Title: Angel of Death II: Second Trump (Death)
Subject: Death Note
Genres: Drama/Romance
Sub-genres: Humor/Friendship/Hurt/Comfort
Front Summary: ‹AU; Sequel; Pairing Spoilers Inside› Nyoko Kurogawa is faced with a choice between L and Kira. Whose side will she choose?
Summary: ‹AU; Sequel; Pairings In Separate Section› Faced with the final choice, Nyoko must decide who lives and who dies. Will she protect L, her first love and best friend, or will she allow Kira, her sworn enemy and possible fatal attraction, to attain the final victory over L? One thing is for certain: one of them must die.
Pairings: For those who want a refresher about the pairings, here it is. There is also a NEW pairing. And please remember, these are in no order.
SPOILERS BELOW:
LxNyoko(OC)
Faux (fake) LightxNyoko(OC)
One-sided NoMemories!LightxNyoko(OC)
One-sided NearxNyoko(OC); NearxNyoko(OC) later
One-sided LightxMisa
One-sided Kuro(OC)xNyoko(OC)
(Note: There's one more pairing I didn't put here, but it would be a major spoiler for the third addition to this series. I'd like to keep it secret.)
Notes: I call this AU since basically every fanfic is AU if it changes something.
Also, I changed Near and Mello's ages. Check the first fic for details.
Again, if you think my OC is a Mary-Sue, good for you. She probably is, but I'm doing the best I can.
And, one more thing:
You're going to hate me, but just hear me out.
I've been absent from this story for a long time because I keep battling with the characters. What I mean by that is that when I take on writing a fanfic for a fandom, the characters and any OCs for the fandom that I make get stuck in my head, helping me to write the story.
This is very easily done to my poor brain because I have Dissociative Identity Disorder, so the characters can literally attach to aspects of me and take on some kind of life in my head.
I know; normally, only tragic events cause personalities to form in people with DID. However, I'm an exception to a lot of the DID rules, such as that my past wasn't filled with traumatic events like rape or witnessing deaths.
Now, carrying on with the original thought, I'm having a problem with my Light persona. He wants a plot twist that doesn't make sense and is basically just a way to cause some drama. I don't really want to do it.
The below is SPOILERIFIC, so don't read if you don't want it spoiled. Come back and read it if you're going "wtf did you do that for?! omg, you suck!" or such as that.
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Persona!Light wants Written!Light to be in love with Nyoko(OC) after his memory loss about the Death Note. Then, when he gets his memory back, he gets all kinds of confused about his feelings and struggles with his massive ego, leaving him unable to understand if he feels something for her or not. Logically, it's hard for Light to actually love someone that much while he's in Kira mode.
So, to pacify Persona!Light, I'm taking that course, but with a compromise!
In the end, Light will tragically never know what the hell he feels about Nyoko, which means the reader can decide whether or not he loved her. In a sense, it won't really matter, but wouldn't you hate ending up never knowing if you're in love or even just have a crush on someone? I thought it was tragic. That was the only good way I could spin it that satisfied Persona!Light.
But, because of this, Nyoko(OC) ends up as more of an MS. Arrrgh.
I had to compromise or Persona!Light would never have let me get on with the story, though.
You may hate and flame me for this part of the fic. I hate myself, too.
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END SPOILER
Disclaimer: Death Note is owned by Tsugumi Ooba, Takeshi Obata and whoever else owns it. I in no way claim it as my own; I just like to abuse the characters more than Augustus Gloop likes chocolate. Any new characters are mine and any other new stuff is mine. I make no profit off of this silly fanfic and I don't intend any harm from it. No sue me, plz?
A/N: Welcome to the second story in my series!
Btw, I must announce my love for Matsuda. He's totally my second favorite character of the series. He's just adorable and I want to huggles him.
Angel of Death II: Second Trump (Death)
by KuroShinigami13
Prologue - First Trump (Life)
Death Note
How to Use It
- Even the original owners of the Death Note, gods of death, do not know much about the note.
Matsuda opened the door to the room where Ryuuzaki and the others had been watching Misa on the monitor, revealing Light in the doorway. In the room were all the men on the task force, Musiko absent.
The young brunette walked into the room, all those present silent.
He broke the silence, "Ryuuzaki... Like I said over the phone... I could be Kira."
His father's eyes widened in shock, Soichiro running over to the young man, hands to his shoulders.
"No, Light!" he shouted, shaking his son by the shoulders. "What are you talking about?! Why would you even say something like that?! Why?"
Ryuuzaki watched the exchange, 'There's no real proof that Light Yagami is Kira, so why come here to announce that you could be Kira?'
'...It's an act,' the detective concluded.'There's no 'could be' about it; you are Kira.'
'What do you hope to accomplish by this?' pondered the raven-haired man.
"Look, dad," Light said, not meeting his father's intense gaze. "If Ryuuzaki is L, then it's safe to say that he's the world's best detective, and right now he seems pretty sure that I'm Kira."
