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I do own Aiko.


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Chapter One:

Stoic

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She sat there in the chair of the interrogation room, her long midnight black hair ended to her hips as it was straight and bangs covered her forehead and thin black eyebrows. Her eyes were icy, a sapphire blue as her skin was a rich cream color. She was wearing jeans and a white beater, with a gang jacket with imprints of a Crow, graffiti style. Her code name was "Baby face" and she was found, the gang leader of one of Japan's most famous gangs, Yakuza, she was one of the leaders, big time. L studied the girl, his onyx colored eyes wondered what thoughts would be going through her head, it irritated him when he heard the crackling of her gum as she sat in the metal chair, unfazed, her face was stoic and her aura felt sickening.

"So, do not wish to speak?" L asked, he spoke from the speak. The girl closed her eyes, completely annoyed.

"Tch. Whatever. Just get me out of this joint." The Japanese girl calmly said, L frowned.

L sighed before speaking once again, "You do know, if you don't speak you'll face twice as many years in jail then you should be." He smirked, surely this would give her a touch with reality and justice.

"You have the wrong girl, let me out." Her demeanor was still the same, L found this girl a nuisance, "Let. me. out."

"Hm. I'll let you stay in jail for three days and see what happens then." L showed no mercy on the young girl as she was dragged away, Light, an auburn, brown hair teen came in. He was about seventeen while L was twenty-five.

"I see your having fun." Light put on his cheesy smiled, as L shrugged.

"This girl will not talk, even though Kira's case is more important focusing on little things wouldn't be such a bother, would they?" L looked at the teen from the chair, he took a sugar cube from the table near him.

Light smiled and placed his composition book down, "Well, try to be more friendly with her and maybe she'll open up." But Light had wanted to take something away from the girl, her life.

"Friendly? And how do I do that?" L asked as he savored the sugar taste of the sugar cube.

Light rolled his brown eyes at the pale man, "Well. You can always try to start up a casual conversation Ryuzaki, don't be so dense."

"Fine. If that will make her talk." He stacked more of the sugar cubes.

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Three days was up and she was back into that cold interrogation room. The girl was irritated beyond her years, she had nothing to do with this as far as she was concerned. Its not her fault she's in the gang, they forced her. Aiko Hikari had a normal life until her mother found herself a boyfriend, beaten, raped, verbally abused was all she knew in life. She hated men, detested them. One day he made her join the Yakuza because money was running short around the house, luckily one of the groups in Tokyo didn't try anything on her even though he was planning to. She killed and got paid for it, another thing she thought she had to do to survive. Now she was caught, in what others called hell. She was already in it so how bad could this one thing be? She ran her long thin fingers through her hair and then twirled her forefinger around a lock of her hair. All Aiko ever wanted was to finish high school, get married, have children and live a peaceful long life but that man her mother loved took that away from her and her mother saved her at last minute. A man who wore a white long-sleeve shirt and regular jeans, no shoes on his feet and his black hair was a bit spiky. His eyes were onyx and he had bags under them, he was pale but his skin didn't look rough. He was older then her from what she could tell, he sat awkwardly in the chair across from her.

"Hello." He smiled, Aiko stared at him as if he was a mad man.

"Can I go home?" Aiko asked, the man frowned and she knew that asking him was pointless.

"No. Behind bars is going to be your home if you don't explain." L nonchalantly said. Aiko's sapphire eyes turned to look at the plain white walls.

"What do you want to know?" She asked, staring at the wall as if heat would radiate from her eyes and blow a hole through it for her to escape.

L placed his hands on his knees and studied the girl. "Why are you in the Yakuza? Aren't you a bit young, you should be in high school, junior year, right?" He asked. Aiko finally turned her gaze on him, they were fixated on him and nothing else.

"Its not like I joined on my own, I was forced to." Her voice was soft and calm, despite her angry attitude she spoke properly. He arched an eyebrow as if he noted her to go on. "When I was twelve, father passed away. Months later my mother found herself a boyfriend, a worker at her job." Aiko sat up straight and rested her elbows on the cold metal table. "He said to me when he first met me, "Lets be good friends, Aiko." Her face was solemn, L watched as she traced circles on the table.

