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Blake was sitting in her hotel room, watching the scene unfold. From what she could get, it looked like there were two Kiras who were talking through the videos. Earlier in the week, she had watched in horror when people died outside the TV station building. It made her feel physically ill.
'A human life is a human life; you can't just go killing someone because you want to.' She thought. The second Kira wanted to meet the first, making it seem like the second must idolize the first, or at least want to work with him. It also seemed like at least one of them had made the trade for the shinigami eyes. That was the only way that they could have killed those police officers. If there were two Kiras, then there must also be two Death Notes. Blake wasn't sure if she had hit the jackpot in Japan, or if she had hit rock bottom. This case would probably be the hardest she's faced yet. The thought of joining L briefly crossed her mind before she pushed it back. She couldn't reveal herself yet, she just met Light, who was probably one of the two Kiras.
The most recent video from one of the Kiras, probably not the original, the way the other talked, made it seem like he knew who the other was. They probably hadn't met, seeing as this Kira had said found, not talked to or something. She wondered which was Light, the first or second. It would be funny if he was the second and thought the first was her. Blake chuckled.
"What's so funny?" Gem asked from the corner of her room.
"I thought you said I had an awful sense of humor." Blake teased. Gem was silent and she sighed. "I was thinking about how funny it would be if Light was the second Kira and thought I was the first when I ran into him. I doubt it though, seeing as the video said 'found' and we spoke. You didn't see another shinigami there did you?"
"No, I don't think so, but I might have been a little distracted by your little act." Gem told her. Blake chuckled.
"Sorry about that, but it was the only thing I could think of on such short notice, you know, Zack." She teased.
"I hate it when you speak in code, you know that right?"
"Yeah, and that's why I keep doing it." She said with a smile.
"Remind me why I stay with you?" Gem said, exasperated. Blake just smiled and didn't answer his question. Instead, she got out her laptop again. This time, instead of searching for things on Kira, she looked for things on Yagami Light. She quickly found things on him; it looked like the kid was more famous than she thought. He was the number one student in the country. That year, he had entered To-Oh University and gotten a perfect score on the entrance exam. He had spoken at the ceremony for admitted students, not surprising. However, it looked like he wasn't the only one who was on that stage. Another boy, someone named Ryuga Hideki, spoke as well. When she looked up that name, however, all she found were pictures of some idol and that couldn't be him, surely. Why would such a famous man take a break just to go to college if they were already so smart? She would have to find this 'Ryuga Hideki' and figure out who he was. She would probably have to go to the school to find him. Ask around maybe. One thing was wrong, though, Light would be there as well. She couldn't risk him recognizing her, especially when she would be snooping around. Maybe if she just walked by? Or possibly looked like a lost foreigner? Light already knew that she wasn't from around here, so it wouldn't look too bad. It was her best bet; she would go the next day, around lunch. Blake grinned widely before turning on the television to watch for any activity.
"I know that face. You have a plan don't you?" Gem asked her, sounding a bit nervous. Blake's plans were fun, yes, but they almost always put someone in danger. Even though he was pretty much immortal, Gem was usually the one in danger.
"Don't worry, you won't be a big part of this plan, I swear." Blake said with a grin as she turned up the television to hear the next video.
Light was just watching the police's message to the second Kira when the doorbell rang. He could hear Sayu answer the door, but when she called to him, he was beyond surprised. They had to drop off notes? No, this person was the second Kira. The real question was, is it Blake? Is she really the imposter? He was fully expecting the woman with short brown hair when he got to the door. Instead he came face to face with a small blonde girl with her hair in pigtails. Her clothes were black and she was rather pretty. Light walked out and shut the door behind him. So this was the second Kira. Then who was Blake?
"He-hello, I'm Amane Misa. I thought you would be worried after watching the broadcast on TV, so I came." She paused to pull something out. It was a small black book. "This book." She held it out to him. It was probably a Death Note, so he reached out to touch it. Immediately, a monster appeared behind the girl. It was covered in what looked to be bones and it wasn't exactly nice to look at. It was a shinigami; this girl was almost definitely the second Kira. There was only one thing he could do now.
