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Author's Note: Please take the time to comment and tell me what you think. I really don't know if I should continue this.
Chapter One
Yagami Light's fingers rifled through the bills in his wallet and handed some money to the slightly overweight, sweaty, middle-aged man behind the counter. Ekiguchi Mikio took the money greedily and spotted something over the young man's shoulder.
Ekiguchi taped the Polaroid photograph that was sitting before him on the counter.
On the photo was a man in his twenties. He had a mass of wild, jet black hair, light skin and dark circles beneath his eyes.
Under the photo was the name Ryuzaki and a number.
"That guy's here already."
Light picked up the photo and turned to see the messy haired guy named Ryuzaki approaching the glass door of the office.
A bell chimed as the black haired man scuffed inside the office.
He was greeted in a monotonous voice.
"Light-kun."
Light eyed the disheveled man in front of him warily as he just stood there with a blank look on his face, staring at him.
Light nodded in apparent recognition. Taking a few steps in the direction of the door, he asked:" We talked about my condition?"
Opening the door for the both of them, Ryuzaki dryly replied: " Only every time we see each other.
"Together they went to the motel's parking lot. Ryuzaki slouched over to an elderly Toyota, but Light stopped behind him.
"Let's go in my car, Ryuzaki."
"But this is your car Light -kun."
With an insincere smile Light replied, "First, I cannot imagine driving such a car as this and second," holding up a Polaroid photo of a Jaguar," you know? It isn't nice to exploit the weaknesses of other people, and you really shouldn't make fun of somebody' s handicap, don't you think so Ryuzaki- san?"
His tone was a curious blend of reprimanding and ironic.
Waving the photo in the air Light exclaimed "This is my car."
"Just testing a theory, Light-kun." the other man smiled slightly while rubbing a finger over his lips.
Paying his antics no heed, Light strolled to the driver side of the dusty Jaguar, that was parked right next to the Toyota.
Settling inside the car beside Ryuzaki, Light started the motor and pulled out of the parking space, conscious of the fact that his window was down. He couldn't think of a reason why he would do such a thing as giving a potential robber a free pass at his car. That and the coldness of the weather should have made him shut the window. Deciding to close it now because the cold wind bit at his skin, he pressed the up button.
A few fragments of safety glass were the only things that came out of the window slot on the driver's side door, but nothing more. Remnants of a broken window.
"Your window is broken Yagami-kun." Ryuzaki said with barely a stir in his voice. His face showed curiosity though. "If you wish I can get it looked after.
Simply shrugging, Light drove on.
Seemingly satisfied with this non- answer, Ryuzaki stated: "You have yet to disclose our destination Light-kun".
Light searched inside the pocket of his jacket and fished a note out.
"I have got a lead on a place."
He checked the note first, then handed it to Ryuzaki.
"Why do you wish to go there?"
"You know this place, Ryuzaki?"
"Yes, it's a dump. Why are we going there?"
Looking the dark haired man in the eyes, he gave his answer: "I don't remember."
The Jaguar crossed the railroad tracks and approached a derelict building, all the while whirling dust and little stones up.
Yagami Light halted the car next to a blue pickup truck, then stopped the engine.
Staring at the pickup he got out of the car.
"Looks like somebody's here, we should exercise caution."
"I saw that car here before, Yagami-kun. It seems that it is no new addition."
"What are you talking about, Ryuzaki? Light asked with a frown.
"Look at the evidence , the traces around the car are at most only a few days old and not even that. The car itself is clean, although there is dust everywhere. It can't have been here long."
"Evidence? Traces? What are you Light-kun, a trace sniffing search dog?"
Not even dignifying that with an answer, Light opened the car door and looked inside the vehicle. Leaning further into the interior, he found a few bullets.
Picking them up then letting them glide through his fingers, he mused for a few seconds, looking at Ryuzaki from the corner of his eyes, than he straightened up. Leaving the bullets behind.
"Come, let's take a look around." he said, not even bothering to turn around, to talk to the other man face to face.
Light strode purposefully to the entrance of the run down building, leaving Ryuzaki behind.
Lifting a curtain of teetered plastic to get further inside the house, he saw nothing but decay.
Paint and plaster rippling from the walls, the floor stained and musty. Only occasional pools of light brightening the gloom of the place.
