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Hiko Kobayashi. Small. Witty. IT-ler at the KPD - the Konoha Police Department.
She's also extremely scarred, but thanks to her family she lives now a mostly normal life.
Kakashi Hatake. Tall. Secretive. A detective at the KPD, freshly transferred from the Special Forces Unit.
He's not happy about being degraded, but appreciated the change in environment.
She has walls to protect herself, but he has too. Soon they will be thankful for the presence of the other, as friends and lovers. Because not only Kakashi has some secrets, but Hiko too and her's are probably much bigger than his.
I know, it’s a tiny bit older (one year, cough cough), I’m sorry for that. But... Yeah, I’m just interested how the reactions to my first longer story will be, so... Yeah. That’s my weak apology. And it’s also somehow a little bit of a break from the one and only IrukaxReader story I post on my blog xD
Thanks to @miss-fandoms-shakespeare . Without you I wouldn’t know what to do anymore :D
Kakashi ran through the dark hallway. His breath hitched heavily and his legs felt like iron, but he still chased the dark shadow that fled from the cop.
“STOP! POLICE!” he screamed, but the shadow didn`t even twitch. Instead his prey even doubled his effort to get away from Kakashi and jumped over a pile of trash. The grey haired man huffed angrily and followed after the man.
‘Why does this always happens to me? Why can’t Gai get the one who runs away, but no! Always it’s mine who flees!’
The shadow got to a crossing, turned first left, then stopped abruptly and decided to run the right way down. Kakashi wondered what caused the man to decide otherwise, but just shook his head and followed the little thief around the corner.
A dead end. Weakly smiling the cop looked at the little man who desperately tried to find another way out, but the narrow passage was rimmed by cold flat stone walls without any chances to escape.
“Seems like you have chosen the wrong way.” said Kakashi and got closer to the runaway. The man had the face features of a rat, with the harsh lines that only formed from constant hunger and the life on the streets. “Now please come here and we can solve this matter peacefully.”
“Wrong way?” screamed the rat-man and giggled madly. “Only you are on the wrong way if you believe that I’m the wrong one!”
“What? Could you repeat that, I couldn’t quite follow you.”
“You’re wrong here you stupid police-bastard!”
“I don’t think so.”
The rat-man smirked triumphantly. “Then why do you believe that I’m trapped?”
Suddenly Kakashi was attacked by a mountain of a man, who tackled him from behind. It felt like a train crashed into him as the second attacker pushed him into the right wall. Pain exploded in Kakashis back and head when he hit the wall and a little grunt escaped his lips. The hands of the troll, big like shovels closed around his neck and pressed the essential air out of his lungs. Up to close even the face of the troll was ugly and his breath ghosted over Kakashis surgical mask and creeped under the fabric.
‘Uuurgh. Too much garlic.’
The cop struggled, digged his fingernails into the soft flesh of the armpits, but the troll didn’t even flinch. Instead he laughed sickening and closed the strong grip even further. Dark spots appeared in Kakashis vision. He gasped heavily, desperatly searching for air, but nothing came. He heard the rat-man stepping closer while he intensified his attempts to get free. “Stop your struggle you poor thing. Just let Toru press your life out of you.”
Toru grunted in agreement.
‘Guess I have no choice than to use this…’
Kakashi stopped every movement. His arms fell to his sides like he gave up, what caused the rat-man to snicker evilly. “Told you it is easier this way.”
While the little thief continued his happy self-praising, the cop tried to maintain his limp state and searched innocently with the tips of his fingers for his secret weapon. He didn’t worry about Toru, he was too dumb to actually realize that his prisoner was clever like a lynx and almost as dangerous as one. He felt the cold metal of his taser in his right pocket. Fast like a snake he tugged at it and pressed the contacts into Torus fat arm. “Sleep tight.” Kakashi rasped and activated the weapon. 30.000 volt ran through the troll of a man.
Immediately Kakashi could breathe more freely and as Toru loosened the grip around his neck, the cop shocked him again.