"Come in," he said, opening the door for her. She ducked in, muttering something about being happy. Light ignored her and instead spoke to his mother.
"Mom, she came all the way here, please make us some tea." Light told her as he walked to the stairs. His mother agreed and went Light and Misa made their way up the stairs. Behind him, he could hear whispering behind him, but again he ignored it. When they got to his room, he told her to sit, and she complied. Light figured that he should watch her, she was too reckless and probably wasn't very smart.
"How did you know?" was the first thing that Light asked, leaning forward in his seat.
"Ah, so you don't have the eyes after all. A person with shinigami eyes can see the name and life expectancy of any human." Light already knew that. This was not new information. "But, he can't see the life expectancy of other people who have Death Notes." That was new information. Light looked to Ryuk, but he made some excuse about not knowing. Light was more than a little annoyed with the shinigami.
"She is telling the truth." The other shinigami spoke. "Otherwise, she couldn't have discovered your identity in Aoyama. Also, even though I tried to stop her, she told you her real name. She doesn't seem to want to lie to you." That took Light by surprise. She didn't want to lie to him? Why not? Should he trust her? He had to make the decision now.
"I'll believe you, but if you're arrested, Kira's secrets will also be uncovered." If she did something wrong, he could kill her, right?
"It's okay," she started. "I won't get arrested and I'll only do what you tell me to do from now on, so I'll never be found out, right?" Light could use that to his advantage. She would do whatever he asked? "Plus, I can see L's name. I can be your eyes. So…" she stopped. It wasn't such a bad idea.
"So?" He wanted her to continue. A small blush made its way onto her cheeks.
"Please let me be your girlfriend." She said. Light was absolutely stunned. She wanted to be his girlfriend?
"That's not possible," He answered. "There were three times the normal amount of security cameras in Aoyama that day. If you were there, your face was recorded, as mine was. If we are seen together, like me are now, it'll be troublesome. Please understand." Could he talk his way out of this? Misa pulled out something else out of her bag. She held them out to Light.
"This," she started as Light leaned forward to see them. "Is a picture of me from when I went to Aoyama. I wore a completely different outfit, a wig and glasses. Even if I was captured on tape, they wouldn't recognize me." Light took the pictured from her. She definitely did look like a completely different person. She had very short, dark hair in the picture, and she was wearing a school uniform.
"She's right. You can't tell that they're the same person." Ryuk said, looking at the pictures from over Light's shoulder. Was there anything else Light could say to avoid Misa being his girlfriend?
"Then what about the fingerprint?" he asked. "You have the same fingerprint as the one found on the package sent to the TV station. If the police compare fingerprints, they'll know that you are the other Kira."
"That's not my fingerprint. I'm not stupid you know." She said.
'Could have fooled me.' Light thought to himself. He listened carefully as Misa told him about how she got her friend to send the videos to the station. That way the fingerprints on the package were actually hers.
"Where's your friend now?" Light asked.
"If you want to kill her, I can do it right now." Misa answered, without much hesitation. She was talking about her friend right? And she would kill her just because he wanted her to? Misa noticed his hesitation and reached into her purse yet again. She pulled out the Death Note again and held it out.
"If you still don't believe me, you can take this Death Note for safe-keeping." Now that surprised Light. She would give up the Death Note for him to trust her?
"If it's only for safe-keeping and I remain the owner of it, I'll still have the eyes, right Rem?" she asked her shinigami.
"Yes, and Misa's Death Note will be hidden somewhere only known to Yagami Light." Rem answered. Light took the Note from her.
"This way, I can't kill you and the police have to arrest you if they want the Death Note. Plus, if I am no longer useful to you, you can kill me too." Light was even more confused now. Why on earth would she go so far?
"How would I know that you didn't tear out and kept a few pages already?" Light asked. Misa stood from where she sat, looking very troubled.
"I've never even thought of that!" she said, sounding slightly offended. "Plus, you can check the pages if you want. Why do you still doubt me? Besides, the Death Note is useless for anything other than writing down the names of the people you want to kill, right?"
