Kaoruko was sitting at her desk, stirring her coffee. It defiantly wasn't a fancy coffee like she preferred, but it did keep her awake to do her extra assignments outside of homicide. Her police work was what got her away from her crazy family, particularly one by the name of Sakon.

"New case for you Tachibana!" Kaoruko took a deep swig of her coffee. She was taking certain complaints that the guys didn't see fit to be able to take. These were ones involving women who would be more comfortable with a woman cop. Though Kaoruko wasn't sure if she was the best candidate for this.

A round lady sat down in front of her. Kaoruko had a lot of composure not to grimace at the ladies over indulgence in makeup. Kaoruko pulled out an incident report. "Name, mam?"

"Yami Nabara," The woman said, clutching her very small purse.

"Date and time of incident?"

"Yesterday afternoon at sunset. I was on the bus."

Kaoruko blinked a couple of times. This caused the lady to glare at her. "If you thin this is another, I think the teenager is going to steal my purse, it isn't. But it is about a teenager. See, I saw this fifteen to sixteen year old with green hair. I am quite sure he had stolen from a museum or some place a red haired Bunraku puppet."

"Hold it. I think you need a different person for this." Kaoruko said. "I will be right back."

Kaoruko walked over to the person in charge of the department. "I need someone else to take this one."

"What, you chicken Tachibana?" The guy laughed. He then saw the lady. "Sheesh, she's scary like my old Auntie. Never mind."

"Her suspect happens to be my nephew Sakon." Kaoruko poked him in the chest.

"How do you know?" The guy was trying not to laugh again.

"What other kid do you know with green hair who runs around with a red haired puppet?" Kaoruko snapped.

The man sobered up quickly. "All right, I'll get someone."

M

Ms. Yami was transferred to another officer's desk. Two officers were plotting on the land slide and told the rookie that the force had gotten a week ago that it was his first shot at a solo job. He had no clue he was being set up. He was too excited, expesully since there was already a suspect penciled in. He had no clue that was part of the set up.

"I believe a certain young man has stolen an antique" Ms. Yami said, her lipstick sticking as she talked. "He was also, how to put it, disturbing the peace. He was a Neanderthal. his ways a disgrace to old customs."

"Many children disgrace old customs,"

"Well, the difference was this was sacrilegious and distasteful show to one of our countries art forms."

"I see." The rookie spoke with her a bit longer. After he was done, he went and stood up. All he had to do now was find out where his suspect lived. It would be easy to find him as there weren't that many boys with naturally green hair.