Interception:
Anime/ Manga crossover
Death Note/ InuYasha
Pairing: Kagome/ L
Rating: K+/ T/ M
Language: English
Main Characters: Kagome, L, Light, Kira Investigation Team,Japanese Police, Shippou, Misa
Minor Characters: InuYasha, Sesshoumaru, Sango, Miroku, Sayu, etc.
Summery: Interception: n. (American football) the act of catching a football by a player on the opposing team. She didn't always agree on what was being done by the one who called himself "Kira", or the mysterious being who called himself "L", but with everyone choosing sides and only a select few who are "indecisive", the odds are stacking up against her- and with a threat on her life, her grandfather contacts an old friend of his, and next thing she knows she's right in the middle of the two opposing forces.
Though she sees good in everyone, she's having a hard time deciding which side to fight for…. Kira's sense of "Justice"? Or the "Justice" that has been used by human's for generations? Decisions, decisions…
Interception:
Chapter 2:
This note shall become property of the human world, once it touches the ground of (arrives in) the human world.
The owner of the note can recognize the image and voice of its original owner, i.e. a god of death.
The human who uses this note can neither go to Heaven nor Hell.
It was five days later and Kagome wasn't an idiot, the increased number of criminal's deaths was outstanding, so much so that it wasn't natural.
Also having two friends in Interpol and the Japanese police helped greatly as well. Especially since Kouga and Ayame were some of the best detectives in the entire force (having a demonic nose that could smell a lie from a mile away also helped a lot.)
They had told her about the criminals dropping like flies, and it had supernatural written all over it.
She trudged over to the campus' coffee shop, seeing how it was her favorite spot from the entire university (besides the library, but that wasn't news.) She sighed in bliss as her chilled hands wrapped around a porcelain white mug, breathing in the caramel scent that teased her senses.
Though her moment of relaxation was cut short by her phone vibrating in her pocket. She dug through her pocket and pulled the simple black and silver flip phone out with a little crescent moon charm dangling from it.
"Moshimoshi?" she sang sweetly, sipping from her cup.
"Kagome, don't be so formal with your Grandfather." The voice on the other end answered, Kagome's eyes widened and she quickly swallowed her mouth full of coffee before answering excitedly.
"Hi Gramps! How is Souta, Momma?" Kagome answered, quickly reminding herself that Buyou was with her at her apartment.
"They're fine, they're fine. How is that fat cat of yours?" Gramps asked, Kagome let a small laugh go, smiling into the phone.
"He's still fat and lazy, Grandpa. He isn't going to magically lose weight and be a fit cat with the snap of my fingers."
"Well why not, he's your responsibility now."
"Because. If Buyou was skinny and fit, he wouldn't be Buyou anymore." Kagome chided, sipping her coffee once again, she heard her grandfather scoff on the other side of the line.
"Is there a point to this phone call, Gramps? I miss you and all, but it's unexpected."
"Actually, yes. An old friend of mine is in Japan now, he's from England and he has his ward with him, nice fellow- he's only three years older than you if I remember right. I want you too meet Mr. Quillish Wammy, I've told him much about you and he's actually in the Kanto region now. Where are you?"
Kagome rolled her eyes, sighing as she finished her coffee. She stared sadly at the now empty and coffee stained mug.
"I'm at the café on campus, Grandpa, you know I come here everyday once classes are over and done with before I head home."
"How true, how true… He's busy right about now, but I'll send him the location of your apartment and he should be there either later in the afternoon or tomorrow-"
"Grandpa, I don't think-"
"Nonsense! Quillish Wammy is a good ol' friend of mine! College buddies! He came studying abroad and stayed as my roommate! Ahh… Good times. Never really liked that Roger fellow though…" Kagome sighed once again, tipping her waitress and standing up from the booth, shouldering her bag and moving towards the exit.
"No, Gramps, I mean that Shippou is staying over tonight and tomorrow- trouble with his wife." She sighed, pushing pass a few people, muttering, "excuse me" and "sorry" 's every once in a while. "What am I supposed to tell them, I can't say he's my boyfriend, because he's not. I can't claim he's my you-know-what because he looks older than me."
"You'll figure something out!"
"But-"
"Goodbye, Kagome! It's time for my shows!" The conversation got cut off, and Kagome stood dumbfounded on the sidewalk, staring at her phone with slightly wide eyes and an agape mouth.
