L truly enjoyed their game of cat and mouse. Watching Light squirm, seeing the wheels turn behind her lovely almond-shaped eyes, he enjoyed it far more than he was comfortable with. It was indeed a power struggle, the intellectual battle between two great minds. Light was a bright and promising up-and-coming while "L" was revered as the world's greatest detective. He had her figured out, Light being Kira, but he lacked the definitive proof needed to convict. No weapons, no DNA, only gut instinct and circumstantial evidence that was "convenient." However, the closer L got to Light, the harder it became to convince himself that convicting her to death would be what he wants. At times he considered Kira's beliefs but then shook himself to remember that murder is murder.
Light Yagami was a brilliant and beautiful girl; L was aware the moment he read her file. The first time L gave Light Yagami any thought was when he studied her default picture attached to Soichiro Yagami's file during the initial investigation of Kira. He knew Kira had ties to the police department, but to what extent he did not know. As a response, he investigated all officers and relatives of these officers that were part of the Kira investigation. Although not earth-shatteringly beautiful, Light was indeed a lovely young woman. She had a sweet and delicate face, with wide eyes, innocent, and yet dark. Seventeen years old but already revered for her brilliant and calculating mind - she was already being scouted for Japan's detective force. The fact that she had assisted in solving cases with her father already gave L some relief that if he requested her assistance with the Kira investigation as a way to get her close, it would not be too ridiculous of a request.
Despite her angelic features and seemingly innocent facade, L learned quickly that underestimating Light was a huge mistake. She was very clever, that was made quite clear after the installation of the cameras and hidden wires throughout the Yagami household...
Light promised Ryuk a magnitude of apples if he found all the hidden cameras in her room and bathroom. I'll work whatever angles necessary, she thought bitterly. She figured this was inevitable, but regardless of how mentally prepared one is to being constantly under surveillance, you can never be truly comfortable. The thought of nameless detectives watching her sleep, shower, and shit was disconcerting. Nevertheless, she had to act like she was none the wiser.
Ryuk gravitated through the walls and offered the final count of cameras throughout the house. Light couldn't barely fight the bile that rose to her throat. 64 camera in her room alone. There's no way the Japanese police would do something as excessive as this - this...this must be L's doing.
"Can I have the apples now please?" Ryuk begged as his odd frame contorted. Light sat herself at her desk and booted her computer, giving Ryuk a side glance. "Come on, there's no cameras outside and I'm desperate!" He continued to plead. Light gave in and fed Ryuk seven apples under the pretense of getting the mail outside.
The remainder of her evening was uneventful, she studied for her exams but had the nagging, impeding thought of needing to shower later. Will they actually watch me? How many will watch? Despite being Kira, a God of Death by her own right, Light found that the prospect of "public" nudity scared her. Perhaps because there's some embarrassment to it, and that she felt powerless. Finally, it was getting late and she could not put off the inevitable any longer.
L had barely taken his eyes off the camera feed from Light's room from the time she got home from school. Given that he had little information on how Kira kills, he was afraid he could miss the "killing" occur. Although he was aware of the cameras in the bathroom, he hadn't actively thought about her routines in there. He watched her stretch up from her desk chair, and make her way to the restroom. Soichiro Yagami shuffled in the seat next to L uncomfortably. Both men turned their attention to next screen and watched as Light turned on the shower, and began pulling off her clothes, layer by layer.
"Ryuzaki please," her father begged. Light was nearly completely stripped, only undergarments remained. L thumbed his pursed lips, his usual physical depiction of him contemplating something. "Very well," he quietly replied. "She is your daughter and I'll respect this boundary." Soichiro sighed in relief as L got up to get more sweet treats from the cart Watari just rolled in. Ignorance is bliss, Mr. Yagami - surely you must know that I'll watch the feed later when alone? L thought to himself as he inspected the various cakes and tarts on the cart. He wasn't going to watch the feed of Light with perverted intentions, he just needed to be thorough.
