"Ah-"Mr. Yagami's mouth hung open in shock. As did the mouths of his co workers, Matsuda, Aizawa and Mogi. Their eyes widened with astonishment at the sight in front of them. At the moment words had deserted them. Or so it seemed.
"You're a girl!!" Matsuda literally squeaked. Sitting in an overstuffed armchair, her legs tucked up in front of her, sat the girl. Her black hair fell below her shoulders and a messy fringe flopped over her forehead but could not conceal her eye. Wide obsidian eyes, that looked oddly void of emotions. Her face was angular and pale from lack of sunlight. Perfectly shaped pink lips formed the slightest of smiles; clearly she found their shock a source of amusement. However they did have a reason to be as they were. For who had expected, L, the anonymous yet best detective in the world to be a young woman?
"Gentlemen, please take a seat, " Watari, the man who seemed like L's Alfred (Batman?) offered them. Mr. Yagami quickly composed himself and, nodding at Watari, took a seat.
Aizawa and Mogi followed suit. Matsuda, however continued to stare at L until he realized his collogues had sat down, he hurriedly flopped into the empty space left for him, thus making himself look quite ridiculous. But nothing less was expected of Matsuda.
Awkward silence prevailed for a while, as L dropped ten sugar cubes into her cup of tea. Obviously, she was not afraid of losing her slim figure.
"Wish Sayu could be like that" Mr. Yagami thought, remembering his daughter who was so worried about gaining weight that she was becoming anorexic. Now, L turned to look at them. Her eyes were dark rimmed- was she insomniac?
"Chief Yagami, I would like you and your co workers to know that everything you have seen, said or heard from the moment you entered this room is to remain strictly confident ional." She spoke in a slightly hollow but definitely feminine voice. Very different from the fake voice which they had become accustomed to refer to as L's.
"Yes, L. That was the condition on which we were to see you." Mr. Yagami's deep tone held no hint of his former astonishment. His colleagues nodded their heads in agreement.
Taking a small sip of her tea, L's eyes lifted to the ceiling.
"Those were the conditions I made- yes." She paused reflectively. "I do not make it a habit to show myself to people. In fact, it is only Watari and select few who know me as L. To everyone else, I am simply L the anonymous detective who solves puzzling cases. I do not wish their opinion to change when you have left this room."
"I assure you L, it will not change." Mr. Yagami said. He could tell that L did not trust them, despite the fact that she had agreed to meet them face to face.
"It is only the seriousness of the case that has forced me to show myself. A major blow for me. Though…" those eyes seemed to look through them to read their inner selves, "- any one of you could be the murderer." She finished.
"But that's outrageous!" Aizawa jumped up, his face furious at the accusation.
"Calm down, Aizawa! If L actually thought we had anything to do with these sudden deaths, do you think we would be here now?" Mr. Yagami reprimanded him.
"Indeed, Chief Yagami. I am 98 sure that none of you are Kira. The two percent can be assured by some questions I will be asking you later, independently." Apprehension flickered across the faces of the four members of the Japanese Police Force. For some reason, being questioned by this young woman seemed more than slightly intimidating.
"However, we shall come to that later. At the moment we have more to discuss."