"Yes," Light answered, infinitely more calm than his companion. "For example, if you wrote 'Yagami Light falls in love with Amane Misa,' I won't fall in love with you, but die in the manner that you specify in the rest of the entry and then you will die forty seconds later. The Death Note cannot control a person for his entire life, only up to twenty three days after the entry is written. If you write 'Kira falls in love,' it won't do anything because Kira and L are both just nicknames." Light explained. Misa sat there in silence, secretly wondering why Light was explaining something she already knew. However, she knew what he was getting at.
"I'm satisfied with just being used by you." she told him desperately. "Trust me." Light stared at her for a second.
"Why are you doing this?"
"One year ago, my parents were killed by robbers right in front of my eyes." Light was surprised. Who would have known that this a girl would have a past like that? "I wanted to kill them, but I couldn't. I didn't know what to do. The trial lasted a long time, but they were eventually released at the end." Light could see her shaking as she told her story. "Then, Kira avenged the murder of my parents for me. For me, Kira is my savior." She fell to the floor, deeply impacted by her own story. So she really did idolize the first Kira. She thought that he avenged her parents for her. There was only one problem.
"But," Light said. "You killed innocent policemen. How are you any different from the robbers who killed your parents?" Tears welled in Misa's eyes. Was she really just like them? Had she done exactly what they had done? No, that can't be, she couldn't become them.
"Why do you think that?" she sniffed. "Didn't you have to sacrifice innocent lives to punish criminals? I was only doing the same thing. It was the only thing I could think of that would let you learn of my existence and my gratitude. I had to meet you!" she cried. Light thought for a moment. He might be able to use her, like he had planned on using Blake. It could still work, the second Kira was still a girl, and he didn't have to worry about getting her to fall in love. Misa was already obsessed with Kira, him, so that skipped a step. This could be pretty convenient for him. Misa was still crying in front of him, so he threw his arms around her.
"I understand, and even though I can't force my feelings, I'll try my best to be your boyfriend. To meet me, to become my power, you sacrificed half of your life to get the eyes. You will be a powerful weapon." Light told her. It wasn't exactly a lie, he supposed. He had told her that he didn't actually love her, and might not ever. Plus, she really would become a powerful weapon.
"Thank you." Misa said, red tinting her cheeks. "I'll try my best to become someone you will like for real." Light grinned, and not a good grin. It was the kind of grin you grin when something really bad was going through your head, and you get some sick pleasure from it. There was something really wrong with Lights mind, but that only made Ryuk like him more. He chuckled as he thought of what entertainment this human might give him now.
It was around noon and Blake was in a pretty white dress. She had Gem scout out the area in the hours before, that way she could have him help her make a quick escape if needed. Just as students were leaving To-Oh, she walked around a bit, frequently checking a slip of paper in her hand. She looked completely lost. Light walked out of the school with Ryuga, who he seemed to always be with those days. He noticed the young woman wandering around, glancing at buildings. It was Blake. How interesting that he would run into her again.
"Wait here for a minute, Ryuga." He told the detective before he made his way over to her.
"Blake?" He asked. "Are you okay?" The woman whipped around with a grateful smile on her face.
"Light! Thank God I found you!" she cried in English. "He told me that he would meet me at…" she looked down at her paper. "The Starbucks that's around here, but I got lost! Please, will you help me?"
"Whoa, slow down Blake. You're lucky that I know what you just said. Try to remember that not everyone around here speaks English." Light told her, laughing a bit. Blake blushed and returned to Japanese.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to. I just panicked a bit. Sorry."
"You don't have to apologize, its fine. I understand completely."
"Light? Who is this?" Ryuga said, coming up behind him. Light sighed.
"I told you to stay back there, Ryuga." Light told him, exasperated. Blake glanced at him. So this was Hideki Ryuga, the other boy who aced the test. He was a rather odd looking person. He wore a white shirt and jeans and his shoes were loose and untied. He looked too pale for it to be normal and he had awful bags beneath his dark eyes.
"Hi, I'm Blake. Sorry for interrupting, you two were probably going to lunch." She held out her hand, which Ryuga barely touched as they shook hands.
"Nice to meet you, Blake. You are not from around here?" he asked politely.
