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More Than Meets The Eye	By : Lanie12777 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1179 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters, nor do I make any money from this story. I also do not own the movie 'Abducted', that is owned by Lifetime.

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AN: I know, I know, I'm late with this update! I'm really sorry about that, this chapter just refused to cooperate with me. But I let Vitty read over it and she likes it (and again, I am my own worst critic). I hope you guys like it.
Thanks to moodysavage, G, Talltree-san and Bree for your reviews.
Special thanks to Vitty Rose for reading over this for me, thank her for the update as she encouraged me to post.
Chapter 7
Iruka sighed for what felt like the hundredth time as he pored over Sasuke Uchiha's prison files. He'd been reading for several hours now, and his eyes were beginning to cross as he continually re-read the same information over and over. He reached for his cup of coffee, only to find the mug empty. He glowered at it as though it were a living entity and denying him his caffeine purposefully before turning back to the files.
"Still no luck finding anything that could point us to where Uchiha took Naruto?"
Looking up, Iruka met the steady gaze of his partner. Kakashi was leaning against one of the walls in the small office, the office they'd been sharing in the police department for the last five years. The collar of his turtleneck was tucked down under his chin, revealing his face and the small smirk gracing his lips, letting Iruka know he'd witnessed his little pout with the coffee mug. His mismatched eyes watched him closely, belying his easy demeanor.
"No, I can't find any mention of living family members or even distant relatives. Nothing about any close friends other than a couple employees and the murder victim, and his ex-wife is remarried and living upstate with her new husband." Iruka's voice was low, frustration evident as he glared down at the seemingly useless files.
"Don't stress yourself, 'Ruka. I've got another file to sift through anyway," Kakashi moved behind the brunette, rubbing his shoulders briefly before urging him to move aside so he could sit. "Go get some coffee and take a break while I go over it again, ok?"
Nodding, Iruka stood and grabbed his mug, moving to the small table with the coffee maker and various condiments. He emptied out the old liquid and re-filled the carafe with fresh water, adding a scoop of ground beans and pouring the water in. The pot immediately began brewing when he flicked the 'on' switch, the scent of fresh coffee hitting his nose and helping to calm him down a bit.
Iruka studied the broad figure of Kakashi as he sat looking over Sasuke's info and the folder he'd brought in as well. The man's silvery hair was sticking up in all directions; Iruka thought it could use a trim. Kakashi's eyes, one a dark grey and the other a strange reddish-brown color, were fixed on the papers he was reading; Iruka knew how focused they could get when he was engrossed in work.
Iruka stifled a yawn as he waited for the coffee to finish brewing, noting it was nearly three in the morning. This was one of the things he hated about his work: the crazy hours. Not that he'd even think of quitting and finding different work, he loved his job too much to even consider that. But he did wish sometimes for more normal hours. Being home in bed, cuddled up with Kakashi, sounded awfully damn good right now.
The silence in the room was broken only by the sounds of pages being turned and the slight sputtering of the coffee maker as it finished. Iruka rinsed out his mug and poured himself a cup, adding in a little sugar. He grabbed an extra cup, filling it and taking it to Kakashi.
"Here, you're gonna need this."
"Thanks," Kakashi smiled up at Iruka, taking a small sip of the hot drink as he went back to reading.
"So there's no record of any family living? I remember hearing about an older brother when Uchiha was first arrested, though no one could find any trace of him. It's like there's a block on his family history."
"I don't know. You'd think if he had a brother he would've shown up for his brother's trial. Unless they're estranged or just don't get along at all." Iruka sat on the edge of the desk, facing Kakashi as the pale-haired man leaned back in the swivel chair.
"State seemed to think they had a solid case. A very substantial amount of the victim's blood and DNA was found in the trunk of Uchiha's car. He'd even been seen the day before in a heated argument with Uchiha; hell, his own employees except one all testified that the argument was pretty rough." He pointed to the set of papers he'd been reading.
Iruka frowned at that. "That's what is so odd. I mean, they convicted Uchiha on murder in spite of no body being found, and his wife helped put him away. She even got weepy on the stand, saying how she was scared of his temper. Seemed a bit too contrived, don't you think?" He rifled through the files. "What was the victim's name again?"
"Alex Huang. Half-Chinese; mother is American, father moved to the U.S. from Luzhou prefecture when he was a teenager. Only information in the file on him is their names, nationality and birthdates, but no known address, work or home numbers are listed; not even their social security numbers are here. It's like the file has been cleaned out almost."
Iruka glanced down at the file, seeing a small picture of an unsmiling brown-haired young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties. He picked it up. "Sloppy police work, no body, his lawyer was a bumbling idiot assigned by the court, and his own wife testified against him; guy was railroaded." He set the picture back down, meeting Kakashi's questioning gaze.
"And the ex-wife cleaned out Uchiha's bank account, sold his shop and their house for a hefty sum and took off. Didn't even wait a month before she married again. Pretty sure she was seeing the guy while married to Uchiha."
"So you have a guy, upstanding citizen by all accounts, owns his own business – which is flourishing at the time. Suddenly his supposed close friend turns up dead, and his wife and employees all say he did it. No record of any violence or arrests. Just doesn't sound like a cold-blooded killer.
"Then we have Naruto. Gets along with everyone, does community work and charities, and is married to the warden of the very prison Uchiha escaped from. The same warden who is having an affair. I questioned a few close friends of Naruto's, and one, a Sakura Haruno, told me Naruto had asked the warden for a divorce because he had proof his husband is sleeping with his assistant. And the day after he does he's kidnapped by an inmate at his husband's prison? I don't think that's coincidence."