"Why that…" a scowl replaced the open mouth as she glared at the device and snapped it shut, shoving it into her pocket as she walked towards her apartment. "Stubborn old man, doesn't even have a show he watches anymore!"
Somewhere else in the Kanto region:
"I'm home."
"Light, is that you?" a voice called from the kitchen, an older woman peeked her head out, coming into the front hallway to greet her oldest child.
"Oh yeah- here." He said, rummaging through his bag and handing a practice college exam to his mother. Her eyes shinned with pure joy and pride as she stared at the paper.
"Oh, my! You placed first again- and these practice college exams are nationwide!" She gushed, eyes scanning over the sheet of paper in her hands. Light gave a nonchalant shrug and a mumbled "uh huh" as he moved his way towards the stairs that led to his room.
"Well, I'll be studying so don't bother me, okay?" He called over his shoulder, his mother gave a cheerful "okay, dear" in response, moving back towards the kitchen.
"Oh! Light. Is there anything you've been wanting? Anything at all- just let me know." His mother said, peeking back out to look up the stairs.
"No, mom." He answered casually. "I already got what I want…" he thought darkly, locking his door as he dropped his school bag, opening the drawer and pulling the black notebook out, he chuckled lightly, staring at the English writing on the note.
"You seem to like it." A dark voice said somewhere from behind him. Light jumped slightly, spinning around in his chair. His eyes widened to the size of apples, his heartbeat increased to where he thought it would explode.
"AAARGH…!" He screamed, falling out of his chair and backing away from the tall being, who only chuckled at the smaller male's response to his person.
"Why're you so surprised to see me? I'm Ryuk, the Shinigami who dropped that notebook." The tall being stated; red eyes gazing at the object that had fallen to the floor in Light's panic. "The way you were acting just now, I can tell you know it isn't just any notebook… Right?"
Light seemed breathless for a few more seconds, his eyes took in the slightly hunched form of the Death God that stood in his room, he felt like screaming again, but refrained and instead said just as breathlessly as he felt:
"A… Shinigami?" His eyes slowly went back to normal size, before he closed his eyes and reached for his desk, pulling himself up on shaky legs. "A 'Death God'…" he mumbled, looking up at the Shinigami who introduced himself so causally as Ryuk through his bangs.
"I'm not surprised to see you, Ryuk." Light addressed, his voice becoming even once again as he calmed down. "In fact…" He started, making sure he had the apparition's attention. "I've been waiting for you…"
"Really." It was Ryuk's turn to be surprised, though you couldn't really tell because his grin never faltered.
"Gee, a personal visit from a Shinigami… Very kind of you…" Light said, bending down to pick the Death Note up from the ground. "Not that I doubted this was a 'Death God's Notebook,' but… Seeing things with my own eyes like this lets me act with greater certainty."
"Plus, there're some things I wanted to ask you…" Light gave a sharp look towards the Shinigami, still slightly disturbed by the sight, but shook it off and instead opened the notebook to the page he last stopped at. Ryuk's eyes visibly widened and his grin turned darker than usual.
"Hee hee… Wow, this is amazing. Gotta say, I'm the one who's surprised." Ryuk said, thumbing through the previous pages, eyes scanning name after name. "I've heard of Death Notes getting down to the human world a few times before… But no one's ever done this many names in just five days." He gave a sharp look back to Light, before returning to scanning the first page again, noticing how one name was spelled differently many times, he would tell Light that little rule later…
"Most people would be too scared." He said, reading the last name of the first page: Taiga, Higurashi. Seemed familiar… Where did he hear that name before…?
"I'm ready for anything, Ryuk… I used the notebook knowing it belonged to a Shinigami… and now the Shinigami's here… What happens to me now…? You take my soul or something?"
Ryuk dropped the Death Note to his side, giving Light an amused look with slight disbelief.
"Huh? What's that? Some fantasy you humans came up with?" He felt like scoffing at the foolish idea. "I'm not going to do anything to you. The moment a Death Note lands in the human world, it belongs to the human world." He pointed a slightly boney finger in Light's direction.
"So it's yours now."
He could hear Light gulp, and he mentally chuckled. Interesting, very interesting.
"… Mine…" Light breathed out, his eyes wide as his palms grew sweaty.