"No, I'm from the U.S. I came here for business a few weeks ago. I was supposed to meet an old friend at the Starbucks, but I got lost. He really should have given me better directions, he knows I get lost easy." She paused and looked at the two. "I don't suppose either of you would know where it is?" Light smiled and nodded.
"It's just around the corner. You go down that street and turn right at the corner. Immediately after that you take another right and go a couple blocks down that street it should be the third building to the end." He told her. She looked a little lost and tried to find paper and a pen in her bag.
"I'm sorry to ask for something else, but do you have paper and a pen? So I can write down the directions?"
"Perhaps we should just take you there?" Ryuga proposed. If the girl needed to write those directions down, she would probably get lost anyways. Besides, the two of them had met before and she had been her for about as long as the second Kira. Maybe she was the second Kira. It was a very possible situation. Blake turned to him with a smile.
"You would do that for me? Thank you so much!" she cried.
"Yes, well we have to get lunch as well, right Light? Perhaps we will also get something there." Ryuga said awkwardly. Blake could tell that he didn't get out much. People like him didn't really know how to act around others. Everything about him screamed socially awkward. His pale skin probably meant that he didn't go outside very often, so didn't meet very many new people. The clothes he wears were loose and baggy, indicating that he was hiding from people. His hunched posture and hands in pockets showing that he wanted to look as small as possible. She smiled at him. She felt bad for him. There was a time when she might have looked exactly like him.
"Let's go then!" Blake smiled pointing to the right. With her other hand, she slipped the paper into her purse.
"Actually, it's this direction." Light said, pointing in the other direction. Blake just dropped her hand and chuckled nervously as she followed the other two. As they walked, Blake took the chance to observe their behavior. To be specific, the way they walked. Light carried himself with his chin high, taking confident steps like he owned the place. He most likely had a large ego and was a very confident person. When he spoke to her, though, he seemed like a very nice person. That indicated that he was acting when he spoke to her, maybe. He could just be a good person and his ego was huge because of his own achievements and the praise of others. Ryuga, on the other hand, seemed to drag his feet. He didn't take very large steps and stayed hunched as he walked. Blake frowned. She could tell that the poor guy was extremely uncomfortable. She sighed a bit, but Light heard her and turned around.
"Are you okay?" he asked her. Blake looked up at him, eyes wide. Both Light and Ryuga had stopped and turned around to face her.
"Oh, yeah, sorry. I just felt bad for dragging you guys out here." Blake said, casting her eyes to the ground once more.
"We already said it was fine, also it was me who suggested we come. You did not drag us anywhere." Ryuga told her. Blake looked up and him. When their eyes met, she could tell that he was searching for something in them. She could tell that Ryuga wasn't just some university student. There was something else about him.
"We should keep going, we're almost there." Light interrupted. He wasn't sure what was going on between the two of them, but it definitely felt like a standoff. Blake was the first to break out of it.
"Right! Let's go." She said, sounding every bit as happy as she did before. She walked in between them this time. Within minutes they arrived at the Starbucks and went inside. Blake looked around, her expression getting more worried by the second.
"So, is he here?" Light asked, seeing the look on her face.
"Oh no, this is not good." She moaned, pulling her phone out of her pocket. She dialed a number and held it to her ear.
"Hello? It's Blake." She paused. "Yeah, I'm there now, where are you?" another pause. "I know we were supposed to meet half an hour ago but-" Ryuga and Light thought the conversation was starting to sound like an argument. "You know I get lost easily!" Quick pause. "No! I'm not trying to pin this on you! Please! I don't want to argue!" People were starting to take notice of the young woman on the phone and Light was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable listening in on their conversation. "No, no, no, please don't-" She pulled the phone away from her ear. With a sigh, she slipped it back into her purse with a frown.
"Sorry about that, he gets angry easily." Blake told them with an apologetic smile. "I'm really sorry you came here for nothing."
"You know what? I'll eat with you, is that okay?" Light asked. Blake looked at him for a second, surprised that he would want to stay. She nodded a bit and Light smiled at her. "Ryuga, you can go if you want."
"No, I think I will stay. I want to talk to Blake a bit more." Ryuga said. He was very interested in this girl. She seemed to know more than she was letting on. He would definitely get to the bottom of this.
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