AN: First Deathnote fanfiction! I hope you enjoyed this little bit. Tell me what you think :) I, obviously, do not own Death Note or any characters except for the OC. Update (Sept 26): this story has been edited! Grammar fixed up, things added, made the format of each chapter more constant and whatnot.
PROLOGUE
"Hey, Lawl-"
"Sh."
"Right," she softly sighed as she approached the man hunched over a laptop with a shining screen. She allowed herself to fall back and sit next to him as they stared at the news – about recent mysterious murderers in Japan. "Your next assignment?"
"I'm curious," he murmured back to her, his black eyes never leaving the screen. "I actually…want to go oversea and investigate it myself." She raised an eyebrow but didn't comment as she reached forward to dip her finger across the icing on a cake.
"Mm, well it does seem interesting," she said after a while. At last, he turned to face her. His hair was dark and tousled, and there were prominent bags underneath his very black eyes but this was the face she had grown accustomed to after many, many years. The more she thought about the details of the case - such effortless seeming murders, the more worried she became. "I'll be coming with you, if Watari agrees."
The smallest of smiles hinted on his face. "I don't think I need help," he stated, "I'm quite confident about how to find…Kira," he said, his eyes flicking back to the screen of a list of names.
She stopped. "Just don't die on me."
"Oh?" He seemed distracted yet again.
She scratched her head and exhaled but the lingering fear didn't leave. "I just have a bad feeling about this case," she continued and made up her mind, "I am coming with you." She looked at him boldly, her grey eyes staring intently at his. His eyes slid to his side and he quickly analyzed her face with a sigh.
"Well I suppose you would," he said quickly. He noticed the way her eyebrows were pulled together in anxiousness and he sighed. He couldn't fathom why she seemed so worried but he would rather not have her concerned anyway. He leaned forward, picking up a red velvet cupcake iced beautifully and garnished with sprinkles. "Here, have a cupcake."