Mikami made his way, slowly, toward the vehicle. He could hear that insufferable woman behind him. She was on his heels like a hell hound, Mikami wasn't surprised after the way he offended her earlier, but the man certainly wasn't sorry for the way he had treated her. "What comes around goes around", or so they say. Mikami continued his trudge towards the vehicle. It seemed to be a van of some description, probably armoured to protect the occupants. Mikami wondered if there was any point to bringing him in an armoured vehicle, as far as he could tell that would only make him stand out.
In all likelihood Near would want to avoid as much publicity as possible, at least until the trial. Undoubtedly the trial itself would get is publicity. Never before had Mikami heard such drivel. Trial, Mikami wasn't a criminal and his God most certainly wasn't a criminal! To reflect his change in mood Mikami's eyebrow furrowed and his almost omnipresent frown became more pronounced.
Mikami clumsily clambered into the armoured van, as he struggled the women all but shoved him upwards in the vehicle. Once again Mikami's mood became even sourer; the woman had some nerve to treat him in this way! He was the right hand of a God! However, to his relief, the male agent ordered the woman to drive. It seemed that the male agent would be sitting in the back of the vehicle with him. Uncharacteristically Mikami smiled upon this thought, the agent noticed this and smiled back.
Once both of the men were seated the male agent began to speak "I never really got to introduce myself," he pointed him thumb to his chest "name's Cody Barnes." The agent looked to Mikami for some form of acknowledgement. He received it, Mikami nodded.
"I am Mikami Teru," Mikami began before pausing "but I suppose you already know that." The prosecutor finished. The agent nodded affirming Mikami's suspicions.
The agent spoke once more "My partner's name is Eva Hall; sorry about her attitude towards you she lost her father to Kira." He frowned apologetically.
This did little to assuage Mikami's hatred of the woman. If her father had been killed by Kira either he was working against his God or he was a criminal. There was a chance he could have been killed by Higuchi. However even so this was no excuse for her attitude, however Mikami chose to keep silent about his thoughts. After all this man was could potentially be a useful ally to Mikami and his God. Mikami lay his head back upon the headrest slowly and closed his eyes, barely listening to the man speaking about of multitude of inane things. As he felt himself slowly drift off to sleep he wondered if his God was fairing any better than he was now. With that last question in his head Mikami fell in restful oblivion.
Light Yagami, for one of the very few times he could recall in his life, was at his wit's end. His cell was incredibly dull, white tiles, white sinks and white walls. Everything was white. Light smiled slightly, it was often said the white represented purity and holiness. What better place for a God to reside in during one of his greatest battles. He was at war against Near and the SPK team. He was also at war with Ryuk somewhat, the Death God had made his way into the cell thirty minutes ago. Five minutes were all it took for Light to become enraged by the Shinigami's antics. The next twenty five minutes were just torture. Light had been subjected to his prattling for five years but somehow this felt worse than the previous five years multiplied by a factor of ten.
The Shinigami floated beside Light "Hey Light, you got any apples?" the Shinigami started talking again "Hey Light don't ignore me, there aren't any cameras overlooking this cell."
Light perked up at this information, no cameras? Such a rookie mistake was something that Light could easily capitalise on, but he was no fool, Near was counting on him to try and escape. He knew not what the child detective was planning but he wasn't going to spring his trap. As he pondered what to do next Ryuk floated toward Light again.
"So Light, got any apples?" Ryuk asked again. The Shinigami was desperate for apples. At this point he would even eat one from the Shinigami realm. "Come on Light, I need an apple!" To Light's amusement the Shinigami was comically waving his hands in the air.
"Ryuk, do you know where we are?" asked Light hiding his agenda from the God of Death. Clearly Japan's top student was thinking of something.
The Death God was mildly confused but answered "We are in a jail cell Light." The man nodded at the Shinigami indicating that he was right.
"Do you know what that means Ryuk?" he asked the Shinigami. However before Ryuk could answer, Light answered himself "It means I don't have control over where I go or what I eat!"
"So Light, what do you mean?" asked Ryuk still not fully understanding the implications of the situation he and Light were in.
Light sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose before standing up and speaking "It means that I neither have an apple to give you nor can I go and get one!"
