Amaya got to her feet, absentmindedly rubbing at her wrists once her bonds were let loose. She gave a sideways glance at L, who was the one who had cautiously removed her restraints, as he opened the door to exit the room. She hesitated, grasping her arms in an awkward position before she slowly followed both L and Watari out of the room and into an inconspicuous hallway. The trio was silent with Amaya's eyes wide, taking in the newly 'animated' fictional world's environment. 'This brings a whole new meaning for animation doesn't it.' She thought wryly, only to abruptly crash into a white shirt cloven back. Amaya's face scrunched up as she bounced back while L turned giving her an irritated expression. She sent him a mocking expression causing him to roll his eyes and continue on his way. Watari eyed the exchange warily, still unsure of the newcomer. The group stopped and Watari punched in a numeric code into a security pad next to a large metal door. The door slid outward, allowing them to enter what Amaya instantly recognized as the Task Force's headquarters.
There was one lone window positioned above the room in an offset corner, revealing that it was relatively late into the night. Amaya's eyes were then drawn to the rest of the members of the Force, noting the common theme of suspicion radiating from them was aimed towards her. She huffed silently before scanning the rooms relative lack of light, the only source of brightness was being received from the assortment of screens and monitors. A light snicker drew her attention to the far corner of the room. Light was leaning against the wall, arms crossed with a superior expression on his face. Her eyes narrowed, a surge of anger rushing through her. Clenching her fists as well as her jaw, she sent a look of obvious hatred his way, making Light's sneer grow bigger in an amused response.
L, unknowingly to the pair of silently communicating nineteen year olds, was noting every single movement and reaction the two were apparently having during their silent conversation. Giving himself an almost nonexistent nod as if agreeing with himself in thought, he reached into his back pocket lazily. Amaya's eyes were unwavering from Light's, as if unable because a quick rush of violent thoughts directed his way was overcoming her awareness. This fact quickly halted, as a cold metal ring attached itself to her wrist. She slowly turned her head, glaring her green eyes dangerously at L.
"I haven't been out of restraints for more than five minutes, and you truly feel it necessary to cuff me now?" Amaya hissed, tugging at the cuff which was also attached to L's.
Ignoring her question, L turned his attention to his colleagues," This girl here is Kai and we shall address her as such. Much of the percentage relating her to being Kira has decreased, though there is still a portion of evidence indicating her being Kira as well. She shall remain here for a certain period of time until suspicion is full eradicated."
"More like you don't want your precious secret getting out," Amaya grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest.
L sent her a sharp glance while Light's eyes glazed over with dangerous curiosity. Amaya huffed and shook her head," Well, even though half of you in this room believe I have the possibility of being a mass serial killer, I might as well introduce myself to you all." She took a step forward, rustling the chains as she neared the group. She gave a curt wave before continuing," I'm Kai and while I can't say its absolutely pleasant to meet you all, it is nice to meet you."
A familiar young and relatively attractive man stepped forward, a nervous smile plastered on his face," Er, nice to meet you as well, Ms. Kai. I'm -"
"Matsuda!" Amaya finished his sentence brightly, giving the room a cheeky smile in reaction to their surprise. "I did say I was psychic, didn't I?"
A scoff sounded off from behind her to which she responded by violently tugging at her handcuffs, making L stumbled forward. Amaya snickered at his angry expression. Light walked towards her, making her short bit of mirth dissipate. Her face became serious and guarded as he held out his hand toward her, an insincere expression of politeness on his face. Amaya looked at his hand as if he was a leper and was in the process of decaying. "Even though you may not have a great liking for me at the moment, Ms. Kai…"
'You have no idea.' She thought venomously as she silently allowed him to continue. "I do wish to be civil and gain a friendship with you, seeing as your chances of being Kira are so low now. I apologize for thinking such a kind girl like you could possibly be Kira."
Amaya's eyes narrowed and she hesitantly grasped his hand in a firm handshake, eyes not leaving his for a moment. 'The hell are you playing at Yagami Light?' She thought, a twinge of worry starting to dissipate through her stomach. His eyes looked too smug to be safe, a prophecy of ominous danger seemed to appear from his eerily glinting amber eyes.
"I agree, a civil relationship would be in our best interests. I hope you don't mind about how much I know about you…" Light's pleasant smile became more strained. "And about what you are, oh, I'm sorry, I mean who you are. I mean, I am a psychic after all, those are the perks." His hand left hers abruptly as she let hers hang from her sides.
"Well then, why Light is curiously close," L murmured, stepping in between the two," I might as well continue."
An identical pair of confused faces became infuriated as L fluidly slapped on an identical hand cuff around Light's slender wrist. Amaya took a few angry steps back, only to become more irate as the tugging of the metal chains kept her from going any farther than three feet away from the connections on the cuffs. She whipped her head toward L, accusing as her face grew red. "You thought it would be a smart idea to pair the only two people who have an inclination of what is really going on here, to who the inclination is about ?"
"What happened to the civil relationship?" Light laughed lightly, raising his hands up in a joking manner.