‘Just to be sure.’
“What!?” Rat-man couldn’t believe his eyes when his companions’ orbs rolled backwards and got on his knees, knocked out by the electricity. “How could you..?”
“Never underestimate the police.” Too exhausted to fight with the leftover, Kakashi just jumped at the man and knocked him with a straight jab to the jaw out. The rat fell to the ground like a puppet which strings were cut and the grey haired man dusted lazily his uniform off.
At this moment his partner on this trip decided to appear. “I’M COMING KAKASHI! DYNAMIC ENTRY!”
“No Gai, wait!”
But too late. Gai, in a bright green uniform of the Konoha Police Department, attacked like Bruce Lee the tired cop with a high kick. He blocked it and snarled annoyed at his comrade. “Could you please open your eyes Gai? It’s me!”
Gai blinked sheepishly, then crocked his head. “Ooh.” The energetic blackhead stepped back, sweating heavily. Kakashi knew what would come and sighed inwardly.
“I’m so sorry my dear rival! Please punish me any way you like and I will take it with every ounce of youth that I have in me!”
The masked man hold his hands up in a defensive position. “Maa, everything is alright. Just attack me not out of the blue anymore.”
“Such passionate and yet forgiving words! Kakashi, you deserve to be my eternal rival! And even today you beat me at our challenge!” Crying Gai took out of his vest a little notebook and scribbled the changed score down. Meanwhile the unwilling eternal rival shook his head, but smiled under the face mask, when he handcuffed the two attackers. “You’re now officially arrested. Everything you say will be used against you…”
“Hey, Itachi! I’m done with the restauration of the HDD. There’s something really interesting in a hidden file.”
“Show me.”
Hiko turned the pc monitor to her supervisor and pointed at a marked line in the document. “Read this.”
The black eyes raced through the words and one of his small rare smiles tugged at Itachis lips. “... Prize: 100.000 Dollar for one faked painting, special requests: from 50.000 Dollar upwards… Finally we got him.”
The short woman pushed her thick glasses up and smirked. “It was very well hidden, but not good enough for me.” She turned the monitor into the original state, while Itachi returned to his own desk.
“Write a report and then you can leave. Don’t believe I didn’t notice that you pulled an one-nighter at this.” The Uchiha sat down and began to work on his own task, while Hiko rolled her iceblue eyes.
‘Damn perceptive Uchihas with their over the top intelligence!’
“I saw that eye roll. Hurry up or I make you work as the charwoman again.”
“No! Not that! That’s just too cruel!”
To work as a ‘charwoman’ meant that Hiko had to help all the officers in the Konoha Police Department who were too dumb to handle their electrical devices, including the paper jam at the printer or deleting any viruses when one of the cops found a porn site all too interesting. She had to do it nearly twice a week because of her loose mouth, but she also knew that Itachi didn’t mind it like he acted. They were friends and it was for him a way of showing his friendship.
“I heard that your little brother starts tomorrow.” said Hiko while typing her report. “Wasn’t he the best in his class?”
Her supervisor nodded, to fixate on his pc to respond with words.
“How is he, I mean, as a human? Like you or even more friendly? Or is he even worse?”
“Worse. But he has his good days.”
“Oh no. A second icy Uchiha-prince, how will the ladies in our office survive that?” snickered Hiko.
“Probably not at all. He has a girlfriend right now.”
“What? A girlfriend? At least one of your family can continue the bloodline…”
His black eyes stared at her. “Tomorrow you are the charwoman.”
Feigning despair, Hiko slumped in her chair and pouted. “You meanie! Just because I dared to make fun of your sexuality. How is Kisame, by the way?”
“Good, good. It seems that I was wrong and the fishing business isn’t dead yet. His shop had to hire a temporary help and the boot cruises are doing great. He asked if us four could meet up again.”
“Do you have a date in mind?”
“How sounds Saturday for you?”
