"Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear." –Edgar Allan Poe
Mr. Yagami steps into the room. Anne is in the kitchen making final touches on dinner. It gives her something to occupy her mind, so I don't exactly mind. Watari has brought Yagami in, after of course securing all communication devices. I pride myself on this isolation, especially in a case such as this. "Mr. Yagami," Watari announces. I nod towards the man, studying him. He's dutiful, loyal almost to a fault, and most dangerously trusting.
"I am L," I greet, not bothering to offer my hand for him to shake, but rather point at a chair for him to sit in. Anne steps into the room, her satin black dress and necklace of black diamonds adorning her body.
"So this is our guest," Anne remarks.
"Mr. Yagami, I would like you to meet my companion. Call her Miyu. It is safer not to exchange true names I fear," I introduce. Yagami nods stiffly.
"You do believe that Kira is using names and faces then," Yagami remarks.
"Yes, of course, it would explain why he could not kill me like he did Tailor. It's simple logic, really," I agree.
"Can you be any more arrogant?" Anne sighs. I glare at her.
"What? It's true," I argue. She rolls her eyes.
"Would you like any wine, dear guest?" Anne asks.
"I suppose, thank you," Yagami replies. Anne smiles as she stands and returns to the kitchen. "She looks European," Yagami points out.
"That's because she is," I confirm. I look up at him. "I have called from some help in investigating your team. I will be quite blunt. I believe Kira is either a part of the team or has ties to it, close ones." Yagami looks shocked.
"What makes you think that? Who did you call in?" Yagami stammers. I shrug.
"I once did a favor for the European Investigative Association's head. He owes me, and I called it in. Anyways, Kira has to be getting names and faces somewhere. As the media no longer shows faces unless well needed, it would make sense that he was either hacking or in touch with the police. Also, he changed the killing schedule today, not even twenty four hours after we agree that he could be a student. He is trying to throw us off that trail, which actually further proves his is a student," I explain.
"You did a favor for Lord Bryant Manchester?" Yagami inquires, acting as though he doesn't believe it. Anne walks back in, handing Yagami a glass of wine and sitting down with her own.
"He did the man quite a favor, actually," Anne remarks.
"Well then, I suppose I shouldn't say anything. Europe is in good trade with Japan," Yagami sighs. He looks at me. "Who is your lead suspect then?" I look at the tablet in front of me.
"I actually have not decided yet," I mutter. I look over at Anne. "How much longer until dinner?" I ask her.
"It should be done in a few minutes," Anne replies. "So, Mr. Yagami, do you have any family?" she asks our guest.
"I have two children and a wife, yes," Yagami replies.
"Ah, how nice," Anne responds. I can see her tense slightly. A timer goes off in the kitchen. "I'll get dinner then." She leaves, and as she goes, Yagami leans across the table.
"What the hell was that yesterday?" Yagami growls. I was waiting for that.
"He was going to die anyways. I thought I'd give him some use before then. He was well aware of the situation," I explain calmly. "I had to prove where Kira was, and what he needed in order to kill. We have put some pressure on him, and that might make it around 10% more likely for him to make a mistake. It will only aid us."
"Are you sure about this?" Yagami asks. I nod as Anne enters the room. She sets the table, bringing in the food. "That's an interesting tattoo, Miyu," Yagami points out.
"Miyu is a devout pagan," I tell him. The religion had grown around the time of the war, and after it was over, Europe became well accepting of the faith. Other countries were and still are a bit more reluctant, Japan being one of them, which was surprising.
"Wiccan or just pagan?" Yagami asks Anne.
"Oh, just pagan," Anne smiles. "Of course, there is some overlap, but I stand by my beliefs well enough."
"That is daring in a country like ours," Yagami points out. Anne raises an eyebrow.
"If I cared about that, I wouldn't have gotten the tattoo," she replies. I cough.
"Let's eat, shall we?" I suggest. Anne and Yagami stare at each other for a moment before finally beginning the meal. Yagami and I discuss our views on the case as it stands, and thankfully Anne has a mind to keep her ideas off the table. After the meal is finished, Yagami politely takes his leave. Anne turns to me.