He turned his gaze to Ryuuzaki, then closed his eyes as he spoke, "We know L's never been wrong before."
"Wh-What are you saying, Light?!" his father demanded. "Stop this!"
"What about that FBI agent?" the young man questioned. "Raye Penber. It was me he was investigating immediately before he died, and I was in Aoyama on May twenty-second."
"Also," added the brunette with a feigned solemn attitude, "I'm the first person in the Konto region that Misa, the alleged second Kira, approached."
"It's all been me," he asserted. "If I were in L's place, even I would have come to the same conclusion."
Light opened his dark eyes.
"Ya see," he began, lifting his hands and staring down into his palms, "subconsciously, I might be Kira. If that were the case, I could be him and not even know it."
Soichiro watched his son, still shocked by his words, muttering, "No, Light..."
'I see,' the detective realized as he watched the younger man. 'So you're not conscious of it, huh?'
"I... I'm not sure of anything anymore," Light gave his faux confession, shaking his head. "I'd never kill someone, but... unconsciously, who knows what I'm capable of? Another me could be killing people as I sleep."
"I'm afraid that's not possible," Ryuuzaki intervened, refuting the young man's theory, now turned away and looking forward from his seat.
"Not possible? What do you mean?" asked Light, looking up to the detective.
Ryuuzaki's eyes gazed to the side in Light's direction, "Well, I never mentioned this to you, but at one point I had hidden surveillance cameras installed in your room for five days."
Light pretended to be surprised, eyes wide, "Cameras?"
"Yes," the raven-haired man confirmed. "Every single night, you slept normally; criminals whose names were broadcast were still dying, even though you would have had no way of knowing about them. But this didn't prove your innocence to me; all it proved was that if you were Kira, no amount of camera surveillance would reveal that fact."
"Wouldn't reveal that fact, huh?" Light mocked carefully, then stuttered slightly as he carried on his act. "I-I don't know; it could be true."
He placed his hand to his forehead as if every thought he had was merely confusing him, his acting now much better in his mind than the time Musiko had told him to take acting lessons. For this, he mentally commended what he thought to be an award-worthy performance.
"I have to admit," he added, hand falling slightly, "I've found myself thinking that... some criminals deserve to die. If I can think like Kira, then how can I be sure... that I'm not actually him?"
"Hold on, Light!" Matsuda interrupted. "I feel exactly the same way."
He walked up behind the brown-haired young man, explaining himself, "I've found myself thinking before that some people would be better off dead."
"But still, that doesn't mean we're gonna go out and kill people," the brown-eyed officer insisted. "Isn't that right? Besides, criminals were still being killed even while you had no knowledge of them. I mean, the surveillance cameras proved it, didn't they?!"
"Well, no," Aizawa informed his colleague. "Because we were short of investigators then, we only watched him while he was at home... Truth is, we weren't able to watch him every hour of the day. It's possible he could have found some way to kill those criminals while he wasn't at home."
Ryuuzaki picked up his cup of tea, thinking the situation over, 'This was premeditated; it's no accident you chose to do this now...'
'Well, what if we incarcerate you for a while; imprison you like we did Amane?' the raven-haired detective pondered, one bare foot rubbing the other. 'If criminals whose names were made public keep dying... then it would lead us to think that you're innocent, right? Is that how you imagined it?'
"Honestly, I don't like the way that this is going at all," announced Ryuuzaki. "But what choice do I have? Let's do it."
Soichiro gasped, still unwilling to believe his son could consciously or subconsciously be Kira.
"I need you to fully restrain Light Yagami," the detective continued, thumb to his lips, "and place him in solitary confinement."
"What?!" the Chief shouted. "You can't--!"
"You want us to... confine him?" Matsuda asked with equal shock. "Seriously?"
Ryuuzaki replied, "If we're gonna do this, then it has to happen immediately. From this point on, you can't be allowed to go anywhere where I can't see you."
"This is crazy!" Soichiro exclaimed, walking towards the back of Ryuuzaki's chair. "There's no way my son could be Kira! My son's not capable of--"
"It's okay, dad," Light said quietly, as if in defeat.
"Stop this, Light," his father demanded.
"Listen," the young man said. "Something has to be done about this. As long as I'm having these doubts, I can't work with you to catch Kira."
"But, Ryuuzaki," Light turned his attention to the detective, "promise me this: until you can say with absolute certainty that I'm not Kira, you cannot set me free no matter what I might say or what condition I might be in."
"You have my word," the raven-haired detective promised, then looked up toward Soichiro. "Mister Yagami, can you come up with some sort of excuse for Light's absence - something to tell your family? And... please do it now."
"But... this is all so sudden! What should I say?" the Chief questioned, overwhelmed. "And I see no reason why he should be in prison."
"Let it go, dad," Light urged his father, looking over to him. "If I don't do this, I won't be able to live with myself."
"But, son, do you really mean that?"
"Yeah," confirmed the Superintendent's son. "I believe that by giving up my very freedom, I'll defeat this fear that Kira lurks within me."
