Disclaimer: Death Note is owned by Tsugumi Ooba, Takeshi Obata and whoever else owns it. I in no way claim it as my own; I just like to abuse the characters more than Bill Clinton likes White House interns. Any new characters are mine and any other new stuff is mine. I make no profit off of this silly fanfic and I don't intend any harm from it. No sue me, plz?
A/N: I've decided not to write the execution scene, and I'll explain why I chose not to.
I decided to briefly overview the execution scene to downplay it somewhat. This story is mainly concerned with L and Musiko and their interactions with other characters. Focusing on this important scene is good, but it would take away from the idea I've had from the beginning on how I wouldn't show all of what Kira does.
Also, Yukisuzu roughly means snowbell, to my knowledge. If I'm wrong, pretend I'm right for the sake of the story, but you can still correct me.
Angel of Death II: Second Trump (Death)
by KuroShinigami13
Chapter Two - Four of Spades (Freedom)
Death Note
How to Use It
- Even if you do not actually possess the Death Note, the effect will be the same if you can recognize the person and his/her name to place in the blank.
Three days later, Ryuuzaki's plan was carried out.
Both Light and Misa were taken from confinement and eventually both got into a car with Light's father driving.
Soichiro explained that he was to drive them to their execution, but then drove off into a secluded area, telling the two that he would then kill Light and then himself, having nothing against Misa.
Light and Misa, of course, were shocked and plead for their lives.
Then Soichiro pointed his gun to the young man's head and fired, but he had used a blank.
L had witnessed the entire scene via a hidden camera.
Misa and Light were then released on the grounds that if they were Kiras, Soichiro would have been killed.
And so, they were set free, but with some minor restrictions...
"Are you sure this is necessary, Ryuuzaki?" Light asked, his cuffed hand lifting.
Ryuuzaki lifted his own cuffed hand, the two cuffs separated by a fairly long chain.
"This is as difficult for me as it is for you," the detective assured the brunette.
"So is this what you meant by being together twenty-four hours a day with him?" questioned the blonde model standing beside them, the young woman surveying the handcuffs before looking at the raven-haired detective. "Looking at you, I never would have guessed. Are you on that side of the fence, Ryuuzaki?"
He looked over to her, "I told you, I'm not doing this because I want to, okay?"
"But Light belongs to me!" the little woman staked her claim clamorously. "I don't want to share him with you! If you're with him twenty-four seven, then how are we supposed to go on dates together?"
"Oh, you can still go on dates, but it'll have to be the three of us," Ryuuzaki informed her, Light watching the exchange with a sigh.
"No way! Are you telling me we have to kiss in front of you and stuff?!" the young woman asked, completely outraged by the very notion.
"I'm not telling you to do anything, but, yes, I suppose I would be watching," admitted the detective.
"Gross! You really are a pervert, aren't you?" she asked accusingly, grating on everyone's nerves.
"Light, please make Misa stop talking now," the raven-haired detective begged the younger man.
"Listen, Misa; that's enough," Light finally intervened, looking to the blonde. "The police have already established that it was you who sent those tapes, so you're lucky to even be here right now. They have every right to keep you in prison."
"Huh? How could you even say that, Light?" Misa asked with a concerned frown. "In case you forgot, I'm your girlfriend. Don't you trust your own soul mate?"
"Uh... What do you mean 'soul mate'?" he queried in return, a bit bewildered by the woman's ideas. "You're the one that said you fell in love with me at first sight, Misa."
She gasped, tears welling up in her big, blue eyes, "So why would you kiss me if you didn't have feelings for me?! You took advantage of me?"
Her fists pounded against him as she repeatedly called him stupid, most of the other men in the room aggravated by the scene.
Suddenly, Light caught her small hands and looked down into her eyes, "Look, Misa; I'm sorry if I hurt you, but I'm in love with someone else."
"Wha-?" the blonde mumbled, completely confounded with tears streaming down her face. "Tell me who it is! I'll kill her!"
Light sighed deeply at the little blonde's proclamation, "You shouldn't make death threats, especially in front of the police."
"Tell me who she is!" Misa demanded again, desperate to know the name of her rival.
"I love Musiko," he finally admitted simply.
Misa gasped, only crying harder; she was shocked that her one true love would be in love with the woman who was like a big sister to her.
"About this 'love at first sight'; it happened at Aoyama on the twenty-second, didn't it?" asked Ryuuzaki, deterring them from talking about Musiko.
"So what?" Misa asked softly, staring back at the dark-eyed detective.
"Why did you choose that day to go to Aoyama, and do you remember what you wore?" he returned in question.