"It was relatively short-lived and died," Amaya retorted tersely, before once more turning toward L," But seriously, what are you thinking?"
Before L had a chance to reply, Light's father stepped forward, anger clear on his face," I understand that you may have ill feelings towards my son because he apprehended you as a criminal Ms. Kai, but please refrain from accusing him of being Kira. There is no way he would have the capability of being such a criminal, after all, he is my son."
The familiarity of the situation dawned upon Amaya, causing her to shrink into herself as she nodded slowly before simply murmuring," I'm sorry."
Soichiro's face softened at her apology and he nodded before turning to Light," Son, it's late so I'm afraid I have to leave to be with your mother and sister. It was nice to meet you, Ms. Kai. Before I leave, I suppose I should introduce myself, I'm Light's father, Soi—"
"Soichiro," Amaya finished with a weak smile. She flitted her hands towards the exit," I'm sure Sachiko and Sayu are missing you. You should head off."
The older man looked surprised for a moment, then gave her a kind smile and went on his way. Light was looking at her oddly, to which she lightly tapped her temple with a wry grin," Yeah, I know who your family is too. Cool, huh?"
A frown touched Light's lips to Amaya's chagrin. She tilted her head to glance at the silent detective who was zoning off into the distance, rubbing his thumb on his lip. Seeing as the environment around her calmed, she was finally able to take in that one of her favorite fictional characters was beside her. Granted that fact was ergo the realization of her being cuffed to him against her will, it didn't matter for a moment. His hair was messily arrayed in a thick dark mess, his irises were a dark grey that were being reflected from the monitor's synthetic white light. Those exact irises she was staring at suddenly met hers. Amaya quickly looked away, pretending as if she was looking at him as if she were some type of stalker. Light noticed and his eyes narrowed at her bashfulness of being caught staring at the detective. That was something to recall for later.
Soon, Amaya briefly spoke with all the members, giving them kind words of greetings and bid good byes as most of them all quickly left to their families. She then frowned as she caught the eye of another silent member of the Task Force. She headed towards him silently, thankful that the slack of the chain allowed her to walk that far, and placed a hand on his shoulder lightly. Aizawa jumped at her touch, instantly glaring at her with a stony expression.
Amaya held her arms up with as a sign of peace before she begun to spoke," With the exception to Light, the insomniac, and me, the rest of the Task Force has went home. Shouldn't you be going soon too? It's getting really late."
"What, so you can be alone to kill Ryuzaki and Light?" Aizawa growled suspiciously.
Amaya rolled her eyes," Granted Light getting out of the current picture would be great, I don't have the means the kill him. That and I believe the law has been enacted for a reason and unfortunately 'killing mass serial killers' is still not allowed."
Aizawa still looked at her dubiously, getting to his feet from his previously sitting position. "What happened to you apologizing to the Chief about bashing his son about being Kira?"
"Well, mainly because I can relate with having a family member being accused of something, and let me tell you, it truly isn't an easy thing to deal with," Amaya explained shortly," So to keep the stress from really hurting Mr. Yagami, I will refrain from 'bashing' Light in his presence."
She turned and gave Light an off-handed look before giving her attention back to Aizawa," But please don't get that confused with the idea of Light being innocent. He isn't." A rough tug made Amaya stumble backwards, almost falling. She glared at Light for good measure before Aizawa spoke.
"What evidence do you even have against Light? It seems as if you're just trying to frame him, like Kira would do." Aizawa questioned, circling her with doubtful eyes.
Crinkles of the chain alerted Amaya of both L's and Light's presence, as they became obviously become included with the conversation. She sighed, toying with the links that extended from her cuffs before replying," Remember I am what one can call a psychic, so, I just know. Can't you take my word for it?"
"Well you somehow knew everyone's names…" Aizawa began, finally relenting.
"Not only that," She replied," But I also know that your wife and kids are missing you right now, and that your wife will most likely be a rather unhappy woman if you work home late again."
Aizawa's face reddened and he nodded," That is very true. I should be off then, it was nice meeting you. I take it that you don't need me to tell you your name."
"Take care Aizawa," Amaya said with a laugh, waving him off.
The now frantic man left, leaving L, Light, and Amaya in silence, the only noise arising from the various beeps of the televisions and computers surrounding them. Abruptly, L pulled the two towards the computers, quickly sitting in his usual seat in his abnormal crouching position. Amaya and Light gave each other dark looks before seating beside opposite sides of L.
Amaya began to rock back and forth I the chair out of boredom, seeing as no one had spoken for about an hour. The only thing to hit her ears was the constant clatter of L typing away on keyboards before him. She sighed loudly, and L looked over much to her surprise. He looked at her with leveled eyes of curiosity. She began to feel small under his gaze and tried to shy away from him by moving to the far edge of her chair.
"So, Ms. Kai," L murmured with a tilted head," I recall you speaking about having a family member of yours be accused of a criminal act. Do you mind explaining?"
