Kisa sat with a blank expression. She hasn't written a word on paper since she's arrived to her job and people started to take notice. Her mechanical pencil shook in her hand as she struggled to keep herself together. There was no trouble there since she wasn't thinking to begin with.
"Miss Kisa Hiroshima?" Kisa broke out of her trance and looked up at one of her male co-workers, "Are you alright?"
"I-uh-um!" She sighed and looked back at her blank notebook paper, "I'm fine. I'm just… tired maybe." That may not be a total lie since her meeting with Kira kept her up all night. The boy walked back to his desk as Kisa sat there silent. Let me think… She started. Kira said that he might be among one of the people I talk to regularly. He must not be among the people I work with or he would have killed me already… She put her eraser to her lip. But if he finds out who I'm close to and who I work with then he'll easily find out what my name is. What if he starts stalking me!? Finding out where I live and where I work!? That'll be too easy for him to find out my name then!
Kisa scratched her head in frustration and confusion, "NOOO!!!" She jolted up from her seat, "This can't be happening to me!!!" Everyone turned around in their seats to face Kisa in shock. She took noticed and started waving her head and bowing in forgiveness. "Oh no! I'm so sorry! I-uh…" Kisa grabbed her bag and ran out of the room, "I need to leave for today! Sorry Boss!" She heard Mr. Tachibana calling after her but she ignored him and ran out of the glass doors in a jolt. She ran as quickly as she could towards a police department. She couldn't take the thought of him finding out her name.
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Kisa sat patiently. Her hands sat lightly on her jean-covered legs and she contently pulled down her hat so the people looking through the glass door couldn't see her face. She thought it would be a possibility for one of them to be Kira. All of a sudden she felt frightened and she started to shiver. She was thankful her hat covered her dark, brown eyes because she felt tears coming on. What am I going to do…? She thought. Even the voice inside her head was cracked.
"Miss?" The man at the front desk called for her and she immediately shaped up.
"Um-yes?"
"Our force is currently out on a meeting right now, but I scheduled you an appointment for tomorrow morning. Is that okay?"
"How could it have taken you 2 hours for you to find out they were at a meeting?"
"I'm sorry, ma'am."
"Is it possible that they could come over my place to see me?"
"Yes. It shouldn't be a problem. What's your address?"
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Kisa sighed as she entered her hotel room. She threw her bag onto her bed and pulled off her jacket. "Damn… I never wanted this to happen when I came to Japan. It's only been a week and I'm already in a fix." She closed her blinds and locked her door and headed towards the bathroom. She stepped on something and leaned on the wall with a hand and lifted up her leg. "Huh?" She picked it up, "What's my ID case lying on the ground for? I must have forgotten to put it up, I was rushing this morning… " (She takes her ID out of it's case everyday before leaving for work.) "Despite that…" She looked over towards her neatly made bed, "Wouldn't the maids pick it up for me?" Kisa grumbled scratching her head again, "Maybe I just taking this too seriously?" She placed the case on the counter before walking into the bathroom.
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Kisa woke up an hour early before her appointment started. She yawned while sitting up in her bed. She dressed like she would usually do when she didn't have a job. She pulled on an old pair of jeans that lied on the floor and pulled on a t-shirt before putting on her favorite, white jacket which had green dots inside the hood. She combed out her shoulder length brown hair, washed her face, and brushed her teeth. When she was about finished making her bed look somewhat decent someone knocked on the door. She looked over at the dresser and saw her ID sitting there. She stood silent for a moment, Maybe I should hide this…
"Um… Just a second!" She called out. She ran over to the door and unlocked it before opening it. A young man around her age was standing on the other side of her doorway looking very professional. He had on a fairly decent suit and his light, brown hair was combed out nicely. He looks… familiar? "Um… hi. You must be from the… department?"
"Yes, I'm part of the Kira case." He nodded with a little smile on his face.
"Thanks a lot for coming." Kisa replied moving from the doorway, "Please come in." When the young man entered she closed the door. He went over to the desk that sat in the far corner of her hotel room and sat in the wooden chair while Kisa sat on her bed. "Excuse me but, what's your name?"
"It's Light Yagami." He paused for a moment before speaking again. This time his voice sounded more… calculating. "And… your name?"
"Um…" She looked down, "Sorry… I… I don't want to say my name just yet. Not until I know I'm safe…"
"It's okay. I'm a detective so you have nothing to worry about when talking to me." He said it so calmly Kisa couldn't help but refuse.
But despite his kindness, Kisa couldn't be too careful. Usually wouldn't detectives respect your security? "Okay… My name is…" What's a good name to use!? Kisa raised her head now sounding more confident. "It's Miyako Kurada." She lied. Light put on a grin so suspicious Kisa was relieved she didn't use her real name. Kisa just had to ask about it, "What's with your grin?"
"It's nothing. It's just nice to have someone trust me by telling me their name." He giggled which sounded so familiar to a certain cereal killer.
Kisa kept a smile on the surface while underneath Kisa stared at him with an uncertain eye. Yeah, right… "Well I know I can trust you with my whole being Mr. Yagami." She lied, "How can anyone suspect a member of the team who's trying to track down Kira."
He giggled again, "Okay, but call me Light," He said opening his notebook, "So tell me what's your connection with Kira?"
"Well… actually… it all started when that-man-died."
"What man?"
"I think Kira called him Raye Penber." Light started writing in his notebook, nodding his head everytime Kisa said something he wanted to hear. "…Since I saw what happened to him he's coming after me next."
"Raye Penber…" He said to himself as he continued to write notes.
"He thinks I saw his face so he's determined to kill me." Kisa sighed, closing her eyes, "But I didn't. I couldn't see his face clearly." She tightened her fists on her lap, "All I remember is that he had light brown hair." She looked up at Light who was staring at her back. "Like yours maybe…"
"Like mine?"
She nodded, "So many things that I remember of Kira I see in you. His voice… it just sounds too similar to yours and your and his hair, I think, is so much alike." Kisa took another glimpse at Light who was staring at her with cold eyes. She jumped, "Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I was just…" She grumbled scratching her head, "How can I possibly compare you to a cold-blooded murderer like Kira!?" She blurted that out without thinking. Kisa looked over at him again to see that he was looking away from her with dissatisfying eyes. "Light! I'm so sorry! I'm just not in it today…"
"That's alright. Well," He stood up, closing his notebook, "I guess I should get going now."
"Huh!? Wait!" She extended her hand towards him, "I haven't finished telling you all my information yet!"
"Don't worry, we can do that another time." He turned away from her and waved a hand without looking back. "Come again if you need to schedule another appointment." He opened the door and closed it behind him.