Okay, a different edge on Death Note. Enjoy!
Unfinished Business
Chapter One
It was a typical day for Light, or so it seemed. He went to To-Oh for classes as per usual, ran into "Hideki Ryuga" after (quite surprisingly since the guy barely showed up) and had a very brief discussion with him. He then left in order to continue business as Kira normally did. Now, of course, Light had to be careful on that measure. He knew Hideki (L) could hack his computer anytime he wanted to, and was most likely monitoring his online activity.
Thankfully, Light was already a Criminal Justice major and was going to become a detective, so he could pass off a good number of his searches as resource material for his assignments and he'd randomly select to die at different times when he wasn't doing homework. Just to make it less conspicuous, Light made sure note only some of his victims while the others remained unharmed. It wouldn't do him well to neglect all of them but it would be worse to include all of them, and he made special note of the more "detailed" cases, despite half of them being nothing eventful.
He was actually going home to do another project, trying to ignore the tail he more than likely had. He had gotten used to the feeling of being watched, and quite frankly, he smirked at the challenge. Having someone of high intellect to go up against was exciting, and where it could be annoying, Light did thank the detective for it.
And it was at this thought that his simple day at college abruptly changed into something else. Just turning the corner, Light soon found himself being forced to the sidewalk, hitting with a loud thud. The sudden force that brought him down was now on top of him, and he couldn't help the groan that escaped his mouth. But he ignored the burst of pain in order to look at the object that hit him.
Unsurprisingly, it was a person- a woman about three years older than Light himself. She was fairly attractive with long, light purple-almost-white hair that was tied back into a ponytail. Her skin was pale and her eyes were large and were a crisp red. She didn't have a robust figure, but she was surely not average either. She was wearing a red trench coat over her torso and had on flared black pants with shining black boot with them.
The woman, Light soon noticed, was hyperventilating and bore a panicked expression as she scrambled off of him. "I'm so sorry!" She said suddenly, looking as if death had come to face her.
As poetic as that seemed to Light, he soon sat up; rubbing his head a bit and putting on his charming smile. "It's okay, Miss..." Light paused, hoping for the woman's name. He wasn't going to chance an encounter with one of L's colleagues, the risk was too great.
She took in a few more breaths; slowing down her heartbeat so she could answer properly. "Reyes. Seraphina Reyes." She introduced, reaching for the black bag that lay beside her before forcing herself to stand.
Seraphina, as she called herself, buckled under her wobbly legs and was about to meet the concrete had Light not moved to catch her. She was still out of breath and her expression did not change any as Light helped her steady herself. It was strange to him, since Seraphina was probably more athletic than her appearance fooled people into thinking. But considering the fact she knocked him down through a sprint, it wouldn't surprise the prodigy if she had ran a few miles before colliding into him.
Holding her in place with a firm yet gentle grip, Light couldn't help but notice something else. There was a bit of bruising around her neck and there was bandaging around her wrists. As if that weren't bad enough, the woman was looking back from where she came; fear and worry colliding in her dazed gaze down the path.
He sighed. It didn't take much to see her situation. "Reyes-san, perhaps you should go to a hospital, or the police station." He suggested, hoping she'd comply. It was unlikely, but Light hated seeing victims of a crime just walk away as if nothing happened to them.
She whipped her head at him; her expression becoming very serious as she shook her head, vigorously. "I don't need them. And even if I did, they could never help me."
Yeah, he was afraid of that. "Reyes-san-"
"Seraphina." She stated firmly. "And while we're on the subject of names, who are you?" She asked, glaring slightly.
Light couldn't help the small smile tugging at his lips. Ah, suspicion- what a common thing he seemed to be receiving. "Light Yagami." He introduced briefly. He wanted to help her; the people who did this didn't deserve to get away with this, but she was just letting it happen. It was a sorry sight, admittedly. But she wasn't going to trust the proper authorities with her problem, and he wasn't going to go about saying he's Kira. The albino-purple-head was no fool and she most likely didn't gravitate to the pro-Kira cult.
That...and the fact of just bumping into her on a day he had seen Ryuga wasn't a good thing. If he denied to help her, the detective would try to get closer, but if he helped her, he'd risk exposure. He had to make sure this woman wasn't of any threat to him before letting her leave. So, sighing once, Light had asked her in the form of concern: "Seraphina, if you won't go to a hospital or the police station, will you at least come with me so I can take a look at your wounds? As an apology for not introducing myself before?" And to make sure you aren't a distraction my enemy hasn't brought upon me, he mentally added.
Her hard gaze was on him; a rather distrustful one at that. Seraphina had stared at him like that for awhile before letting out a sigh of what could only be defeat. "I suppose, Yagami-san." She stated.
"Light." He shot back, placing a hand on her shoulder as he guided her to his house.
I hope Light isn't OOC to anyone. If he is, please tell me. I'd like to fix my mistakes so future chapters can be better. Hope you enjoyed!
~ K. Fang-sama