She turned away from Light, answering, "It's like I told you, I just happened to go there. I don't know why, I don't remember how I felt, and I don't even know what I was wearing!"
"Anyway," Misa began, advancing on the detective, "since when do I need a reason to hang out in Aoyama, huh?"
"And somehow," Ryuuzaki concluded with a tone of wonderment, "when you came back from Aoyama, you knew that you were in love with some guy, and that his name was Light."
"Yes," she declared confidently, taking one firm step forward.
"And you, yourself, have no idea how you came to know his name," he finished his assessment.
"Yeah," she agreed, closing the gap between them till her face was inches from his. "So what?"
"Tell me," the dark-haired young man began, "what if Light was Kira? How would it make you feel?"
After a sharp intake of breath, she echoed, "How would I feel if Light was Kira?"
"That's right."
In seconds flat, she returned to Light, latching onto the brunette's arm.
"Ohh, that'd be wonderful," she answered the detective's inquiry, rubbing her cheek to Light's captive arm. "I mean, I've always been grateful to Kira for punishing the men who murdered my parents, so if I found out that Light was actually Kira, that would be like a bonus for me. If anything, it would make me love him even more, even though it's, like, practically impossible to love him more than I already do."
"It's Kira, though," Ryuuzaki reminded the bubbly blonde. "You'd love him even more for that? I mean, wouldn't you be afraid? What if he tried to kill you?"
"You're talking about Light being Kira?" she asked, grinning and hugging Light's arm tightly. "He wouldn't be scary at all. I'm a supporter of Kira, so if I found out my Light was actually him, I'd think of how I could be helpful."
Ryuuzaki's eyes narrowed, the young detective both disgusted and trying to process facts at the same time. For one so very pretty, she was very, very stupid.
"That's very generous of you, but I'm pretty sure Kira doesn't need your help," he assured the little model unkindly.
He then concluded, "Well, Misa, based on what you just told me, there can be no mistake that you are the second Kira. But you've made it so painfully obvious that I don't really wanna believe it."
"Whatever!" she retorted. "It's not believable because I'm not the second Kira, okay?"
The blonde-haired model then stuck her tongue out at him from behind Light, still holding onto the young man's arm.
"Anyway, for the time being, you'll remain under surveillance," Ryuuzaki carried on, basically ignoring her comment. "If you do go out, when needed you'll be able to contact us using this room's extension. For the most part, your life will return to normal, but from now on, for all private and work-related affairs, Mister Matsuda will be accompanying you as your new manager, Matsui..."
He rambled on, Misa ignoring him and looking at Matsuda with pursed lips.
"This old guy's my manager?" she asked of the brown-eyed man.
"What's wrong with me, Misa Misa?" Matsuda questioned, pointing to himself. "Is it the tie, 'cause I can--"
Without warning, Aizawa jumped up, hitting his hands to the coffee table before him, "Would you cut it out with all this dating, kissing, and Misa Misa talk already?! This is the Kira investigation! Stop messing around!"
"Sorry about that, Aizawa," Matsuda apologized, the other man looking to him from the corner of his eyes.
Through gritted teeth, he replied, "No, it's alright. I just figured out what the problem is."
Standing fully, he walked toward Misa, pointing to the door, "Misa Amane, it's time for you to go to your room!"
"Whyyy?" she squealed.
After a small fight, he managed to shove her out and shut the door on her at last.
"Sooo, Light, are you serious about her?" Ryuuzaki questioned the young brunette, gaze still on the door the blonde had left through.
"No way," Light assured him. "Like I told you earlier, it's completely one-sided. I love Musiko."
Ryuuzaki turned to him, making a request, "Then could you at least pretend to be serious for the sake of the investigation? There are two things I know about Amane for sure. One, that she's involved in this, and two... that she's in love with you."
"You want me to become intimate with her to gather information about the second Kira?" Light concluded in question.
"Yes. I think you could do it without arousing her suspicions, and Amane would definitely be a valuable source of information for us. Not to mention this is the main reason why I agreed to release the two of you," explained the detective.
"Ryuuzaki," Light replied sternly. "As much as I want to help you, and as important as the Kira case is to me, I can't manipulate a woman's feelings like that."
"Please try to understand," he continued after a brief pause. "To me, exploiting another person's feelings for personal gain is unforgivable and I won't allow myself to stoop that low."
'There's something wrong with this picture,' Ryuuzaki concluded to himself silently. 'It's as if he's a different person now... Is it possible that this is an act? If this is genuine, it not only implies that Amane was being controlled by Kira, but Light Yagami, too... However, Musiko insists that Light is and was Kira and that would make Misa Amane the second Kira... Is her word truly trustworthy?'
