A/N: Well, here is Chapter 2 of my story! Please review! I hope you like it! (: Thanks to those who have already favorited/put it on story alert!


Chapter 2: Secrets


Another week had gone by and Kira was still at large. The ICPO was currently in a meeting to discuss whether or not the heart attacks were homicide or just coincidence. Soichiro Yagami sat beside Touta Matsuda, a younger detective on the force. He quietly explained to him about the ICPO.

"We should enlist the aide of L!" one of the men shouted.

"L only participates in cases he is interested in and there is no way for us to contact him."

Suddenly, a man dressed in a long, black trench coat with a black hat on top entered the room with a laptop tucked beneath his arm. "Gentlemen, L is on the move." The man known as W said to them. He opened the laptop and out came the distorted voice of L, explaining his thoughts on Kira and how he intended to work with the NPA.


Light was preparing to turn the television off when a man appeared on screen. "My name is Lind L. Tailor. Better known as L. Kira, I have a pretty good idea where you are and what you are trying to accomplish. But hear this, Kira. I will stop you and bring you to justice." He announced.

Light glared at the man before him. "L, you are not very smart to broadcast your name and face for me on the television. I am justice. You are in my way." He smirked as he grabbed a pen and flipped his Death Note open to a blank page writing Lind L. Tailor down.

Forty seconds went by and the man claiming to be L clutched at his chest and collapsed. Two men appeared on the screen and immediately removed him from his chair.

Not too long afterwards, a white screen appeared with the letter L written in a fancy script. "…I-I wouldn't believe it had I not just witnessed it myself. To kill someone without even being there…" the distorted voice said. "Kira, the man you actually just killed was not L. I am L. He was a prisoner on death row whose execution date was today. He was arrested in absolute secret so you wouldn't have heard about it through the newspaper or television. Based on this I have deduced two things, you are in the Kanto Region. Originally, this was going to be a worldwide broadcast but since most of your murders have occurred in Japan, I thought it better to start here."

Light glared. "You bastard…"

Ryuk laughed. "He sure got you."

"Secondly, you need a name and a face to kill. So why don't you try and kill me, Kira? Can you do it? Go ahead. Try." L taunted.

After a few moments, L spoke once more. "Looks like you can't. I will catch you, Kira, and find out the secret of how you commit these heinous murders. Until then…" The screen returned to a normal news broadcast.

Light punched the desk in frustration. "No, L. I am justice. You will lose and I will win."

There was a knock at his bedroom door, then. "Light!" Sayu called from the other side.

"What is it?" He glanced towards the door as he hid the Death Note.

"Violeta's here!" She replied, giggling a bit. "She's downstairs waiting for you."

"Tell her she can come up here." Light said as he unlocked his bedroom door. Within a few minutes, Violeta entered Light's bedroom. He smiled as though his encounter with L had never happened. "Violeta, what are you doing here?" he asked.

"My job canceled me at the last second so I figured I'd come see you. You weren't busy I hope, were you?" She asked.

"No, of course not. I always have time for you." Light replied, smirking a bit as that comment caused her to blush.

"Did you see the news, Light? L openly challenged Kira. It was so intense." Violeta said.

"Yes, it was rather intense. I do believe L will catch Kira. And if things go my way, I will get myself on the investigation team."

"Light, that's dangerous, though. Kira…he is currently only killing criminals but he didn't hesitate to kill the man who called himself L. Aren't you scared?"

"No. I am not. Besides, I'd rather die for justice rather than being abused my entire life." He looked at her.

Violeta frowned. "What are you talking about?"

Light stood in front of her and used the cuff of his shirt sleeve to wipe away make up from the right side of her cheek. He looked at the dark purple bruise on her face. "This is what I am talking about, Violeta."

"I fell. It's nothing to worry about, really. You know how clumsy I am."

He shook his head a bit. "Vi, you know you cannot lie to me. You've always been a terrible liar. Your parents hit you. Don't deny it. I have known for a very long time."