Hiko smiled and finished the last paragraph of her report. “Perfect. I will make my special banana bread. Do you want to message Obito or should I?”
“You can do it. If you text him he actually responds… Sometimes.”
The woman rummaged through her black backpack and found her cellphone at the very bottom. Grunting she unlocked it and typed fastly a message for the fourth of her close friends.
Hiko: Wazz up? Time @ Saturday?
The answer came almost immediately.
Obito: U bake banana bread?
Hiko: What do u believe?
Obito: U are a goddess in kitchen. Count me in.
“He will come.” said Hiko and chuckled at Obitos blunt compliment. “Do we meet at your place?”
Itachi nodded that the loose strands of his black hair swayed in the movement. “Yes. It’s for the best. Tell him that he is responsible for the drinks, Kisame and I work on the entertainment and you can bring whatever you like to eat.”
She placed her cellphone again into her backpack and searched for her headphones in the depths of this black hole. “Got’cha. Let me say that Kisame and his interpretation of “Girls just wanna have fun” was really really funny to watch. I actually want to see this or something else like this again.”
“Understood.” Impatiently the Uchiha waved at her when she finally got out of her chair and exited the office. “Don’t forget that tomorrow will also come the new puppies.”
“You said that I had Charwoman-duty. You have to lead them around and explain everything.”
“Damn. I knew that it had a downfall.”
Wildly laughing Hiko left the office of the IT force of KPD. Shaking her head she turned her Mp3-player on and rummaged through the songs.
‘Mhmm… Today I feel very Hollywood Undead like.’
Weakly humming to the song “Another way out” Hiko made her way to the exit of the beautiful police department building. Light flooded nearly all day through the wide windows and made the white walls shine in a mysterious light. She loved to work here and not only because the building was good-looking. It felt like she actually could DO something in the world, not just sit around and wait for death like others did.
‘I couldn’t be someone who works in a boring job with no real sense. I have to see the impact my work does and when I work with the police I can see it everyday.’
Hiko was a short woman of 29 years. She didn’t cross the 1, 60m mark, but had the self-confidence of a 2 meter giant. Her chocolate brown hair was hidden under a black beanie and together with her thick glasses it gave her the aura of a true nerd. She liked video games and mangas, yes, but she wasn’t a hardcore fan to death. She could also enjoy a good book or old movies, some inline skating or a doing judo.
But her true hobby, her one and only favorite subject was hacking. The thrill of working for months on a single firewall, searching for breaches in the codes and then the victory when she successfully invaded her target.
‘As long as they don’t catch me I will keep doing this. At least I don’t hurt someone with my actions, not like others.’
Hiko left the Konoha Police Department just when two police officers leaded three subjects inside. The woman sweatdropped because she recognized one of them: Maito Gai, an enthusiastic hyperactive screamer, who loved to surf on social websites, but kept forgetting his passwords for his mail-account. Hiko had to reset it already six times in this month. However she couldn’t recall the face of his partner and he was a truly outstanding appearance.
He was tall, at least two heads bigger than Hiko. His gravity defying hair gave him additionally a few more centimeters and she wondered if it was colored. Because nobody had natural grey hair like this.
‘Maybe he is already in his sixties…’
But she forgot fastly about this when she saw his body. The young slender figure of someone who trains nearly every second day without looking pumped up. Under the darkblue and black uniform his muscles moved and Hiko was reminded of a wild animal, like a wolf or another carnivore.
She made room for the group and listened to the last sentence that Gai muttered under his breath.
“…The score is now 49:52! I will catch up to you in no time, but until then I have to train with the power of YOUTH!”
A man, handcuffed and with the face of a rat whimpered. “Not that again…”
The grey haired man only smiled weakly at his partner, but Hiko couldn’t see his whole face. A face mask covered the mouth area and made it impossible to identify the features. His curved eyes gave away that he listened to Gai.
Before he spoke, Hiko continued her path home, in her mind already the next firewall that she would attack.