"I agree. It's just a bit too convenient for Uchiha to just grab Naruto when he could have escaped on his own much easier. So why'd he take him?" Kakashi queried.
Iruka pushed the files back and glanced up. "Good question. I think maybe we need to dig into Mr. Wilkes' financial and personal information closely. I have a feeling he's at the center of all this." He stood, stretching his back. "Guy gives me the creeps too." Kakashi laughed at the disgruntled look on his partner's face.
"Let's just keep this quiet until we get some solid proof. Don't want to spook him and send him running." Iruka agreed.
Kakashi stood. "Come on, let's head home. We can get a few hours' sleep before our next shift starts. Genma will call if anything new comes in."
Iruka nodded, grabbing his coat and following Kakashi out of the office.
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Sasuke ground his teeth in annoyance with every bang on the bedroom wall. He glared at the other side of said wall from his location on the couch. 1… 2… 3… 4… thud. 1… 2… 3… 4… thud.
This was apparently Naruto's way of irritating Sasuke now. He'd done the same thing the day before, banging on the wall for more than three hours before stopping at lunch only to begin again for another few hours afterward. He'd done it well into the night, disturbing Sasuke who'd been trying to sleep on the lumpy, uncomfortable couch. He was half-tempted to drag Naruto outside and chain him to the porch and sleep in the nice soft bed. He was still contemplating that option.
After an hour of this repeating pattern, Sasuke finally got fed up and stormed to the bedroom doorway. He searched the room, not seeing Naruto at first. As his eyes traveled over the left side of the bed, he spotted the blonde lying on the floor with his legs up on the wall, his feet thumping alternately every few seconds with the chain hanging down and making soft clinking noises with every movement. It looked almost like he was trying to practice tap dancing.
Thud.
"Will you please stop that?"
Looking up, Naruto gave a bored glance at the irritated man hovering in the doorway before turning his attention back to the wall and continuing his banging with his feet.
"I'm bored. You won't let me out of here to watch TV, and don't tell me there isn't one because I heard it last night. And there's nothing else to do. If you didn't want me to bother you then you shouldn't have kidnapped me." Naruto didn't add that he also did it because he knew it was annoying Sasuke. If he was bored, then he'd make damn sure Sasuke was bothered enough that maybe he'd let Naruto go. And if not, then Naruto would settle with knowing it was driving the other man crazy.
"For a kidnap victim you sure as hell are demanding. Who's to say I shouldn't just kill you now and save myself the trouble?" Sasuke's voice came out in a snarl.
Naruto's gaze lifted to meet Sasuke's. "Because I figured if you were gonna kill me, you'd have done it already. I've been here for three days, and you've done nothing." He sat up, folding his legs underneath him and stopping his irritating banging to Sasuke's relief.
"The way I see it," Naruto continued, "you need me. I'm your leverage. You get in a tight spot with cops, you know they won't come busting in here because of me." He smirked at the fuming dark-haired man. "Go ahead, tell me I'm wrong," he taunted.
Silence met Naruto's statement as Sasuke sighed. "Fine. If you'll stop that infernal thumping I'll move the chain to the living room and you can watch television." Seeing as that was the only way he was going to get any peace, Sasuke left to retrieve the key for the padlock, ignoring the now gloating blonde man. He'd kept the key on the kitchen counter instead of in his pocket, that way there was no risk of Naruto getting hold of it. Sasuke grabbed the key and walked back to the bedroom.
His hand slid into his pants' pocket, feeling the small scrap of paper there; he'd kept the note Orochimaru had given him just in case. It might be the only thing to help convince Naruto when he tells him the truth about his husband. He frowned to himself, not looking forward to that.
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Itachi Uchiha was not a happy man right now. The little brother he'd been searching for these past four years had finally been located, only the information Itachi had received was far from pleasant. To discover Sasuke had been sent to prison, on murder charges no less, sent a surge of anger through the older Uchiha. His brother was no murderer! He slammed the file closed that his personal assistant had given him, not being able to bear looking at Sasuke's mug shot any longer.
"Thank you, Konan," he waved absently over the file, "were you able to get me a copy of the court transcriptions?"
Konan nodded, handing over a thick pile of paper. "This wasn't easy to get you know." The young woman stood straight in front of Itachi's desk, her shrewd eyes watching him closely as he flipped through the pages. She'd worked with the stoic businessman for a few years now, and she knew him well enough to know that he wouldn't stop digging until he found whatever it was he was looking for. Seeing as Sasuke was his only living relative now, Konan was sure he'd stop at nothing to prove Sasuke's innocence (he would never believe his little brother killed a man in cold blood) and bring him home. "I also made sure to confiscate any personal information on your family as you instructed." That had puzzled her a bit, but she knew Itachi was a very private person and hated anyone prying into his family's background.
Itachi nodded. "Very good," he shut the folder and stood fluidly from his desk, opening a small briefcase and packing the files into it. "Tell the pilot to ready the jet; I want to leave for Konoha within the hour."
Konan bowed her head slightly in acknowledgement, pulling out her cell to make the requested call as Itachi left the room. She gave the necessary information as she quickly headed to her small room on the other side of the mansion. She needed to pack; no way was she letting Itachi go alone.
**Ok, I decided to add Itachi in this version because the original had no mention of any family for either character, and I wanted to add a bit more to the storyline. This was my intention from the beginning when I decided to re-write this story. You'll find out more about what happened between him and Sasuke in the next chapter.**
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