Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, though what I would do if I did... =D
Summary: Just Tay taking a trip down Memory Lane... I wrote this at midnight or so, just couldn't sleep.
A/N: So sorry I haven't uploaded in a while, my computer got a virus so it wasn't working for, like, 4 days!!! In the meantime I've been writing up on my stories and even started a new one that I should have uploaded later this week. It's a Zemyx, got it from a random dream so, yeah... Hopefully I'll get things updated by Thursday!!! Oh, and I'm getting some of my loser friends to join and get profiles on here so I'll probably be busy reading their crap and messing with them LOL! *ahem* Andy Ackart!!!
My stomach was in knots, though whether from nervousness or excitement I could not say. While walking down the elegant halls of the White House, I quickly checked my reflection in a passing mirror. My reddish-brown hair, which I'd spent twenty careful minutes straightening, hung neatly down to the middle of my back. After two hours of choosing an outfit, I chose an ensemble that was casual-yet-professional, in neither extreme.
After a short walked that seemed to last for hours, my escort led me to or designated door and ushered me in, closing the door before he left. I didn't know what to expect. Am I meeting L here? Or will I just be given some sort of instructions? I tried to collect my thoughts as I sat down. Almost immediately afterwards, the one door in the dark room opened, two people entering. I'd almost stopped breathing. One of the two men was our current President of the US. With his dark blue eyes and wavy brown hair, he looked more like a well-aged movie star than anything else. He was only in his mid-forties, making him one of our youngest Presidents ever. And he was always smiling. He seemed too carefree to be the leader of any nation, let alone the United States.
The second man was entirely the opposite. His overall impression was that of an old, friendly grandfather. He wore thin circular glasses, the reflection of the lens' hiding his eyes. He had a white, bristly moustache which matched the color of his bushy eyebrows. He removed the hat he was wearing, revealing white hair underneath. As I stood up, to be polite, he tipped his hat and made a little bow before introducing himself. "I'm Watari".
I couldn't help but to smile in response as I gave him my name. The President sauntered past us and made his way over to a counter where there stood a coffee maker. Something about Watari put me at ease and I felt very comfortable near him. Returning with three cups of coffee, the President managed to gesture towards a quartet of cushy armchairs. 'One... two... three... f-. wait,' I counted in my head as we sat down. There were only three of us. As if to answer my internal question, Watari spoke. "L won't be joining us today, Mr. President. I'm sure you understand". The President merely shrugged and wove a hand through the air towards Watari, giving him the floor.
"First, I apologize, Miss Morgan, that L will not be at this meeting today. However, you will most likely be joining him in a few hours' time".
I'll admit, I was a little disappointed, but a few more hours wouldn't kill me. Before Watari continued speaking, I tried as politely as possible to interrupt by putting a finger up. "Taylor, please'" I requested with a smile. Honestly, there very very few things that annoyed me as much as being called "Miss Morgan". It made me sound like an old Sunday school teacher or something.
Watari inclined his head slightly in response before continuing. "I assume, Miss Taylor, that you have not been informed of why you are here?"
"I was told that I needed to come in and help with an investigation, and that I would be working with L". As soon as I finished speaking, the door opened and my escort from before entered, walked over to the President with a very serious expression, and whispered something in his ear. The President nodded and stood up. "It seems I have some urgent business to attend to'" he announced, rolling his eyes. I stood as he walked over to me and shook my hand. "Good luck with... whatever it is you'll be working on". With a flash of a smile, he buoyantly bounced out of the room, following the escort. I began to giggle as the door closed. "It seems your President is unconcerned with the threat his country is under," Watari observed.
"Oh, no, he's just very relaxed about things. I can see his point a little: why stress and worry when your mind can function so much better in a happier mood? I think he means to leave the 'stressing out' to us, meaning, everyone else," I replied.