Amaya realized for a few glorious hours, the recent pain of her brother's wrongful death had eluded her. She looked away from L, guilty at the fact she had forgotten about her real life and her brother, replacing it with some crazy dream she was unable to escape from. "It… It's still a raw subject for me, L, so please let it go. For now."
"So there is a possibility that you will inform me of the event?" L inquired, not entirely disappointed in her answer.
"Maybe." She replied shortly, letting the built up tension run down her shoulders in order to relax herself once more.
"Well then, would you explain about how you have been informed of certain facts that could aid in the Kira case via extra sensorial phenomena, and what specifically you had learned?" L asked softly, eyeing Light for a brief moment and relaxing when it appeared he had recently fallen asleep.
A pang hit Amaya in the chest, a frown passing over her lips," I really don't think you would believe me if I told you how I know about everything."
"Please, go on," L said, unfazed.
"I don't know exactly how to tell you how I know everything yet, but, have you ever felt like you were part of something unreal, or fictional?" She asked, a more hopeful expression on her face.
"No." L retorted tersely, his expression beginning to lose interest.
Amaya rolled her eyes," This is why I didn't want to tell you. I'm relatively sure that you'll start giving me anti-neurotic medication if I told you the truth."
"Truth is a subjective term though," L murmured, backtracking on his thoughts," So your truth may be a tad different than mine."
Her eyes lit up and she nodded her head quickly in agreement," Exactly! That is completely right!"
"I know its right," he replied with a raised eyebrow," I would not have said so otherwise."
"You're quite smug, you realize this, right?" Amaya said, pursing her lips at his response.
"But ignoring the fundamentals of truths, will you tell me what it is exactly that you know?" L asked, voice much more serious and inquisitive.
"I really want to," Amaya said, face once more downcast," But please understand if I tell you something things that I know, then I won't technically be a 'psychic' anymore. The hard realization is the fact that what I tell you may no longer be true, because giving you the information is from a future where I am not included, therefore changing the future. But, I don't know if it will change the future from what I tell you because technically it would mean I would have to know not just one possible future but multiple and I just don't know—"
"Please stop your rambling," L interrupted, cutting off her speech with raised brows," I understood what you were saying by the time you entered your second sentence. Though, there is a loophole of where you can inform me of specific information which only would have a two percent chance of altering the future you are aware of."
"Please, ask away." Amaya said, excited to finally have something safe for her to say, urging him on.
"How does Kira kill?" L said softly, looking over towards Light for one more fleeting moment ensuring that he was asleep.
Amaya frowned, still suspicious of Light's sleeping form until a light snore erupted from him. She let out a small sigh and murmured the words that created everything in this world she was in, be it a dream or not. "L, Kira kills supernaturally, with something called the Death Note. It is a notebook that has the ability to kill whatever person's name is written it, with any desired medium of death."
L's face was eerily pale in the computer's light, and his intense gaze frightened her. Amaya had already come to the conclusion that whether or not this 'world' she was thrust into was real or not, she was screwed. Amaya could only guess what affect this information would cause, or if it could cause anything at all. Or would she wake up to prove that this was merely a lucid dream? Regardless of the answer, she was still rendered speechless for a few moments when L finally spoke up once more. "Will this 'Death Note' be the cause of my death?"
Looking at him with pained eyes, Amaya nodded before she answered. " Yes. The Death Note will be the cause of your death."
"Light will be the reason?" L asked, face darkening as his eyed Light whose face looked innocent and peaceful in his sleep.
"Yes." Amaya stated simply, searching his face for any emotion other than a stoic realization.
"Is there any other information that you can tell me without altering what you know?" L said, unrevealing of what was rushing through his mind.
"That's as much as I can tell you for now," Amaya replied apologetically.
"I must go," He said abruptly, standing to his feet from his previously crouched seating position." I'm afraid you will still be restrained with Light while I leave. I should be back shortly."
"L-" Amaya began, reaching a hesitant hand forward as L removed his cuffs from the two, while leaving the pair connected to each other by the metal links.
L looked at her hand with a slight frown and backed away. A crack of emotion revealed his despair, expressing itself with a deep frown. He strode away a few feet before pausing and turning back, looking over at Amaya who was sitting weakly against the back of the metal chair.
Amaya returned L's gaze before he bowed slightly, and met his eyes with hers. His mind was whirling quickly with thoughts, which was the only thing apparent in his dark eyes. "Thank you, Ms. Kai."
She nodded her reply, only able to watch him rush out of the room, leaving her behind with the sleeping nineteen year old beside her.
L's friend.
L's murderer.
Hey! I'm sorry this took a bit longer to write than usual. This is a bit longer so I hope this makes up for it! I'm grateful for the reviews I have gotten; it makes me excited to write more. I want to apologize if this seems a bit rambley, this was the one portion of the story I knew I was going to have issues with. Don't hate me for it haha. I kept going back in forth with parts in this chapter, so please let me know if I contradicted myself anywhere with either plot, grammar, or spelling. With that in mind, any one feeling up for applying to be an editor for me! It would make me feel so much more confident when I put a new chapter up. Sorry for my ramblings, and I hope you enjoyed. Until next time!