A/N: This is my first DN Fanfic, so please tell me what you think! ^^ Hope you'll enjoy it!!!
PS. I haven't watched DN for a long time, so some of the plot may be a little different from the original story. After all, this is a Fanfic! I can twist a few details here and there, can't I? XD
Disclaimer: I do not own the Death Note series or characters.
She Remembered
Chapter 1
The taxi moved slowly through the city streets, honking occasionally at a few cutters and J-walkers. It was a gloomy night, with dark clouds hanging over the moon, blocking off its light. There were few people on the streets, but there were a million cars on the roads. It's funny how people are too lazy to walk even for a few minutes on their own two feet. The driver of the taxi swore, then said, "Sorry about this folks, I know you're in a hurry."
"Not at all, not at all," replied Chief Soichiro Yagami, sitting in the front passenger seat. "It's not a problem."
"What do you mean it's not a problem?!" exclaimed Touta Matsuda. "We have an appointment."
"An appointment that you ought to shush about," quipped the young woman sitting next to him. Matsuda grimaced but fell silent.
The young woman sitting in the taxi with the two other detectives was around 24 years old, with dark brown, shoulder-length hair; it curved inwards elegantly into a fringe at her forehead. She had black, piercing eyes that held much more knowledge and experience than her actual years. She wore a light blue blouse with a black sweater on, and grey trousers covering her slim legs. She gazed out of the taxi window and tried to calm herself down. Why? Because the appointment Matsuda was complaining about, was actually an appointment with L, the world's greatest detective.
For the past few months, the Japanese police have been working with L on capturing Kira, a new criminal with a mysterious power of killing people without leaving a single clue or trace on how he did it. This deadly new criminal has caught the attention of L, and now, L had asked the remaining Task Force members to have a meeting with him, in person.
Jasmine Tasaki absentmindedly tapped her fingers on her right knee, wondering what the other Task Force members were thinking; Chief Yagami was probably coming up with an explanation about why they were so late, and Matsuda was probably wondering whether or not he should get L's autograph. Mogi, Aizawa and Ukita were in another taxi heading for the hotel L told them to go to. Matsuda shuffled in his seat, then asked Jasmine quietly, so that the taxi driver won't hear, "Hey, Jasmine, what colour do you think L likes?"
Choosing a coloured pen, Matsuda? Thought Jasmine.
"Matsuda, don't say any more," warned Chief Yagami.
"Uh, yes sir, chief!" replied Matsuda hastily, and fell silent once more.
Unable to resist a small smile, Jasmine felt proud of the chief. He was like a father to her, taking her in when she was looking for a job in Japan around a year ago. After that, they shared a strong bond between them; Soichiro Yagami could tell that she was a smart one, but he always offered his help here and there, showing that he cared about her.
At last, they arrived at the hotel. It was a big place, with uncountable windows. Chief Yagami paid the taxi driver and got out, followed by Matsuda and Jasmine. A second taxi arrived, and Mogi, Aizawa and Ukita joined them. Together, they found the room where L was staying. While all this happened, Jasmine's mind raced. Who is it? Who is it going to be? I wonder what he looks like...
Matsuda was just as excited, but unlike Jasmine, he said his thoughts out loud, "Guys, don't you think this is so exciting? Man, I can't wait to see L! I mean, it's L! The world's greatest detective! He's the best of the best! Wow...this is amazing! I can't believe we're actually gonna see what L looks like! L! Wow oh wow oh wow..."
"Matsuda, do us a favour and shut up," Aizawa said irritably. Matsuda blushed.
Mogi laughed heartily and said, "Com'on, Aizawa, give him a break. After all, he is the rookie!" He nudged Matsuda and laughed again. Matsuda just blushed harder.
Ukita sighed and said, "How 'bout we just leave him alone? Look at his face! L's going to think Matsuda's anti-social or something."
"On the contrary, he's quite the opposite," remarked Jasmine, grinning despite herself.
"Oh shut up, Jas."
"Be quiet, all of you," said Chief Yagami. The lift doors opened with a small ding. The group walked out of the elevator and arrived in front of L's hotel room. "This is it."
A nervous tension filled the corridor. Chief Yagami lifted his right hand and knocked on the door. Jasmine caught her breath and didn't dare to breathe. A muffled voice called out, "Come in." Chief Yagami twisted the door knob (which was unlocked for some reason) and the Task Force members walked inside the hotel room, closing the door behind them. Each single one of them was surprised by what they saw.
