Should Had Never Happened.
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Author: I really do hope you all enjoy this. Enough of my chatter box and enjoy.
Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Death Note: Another Note Nor It's Characters.
Warning: language.
Chapter 2: Agreement.
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Misora glanced at the review mirror while she drove to her apartment. B had fallen asleep due to the amount of smoke in his lungs, she was worried about his health but since she didn't have to time to pay any mind about their health since L's back up were tight so she had to come out from the back of the building.
'What am I doing again?' Misora thought, slowing down when the traffic light turned red. Misora turned to look at the unconscious body in the passenger seat. His clothes were stained with black smudges of smoke and ash, his pearly white skin held a few scratches on his neck and face. He was still handcuffed for safety reasons. The light turned red and she continued her way to her apartment.
Her fiance might be getting home late so she's saved from confronting him with the news about bringing a criminal into their apartment. Misora knew how Raye would react but she is confident about her fact and she won't hand B over to L, no matter if Raye says so.
'Although... L has a new case going on... About Kira...' Misora thought, pondering for a moment until her phone started to ring. She pulled up to the side and glanced at the dialer ID.
L.
It was L who was calling and Misora hesitated on answering him about the captive. She glanced at B, then back at her phone before making up her mind. She grasp it in her hand before flipping it open and pressed the answer call button. Soon she heard the synthetic voice she somehow have gotten used to.
"Misora. This is L."
"L" Misora acknowledged. Her brows furrowed in nervousness.
"I've been reported that you were not there in the room you had told me after the incident on Ryuzaki's side. However, he also had disappeared and there was no one there. Care to explain how you had let the captive get away?"
Misora sighed. Of course, he would know about their disappearance but he also included Ryuzaki's, meaning he might be accusing her for their sudden disappearance.
"I have the captive with me." Misora replied, after a long silence.
"The captive? Well done."
"Ryuzaki... was the serial killer... B"
"I know."
This had surprised her. How would he know if Ryuzaki was B? Didn't he said that she should go along with him in the first place? That's almost as if saying 'Go-figure-out-and-die'.
"If you knew..." Misora started but trailed off, uneasy about her question.
"Don't misunderstand me, Misora. I did say to go along with his theory. However, you did described him how he acted and how he seemed to come up with better reasoning and about the crossword puzzle. The original puzzle was thrown away, he should not carry another copy of it unless he had the original rather than saying having a copy because of the police task force. I highly doubt the police force would give out that piece of information."
That was true. Misora had found that strange when Ryuzaki had a copy of the puzzle and asked how he got his hands on it.
"Yes, that's true. I had asked myself the same reason." Misora agreed.
"I'm glad I have my point crossed. But Misora, you have not made a call when you captured the criminal. Mind explaining that?"
'Shit...' Misora thought. She knew he would ask for the captive but her explaining the reason behind her action? This has became a game of who seemed guilty.
"I do understand about the incident in room 404 but after that event, my back up did informed me that they have not seen you come out of the building with the captive. I assumed you have him with you so I was surprised to know that you have not made a call about this" L said.
Misora sighed once again, glancing at B who stirred about. She watched him fall to the side to sleep in a weird position .
"L, there is one thing I'd like your opinion about. I'm not sure whether you'll approve or not. But I'm determined on this one." Misora replied, firmly. There was a long silence at the other end of the line before that synthetic voice spoke again.
"What is your reason for this, Misora?"
"I... I'd like to keep the captive under my watch." Another long silence shared. Misora couldn't risk herself telling the whole purpose about her reason but part of it was true.
"Misora, you do know who you're watching behind your back, right?" L questioned. Misora looked back at B.
"I'm aware of tha-"
"Then why not trust me enough to tell me the other half of the true purpose behind your reason and action, Misora?" Misora gritted her teeth. L was right.
She should have trust in him. Without it, how was she suppose to ask for his approval?
"Alright. My true purpose was... I believe I can change him. Both mentally and physically."
"Then I was right about my prediction." Misora raised an eyebrow at this but ignored it.
"I hope you approve of this. Knowing rarely the amount of criminals like B were able to change would be a miracle."
"No, not miracle. Just a disturbance to our society. Not all accustom to get along with people who had committed crimes before and all suddenly, they changed."
'True enough..' Misora thought.
"But Misora, where do you plan to keep him under your watch?"
"Don't worry. I do live alone so I'll be able to watch him there." Misora said.
"Very well then. Although I do have an suggestion. It's optional."
"A suggestion?" Misora questioned.
"Yes. I would like to know about the progress and development of this case."
"I see... Alright." Misora agreed.
"Then B is under your care. For now." This had Misora flinch slightly. "I'll expect a call in about three months." And the call ended.
Misora closed her phone and sighed, unaware of a pair of red eyes watching her. "Three months..."
"Three months of being held hostage, Naomi Misora?" This startled Misora, for she turned her head to look at the man lying on his side.
"When.."
"Half of the conversation." was his reply. "Not that it interests me."
" Right..."
"Mind taking these off?"
"No. You're under my watch so I would not take them off until we get to my apartment." With this, Misora pulled up onto the road again.