"Hmmm... interesting. Well, I'm sure you would like to know why you are here, correct?". I nodded. "In that case, you were personally requested to work on this case, the details of which 'll explain in a moments' time, by the President. After weeks of debating, L and your President reached a compromise: we would be allowed to have free reign and total control of this case without government interference if we accepted one agent to work alongside L. He preferred to work alone but unless we accepted the deal, neither I nor L would be allowed to set foot here. L requested that we recive the best possible agent and your President chose you. Any questions so far?".
I did have one. "L would rather work alone, right?". Watari nodded. "Then won't he just feel that I'm getting in the way? I think it would be hard to work with someone who doesn't want or need your help".
"Yes it would. But as L requested to work with the very best, he trusted the President to make that choice. And he chose you. Do you feel there is any reason you won't be able to work with l?". I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak; in truth, working with L seemed very intimidating. "Very well. Now, we only have an hour to reach the airport, so I'll be brief. We have reason to believe that someone is attempting to overthrow the government of the United States of America. It appears to be an inside job. Currently, L is watching all computer activity within the government to track down any suspects and to obtain information. The reason L was asked to take the case was this: the takeover is being done entirely through technology. We don't yet know how this is possible, but as of yet, there are no indications that anything mass destructive, or any weapons of any sort, will be used or needed for this overthrow to happen. It is quote a peculiar case.".
I nodded, thinking things over in my head. 'A peculiar case indeed'. "Is that everything you know," I finally asked.
"Unfortunately, yes. From here on out, everything else is up to you and L". Watari stood, picked up his hat, and walked to the door. I followed him, asking, "Me and L? But what about you?". "I come and go as L needs me," he replied while holding the door open for me.
XxX
I was anxious as we drove up to the hotel. Watari got out of the car, walked over to my side, and opened the door for me. Stepping back into the cab, Watari tipped his hat. I waved back nervously in return,not knowing what to expect next.
Watari had given me the room number and key. My stuff was already up there. I got off the elevator and walked up to the room door. I knocked, tapping hesitantly at first. When no response came I knocked harder, until I heard a voice from the other side. "Come in". I took a deep breath and opened the door.
From the beginning, I didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't this. In front of me stood a tall man, hunching over with his hands deep in his pockets.I didn't expect him to be so... young; he could've passed for eighteen f he wanted to, though I had a feeling he was still older than me. His pale skin painfully contrasted with his shaggy black hair, the same color as his wide eyes. Definitely not what I had expected at all. His expression had a thoughtful, calculating look as he stared at me and introduced himself. "I'm L". As he spoke, he rubbed one of his feet over the other; I noticed they were bare.
I should have introduced myself, or at least responded in any intelligible way. Instead I stared at the man in front of me who proclaimed himself to be the world famous L, utterly shocked. 'This is him'?. L cocked his head to the side and observed me for a while, looking me over. "I already know who you are," he stated, then turned around and walked over to an armchair seated behind a table stacked with files.
'This is L?'.
XxX
"I'm curiou-" I began. L interrupted me with a sigh. "You're always curious," he complained. That wasn't fair, he's only known me for five days, how could he know what I'm always like?
"Can I finish?" I asked.
"Can you?"
I ignored him and plowed on. "I was going to ask you why you sit like that".
"Then why don't you?" L was sitting in the middle of the couch, staring at the laptop in front of him. He sat hunched over, his knees to his chest, in an odd, crouch-like position; it was very hard to describe.
"Fine. Then I will." I replied, smiling and rolling my eyes at his childish behavior. I skipped over to the couch and bounced next to him. I stopped bouncing , only to swing and kick my feet against the table in front of us. "Why do you sit like that?"
"If I sit the way other people do, my reasoning drops by forty percent".
"That much, huh?" was all I could come up with. Another question popped into my head. "Hmmm... why do you do that?"
"Do what, Miss Morgan?" he sighed, still staring unblinkingly at the screen. "Stick your thumb in your mouth. Does that help with your thinking, too?. He proceeded to ingore me. Now it was my turn to sigh. "I'm bored".
Another A/N: So yeah, I don't really like this chapter but I figured I'd post it anyway. Read and Review, you know the drill!!! XD