high school.

He made his way back to his car, the afternoon sun beating down hard on his bare neck.

He rubbed his dark hair as he collapsed into the driver's seat. He was exhausted. He had barely gotten any sleep that night.

This makes the possibility that it was just a prank call a lot more plausible. The younger a man is the more immature he will be.

Lee sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. He adjusted his mirror and stuck his key in the ignition.

"I'll come back later." Lee stated aloud to nobody but himself.

He was determined to get answers.

He knew he had to find the answer.

Hikaru had to know how Kaoru cut his arm. Sure, it was such a small detail...but it had been bothering him all day. He hadn't had a chance to ask as they were taking mid-terms, which left them no time to talk during class.

He doubted he had done well on his test.

He was too distracted.

Kaoru, on the other hand, didn't seem distracted at all. He seemed completely oblivious to the fact that he was almost the next victim of a murder. Possibly, anyway. Kaoru would find out soon enough, though. Their mother would want to discuss it when they got home, or Kaoru would see it on the news.

At least today is a half-day. I would have been driven to insanity if it hadn't been. I have a really strange feeling about that cut, I know it seems stupid, but I really do think it has something to do with Kaoru's encounter with that weird alley man.

Hikaru went back to staring at the clock. There was only a minute left. Just one minute.

It seemed like an eternity.

The bell finally rang and Hikaru rushed over to Kaoru's desk. Kaoru was a little bit surprised at his brother's abrupt arrival.

"Do you have something to do after school or something?" Kaoru asked. Hikaru shook his head.

"I just wanted to ask you a question. When did you get that cut on your arm?" Hikaru asked, relieved he had finally gotten to ask about it.

Kaoru looked down at his arm in confusion. He ran a finger over the cut, which looked pretty nasty after just one night.

"Oh. Wow. That hurts. I don't know where I got it." He said before picking up his bag. Hikaru stared at his twin, dumbfounded.

Hikaru had been thinking of the possibilities all day.

I thought that maybe the man he had talked with had threatened him with a knife and Kaoru was too scared to tell me. I thought maybe the man had chased him with a gun and Kaoru fell and cut himself. I thought that maybe the killer really had been in our room and had skimmed Kaoru with a knife as Kaoru ran out of the room to get me. But in actuality, he has no idea how he got it.

Hikaru snorted and picked up his own bag.

How typical. Maybe he cut himself on the door or the staircase railing when he ran to get me.

Kaoru watched as Hikaru walked from the classroom with an amused smirk on his face.

Kaoru hadn't told the whole truth.

Sure, he didn't know how he got it. But when? He knew a bit about the timeline.

I remember noticing how pale my arms looked when I stretched them out to open the window a little. There wasn't a cut. I would have noticed. But when I woke up in our dark room, terrified, I do remember something else. I remember my arm aching like a bitch, probably from this cut. I suppose I could have scratched myself in my sleep. But it's hard to believe I could dig so deep with my nails without waking up.

Kaoru began to walk from the classroom.

It doesn't matter. I just can't tell Hikaru. He's already so worried about me.

"We're home!" The twins called out as they entered their mansion. They were answered by no one but their maid Kira, who waved her feather duster in greeting.

"Where'd mother go?" Hikaru asked. Akira told them that she had gone to an emergency meeting.

Kaoru sighed. Their mother was always gone.

They had barely dropped their school bags on the marble floor when there was a loud knocking at the door.

"I'll get it!" Kaoru called out to Akira. She chuckled. Hikaru rubbed his stomach and eyed the entrance to the kitchen.

Kaoru swung open the door to reveal a young man maybe in his late twenties, early thirties. His attire made him look older than he was. He was wearing a white dress shirt and nice black trousers with matching shoes. This guy looked very official. It made Kaoru uneasy.

"Hikaru?" The man asked. Kaoru narrowed his eyes. How did this guy know his brother?

"No, Kaoru. And you are?" Kaoru asked pleasantly, sarcasm only slightly sharpening his tone.

"My name is Lee Hakujo. I'm working the recent murder case, I'm sure you know which one."

"Erm, not really. Fill me in mister Holmes." Kaoru said with a grin. The officer narrowed his eyes at the younger boy. The man was obviously not appreciative of Kaoru's humor.

"I assume you are Hikaru's brother, so I'm surprised you aren't up to date on the case. It does involve you, after all. At least, that's what your brother told me on the phone."

Kaoru's face fell.

"What do you mean? Hikaru called you about me?" Kaoru asked worriedly, backing up a little. He was confused, extremely so.

The officer didn't answer. He seemed to be fixated on Kaoru's arm.

Kaoru shifted uncomfortably under the older man's harsh stare. He grabbed his cut arm with his other hand, feeling extremely exposed.

"Are you just going to stand there? What do you want?" Kaoru asked, sounding more confident than he was.

"Tell me Kaoru, where did you get that cut on your arm? It looks pretty painful." Lee said, his eyes narrowing ever so much.

"I don't know." Kaoru said defensively, making sure that his hand covered the cut.

Officer Lee seemed to contemplate his answer carefully, making Kaoru feel as if he had said something wrong.

"Your brother tells me that you were near the alley next to the store Fwaré at around six yesterday. It's odd you were out in the storm."

"Yeah. What of it? Can you please explain to me what's going on? Why did my brother call you?!" Kaoru asked, exasperated. He glanced over his shoulder, looking for Hikaru, but his brother had wandered off to appease his growling stomach.

Lee smiled like a Cheshire cat.

"Hikaru tells me that you were speaking with a man near the alley. Did you maybe get into a disagreement or a struggle with that man? Maybe that's where you got that cut?"

"No! I have no clue how I got this cut! Why does that man matter?"

"We found a body, an unidentified male body, in the alley." The officer said with an air of implication. Kaoru opened his mouth, then shut it.

"Dean?" Kaoru whispered. Lee Hakujo leaned toward Kaoru like a bloodhound that had just caught scent of a trail.

"You knew the victim? His name was Dean?" Lee asked, not really waiting for an answer. Kaoru stared at the man before him dumbfounded, his mouth agape. He wasn't quite sure what was going on. He had never been so confused and unnerved in the entirety of his life.

Kaoru vaguely heard footsteps coming toward him from behind.

The man before Kaoru looked happy with the information he had received, however confused the informant was. Lee reached toward Kaoru.

"Kaoru, you're coming with me."

"No." Whispered Kaoru.

"What's going on here?" Hikaru asked as he pushed through the door to stand beside his brother, a half eaten apple in his hand. The officer closed a hand on Kaoru's arm and pulled him from the doorway.

"Kaoru Hitachiin, you have the right to remain silent-"

"What do you think you're doing? Are you insane?" Hikaru yelled as he stepped out of the doorway.

"-anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law-"

"No, no, no." Kaoru whispered as his brother screamed at the man pulling Kaoru's hands behind his back.

"-you have the right to an attorney, if you can't afford one, one will be appointed to you."

"You prick! He's not the killer, he talked to the killer! I thought he would be called in as a witness not a fucking suspect!" Hikaru shrieked as cold metal was snapped shut over Kaoru's wrists.

"Do you understand your rights?" Kaoru was asked as he was pushed toward a police cruiser, his brother's screams almost inaudible to his hazy ears.

"No."

IF YOU ARE CONFUSED BY THIS CHAPTER AND YOU IGNORED THE URGENT MESSAGE AT THE TOP OF THIS PAGE I REPEAT, READ THE LAST TWO CHAPTERS AGAIN. I COMPLETELY REWROTE THEM. GOOD DAY.

I don't know if I got the rights correct, but I watch law and order svu, so let's hope I did! Sorry for cursing at the end.