She frowned, wondering how he could possibly know her deep dark secret. "If you knew, then why didn't you ever say anything to me?"

Light looked at her. "Why didn't you ever say anything to me?" he shot back. "It wasn't hard for me to figure out. I remember the first time you came to school with a bruise on your face."


It was just after Christmas vacation; Light and Violeta were in second grade. On the day they returned, Violeta had a bruise on her face.

As the two entered their classroom, they went to the little cubby area. When Violeta took her coat off, her uniform sleeve had been pushed up from her winter coat. Light noticed a bruise on her arm probably from someone holding too tightly onto her petite frame.

"What happened to your face, Violeta?" He asked.

She touched the bruise, wincing, before giggling with a smile. "I accidently tripped down the stairs. I'm such an idiot."

And Light had believed her. He kept on believing those lies up until seventh grade when he knew that there was no way she could hurt herself accidently that much.


"You have lied to me about your parents, too. They really aren't in business, are they? They don't work long hours. That's the excuse you used when I asked why I couldn't come over your house. Remember?"

"Light, let me explain. They are in business…just not approvable business. You can't tell your father. My father told me he'd kill me if I ever told anyone." She said softly. 'And he meant it too. He even put his gun to my head….'

"I'm listening." Light said as he sat down in his swivel chair.

She sat on his bed, her violet eyes gazing at the floor. She was embarrassed for him to know the truth about her home life. He came from a perfect family and she was afraid if he knew the truth, then things would change.

"My father….My father is a drug dealer…" she began. "And my mother…is a prostitute. I live in a crappy little neighborhood. I couldn't ever let you come over because most of the time my parents are high or drunk. My mother often has clients in the house as does my father. I couldn't expose you to that."

Light stared at her, his brown eyes softening a bit. He knew she was abused but he never realized how bad it truly was. "Violeta, how did you turn out the way you did? Most kids with parents like that turn out to be just like them but you aren't. You're compassionate, kind and wouldn't ever hurt anyone."

She smiled at him. "I have my grandmother to thank for that. For the first five years of my life, I lived with her. A court had deemed my parents unfit to care for me. Right before pre-school started they sent me back to them. But she has always been around to guide me. Lately, though, she has been taking a lot of trips to Europe and such but she is always so proud of me. I can't let her down. My mother wasn't bad in high school until she met my father and everything changed. She sees me in the daughter she has lost."

He nodded. "They have beaten you so bad that you have gone to the hospital before, haven't you?" Violeta nodded. "Then why hasn't your grandmother called Child Services on them?"

"She has. Every time they come to our home…my parents always appear fit. They only get reprimanded for keeping the outside of our home shabby. Once, she event tried to get custody but it failed."

Light moved his chair closer to her. "Violeta, you can't keep letting them hurt you."

"I know. But it doesn't matter. High school is nearly finished, Light. I can move out and rent an apartment and get away from them."

"Can you afford it?"

She bit her lip. "I have money stored away. I'm only a waitress so the pay isn't that great but I can get another job."

"I have a better idea for you. I'll be going to college soon. It won't look odd if I buy my own place to live. So, why don't we move in together?" Light asked her. Of course he had an ulterior motive for wanting her to live with him. 'I don't have to break up with her now. If the police even begin to suspect me, I can use her as a scapegoat. I can tell them that she is Kira. After all, we would be living under the same roof. I can tell them that the Death Note is hers.'

"Are you serious, Light?" Violeta looked up at him.

"Of course, Violeta. I love you." He replied. Light knew by saying that she would say yes. Violeta was a sucker for romance and love and he had her right where he wanted her.

She smiled. "Then, I'll move in with you after graduation." She stood and gently pressed her lips to his. Light smirked as he kissed her back.

"Perfect." Light said still smirking. 'Everything is working out in my favor. And with my father heading the police investigation of Kira, I can find out who L really is and eliminate him along with the rest of the scum of the world. Then I will be god of the new world. And I have Violeta as my goddess. After all, she is beautiful enough to be one but not smart enough that she would try to command me.'