"Continue." L demanded in a calm tone.

Aiko stopped as her eyes closed halfway. "One night my mom had to work over-time, he cooked dinner, the best I ever had. Mr. Naginaba was his name. He was friendly and I thought that one day I could trust him. One time I was in my room, sketching and he came in. I looked him and smiled, I figured maybe he wanted to talk but that was far from what he wanted. He took my innocence, my pureness away. He tainted me. He would do his horrific duties every chance he got. One time I ended up pregnant. When my mom noticed my sickness she took me to the hospital, and they told her I was pregnant but since my body wasn't well formed yet, I would lose it. She slapped me when I told her it was Mr. Naginaba, she didn't believe me. One day he told me that morgage was becoming too high and I should put myself to use. He brought me to an alleyway and one of Osaka's big Yakuza member forced me in. When my mother came home onetime, she caught me screaming and Mr. Naginaba forcing himself inside me. She nearly killed him and held me tight, sorry for not believing in me. But she made me stay int he Yakuza, since she left Mr. Naginaba money was dangerously low and my salary helped a lot." Aiko sighed as L indeed felt pity for the young girl.

"And. . ." He looked at her, waiting to hear her explain more.

Aiko then tapped her nails softly against the table. "I usually would send messages but then they wanted me to kill, just in case the client got funny and didn't pay up for the coke or money they owed. And so, I became the deadly killer named "Baby face" My salary increased and my mother continued to make me stay, so I've been killing with no thought in who I was hurting." Aiko looked up at the pale man.

"I am sorry, that was hard life for you. I cannot stop justice for seeking its rage for your defiance but I will try and help you because I know this isn't your fault." L spoke, Aiko nodded.

L made his way off the chair and walked toward the door, he stopped at the doorway and looked over his shoulder at the sixteen year old. "You'll need a place to stay, an officer will come and take you there, Aiko." He said as the door had shut. Aiko was happy, her gang life was over but her innocence was far away, never to return again. She cried, she never told anyone what had happened but she didn't want to stay in jail, she wanted a normal life like any other teenage girl. She cried herself to sleep.

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When Aiko awoken, she found herself in a room. It was black and a rose like color red. The bed was queen size with white sheets, black and white pillows, a rose design on the black blanket. She examined the room, the walls were black and white, there was a beautiful chestnut wood vanity, amore' dresser, a huge closet that looked like a walk in. Beautiful shaped lamps, a t.v. on top of the dresser. It was a flat sit screen. A desk with a computer was near the corner, white curtains that hid soaked the Moon's light. She wasn't home or in the interrogation room. 'You'll need a place to stay, an officer will come and take you there, Aiko.' She remembered, the man's voice. She looked down, noticed she smelled like fresh white plums and had silky pajamas, someone bathed her and changed her. She held herself afraid, they saw everything...

"Aiko." That man who she spoke to earlier, he was here. 'Is this his home?' The girl asked herself as he came out the dark shadows, the Moonlight showing his figure.

"Your that man." Aiko scowled, he's the one who looked at her fragile and broken body?

"You. . .you pervert!" The girl shouted as L blinked a few times, confused.

He sat on edge of the bed, "How am I? A friend of mine named Misa came and took care of you for me." He smirked as he saw the girl looking dumbfounded.

"Oh. . ." Was all the sixteen year old girl said.

"An apology would be nice." The onyx eyed man remarked.

The girl pulled a lock of her hair behind her ear, she wasn't good at those "apologies" "I am sorry, mister. . ." Aiko trailed off.

"Ryuzaki Ryuuga." He smiled, Aiko looked at the man stranglely. 'This man is a weirdo. He might be a creepy child molester, I'm keeping my eye on him.'

"I am sorry, Ryuzaki-sama." Aiko bowed her head.

He nodded. "Right. Now that wasn't so hard, get some rest." He stood and walked out the room.

"Why is he taking care of me? I don't need anyone. . .I am alone." Her voice trailed in the darkness. "Always, completely...alone."


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