It seemed that finally the Shinigami understood his "dire" situation. As he immediately began screaming and yelling. Ryuk flew several laps around the jail cell before collapsing in the corner mumbling to himself about the unfairness of life. Light once again sighed at the Death God's senselessness before turning to look out the window in his cell. From what he could discern about the cell's particular layout, and window facing the street below he guessed that this room wasn't a purpose built cell. Perhaps Near had had the room converted to hold him. This could explain the lack of cameras. However he still wasn't willing to risk anything yet, he saw an armoured van pulling up outside the headquarters. He couldn't perfectly see who the occupants were as they exited the back of the vehicle. His concentration was once again interrupted by Ryuk.
The Shinigami's legs were twisted and he was doing a handstand in the middle of the room. "Light, the withdrawal symptoms." the Shinigami comically groaned "they are starting!"
Light stared at the Shinigami for a brief moment before facing the iron bars of his cell. The sooner the trial began the better.
Mikami awoke and quickly looked around surveying the area. It seemed that Barnes had fallen asleep as well judging by the quiet snoring coming from the other man. Mikami glanced at the holster for the man's weapon, even when handcuffed Mikami could manoeuvre his hands enough to get the weapon. Mikami shot the idea down immediately, he fought against criminals. To kill the man, who himself seem to sympathise with Kira, and his rude partner would make him no better than those he wished to cleanse the world of. He patiently waited for Barnes to wake up, during which time he tried to figure out what time it was. Luckily Barnes seemed to be stirring, so Mikami wouldn't have to wait long until his companion in this moving cage would wake up.
The SPK agent finally looked up groggily clearly disorientated before seeing Mikami intently staring at him. For a brief moment he was confused, before remembering the other man was always like that. He smiled at Mikami before scratching the back of his head sheepishly.
"I guess I fell asleep as well, eh?" asked Barnes with mirth in his voice. "I got to be careful about falling asleep on the job or else I might get reprimanded, or worse I could be fired." Mikami wasn't particularly amused by the man's joking but politely smiled at him before nodding.
"Yes, with your line of work I would say you are tired all the time" Mikami stated, at this point he was trying to make conversation to pass the time.
"Oh it isn't that bad." assured Barnes as the agent once again began to engage in conversation "in fact I quite enjoy my work."
Mikami decided that now was a good time to see where the man's sympathies lay. He nonchalantly agreed "Yes, I quite enjoy my work as well."
He scrutinised the agent's face, already he could see the agent slightly nodding with a grim look on his face. Mikami was satisfied with the agent's response and lay back into his seat. He wished his God was here, he was a much better people person. To be frank all this conversation was tiring Mikami out. Perhaps if he was at ease he could better converse, but at the moment he was so on edge that he was certain any sudden movements could set him off. He took a deep breath. Mikami knew that he needed to calm himself. At this point in time all that mattered was that he found his God nothing else. Suddenly the van came to a stop; Mikami jolted forward slightly and muttered something unintelligible in anger.
"Hey, there are people back here you know?" Barnes said sarcastically to Agent Hall in the front. He turned and looked at Mikami "Well here is where we get off." He stood up to open the door.
Mikami could hear the slam of the front door as the insufferable female agent stormed off. Obviously the woman held a grudge against him and wished to get away as soon as possible. During this time Barnes stood against the door of the van. Mikami finally observed the man and took in his features, neat hair, small nose and a small scar on his chin. The man nervously swept back his black hair before turning to face Mikami. He quickly leaned in close to Mikami to speak to the prosecutor.
"I respect Kira and his methods, if you need any help just ask." whispered the man quietly only loud enough for Mikami to hear. Mikami nodded at the man's admission, he was right the man was going to be quite useful.
Barnes opened the backdoor of the van and both men exited the vehicle and made their way towards the building. It took all of Mikami's self-control to not sprint towards the building. His God was close, he was certain of it. However, despite his anger about having to do so, he walked at a normal pace towards the headquarters matching his stride to Barnes.
Once they entered Mikami was surprised by the "welcoming party", at least ten men all armed watched Mikami as he walked in. Mikami had to laugh at the uselessness of the gesture. Mikami was in no way a fighter. Well at least not to the extent they were preparing for. He couldn't overwhelm Barnes in his current state, never mind ten other men. It seems Near was taking extra precautions to get him where ever he wanted him. Needless to say Mikami was quickly ushered to the elevator with Cody and three other men getting in the elevator with him. The tension in the elevator was almost palpable; it seemed that the three other men had a mutual dislike for Mikami.
The tallest of the three new men in the elevator spoke up "Well Kira?" he looked into Mikami's eyes "How does it feel to have lost?" Despite not being particularly funny, to Mikami at least, the other men excluding Barnes found it quite funny and chortled loudly.