"So you asked my brother for help," Anne sighs, arms crossed.
"Don't worry, he's staying in England. He just sent over a team of spies to watch the task force. He asked about you though," I tell her. Anne throws her head back.
"I left England to get away from that life," she groans.
"I know that, Anne. The problem is, in order for you to travel with me, I have to still be in touch with your brother. It was the deal, and you know that," I remind her. She glares at me. I sigh. "This whole miscarriage thing is bothering you, isn't it?"
"Is it that obvious?" she sighs, sitting back down at the table. "I know how you are, but I think it'd be nice to have a kid around. Maybe I wouldn't be so lonely." I close my eyes.
"Once you recover, I say we actually try to make things work then," I suggest. She looks up at me.
"L, you aren't serious, are you?" she asks. I nod. I can't believe I'm doing this. She jumps up and hugs me. "Oh gods, L, thank you. I know you don't, but gosh I love you."
"I'm aware," I grumble as she squeezes me. She finally lets me go, biting her lip.
"Sorry, got carried away," she mutters. I nod stiffly.
"It's fine. You deserve to be excited," I tell her.
"What made you think of this?" she asks. I look over at Watari who is clearing the table.
"Watari reminded me that sometimes taking a leap of faith is alright," I confess. Watari smiles. "Besides, you're right, you wouldn't be as lonely. If the case takes longer than we believe it should, it'll give you a distraction. If anything, it also means a chance for me to be distracted if things get too stressful."
"You always are about the job," Anne mutters. I grab her arm and look her in the eyes.
"You look beautiful tonight," I comment. She glares at me.
"I'm getting a bath. See you later," she announces stiffly.
"I think you just need to tell Lady Manchester you love her," Watari remarks. I look over at him.
"It'd be a lie. I can't lie to her," I argue. He chuckles.
"Is it a lie though?" he asks before walking away. I groan, and grab a candy from a bowl on the table. I walk over to the computer room and see that Bryant emailed me saying his men have arrived. Good, that'll get things moving. I sit down and think. Why does Watari think I love Anne? She's nice, but I have no space for love. Then the truth slaps me in the face. I keep her around with me no matter what. She shares my bed, but only recently. Maybe… No, she's just there because I have my needs, and she's willing to meet them for the ability to travel. There is nothing more there. We are friends, I'll admit that, but nothing more. Watari walks in with some cake, but says nothing.
I pull up an old picture of the one vacation I took about two years ago. We had gone to a beach in Spain after solving a case. In the picture, Anne is smiling, all tan in her bathing suit except for a bit of sun burn on her nose. Damn it, Watari's right. I can't deny myself, not now. With this case, Anne or I could die at any point if we mess up, and she'd never know. She'd never know I actually love her.
A/N: In which Watari is a boss. Okay, so I was in a happy giving mood today. So I decided, this is a new fan fiction, why not put up two chapters in a day to keep things rolling? Also, if I post more now I won't feel so bad if I can't post as often in November. See L? You can't deny it. You love her. We also see Light's father! (was too lazy to look up first name because I forget but who really cares?) He and Anne don't seem to like each other. Which leads me to the next point, yes paganism will be a sizable part of this story. Deal with it. Any reader doesn't like it, too bad. There may or may not come a point where you may actually be glad Anne has that going for her. Other points... Anne doesn't seem to like her brother. Will Bryant come into play later on? Who knows? I don't even know! That's the fun of writing. You figure out things as you go along. The quote. I have to admit. Expect a lot of Poe quotes. He is awesome. I love his poetry (except ironically the Raven). I have a lot of quotes from him I like, and I had a hard time choosing one for this chapter. Aside from that, I would like to point out something about my profile. I haven't really mentioned this in a fan fiction before, but my profile is a good thing to check out to learn more about me. I will be updating regularly to let you know what I'm watching or reading, as well as current fan fictions and what to expect in the future. So, if you want, give it a look! Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy! As always, please leave a review!