"Hm? What's wrong, Ryuuzaki?" Light asked to the older man's silence, staring at the detective.
"N-Nothing," the detective returned. "I suppose you're right, after all. However, considering Misa will have a lot of contact with the public, it would be helpful if you could make sure she doesn't leak information."
"By the way, do you think we could come up with an alternative to this system of moving from hotel to hotel every few days?" Light inquired, looking from side to side.
"Yes!" Ryuuzaki said enthusiastically. "In fact, I had that very same thought some time ago, and so, I arranged for a facility to be built."
The detective then walked off towards his laptop, yanking Light along by their handcuffs.
After the men in the room got done looking over the new building, a knock came from the door in a little tune, Ryuuzaki recognizing it immediately.
"That would be Musiko," he said, Light hearing this and going to the door.
He opened it to find Musiko and someone he didn't recognize. Said person was male, almost as tall as himself, and had white hair, his eyes black and resembling Ryuuzaki's.
"Hey, Light," the singer greeted, thumb pointing to the man behind her. "This is Yukisuzu."
The two went into the room once the brunette stepped out of the way, Near coming in behind the raven-haired songstress with his hands buried in his jeans pockets.
"May I ask as to why you decided to bring Yukisuzu with you?" Ryuuzaki questioned Musiko, standing from his seat.
"Well," she began with a smirk, "think of it as my only condition for coming back."
'Yukisuzu' smirked as well, "For now, I happen to be acting as Miss Hanabi's assistant and second manager."
Light extended his hand to the white-haired, dark-eyed man, "I'm Light Yagami, Musiko's boyfriend."
Shaking his hand, Yukisuzu noticed the younger man's added declaration, finding it slightly amusing, considering everything Musiko had told him. From the corner of his eye, he saw said woman shift uncomfortably, only further amusing him, even as he pitied her.
The white-haired detective thought to himself, 'Am I to believe that there are now three men on this investigation that are or claim to be in love with Nyoko?'
Musiko was thinking along the same lines.
'There's probably some weird chick somewhere that might think I'm the luckiest girl ever with three guys claiming to having feelings for me,' Musiko thought with frustration, looking from face to face, 'but this situation sucks major ass. L is unfathomably hard to love because he's so socially inept, Light is my self-proclaimed enemy as a Kira, even though he doesn't remember anything right now, and Near knows I'm hopelessly devoted to L and has to just act cool with that.'
'How can this situation get any worse?' she asked herself with a frown. 'Light has got to get his memories back as soon as possible or I'm going to go crazy! Misa is already pissed at me because of Light since she wouldn't talk to me in the hallway! L's pissed at me because he thinks I might be screwing Near and Light, and that I might even be in love with Light. And Near is pissed at L because of me! '
'I'm seriously going to have a meltdown,' her mind groaned.
A few days later, everyone had moved into the new facility.
"Good morning," Aizawa said to Soichiro and Matsuda, walking into the main room of the new building.
The other officers turned in their seats before a large monitor to find Aizawa carrying his pants and suit jacket.
"What's wrong?" questioned Soichiro, looking to the band-aid on the other man's forehead. "Did you get hurt?"
"Oh, this?" Aizawa asked, touching the band-aid. "Kind of. Ha... I had a little fight with my wife and... It's just that my daughter's still young and I'm hardly ever at home as it is, so..."
"Ah. Yes," the Chief replied, able to sympathize with his situation. "It's probably best if you sleep at home."
Matsuda looked up to Aizawa, saying, "Well, you're going to be missing out... The rooms in this place are amazing. If I were you, I'd just move the whole family in here."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," the other officer muttered, brushing off his remark. "That's easy for you to say as a bachelor."
Aizawa then looked around, asking, "Where are they?"
"Oh, Misa Misa and Light are sort of on a date," Matsuda answered his inquiry, turning to the monitor. "Last we checked, all five of them were up in Misa Misa's room."
One of the screens changed, displaying a visual of the five.
A grumpy-looking Misa and a bored Light sat on the couches in the room, opposite on another, while Ryuuzaki sat beside Light, eating another sugary product. Beside Misa was Musiko who was playing with her Nintendo DS Lite with intense concentration, Yukisuzu on the floor beside where she sat, continually solving a Rubik's cube he'd no doubt brought along to occupy his time.
"Man," Misa complained with a frown from where she leaned back on the couch. "This has gotta be the lamest date I've ever been on."
"At least you don't get followed every time you try to go to the bathroom," Musiko remarked, giving Yukisuzu a glare before returning her eyes to her handheld.
Yukisuzu smirked to himself, one finger twirling a strand of his snow white hair, suggesting in the blonde's direction, "Perhaps Musiko and I should leave?"
