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Hey there peeps! Yes! An all new Fanficcie from me to you! Yes! This is completely different from my other ones. Well, not really because it is still a love story. Heh heh....oh well....So! I hope ya'll like it (and no I'm not from the South I just love to say ya'll cause it's fun, hehe) Ja na!

Title: The White Rabbit

Author: C'est Moi! KaBunny!!

E-mail: [email protected] (email me please!!)

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Naok-sama owns Sailor Moon not me!!

Chapter 1: Museum Robbed!!

Taking a sip of coffee, the detective walked into the police station. It was bustling with life and sleepy people. Darien grabbed a file off the front desk and headed into the back.

"Hey, partner, a curly haired woman replied, pulling his coffee away and taking a sip. "Cap'n looking for you."

"Really now?" he responded, pulling the coffee back. "Thanks, Jess." He gave her a smile before walking further into the police station. He turned a corner and headed down another hallway. He stopped halfway down the hall in front of a door that read 'Captain Lee'. He tapped lightly on the door with another sip of coffee.

"Come in," a male voice called through the door. Darien opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind himself.

"You wanted to see me?" the detective inquired.

"Yup," Lee said, munching on his toothpick. "Got a fresh case this morning. I want you and Jess to take it."

"What's it about?" Darien asked, plopping himself down in the nearby chair.

"The Museum was robbed last night. But, they only took one thing, a red crystal called the Crimson Red. So far forensics hasn�t found anything," he replied, with a sound of distaste in his voice. "This guy's a real professional."

"Uh-huh," Darien muttered, leaning on an elbow. "Do we really know if this person is a 'guy'?"

"No, but we've never seen a female work this well," Lee responded.

"What's the Crimson Red?"

"I was waiting for you to ask," Lee said, a grin plastering on his face. "It looks like a red diamond. It's part of a set of seven crystals called the Nijizuishou. They are all the colors of the rainbow. The Sunset Orange, Lemon Yellow, Reptilian Green, Ocean Blue, Mountain Purple, and Knight Black are the other six. (A.N. I didn't want to blues....or was there two kinda reds? Well, there was two of something, so I used black instead.) They are worth about three million each, but together they estimated to be about sixty million. Any thief would love to get their paws on it, but none have dared because of this man," Lee p;aced a file on the desk and pushed it toward Darien.

"Jonathan Moon, the greatest thief that ever lived," Darien stated, after seeing the picture inside the file. "What's his relevance?"

"Well, he claimed the Nijizuishou for himself, among other thieves, but he died in prison two years ago. So, the question is, who would be crazy enough to go after the sacred Moon treasure?" Darien just shrugged as Lee looked at him seriously. "But, it's your job to figure it out. You and your partner are to work this case around the clock, go it?"

"Check, Chief," Darien took the folder the captain was holding out to him. He then took as sip of coffee as he got up from the chair and walked out of the captain's office. He sighed, looking at the folder in his hands.

"What did we get now?" Jessica asked, peering at Darien from the end of the hall. "Judging by the look on your face, there will be no sleep for the next week."

"Try three," Darien mumbled, walking down the hall only to have his coffee stolen by the pretty petite woman.

"Three? Wow!" Jessica said, sipping the coffee innocently. "Must be something big. Okay, shoot."

"Does Jonathan Moon ring a bell?" Darien muttered, sitting down at his desk. Jessica sat on top of his desk.

"Yeah. But, unless I'm mistaken, he died in prison two years ago. Did he come back from the dead?" She teased, knowing Darien was very tense at the moment.

"Yeah, he did. His memory anyway," Darien smiled. 'Thanks, Jess. You always make me feel better,' he thought. "It's not him we're after, but this new thief that's after his treasure."

"The Nijizuishou?" Jessica questioned, sipping the last of Darien's coffee.

"Yeah. This new thief stole the Crimson Red from the museum last night," he replied, pulling nis coffee back. He frowned at her when he realized that it was empty. "Jess! Do me a favor and start buying your own coffee."