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Sorry for the late update, but my internet was messed up. From now on, I'll update every one or two weeks, or so, depending on my time. Without further ado, I give you:
Chapter 2: Death of L?
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After another argument with her fiancé, Reye Penber, Misora Naomi was, again, laying on her bed thinking. As always, the argument was about whether she should continue her job as an FBI agent. Seriously, she thought. What kind of person wants to stay home all day, cooking, or something? Ugh, stupid stereotypes. Still, Reye had succeeded in getting her out of the FBI. Now, she just stayed in her apartment, located in Los Angeles, and lay there half the time. Life was boring for Misora Naomi at this point in time.
Her laptop was laying open a couple feet away from her bed. When it suddenly beeped to signal a newly received email, Naomi nearly fell off her bed in shock. She lazily walked over to her laptop and clicked on the email:
Dear Misora-san:
I have another case that requires your assistance. If you would like to accept, please reply to this email stating you would like to do so. If not, don't reply at all. You have a span of 12 hours to reply. I hope to work with you again.
L
P.S. Please don't forget to delete this message and destroy this computer within 24 hours. Thanks!
This both pleased and annoyed Naomi. She was happy that she could stop lying around at home now, but pissed off because her laptop was, again, new. She cursed her luck that L kept emailing her just as she got new laptops. She quickly replied with a simple "yes" to the email. Less than a minute later, she received another message from L.
Misora-san:
Thank you for accepting. In around a day, you will receive a new cell phone. Please tell no one its number, nor use it to call anyone else other than me. It will have my telephone number in the address list. You will receive further instructions then. In the meantime, I suggest you pack your belongings, since I will require you to go to a different country. This should be fine, since you are no longer in the FBI. Of course, tell no one that you are assisting me on a case. Again, I thank you for your assistance, as it will be very helpful.
L
P.S. And don't forget about the destroying the computer and deleting the email.
"Huh." Naomi thought out loud. "I'm going to have to travel out of the country. I wonder where." She hastily packed all of her belongings, not that she had much. Then, she took her laptop, leaned out of the window(she lived on the 3rd floor), made sure there was no one below, and dropped the portable computer, breaking it.
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Raito sat at his desk, eating potato chips. I wonder if Dad will try to find Kira, He thought. Raito hoped not. He really didn't want to lie too much to his family, even if he wasn't all that close to his dad. He sighed and took out the death note. I wonder how much I can get done today…
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Ding-dong! A packaged arrived at Misora Naomi's apartment. Finally, she thought, it must be the cell phone. She dashed to the door and pulled it open. Sure enough, a small rectangular box lay on the floor. She hurriedly opened it and took out the phone. It already had full batteries and didn't need charging, so she found the address list and called L.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Misora Naomi?" a familiar electronic voice responded.
"Yes. I received the phone," Naomi replied.
"Obviously, or you wouldn't be talking to me, would you?"
"Uh… yea. You said you would give me further instructions?"
"Ah… yes. The case I'm on is the Kira case," L said. "But, I don't plan on stopping him; I just want to find him for now." He decided telling her half the truth would be better than lying or telling the whole truth.
"Th-the Kira case? The one with the killer that kills only criminals? THE Kira?" Naomi spluttered.
"No, a DIFFERENT Kira," L replied, though the sarcasm could even be heard despite the electronically generated voice. "What other Kiras do you know of?"
Naomi face-palmed and L continued to tell her of the case and what she was to do.
"So," L finished, "come to Japan and meet me at the address that is attached to the cardboard box this cell phone came in. We shall meet then. Oh and there's an airplane ticket in there too." He then hung up.
Misora Naomi closed the phone, and then diverted her gaze to the box. There were indeed two scraps of paper in there. She pocketed the paper with the address, and read the airplane ticket. It left the next day at 2 P.M. At least she wouldn't have to wake up to early, since it only took half an hour or so to get to the international airport.
With this she looked at her watch. 11:39 P.M. It was getting late, and she went to bed, despite her excitement.
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Ah, good. Seems like she will help me. L thought. Now, to fake my death so that no one would be suspicious that L would be inactive for too long. Hm… I must think of a good story… Ah, I've got it!
"Watari!" L called.
"Yes?" replied the elderly man.
"Tell the world that L has died, and the details will be not revealed due to security purposes. I quit being L, but don't tell anyone of the truth, I beg of you. Name Near as the successor, please."
Watari looked almost shocked, but respected the younger man's decision. He knew of L's strong sense of justice, and knew that L had a good reason to quit. He nodded and went off to spread the false news.
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Meanwhile, Near was sitting on the floor, surrounded by his rather impressive giant building of dice. He had just started building another tower, when he heard Roger calling him to the office. He sighed and looked around. Drat, he thought, I forgot to leave a space for me to exit. So he kicked over a section of dice and stepped out.
He walked to Roger's office and found him and Mello sitting at the desk waiting for him. "Near, Mello, I have saddening news for you both," Roger started. His next words sent Mello falling off his chair and Near's usually stoic face into an almost-panic. "L is dead."
"What? How?" Mello yelled from the floor.
"And his successor?" Near calmly asked, composing himself.
"He had named his successor as you, Near." Roger replied. "Sorry Mello, but L's words, not mine."
"WHAT?" Mello fumed. "He wants that introverted albino midget as his successor? Why?"
"Because I am intellectually better than you," stated Near. "Thus, I am successor. Ha." He had a rather smug look on his face.
Mello stormed out of the room. "Well, at least I turned 18 a month ago. Goodbye, but I'm leaving. Hmph."
Roger and Near watched him walk out. That could have gone better, thought Roger. Oh well.
"Near, you are now to replace L. Watari is currently in Japan. He wants you to go there as soon as possible," Roger told the white-haired genius. "Here's the address. You should go pack and get ready."
Near took the slip of paper with the address on it and turned to go pack, but stopped when Roger spoke again.
"Oh, and as for the most possible reason for L's death," Roger told Near, "I heard that it's probably Kira." Near's eyes narrowed.
"Very well," he said. "We'll see." He left without another word.
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A/N: There. This chapter was a bit longer than the last one by a couple hundred words. Total word count of the story minus A/N's is 1,272. I could go on, but it would delay this update even more. Like most other authors, I'd like reviews. I'd also appreciate ideas. If you have one, please message it to me and I'll try my best to incorporate it into this story. Thanks! =D