Deputy Director Yagami left L's suite hours away, barely able to walk from exhaustion. L was still fully awake and had no intentions of sleeping. He watched the feed of Light sleeping peacefully in her bed, occasionally rolling around. She slept with her head on a thin pillow, and her body surrounded by other pillows. The sheet was kicked off at her feet, exposing that her sleep garments only were an over sized t-shirt and panties. L rewound the feed in the bathroom on one of the other monitors until it reached the moment of her being completely stripped. She almost appeared hesitant when she unhooked her brassiere, cautiously lowering it until it finally dropped to the ground. L watched her as she delicately hooked her fingers along the band of her panties and took them off.
He rewound and leaned in closer, watching the response of her body. Her chest seemed to heave slightly, as though she were taking a huge breath before revealing her breasts. He looked at her face in the reflection of the mirror in front of her, and although the camera quality was not the best, he could still see the weariness on her face. She is aware that she's being watched, L concluded. This brought a small smile to his face. Good, let her be uncomfortable knowing she's always being watched. Perhaps she'll slip up somehow. But even L knew deep down that wish was in vain, Light was too smart to allow herself any foolish mistakes. Her body language giving away her uneasiness at being naked was not a slip-up in L's opinion - he figured that she would come to the conclusion that there are cameras, and truly anyone would be uncomfortable with being watched during such an intimate moment.
As days passed, L continued this trend of watching the more private feeds after everyone had left the suite. Light even seemed to care less about the nudity, she would strip casually and brazenly. Much to her father's chagrin, Light would immediately start stripping once entering her room, regardless of where she was coming from, to change into something more comfortable. Her constant stripping and changing eventually made Soichiro give up watching his daughter entirely. "I'll just work on something else," he muttered. L continued to watch however. He noted that she was athletic, with more curves than he initially thought. He noticed some dark shadows on random parts of her body, which when he questioned Soichiro about the bruising, he responded that Light takes martial arts classes a couple times a week. L murmured something in response that Soichiro didn't catch.
It was true that Light was becoming very comfortable with the cameras in place, but she was also hamming it up a bit intentionally with the hopes of causing distress to whoever was watching her. Logic led her to believe it would be her father observing his household, that would be the respectful thing. However, there's no way her father could singularly watch his family, there's bias in that. L must be watching with him, she deduced in her head. Well then, L wants a show, I'll give him a show. She began by simply undressing as much as possible, whether it was just to change into a different top or to strip down to her bra and panties and lounge around her room. She swore she could hear groans of dismay every time she started to strip. That thought pleased her. She hoped by being this brazen the cameras would be removed sooner rather than later, but it was to no avail. You've got to be kidding me, Light thought angrily as Ryuk returned from his daily update on the camera situation. She had barely been able to keep up on her Deathnote entries, and now she was about $400 short from the mini-television that she hid in a bag of chips. It was clever, but it was an expensive burden she needed to bear. She hoped that by continuing the kills sneakily while under strong surveillance, it would provide her with an alibi, or at least force L to remove the cameras from the house.
"Hey Light, I heard something interesting...I'll tell you, but it'll cost you," Ryuk said suddenly. Light was studying, but gave him a side glance to let him know she was listening. "I want more apples and I don't appreciate you talking to me like a slave-driver. I'm a Shinigami not some animal!"
Light exhaled, contemplating. Maybe she had been a little hard on Ryuk, but he could be damn infuriating with his lack of help and nonchalant attitude. Plus the way he constantly cackles was highly distracting. She rolled her neck out, and then added a small nod at the end as her acceptance of Ryuk's terms. He grinned in return.
"Your daddy is home, and I heard him mention something over the phone about tonight being the last night with the cameras installed."
Dad is home? Light thought with surprise. She glanced at the clock - it was much later than she realized. Shit, I got to get to bed otherwise I'm going to pass out at school. She felt tense though, and after a moment she began to smile at her computer screen, partially due to relief of knowing the cameras will be gone soon, but also due to a mischievous thought that crossed her mind. So it's the last night of surveillance, huh? With her father being home, it meant that if anyone was monitoring her actions, it would have to just be L. I'll give L something nice to think about on this last night.