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"Is this even legal," Iris sneered, "Unbelievable, un-fucking believable." "My, my, my, what a mouth you have," L said calmly. "All I'm asking is to give us the identity of Kira, then you can be free to leave." "How can I give you Kira's identity if I DON'T KNOW WHO KIRA IS?!" she screeched. L looked at the slim girl before him, her dark red waves cascaded past her shoulder and complimented her porcelain complexion. Her unusual eyes glared daggers right through him, their mixture of green and honey slightly unnerving him. "What color are your eyes?" he asked her suddenly. "Huh, wait what? You're asking me about my eyes now? This is such bull, I'm done answering or trying to answer all these ridiculous question, I want to go home," Iris glared. She seemed so sad underneath all of her anger for being question about Kira, I wonder why he mused. "Um, hello? Can you stop staring at me like that." Is this guy even for real, what kind of great detective looks like a social outcast, she wondered.
"Well I have deducted that there is a 5% chance that you are indeed Kira," L told her simply. He found if rather amusing as the color of her cheeks quickly rivaled the color of her hair. And here it comes, he thought. "THIS IS RIDICULOUS, HOW CAN I, WHAT, I DON'T EVEN, YOU'RE MENTAL" she screamed. "Yes, well that's all very nice, but it doesn't change the fact that I believe you may potentially be Kira. You will stay under constant surveillance and not be allowed to leave this building." "How is any of this even legal! You ass!" Iris felt the heat radiating off of her and wished she could stab actually daggers into the detective sitting in front of her. What a freak, she thought, he's sitting with his knees in his face, and has the biggest eye bags I've ever seen. I feel like his eyes are staring right through me, it's so uncomfortable, they're like black holes...
Later that night~
"This will be your home until your innocence can be proven. There are multiple cameras in every room, no blind spots," L told her. No blind spots, she thought, wait then that means... "THERE ARE CAMERAS IN THE BATHROOM YOU PERVERT!"
"Oh wow sounds like this girl is going to be a handful," Matsuda said to the other members of the Task Force. All the men were sitting in the computer room waiting for the return of L. "Ryuzaki," Soichiro said, "Who is this girl and why is she suddenly a suspect in the Kira investigation?" "Iris, she was acquainted with Misora Naomi and also Raye Penber, it appears she was the one to find Naomi after she supposedly committed suicide," L told them. "Wait so if they were all friends, how can you even accuse her Ryusaki?! That's so morbid she's probably grieving," Matsuda said. "Matsuda, contain yourself. I'm sure she is here for probable cause if it is Ryuzaki's decision," Soichiro scolded the young detective. The group of men all stared at the girl who was now blown up on the giant computer screen.
One month later~ "What are you talking about Ryuza-" "Holy Shi-" "Matsuda! Don't stare!" "What is she doing?!" On the screen Iris had decided to take a shower, but unlike her normal undressing and redressing in the actually shower she proceeded to undress outside the shower curtain. Slowly she removed her jeans and while pulling her shirt over her head she turned towards the camera and winked. "IS SHE SERIOUS?! DON'T DO IT IRIS!" Matsuda yelled at the monitor. L's eyes were glued to the monitor. Surely she wouldn't completely, his thought was cut off when Iris's thin fingers slipped off her bra. "She must know we are watching this!" Aizawa yelled, "Make her stop Ryuzaki!" "This is her making us listen," L said, although he couldn't stop the blush that was burning his cheeks. At least her back is facing us...what a body, he thought, too skinny though, I can see every bone in her, maybe I'll have her eat more cake... And now her panties were off. After her shower expose, Iris decided it was time for the big finale. Pulling on her shortest black robe, Iris's toes felt cold on the hard ground beneath her. If that didn't catch his attention, this will. Quickly applying a few coats of mascara, she slowly ran her fingers through her wet hair. Damn, looking good Iris! she thought. "U-um, R-Ryuzaki," Matsuda stuttered, although his eyes were attached elsewhere. "Yes, what is it Matsu-" L's words were cut off as he noticed what the other members were gaping about. Iris's bare feet padded slowly across the room, her hips swaying with each step she took. Her lithe frame draped in the thinnest of black robes and her hair still dripping wet draped down to her waist. He couldn't look away, none of them could. She sure knows how to make a statement, he thought. Iris was now in front of L, she waited for him to say something, but he didn't. Fine, she thought. She quickly pulled his feet out from under him, forcing him to sit in a normal position. Then she climbed into his lap, so that her legs straddled him. Their eyes locked and she ran her fingers down his chest. "Do you feel as embarrassed as I have felt, Ryuzaki darling," she whispered into his ear. She pulled away so that she could face him directly. She could feel his heart racing and decided it was now or never. Iris dragged her thumb along his bottom lip and tipped it forward. She broke eye contact and leaned her lips into his, right before they touched she said, "Take the cameras out of my room." As soon as she spoke the words, she quickly slid off of him and proceeded back to her room. L sat with a shocked look on his face, his face now the color of her hair. "Ryuzaki, are you okay?!" Matsuda shook his shoulder. The task members crowded the detective as he sat wide-eyed. Slowly, he turned back to his computer and rang Watari on the microphone. "Yes, Ryuzaki?" "Watari, please take down the cameras in Iris's room...that is all." Iris slipped back into her room, pleased and terrified with how things went. She fell back onto her door and dropped down to the floor, her hands were shaking, but she had made her point. She had won this round, there was no way she couldn't have. Why am I so shaky, she thought, It's not like I, like I...want him?
"Hmmmm, no progress in the Kira investigation I see," Iris mused from the couch she occupied at Task Force headquarters. She had been with the force for about a month and it seemed to her that all they could do was wait around for Kira to slip up. "Crazy question, but how the hell is there a chance I could be Kira if he has been consistently killing people and I've been here, doing nothing," she directed the question to L, but was answered by Aizawa. "You're lucky that we even allow you to sit down here with us," he muttered. In truth all the members were a bit leary towards her, but they couldn't help to think she really was innocent. "Yeah Ryuzaki, I mean Iris does have a point, right? I mean she hasn't done anything except sit here with us," Matsuda said. Iris smiled, Matsuda was the only one who actually cared about her, or the only one who let it show. "Thanks Matsu!" she chirped. The nickname caught L's attention and he observed the smiling girl. She is quite beautiful, he thought, snap out of it L, she's still a suspect...I think. Iris locked eyes with him for the briefest second and felt a blush slowly heat up her cheeks. He's so strange, but in a good way, she thought, ha! Is that a joke Iris? He's the one keeping you under constant watch. She was fed up with being watched, she was not Kira! "Ryuzaki, take down the cameras in my room," she told him. Everyone turned to her, except L, "No." Matsuda opened his mouth to defend his friend, but Mogi sent him a quick look that said it was better not to get involved in their argument. When Iris didn't respond L turned his chair around to find she had already left. "She just left...?" Matsuda said confused. "I have a feeling she's going to do something incredibly stupid," L muttered.
You win this round Iris, L thought, but I can play dirty too.