Sakura, Sakura, Smile down on me
Kira/OC/L
"You can say I'm not alone all you want, God, but even in your light, I see nothing. I feel nothing. I am still alone."
I opened one eye, then the other, the grin falling from my face slightly so that I could see. I smirked down at the young female policewoman who shook in front of me. I leaned forward over her, bracing my hands on my knees. I looked her over carefully, critically before my eyes narrowed in on her face.
"I'll need my stuff. The gun, 4,000,000 yen, the passports and the mercenary ID. My payment please." The woman gulped and with a feeble nod handed me a duffel bag with everything I would currently need.
"You weren't supposed to kill him." she suddenly cried, voice rough with fear and hate. Fear always tilled up hate, especially when I was involved. But it still aggravated me. I had done her a favor.
I swung around, coats twirling behind me, and took her up into the air by her collar, my arm muscles straining and flexing at the effort. I stripped her of her keys, wallet, badge, and gun, before I shoved a sakura blossom down her throat slowly, listening to the choking noises she made until she went limp. It takes a long time too choke someone into unconsciousness, not anything like what they show in the movies. I slid it farther down, before I was positive she was dead.
I dragged her body to the abandoned shaft mines we were very close to, in fact, our designated meeting place. I remained impassive, emotionless, empty, as I undressed her and, burning her clothes, then I slipped a grenade inside her stomach, pin still in. It was a short range grenade, but it would effectively destroy the body. I tossed her down a shaft, and lit a match on a nearby pile of wood. I threw all of the evidence down with her, before dropping a burning log on top of the body. Smoke started to rise, along with the smell of burning flesh. I would have about thirty minutes until the flame reached the grenade, and the heat and pressure would set it off. Then the mine shaft would collapse. And no one would ever know.
Without any thoughts or recognition, just my current goal, I climbed on the police-woman's motorcycle after stripping away all the legalities that identified it as a uniformed vehicle, and drove off to Japan.
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