Putting his hands inside his jacket pocket while looking further around, he felt the Polaroid at the tip of his fingers and took it out.
He read: "Ryuzaki."
He turned the picture to see what was written on the back.
Saw his own handwriting.
"Don't believe his lies"
"He is the one"
"KILL HIM"
Gazing into space with empty eyes, Light mumbled to himself: "Finally I have found him."
Hearing the crinkling of plastic from behind him, he stood stock still, eyes directed at floor as Ryuzaki approached him from the doorway.
"Did you find anything Yagami-kun?" he questioned tonelessly, as he scuffed towards Light
"No, I didn't assume so."Ryuzaki stated as he looked about.
Unseen from the black haired man, Light slipped his hand inside his jacket pocket again, palming a gun .
For one wild second he ask himself how he, of all people, should have come into the possession of a gun, but that thought was squashed as fast as it appeared. He knew with a bone deep certainty that the men behind him was dangerous, hazardous even.
Knew it, felt it in the tensing of his muscles, the faster beat of his normally steady heart.
The sense of being at the mercy of a predator.
But no, the last thought couldn't be true. He was Yagami Light. Yagami Light would never be at the mercy of another person, his intellect forebode it.
Let alone at the mercy of a guy like the one behind his back. A slouching, pasty faced guy with too big eyes.
Defending himself – winning, by all means possible, that was in his character, in his nature. Even if it meant procuring a handgun. He must, at some point have come to the conclusion that this was a necessary aspect, even if he couldn't remember drawing that conclusion anymore. It must have been an integral part of guarding his safety. This was the man, justice would prevail, one way or another.
Sighing deeply, Ryuzaki turned around and muttered: "I will search for abnormalities on the perimeter, so that we finally can conclude this excursion. We are wasting our time here."
Spinning around lightning-fast, all the while holding the pistol by the barrel, Light brought the handle down on Ryuzaki and hit him with brutal precision.
Ryuzaki staggered to his knees.
Taking him by the pits of his arms Yagami Light dragged the momentarily stunned man a few feet further into the room.
"Now you are paying for what you have done." Light told the seemingly dazed man.
"Ask for forgiveness and then, you are going to pay the price." he bristled with a rage-filled voice.
Cocking his gun, he pushed the barrel down into the other man's cheek with deadly force.
"Light-kun, you can't wrap your head around anything of what is happening here, at the moment."
Something in Ryuzaki's demeanor seemed eerily wrong to Light.
The monotone voice, the calmness of his posture, despite being threatened with a gun. The whole lack of emotion in the huge pools of his eyes and the almost unaffected way in which he acted, even as blood pooled from a sluggish cut on his lip and painted his teeth blood red.
"Beg my sister for forgiveness." Light demanded with flaring nostrils and narrowed eyes.
"Beg my father, my mother, beg all the others for forgiveness, before I blow your brains out." The fire in his eyes was unholy.
Every word only increased the pressure of the gun on tender white skin, leaving angry marks in its wake.
"Light, you have no idea what is going on here. You do not even know my name."
Curling his lip and smiling disdainfully, Light gave his reply: "Ryuzaki."
"Yes, because you read it off a meaningless photo, nothing more. You don't even know yourself."
Coming back from his brief second of uncertainty, he told the strangely calm man:
"I am Yagami Light. I was born on February, 28. I went to Daikoku Private Academy. I had a father, Yagami Soichiro. A mother, Yagami Sachiko . And a littler sister, Yagami Sayu."
"Yes, once upon a time you were that person. You have become something else, Light-kun."
"Shut your mouth." was the viciously sneered reply.
"You want to know Yagami-kun?" bottomless pools of dark eyes stared into light brown ones.
"Come," gesturing with his eyes toward a door, Ryuzaki indicated the way they should take.
Light looked uncertainly at the door and then fast back to the other man, never underestimating him.
"Come Light-kun, let's go down into the basement, you and I, together." The dark voice gave nothing away, but had a tempting lilt to it.
"Then you will learn, what you have become, who you really are." Now, a deep satisfaction in that voice.
Losing his focus for a moment Light pondered his options. Then staring back at the man with empty eyes.
A scream.
"No!"
A deafening roar.
A flash bursts momentarily blinding you with its white light.
