Sorry about the massive gap between this chapter and the last ones... Sorry sorry sorry sorry :(

Anyway, back and writing now! And an even longer chapter now! Feeling proud of myself!

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Masumi, as it seemed, was a twenty three year old arts graduate on the scout for work. Her flat was a mis-match of styles, cultures and random objects arranged in a laid back fashion. After arriving there, Ray had been served a selection of Japanese food – all of which he'd never tried before. Having finished the last course of chicken ramen, Masumi led Ray (who now had a rather bloated stomach) to the living room, where she was determined to find out who Ray was.

"So you're sixteen and your name is Ray."

"Yup"

"And you're in Tokyo because…?"

"I.. er… fell out of the sky…" Ray tried opting for the truth, even though he knew how ludicrous it sounded. Maybe in this world things were different?

Whether she believed him or not, Masumi raised an eyebrow. Ray ventured on. "Yeah, I fell out of a portal opened by a shinigami" Masumi's eyebrows rode further up her face. "And then… ah, forget it."

Thinking about it, how could Ray ever describe what was happening without someone calling out the men in white coats to lock him up? Who would believe the story of a person with no evidence, who claimed there to be a god of death travelling between different worlds? Hell, who would even believe in different worlds! To everyone here, Ray's previous life was just split into fragments of his imagination – all his memories were just more proof that he had gone mad.

Ray gave a pained smile "Yeah… Just forget it… I must have been hit pretty hard when I fell"

"And you don't remember anything else?"

"Not a thing"

Shopping overloading his hands, Ray turned the corner to the park where Masumi had arranged to pick him up. Due to his lack of knowledge of the place around him, Masumi had let Ray stay with her for the last three days, only asking him to do simple jobs, such as the shopping, as compensation. Today he had finished the shopping early, and so chose to perch himself on the corner of a park bench to give his legs a rest as he waited for Masumi. He was reading the newspaper, still trying to grasp who Kira was when he heard a voice behind him.

"What're you doing here?"

Ray turned around to see a teenager a few years older than him, with styled brown hair and a well selected range of clothes – an unbuttoned pin-stripe black suit with a white shirt and skinny black tie. He looked like he was destined for, if not already living, a high life. But the thing that made Ray flinch backwards were his eyes. His blood-red eyes.

"Hey did you hear me? What're you doing here?"

"Huh? What, is this your place or somethin'?"

The teenager furrowed his eyebrows slightly.

"L, if you think acting like an amnesiac will make me prove myself to be Kira then I'm insulted."

Ray was confused. Was it common here to accuse strangers of being Kira? He had thought Japan was a polite country – not one where you suspect random people of being mass murderers.

"Look, I don't know you and…" Ray once again was pierced by the fiery gaze of the boys eyes.

"And what?"

"Your eyes." Ray looked the boy straight in the eyes, and then made for the shopping with the intent of escaping, but the teen replied almost immediately in a way Ray hadn't expected.

"I have to say now that I have no idea what you're doing. Maybe you think brown eyes show a dark personality? In which case, take a look in the mirror. You can't get much darker than black." Ray finally figured, too late, that the teenager didn't know what had happened to his eyes; the teen grabbed his arm and started dragging him towards a grand hotel by the side of the park. "Right, L, you need to get back to headquarters."

Sighing as though there was no choice left, Ray grabbed the teens arm tightly and dropped to the floor like a stone. He kicked his leg out and swept the boys legs from under him, using the arm he held to get the teen into an arm lock on the floor.

"Now I really don't want to make anything of this here, but I don't know a person called L – I don't even have an L in my name, so stop calling me it. You're lucky I'm not one of those fighters who'll take out anyone before them, or I'll have made a mess of you. And also, mate, you need to get your eyes sorted. Maybe you haven't noticed, but you eyes are: a) not brown, b) red and c) pretty damn freaky." He noticed Masumi's car rounding the corner.

"Well I've gotta go now, but, for both our sakes, stay away from me."

He ran to the bench, grabbed the shopping he had to put down there before, and ran over to where Masumi had pulled the car over. "Masumi, get us out of here"

Masumi, who had never seen Ray worked up before, was put back. "What's up?"

"Some random guy came up to me and kept calling me L"

Masumi's eyes widened. "L? You're sure he called you L?"

"Yeah. He was pretty into it – and tried dragging me back to 'headquarters' whatever that is. So who is this L guy?"

"He's the world's greatest detective – the one working on the Kira case. Nobody knows what he looks like." Masumi turned onto the motorway.

"Well this guy thought I was him. Maybe I look the detective type? " Ray smirked.

"Yeah right. Did he say his name?"

"No."

"What did he look like then? Can you describe him?"

Ray thought back to the meeting. "He was about the same height as me, but a couple of years older and looked pretty clever, so in first year of university I reckon. And brown hair with…" Ray shuddered at the memory of his eyes.

"With…?"

"Red eyes."

Masumi glanced across at Ray, before returning her eyes to the road. "Red eyes. OK… Are you sure they were red? Not brown?"

"He seemed to think they were brown. Why do you say brown?"

"I think I know who it was. At least, I know of a genius boy of that description who's one the first year representatives a university I sometimes volunteer at. But he has brown eyes."

"You gonna tell me who he is?"

"Son of the chief of police, Yagami Light."

Masumi pulled into her flat's parking lot. "Tell you what, you can use my laptop to research him if you want, seeing as you've got nothing else to do."

"Great." Remembering the reason why he was there in the first place, Ray was determined to find out Kira, and it seemed the teenager he met earlier could know the person closest to finding him.

Yagami Light lay on his bed, deep in thought. The boy he had seen in the park had looked exactly L – he was the spitting image of him, identical in every way. That was, before he moved. His personality was much more rugged and L didn't seem like he was one for martial arts. And the part that troubled him the most – what the boy had said about his eyes. Maybe he was colour blind? No, Light dismissed the notion. Had he been so, he would have been used to it, and wouldn't have made such a fuss.

"Kukukukuku"

"You know something, don't you Ryuk." Light looked up at the god of death.

"This is interesting. I'd never expected him to do that." The shinigami smiled broadly.

"Him? " Light questioned.

"Guess." Ryuk's grin grew further.

"Well… I'd say another shinigami by your tone. It can't have been that boy – despite his rough tone, he seemed… lost. Am I right?"

"Yup."

"And are you going to enlighten me at all?"

"As I've said, I'm on nobody's side."

Light exhaled sharply. "Can you at least tell me what he meant by red eyes?"

"I'm feeling hungry."

"I'll get you as many apples as you want, just tell me."

Ryuk's eyes met those of Light. "Red eyes are… one of the abilities shinigamis give to humans that they make do their bidding"

"So he has a death note too?"

"Ah, no. All he has is an object like a bangle or a ring that gives him certain abilities, like being able to distinguish death note holders."

"So he knows I'm Kira?" Lights brain was now overcome with the probability that someone knew his identity as Kira.

"I don't think so. If it's the shinigami I think it was that gave him this power, he wouldn't have explained much." Ryuk turned to the window, looking out into Tokyo. "So what're you going to do?"

Light smiled. "Find him and use him"

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