Mikami looked at the man who had spoken; he had a dark complexion with blue eyes and shaved black hair. He looked particularly young, if Mikami was to hazard a guess he would say the man was just out of his teens. He could tell that the man had lost someone to Kira; he knew the look in his eye anywhere. Unfortunately this man was the second person to draw Mikami's ire that day. Mikami cleared his throat.
"Who did you lose to Kira?" he asked the man now meeting his stare with a fiery glance of his own.
The taller man looked incensed before saying "You killed my father." The cold fury was beginning to warm up in the man it wouldn't be long before the metaphorical iceberg would transform into a volcano of emotions.
Mikami nodded before speaking again "Was your father a criminal?" he looked up to meet the tall man's glance again.
The man looked slightly flustered by the question before his fury overcame him again "My father made a few mistakes when he was younger."
Mikami once again nodded before asking another question "What did your father do?"
The man looked slightly sad "He accidentally killed a man while robbing a bank." the man now seemed to want to justify his father "He wanted to provide for us, we were having a hard time paying the bills."
Mikami looked up at the man before maniacally grinning at him "I have no regrets; your father is burning in hell where he belongs!"
The tall man was incensed; he grabbed Mikami by the collar and punched Mikami viciously in the nose. By some miracle it didn't break but it was certainly flowing with blood. He then punched Mikami in the gut and went to strangle the prosecutor before his colleagues wrestled him away from Mikami. When the man looked up at Mikami the lawyer was still smiling at him, worse yet he actually began laughing at him! Mikami couldn't control himself, something about this man had unhinged him and he couldn't help but laugh at the man. He was nothing but a boy with "daddy issues" trying desperately to bring honour to his family name and wipe away the shame his father had wrought. Something about his predicament was so comical to the prosecutor that he couldn't help laugh at him. To the sane person the man's situation would have been depressing, and his attempt to bring honour to his family name admirable. Mikami was many things loyal, intelligent, quick witted and polite. However there was one thing Mikami was not… sane.
When the elevator door mercifully opened Mikami was grabbed by Barnes, and all but dragged through the door. To Barne's horror Mikami was still laughing even as the blood soaked his white shirt. Not only that, but Mikami's laugh was getting louder! He had to get the man to his cell quickly before the lawyer terrified the entire floor. Mikami responded to his increased pace and likewise increased his speed. At this point Mikami was crying from how much he was laughing.
Barnes had to admit he was terrified of the man's current actions. And suddenly as quickly as the bout of malicious laughter had begun it had ceased. Whatever momentary madness that had overcome Mikami had vanished. Mikami seemed either quite unfazed by his previous loss of composure or perhaps completely unaware of it. Both of these possibilities equally disturbed Barnes. It had occurred to him that the Fourth Kira wasn't in the best state of mind, considering his suicide attempt, but he had failed to realise just how severe the situation was. His thought process was interrupted by Mikami waving at him to gain his attention; he filed away his thoughts to be pondered later.
Mikami twisted to look at Barnes "I find it quite surprising that you were so willing to give out you and your partner's names, I am certain you were informed that Kira can kill with but a name and a face." Not that it mattered to Mikami, having made the Shinigami eye deal he could confirm that their names were real.
Barnes, seemingly glad that Mikami was acting normally again, began speaking "All SPK agents were informed by Near that you were capable of discerning a person's name by looking at them." He looked at looked at the door ahead leading to the cells "So I didn't really need to introduce myself and Eva, but I thought it would be bad manners not to." He stopped at the door "Besides, I was hoping you wouldn't find a reason to kill me."
Mikami followed Barnes inside the room. He quietly stepped towards the cell the agent was indicating to. Mikami's breathing halted; there was his God asleep on the bunk bed inside the room. Barnes patted Mikami on the shoulder drawing him out of his stupor. He brought out the key to Mikami's hand cuffs and unlocked the cell door for Mikami. He reached inside his top pocket and handed the prosecutor a hanker-chief for his nose.
"Sorry, but you will have to stay here until we extradite you to face trial in whatever country they decide for you be prosecuted in." Barnes apologetically told Mikami however judging from Mikami's expression the lawyer didn't particularly care. Barnes gestured for Mikami to go inside which he did so locking the gate behind the Fourth Kira.