The young man then looked toward Ryuuzaki, "But before I do this, I need to speak to Musiko."
"What?" his father asked incredulously at what appeared to be his son's final request before imprisonment, the man obviously never having been fond of his relationship with the woman.
Ryuuzaki replied reluctantly as he took out his cell phone, "Granted."
The detective dialed Musiko, who answered the phone.
"I need you now, as quickly as possible," he informed her, then hung up upon her agreement.
Musiko walked into the room, noticing everyone looking so serious and grave.
"Great. Who died now?" she asked oh-so-tactfully, moving further into the room.
"Musiko," Light said, catching her attention, the singer turning to face him with an inquisitive look.
He walked over to her, a hand to her shoulder, "I'm going to be confined to decide once and for all if I'm Kira."
"I figured it would come down to something like this," she replied, faking sympathy and attempting a small, supportive smile. "I've had my doubts at times, but now I can say for certain that I know you'll be cleared, Light."
He smiled back, mind racing, 'When I lose my memories, I won't be able to pretend I love her, but maybe I'll remember all those times with her and be able to pull this off without making her think I was lying all this time... It's a shot in the dark, but worth it.
'So, playing the part of her lover,' he coached himself inwardly, eyes never leaving Musiko's midnight blue orbs, 'I should obviously kiss her goodbye, but... everyone's in the room...'
'Damn it,' the young man cursed the situation.'But I have to.'
Light eliminated the short distance between himself and the songstress, his lips meeting hers as his other hand rested to her neck, the two sharing a deep kiss for a few moments before both parties mutually parted.
"Light!" Soichiro shouted with disgust and horror at his son kissing that infernal woman.
The young man ignored his father's indignant cry, eyes still locked with Musiko's as he spoke, "I love you."
"I love you, too, Light," the singer sent back the hollow words with a feigned warmth and loving smile.
"But, Misa Amane just said he was her boyfriend," Matsuda stated with confusion, trying to figure out what was going on.
Musiko looked over to him, "Yeah, I know about her. It's an open relationship for now."
She then returned her gaze to Light with a smile as her hand fiddled with his shirt in a manner that conveyed the desired effect, falsely expressing that she didn't want to let the young man go.
"We can see other people," the woman explain, "though I hadn't really taken up that part of the deal myself."
Shrugging, she looked back to Matsuda as her hand fell from Light, "Why?"
"Oh, I just thought..." the officer trailed off.
Musiko nodded, then stepped away from Light, saying her goodbyes, "Goodbye for now, then, Light."
The next day, Light now in confinement, Musiko played the part of the worried lover, much to Ryuuzaki's dismay. Had he not been needed to watch the monitors at all possible times, he would have taken her aside and confronted her about taking her already unfavorable plan one step further.
Even as he diligently watched the screens, his mind replayed their parting scene, picking apart every word, look and movement in an attempt to find out where the truth ended and the lies began.
So far, he had only deduced so brilliantly that Musiko was in over her head.
It was also on this day that it was decided that Soichiro Yagami would also be kept in confinement, which Ryuuzaki had predicted beforehand.
Musiko had then sympathized and assured Soichiro that his son would definitely be cleared, to which the older man had actually thanked her, genuinely happy to hear such from someone, including her.
Perhaps his opinion of Musiko would be slightly altered.
Day two of confinement came and Musiko sat in her bed, staring up at the ceiling.
Kuro had noticed her behavior of late and knew she was impatient and restless.
"Perhaps I could locate the hidden Death Note," he offered in an attempt to somehow lift her spirits.
"No, thanks," the singer turned down his offer. "I don't feel like wandering all over the Konto region on a wild goose chase, especially with how it's been raining lately... It's like an ill omen of some kind for someone else."
He licked his fangs, trying to think of something to occupy her time, "You could always keep the one called L company."
"Well, I don't want to bother him," she reasoned, brow furrowing, "and there's the little problem of tension between us ever since Light and I had our little goodbye scene... I don't think he's too happy with my announcement of being in an open relationship with Light, although I can't fathom why it concerns him so damn much."
Kuro sighed, not aware of anything more he could suggest.
Day three and day four passed, day five of confinement upon them, the rain finally having ended on the fourth day.
On day five, Ryuuzaki spoke to Soichiro who looked the worst off of those in confinement, but he refused to move to better accommodations, Musiko leaving the room on that note.
Matsuda then sympathized with her, though Aizawa couldn't share his sentiments.
And, in all these days, Kira still had not killed a single criminal.
On the seventh day, the rain returned, Musiko staring out the window and growling with frustration.
"How long is this going to take?" she demanded of no one in particular. "I hate waiting! I feel so useless just sitting in my room, counting the minutes."
Sighing deeply, she returned to her bed, "I might as well go back to sleep."
It was on this same day that Light said the magic phrase, giving up ownership of his Death Note.
Light's darkened eyes gained more color after Ryuk had left and his memories of the notebook had been erased, the young man looking around his cell.
'Why am I doing this?' he asked himself. 'I don't belong here.'