Truthfully, the white-haired detective would rather spend his time alone with Musiko in comfortable silence than with two truly evil Kiras, regardless of their lost memories, and his arch rival in the matter of love.
"Please," interjected Ryuuzaki, effectively sweeping the other detective's idea under the rug and looking to Misa with his fork in his mouth, "pretend we're not even here."
"By the way," he added, pointing to the plate in front of her, "are you gonna eat that piece of cake?"
"Cake makes you fat; I'm not gonna eat any," the blonde replied.
"Actually, I find that you don't gain any weight as long as you burn calories by using your brain," Ryuuzaki informed her matter-of-factly.
"Hmph! So now you're calling me stupid?!" she asked, leaning forward as the detective's words had incited her anger. "Fine, then! I'll give you the piece of cake as long as you agree to leave me and Light alone and that Musiko and, uhh... the white-haired guy go with you!"
Yukisuzu looked up, "The name is Yukisuzu. Shall I write it down for you?"
Musiko squeaked out an amused chuckle, then covered her mouth with one hand and ducked her head, hiding behind the small DS Lite in her hands.
The young, white-haired detective simply smirked in her direction.
"Even if I leave you two alone, I'm still going to be watching on surveillance cameras," the raven-haired detective told the blonde model, ignoring the others, "so it wouldn't make any difference."
Misa squealed back, "You pervert! Could you stop it with your creepy hobby?"
"You can call me whatever you like," he replied, unfazed by her name-calling, one foot on the couch and one to the coffee table as he confiscated her piece of cake. "Last chance for cake!"
"Okay, then," the model decided, sneering. "I'll just close the curtains and turn off the lights."
"We have infrared cameras in here as well," Ryuuzaki informed her.
Misa simply growled in reply.
Light looked over to the detective, "What's wrong with you? I thought moving here was supposed to help us catch Kira, but since we've been here, you don't seem all that motivated to me."
"Not motivated?" Ryuuzaki repeated. "You're right. Actually, I'm depressed."
"Depressed? What for?" the brunette asked incredulously.
"Well," the older man replied, taking a bite of cake, "all this time I thought that you were Kira and my entire case hinged on that fact. I guess I just can't get past the fact that my deduction was wrong."
"Although, having said that," he continued, "I'm still suspicious of you."
"That's why we're wearing these," the detective said, lifting up his cuffed hand that held his fork briefly. "And we also know that Kira can control peoples' actions, which means it was highly likely that Kira was controlling your actions so that I would suspect you."
"If I assume both you and Misa were being controlled by him, then everything we've observed so far makes a lot more sense to me," concluded the raven-haired man.
"If that's what you think, Misa and I were both Kira during the time we were being controlled, right?" Light asked, arms crossed.
"Yes," the detective confirmed. "I don't think I could've been wrong about that. The two of you... are Kira."
"If what I'm thinking is correct," he carried, addressing Light and thinking back to their confinement, "when your confinement began you were Kira. I don't believe it's coincidence that as soon as you were imprisoned, all the killings stopped. Until then, everything pointed to you being Kira."
"But after two weeks, criminals actually began dying again," the detective reviewed. "Based on that evidence, I can only conclude that... Kira's power passes between people."
"That's an interesting idea," Light commented, "but, if it's true, it'll be nearly impossible for us to catch Kira."
"Yes," agreed Ryuuzaki with a frown. "That's why I'm overwhelmed. Even if we catch someone under his control, they'll likely lose their powers and any memory of their crimes, so in the end, pursuing them becomes futile."
Light replied, "But at this point, we have no way of knowing if that's the case. Cheer up, would ya?"
"Cheer up?" the raven-haired detective repeated, briefly looking to the younger man. "No. I'm sorry; I can't. It's probably better if I just stop trying so hard..."
He tugged at his bottom lip, staring up at the ceiling, "By chasing Kira so desperately, we're just putting our lives at risk for nothing... Yes. It's just a waste of time."
Light stood, Musiko, Yukisuzu, and Misa looking up to him at the sudden movement.
"Ryuuzaki," the brunette said, said detective looking over only for the brunette to punch him in the face.
The force of the hit knocked Ryuuzaki back, Light stumbling along with him because of the handcuffs.
Meanwhile, Misa jumped up with a scream and Musiko pocketed her DS Lite, then went to the other end of the room in an attempt to stay clear of the two men, Near following beside her all the while.
Ryuuzaki sat up just as Misa stepped in the piece of cake that had tragically fallen to the floor.
"Ya know, that really hurt," commented the dark-eyed detective, looking to Light Yagami.