Standing before them was not a neat man in a tie or a suit, nor was he a person who looked like the world's greatest detective. Instead, standing before the stunned Task Force was a tall, pale man with black, spiky and messy hair which covered parts of his grey, shadowy eyes and thin face. The skinny man was wearing a loose, long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of faded jeans. He wore no shoes, revealing two pale, bony feet. Before any of the Task Force members could say anything, the man spoke, "I am L."
There was something about this man, who claims to be L, that reminded Jasmine of a certain person. But who? She just couldn't place it. Certainly, if she had met someone like this man, she would surely remember the moment, wouldn't she? But before she could get a hold on her thoughts, Soichiro Yagami spoke, "I am Soichiro Yagami, Chief of the Japanese Police Task Force." He showed his identification and police badge to the so-called L. Matsuda, Aizawa, Mogi, Ukita and Jasmine all did the same.
"Hmm..." grumbled the man. Then, he lifted his right hand in a gun position, and mock-shot the group with a small, "Bang."
"What the Hell was that?" Aizawa said out loud.
"If I was Kira, you'd be all dead by now," remarked L. "Kira needs a face and a name to kill. Please, don't give away your name and face away that easily in the future." He turned his back on them and shuffled into the next room, saying, "Please, make yourself comfortable. And turn off your mobile phones, please, they annoy me when I'm talking"
As Jasmine switched off her mobile, she began to analyze every single thing about this 'L'. The way he walked: hunched over and shuffling. The way he looked: well, not a very impressive sight, but he does seem to know a lot. The way he talked: a monotone voice, very common with detectives who took their jobs seriously. There's no doubt about it, she thought, it's him. She settled down on one of the couches positioned around a small coffee table, and listened to L's theories about how Kira would react to 100 FBI agents arriving in Japan to find him...or something like that. For once in her career, she wasn't paying attention. She just wanted to talk to this man, L, or Ryuzaki (just to be on the safe side), one-on-one.
Finally, she got her chance. After a while, L announced, "I'll need to have a private talk with each and every one of you, just to make sure Kira isn't among us."
"So are you saying you don't trust us?" questioned Aizawa rather aggressively.
"No, he has a right to question us. Think about it, we know that Kira has access to classified police information, so it's very likely for him to be one of us," cut in Chief Yagami. "I'll go first."
"Very well, please come with me, Mr. Yagami," said L, who got up from his couch and walked to another room and closed the door.
"Well, all we have to do now is wait," said Ukita, crossing his legs and arms.
"Gosh, this is so exciting!" exclaimed Matsuda happily.
"You're excited about everything, Matsuda, can't you ever be serious?" said Mogi, helping himself to a chocolate.
"Oh just let him be himself, it'll help relieve the stress," scowled Aizawa.
"And what are you so sad about, Aizawa?" asked Jasmine, also helping herself to a crystal candy.
"L doesn't trust us, so why should we trust him?! Maybe Ide was right, maybe we shouldn't trust this guy." Before they had left for the hotel from the police department, Ide had quit from the Task Force, stating that he wasn't willing to risk his life anymore, and that this L wouldn't be much help.
"We have to trust L, Aizawa! He's the best there is!" cried Matsuda.
At that point, the door to the other room opened and Chief Yagami gestured for Matsuda to come. "He wants to see you next."
"Wish me luck!" Matsuda said rather nervously and closed the door behind him.
Chief Yagami sat down and loosened his tie a little. Mogi commented, "Well that was fast."
"He seemed to trust me, I guess I did a pretty good job," joked Chief Yagami, although his voice was a little shaky.
"What kind of questions did he ask you?" asked Aizawa.
Chief Yagami bit his lip and replied, "L didn't want me to say anything about the questions and the conversation we had. He wants to keep it...confidential between him and myself." Aizawa scoffed at this and fell silent.
When Matsuda came back into the room, Ukita was sent for. After him was Mogi, then Aizawa. Finally, it was Jasmine's turn. She could hardly wait. She stood up, forcing herself not to run, opened the door to the other room and then closed it behind her as she entered. She arrived in a small, empty looking room, with two chairs positioned opposite each other at a round table. On top of the table sat a slice of cheese cake with blueberry toppings. L was sitting on one of the chairs, holding a spoon and eating the cake with delight. He glanced up at her and motioned to the cake. "Do you want some?"
Ignoring the question, Jasmine approached the empty chair. "We need to talk."
"Yes, I agree," L said as he lowered the spoon. "We do need to talk."
A/N: So, you've seen Jasmine and the Task Force, but what is her connection with L? Find out!! Next chapter will come soon, hopefully XD Please review!!