For the second time in his life Mikami was speechless, he didn't know how to approach or speak to his God after his heretical failure. Never before had he felt as ashamed as he did now. How was he worthy to be in his God's divine presence? Before his suicide attempt Mikami would have sat, for hours if necessary, until his God woke up. Mikami however had no time to spare, it was essential his God was updated on the situation as soon as possible! He tentatively shook Light's shoulder careful not to cause his God discomfort but firmly enough to awake the man. It worked as Light began to groggily move and scratch his eyes.
"Ryuk… go away damn it," the genius murmured sleepily "I told you already if you want to get apples you are going to have to go and find them yourself."
Light had yet to awaken properly so Mikami patiently but still firmly shook Light again. This time Light sat up but still wasn't facing Mikami. Mikami actually spent a small amount of time debating with himself whether it was his place to touch his God again. Finally concluding that the benefits of getting his God's attention far outweighed the he once again shook his God. Light swung around looking quite angry before realising it wasn't the troublesome Shinigami as he had thought.
"Mikami," Light asked "when did you get here?" The former detective looked quite startled by the fanatic's sudden appearance.
Mikami was keen to explain to his God "Only moments ago God, I arrived and I noticed you were sleeping." Mikami apologised "I am sorry I awoke you God, however I have information that you may find useful."
Light stared at Miami considering his words before gesturing for him to continue "Go on, elaborate Mikami!"
"I have discovered a Kira sympathiser within the SPK" stated Mikami lowly to avoid prying ear's attention. He felt quite pleased with himself and so was his God judging from the smirk plastering his face.
"Excellent work Mikami!" congratulated Light quietly. "While there is a chance that he could possibly be a trap laid by Near if he is authentic the benefits outweigh the risks tenfold."
Light pondered to himself "Yes, this gamble could be especially fortuitous for both us and our agenda."
Light inspected Mikami, while the lawyer stood tall and straight there was clearly something wrong. His was slightly trembling and his eye seemed to be twitching. Light was quite alarmed by his most loyal subordinate's behaviour and quickly demanded an explanation.
"Mikami," Light asked sternly "what is the matter?" His subordinate all but collapsed to his knees in front of him once again confusing Light.
"My God," begged Mikami "I beseech you; please forgive me for my heretical failure." The lawyer looked ready to cry "I swear to you upon my life, I won't fail you again!"
Light remembered that his subordinates were very different to each other. Misa was loyal, slightly incompetent and infatuated with Light. Mikami, however, was different the prosecutor was loyal to a fault, very intelligent and fanatical. Mikami's failure must have been figuratively eating the lawyer from the inside. It was no wonder the man was an emotional sobbing wreck before him. Mikami's only pillar in his life was Light, his God. Without his approval the foundations of Mikami's character had crumbled, culminating in the dishevelled mess on the floor. He realised that he had to act lest he permanently damage his last loyal and useful accomplice.
"Mikami calm yourself!" ordered Light attempting to repair the situation before it spiralled out of control. "I forgive you, your failure was a serious error but in doing so you have presented us with one of the greatest opportunities we could have ever had!" Light once again tried to assuage his subordinate's fears "If anything Mikami I should be thanking you."
Mikami stood up immediately and recomposed hadn't expected the prosecutor to so quickly recover, with his forgiveness and praise Mikami had all but forgotten his failure. He stared at the second L his eyes showing his gratitude.
"Thank you God," said Mikami the lawyer was now calm having been forgiven by his God "I cannot even begin to express my gratitude."
Light now calmed himself. He had avoided a very difficult situation, and was, to be honest, quite pleased with his handling of the whole predicament. Mikami, at the moment, was Light's only subordinate and with his acquaintances in the Japanese Task Force now aware of his nature; his sister incapable of expressing emotions after being confined to a wheelchair from shock and his mother probably being unable to stand the sight of him after finding out about his true nature Mikami was now Light's only friend. Granted, the man certainly saw Light more like a messiah than a friend, but it was better than nothing. While Mikami treated their relationship like that of Jesus and Peter, Light wished it to be more like that of almost equals. Mikami would always be his accomplice the man had proven himself at least worthy of a smidgen of Light's respect.
Mikami looked up to speak again, this time whispering "My God, I wish to inform you as well that I had previously removed a substantial amount of Death Note pages prior to our capture and hidden them in a safe place." He looked up for his God's approval.
Light's eyes widened at this revelation and his mouth curved in a massive smirk. Yes… Mikami was most certainly the most useful of his accomplices.