I marched back into the office, body armor still on me. I was pissed. I should've got him when I had the chance. I let down my team for being distracted and putting down my gun.

"Sakura, wait!" Naruto shouted, as I walk into the office.

Once I get there, I go to the white board, and write on it 'Uchiha's Wareabouts.'

"Sakura?" Naruto softly said.

I continued writing and said, "I put down my gun. This is my fault he got away."

"What are you-" I cut Naruto off and turned towards him quickly.

"He lives in that hotel. There's a room full of empty food cans, and a bed. Long story short, he found me and marked me with his Katana. I can't believe I let this whole mission down by being careless!" I yell.

"Haruno," Kakashi starts, "Calm yourself. There's no use getting worked up over this. It happens." He shrugs.

"No," I shout, "I've only been working on this case for one day, and it's already making me vulnerable! I've never worked a case before and failed!"

Kakashi walked towards me, and places his hands on my shoulders, and stares intently at me.

"It's been one day. We have time."

"No we don't! He could be killing three people at once right now for all we know, and now he knows my name. . ."

"What?" He asked.

I looked up at him, "He heard Naruto call my name. I'm sure he heard it. What if-"

He put his hand up to silence me, "Stop."

"But-"

"I said to stop. You're getting paranoid. From the looks of it, he only kills males. No females." Kakashi explains.

"That we know of. . ." I trail off, and look to the side.

He sighs, "I think you should go home and get some rest. Clear your mind."

I shake my head, "No, I-"

"Go home. . . Now." He demands sharply.

I sigh, "Fine."

~*~*~*~*~*~

I know Kakashi's right. I'm freaking out over a mistake. The thing about being a detective, is that we always have to keep our cool, no matter what. If I freak out too much, I could brain wash myself, and ruin the whole case.

Once I get home to my studio apartment, I throw my bag down on the ground, and slide my shoes off. After I do so, I take out my low pony tail, and brush out my mid-length hair with my fingers. I begin to realize I feel extremely filthy, so I start a shower.

After my shower, I start to feel a lot better about the whole situation. It was a mistake, and I'm bound to make mistakes every once and a while. Hopefully I'll learn from it. I throw on some sweat pants and a tank top, then comb out my wet hair. It's a usual routine I have after work.

My stomach begins begging for food with it's loud roar, and I go to the pantry. Nothing. . . Just a can of cranberry sauce.  When did I buy that? I shrug, and open my fridge. All there is, is an expired glass jar of olives.

I sighed, and grabbed my phone. It's always like this. I'm always stuck at work 24/7 trying to solve a case, or I'm on a mission to catch a criminal. I never have the chance to go grocery shopping. Usually when we're stuck at the office, everyone takes turns to go to the near by cafe to get pastries and coffee, or we get chinese food, or order pizza. Anything that's quick and easy to get is on the menu for us.

I order a large pizza, with vegetables, to try to get something healthy in my system. It's definitely going to be covered in grease and cheese, but it's better than nothing. Plus, it's a large, which means left overs when I come back home the following night.

The pizza eventually comes, and I pay with a smile, but not without a guy who looks like a teenager, scans my body, which led his tip to be zero, and a slam of my door to his face. I flop down on my couch, with my pizza in hand, and turn on the TV. I don't even see what's on the television screen, and I open the box of pizza. My mouth fills with saliva at the beautiful sight in front of me.

"Mass murders and robberies from one single man has made many citizens and residents lock their doors tonight." A women reporter says.

I jerk my head up, and keep watching.

"Approximently nineteen males have been murdered by a single slice to the neck by one man. Police have gotten identification that the man responsible for this is Sasu-"

I turn off the TV, and try eating my pizza without thinking about it. I'm not in the mood to hear the media tell me what I'm supposed to be investigating. It's already bad enough he knows my name and that I'm one of the detectives trying to put him to justice. He's only killed males, but what's stopping him from killing a female? It's quite strange, really. Like Naruto said, he might have been part of a gang that betrayed him, so he's been taking them down one by one. But that sounds sketchy. It's odd, really. I've investigated cases that involve up to five victims from one person, but not nineteen. How is he getting away with this?

Pushing aside the thoughts, I realize I already finished half of my pizza. Wow, I really must have been extremely hungry. Well, I only ate a bagel from the cafe this morning. . .

~*~*~*~*~*~

"Put down the weapon, sir!" I shout, while aiming my gun.

"Heh, your words don't intimidate me, Pinky!" The man said.

"Trust me, you don't want to do this! Please put down your weapon, immedietly!" My voice rises.

He grips the girl tighter, "Stop playing games, detective! You've ruined my chances! I want my passport, now!"

"You know very well I can't do that! Please, this is cruel! Put it down, now!" I'm literally screaming at this point.

"So, no passport, eh?" He asks.

I don't say anything, and my hands become sweaty from my tight hold on the gun.

"I see." A smirk comes to his face, "Say bye bye."

"No!" I shout, and a shot echos through out the area.

"No!" I scream, as I rise up from my bed.

I pant heavily, as my hair sticks to my face from all the sweat. I'm currently in a sitting position, and my mind is clouded with that memory. I shouldn't be thinking about it. It was all in the past, but it's just so terrible.

My eyes widen, when I see a shadow on my wall, but it disappears immedietly.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Since tomorrow's my Birthday and I probably won't be able to update, I updated tonight! Please give me feedback about what you think of this story, because I know this is VERY different from most!

Until next chapter. . .

Ta Ta ;D

~Kit_Katzzz