"... You'll die in three months from now." This, totally had Misora look at him in the review mirror with wide eyes. "I do not lie about deaths."
"If not, how could you determine that?"
"I just know."
"..."
"You did say about taking me somewhere other than Wammy, for what reason had you come this far?" Misora raised an eyebrow at this.
'Wammy? Is he referring back to his childhood?' Misora thought. Although, B did look like he's barely on his 18's.
"For some purpose I'd rather not share." Misora said, upon seeing her apartment in the distance.
"Then it's not trustworthy to being with you."
"If I do tell you, you won't be considered trustworthy either."
"Oh? Then we're even."
Misora recalled back about the events where B was 'Ryuzaki' and he always seemed facetious.
"Facetious" Misora murmured.
"Then I'm deadly serious about the occurring here. Not many children in Wammy are adopted. I want an answer for this because I might as well jump out of this vehicle than having to be with someone with so little life remaining and less importance." B said. Misora tightened her grip on the wheel, for being considered 'less importance'. But she did received new information about this Wammy. She heard him say about children and adoption. Maybe this Wammy is an orphanage of some sort.
"Wammy?"
"Now I'm grading your trust. And it amuses me the fact you don't know about Wammy House. Orphanage of gifted children."
'Smart mouth..' Misora thought.
"Do notice that you're giving me information without receiving anything back."
"Oh? Then I lied."
Misora sighed until her apartment came into view and she pulled her car to the parking area. Just then, she saw her fiance's car there with Raye getting out of it. Misora hesitated before parking her car next to Raye's.
"Naomi." Raye greeted, bounding over to her. She got out of the car, shutting the door before opening the back door.
"Raye... I'd like discuss a matter with you..." Misora said, beckoning for B to get out. B refused, somehow he got comfy on the back seat.
"What is it?" Raye questioned, peering over the window to see a person laying there. "Who is that?"
"A captive... You've heard about The Los Angeles BB Murder Cases?" Misora questioned. Raye had his eyes wide with realization.
"Hey, how do you know about my alias?" B questioned. Misora was, once again, surprised.
"You... brought a captive... a serial killer..." Raye started.
"I know this alarming and putting our lives at risk... but I already got an approval. I want to change him. I know I can. His mind has been unstable that right now he's back to his childhood memory."
"..." Raye glanced at the captive who stared above his head. This actually disturbed him and he look above his head but found nothing the captive would look with those intense red eyes.
Wait...
Red?
"Raye Penber. Death will occur in two and half months from now." B replied. Raye stepped back in shock, even Misora. "Sorry. Couldn't contain myself."
"You... see deaths? Life span?" Raye questioned. B just stared, unblinking until averting his gaze somewhere else.
'He can... How could it be explained someone looks above your head and start sprouting things like your real name and when you'll die..' Raye thought. He look back at Misora before nodding. "He'll be under our watch then."
"Hunh?"
"There's more to him. I'll support you."
Misora couldn't help but feel more relaxed. Well, Raye would object first but after he puts the reasons together, he supports it.
"Thank you."
"Not that I mind interrupting but... I want jam..." B murmured. Both Misora and Raye looked at him with speechless expressions.
"What's your name?" Raye asked, Misora helped B out of the car, much to the criminal's protest.
"No need to know." B retorted.
"No? But you already know mine." Raye urged. B glared at Raye's car, capturing Raye's curiosity until B looked back at him. Red eyes beating with knowledge and intelligence.
"Beyond Birthday."
Raye was right. He knew that name since that's the criminals name. For one reason the police force and the FBI haven't showed this name nor the picture of Beyond, was because of first capturing the criminal and not reveal it for Kira to target.
"Beyond, you have alias-"
"BB."
"No, not like that... other alias or name." Misora said, knowing about Raye's plan.
"B"
"No, not that one either..."
"Then why would I need another name?" B questioned, his face blank so Misora nor Raye could tell if he was irritated or annoyed.
"Protection." Misora said.
"Then... Ryuzaki. Rue Ryuzaki."
"No, not that one either..."
"...Then Ryuga Hishima." B said. Waiting for Misora and Raye to disagree.
"That's fine." Raye nodded.
"Alright. Let's start the case." Misora said.
"What case? I'll be able to work along you? Despite I'm sixteen?" B questioned. "I do have knowledge about cases."
"You will" Raye said.
"But Raye-" Misora protested only to silence when Raye held his palm up.
"First, I'll test you."
"... I regret what I said..." B mumbled. Misora noticed that B was not actually pretending to be an innocent teenager. However, she did felt quite guilty for damaging his mentality quite a bit.
'Hold on... Don't let him remember... He already remember about solving cases and the fake name he used against me...' Misora thought. She sighed.
"By the way... take these off."
"Persistent." Misora murmured.
"No? Then leave them be but I prefer my hands cuffed from front than back" B mumbled.
'Old habits die hard?' Misora thought. Raye chuckled, a strained chuckle.
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To Be Continued...
Author: Really short. I know. I'll try to make it longer. Bear with me guys :) Review please.
Ciao Mio Amicos :D
-Raiden Out-