"That's enough!" Light announced. "You don't feel like doing anything... just because your genius deduction was wrong and I'm not Kira?"
"Fine," said Ryuuzaki, rubbing his lips to the side of his hand. "Perhaps I phrased that the wrong way. I meant it would be pointless for us to make a move, so we shouldn't even bother."
"If we don't chase Kira, he'll never be caught!" the brunette declared. "Is that what you want?"
"If you were just gonna give up, then why did you involve all of those innocent people?" Light demanded, walking over to the detective and gripping his shirt collar, lifting him up. "More importantly, what was the point of putting Misa and me behind bars?"
"And what was the point in bringing Musiko into this entire situation in the first place?" the younger man interrogated the dark-haired detective. "You could have gotten her killed!"
"And for what; all for you to admit defeat?" he questioned angrily.
"I understand," Ryuuzaki replied quietly. "But still... whatever the reason..."
The detective suddenly pulled back, his leg coming up, foot connecting with Light's face and knocking the younger man backward.
"An eye for an eye, my friend," Ryuuzaki concluded.
The force of Ryuuzaki's kick knocked Light backward, the detective at the other end of the handcuffs helplessly dragged until both flew into the couch near the others, knocking it over backwards.
The young, raven-haired genius recovered, saying, "It's not my deduction that was wrong. The fact is, I can say that Light Yagami is Kira and Misa Amane is the second Kira, but it won't be enough to solve the case, and that's why I'm a little depressed.
"Is that so unreasonable?" he inquired of the younger man.
"Yes," Light replied firmly, getting up. "Yes, it is. Besides, you should hear yourself. It's as if you won't be satisfied unless I am Kira."
"I won't be satisfied unless you're Kira," the detective repeated, thinking those words over. "Well, there may be some truth to that... In fact, now that you mention it, you're right. I think I wanted you to be Kira."
'For a myriad of reasons, Light Yagami, one such reason involving my Nyoko,' he thought just before Light's fist collided with his face once again, the detective keeping his ground this time.
The two now stood, Ryuuzaki growling, Light's fist still in his face.
"As I said before, an eye for an eye," the young, raven-haired man reminded. "I'm a lot stronger than I look, ya know."
The detective spun around, kicking Light in the face once more.
Suddenly, Misa had a bright idea and shoved Musiko out into the middle of their fight, calling to the singer, "Do something!"
"What the hell?!" Musiko cried, stumbling towards the two men, Yukisuzu attempting to catch onto her shirt, but just barely missing.
Light and Ryuuzaki managed to accidentally position Musiko in the middle, unfortunately for her. Said woman held up her arms so that she made fists near her cheeks, her first gut instinct causing her to duck, narrowly escaping Light's incoming fist.
Unfortunately, her presence intercepted Ryuuzaki's split-second reaction, which was to crouch and attempt to kick his opponent's legs out from under him. Needless to say, he instead tripped Musiko, who went sailing forward, arms outstretched as if to surrender.
Instead of falling flat on her face, however, she bounced off of the chain connecting Light and Ryuuzaki's cuffs, grabbing onto it for support, but unfortunately falling toward a still-crouching Ryuuzaki.
Before anyone knew what was happening, Ryuuzaki had tried to crawl backward, but as Musiko yanked the chain, Light came sailing forward. The brunette knocked into Musiko and sped her epic decent until she fell completely on top of Ryuuzaki, the pair's lips accidentally locking.
Somehow, Light ended up sitting on Musiko's back, effectively making a Musiko sandwich with Ryuuzaki.
Quickly, Light got up, and soon everyone's eyes were on Musiko and Ryuuzaki's kiss.
In the background, Misa cheered for the two, while Light merely looked astonished. Yukisuzu simply glared at the other detective. As for the pair themselves, Musiko's eyes were as wide as saucers as she stared at Ryuuzaki, said young man's eyes matching her own.
He regained composure before Musiko, but to everyone's surprise, including those watching on surveillance, Ryuuzaki simply closed his eyes and deepened the kiss.
Pulling back, Musiko broke away from his lips, moving away from him and sitting on her own. Standing, she brushed unseen dirt from her clothing before looking around the room at all four faces, all sets of eyes trained on her.
"What?" she asked, bewildered as she looked between them all.
Light coughed into his fist before speaking, "Forgive me, Musiko. I never intended to throw a punch at you."
Musiko sighed, relieved that the topic was back on comfortable ground.
"I understand, Light," the young woman replied with a soft smile. "It was my fault for freezing up and getting myself stuck in the middle."
Taking in a deep breath, she added, "I'm just gonna go now..."
Turning, she scurried out of the room, Yukisuzu hurriedly following along.
