Breakfast never came and by evening, I was bored out of my mind. My sleep had begun to be riddled with nightmares and boredom was the one thing I couldn't stand, so I decided to liven things up a bit. First I had to find out if L was keeping watch or not, so I rubbed my head against the nice satin pillow until my blind fold came off. When L didn't respond, I considered myself lucky. Something else was keeping him occupied and now was my chance to reveal my secret weapon.

Sure, Watari took all of my hidden pocket knives, switch blades, screwdrivers, lock picks, and silver ware (don't judge, a spoon, fork, and chopsticks can come in handy) but he didn't know about this. I managed to take one of my ripped, dirty converses off and had it hanging by the heel off of my foot. I quickly flicked my foot forward, aiming to toss my shoe to my hands, but didn't get enough swing and ended up with a shoe planted on my face.

I sighed, grabbing the toe of the shoe between my teeth and tossing it back to my hands. There was still no sign of L as I stuck my finger into one of the rips in my shoe and pulled out a small box cutter, cutting through the ropes easily. I replaced my shoe and kept the box cutter between my teeth as I check the door, which was locked. I turned to the window and opened it, searching for a ledge of some sort that would allow me to make my way out of the room, but found none. I left the window open and tipped the camera L had set up so that it faced the window. That way, they would assume I'd taken a trip out the window instead of where I was now headed.

There was a tall dresser below a small air duct and I climbed up it, gently removing the ceiling panel, exposing the underbelly of a larger section of the duct. I used the box cutter to unscrew the base and climbed in. When the group finally discovered this duct, I'd most likely be exactly where I wanted to be. Sure enough, maybe halfway through army crawling to my destination, I heard voices yelling from my interrogation room. I stopped long enough to ensure that Watari was one of them and continued. As long as he was there, my plan would work perfectly.

I followed my nose and stopped where the duct dropped off, displaying a set of fans which I removed (I love my handy dandy box cutter) and set down on the stove. I slid down, making as little noise as possible, before replacing the fans and heading towards the fridge. I love this guy already. I thought as I stole and extra large slice of a strawberry crème cake and grabbed a fork. I walked out of the kitchen silently and snuck up behind the figure sitting crouched on a chair in front of a TV screen. I made as much noise as I could as I sat down cross-legged next to him, stuffing my face full of cake and pointing to the screen showing the group of officers scrambling about the interrogation/hotel room.

"Hey, is this show any good? Looks like another episode of dumb old Cops to me."

I smirked as L's eyes widened in, what I could only guess was shock. He turned back to the screen and pushed a button on a small microphone sitting on the table.

"I have…found him, you may all return to the main room, if you will."

He turned back to me and I watched him from the corner of my eye. We stared at each other for a minute, until his hand shot out. I saw it coming and shoved my foot into his chest and held the half finished cake out of his reach as I took another bite, smirking wider when his eyes narrowed.

"Ryuzaki! We heard you found him, are you…"

All eyes turned to us in shock as I continued to munch on the cake and hold L back. I was down to the last bite, when he finally relented. I was surprised at his change of mood, but felt bad when he looked like a kicked puppy. I sighed and held out the plate with the last bite.

"Take it. I can't stand your 'kicked puppy' look."

He looked slightly confused, but took it and ate the cake before telling the group to sit down. He was about to ask me the long awaited question, but I beat him to it.

"Look, I'll tell you what I did, how I did it, and why…but you have to answer some of my questions too. Deal?"

He stuck his thumb to his lips and nodded after a minute.

"Okay then. I woke up this morning eagerly waiting for a breakfast that never came. Thank you very much. I tried sleeping again but didn't have the most pleasant dreams and I became bored."

"So you escaped because you were bored?"

"Pretty much…but you guys want to know how I did it, huh?"

I smiled evilly at them and got a few enthusiastic nods from Matsuda and glares from the other group members.

"You see, Watari may have taken away all my weapons and other tools, but he missed a few. I'm sure if you play the video, you will understand what I am talking about. I didn't tip the camera over till later."

L picked up the remote and rewound up to the part where I took off my blindfold. I, of course, couldn't help but narrate what I was doing to the rest of the thick-headed officers.

"So I removed the blindfold to see if anyone was paying attention, which you guys obviously weren't. Then, as you can see, I removed my shoe and tried tossing it up to my hands…"

There was a loud smack from the speakers and Matsuda was full on laughing when he saw me get hit in the face with my own shoe.

"…as you can see, that didn't work out so well. Anyway, I had a box cutter hidden in between the fabrics of my shoe and cut myself loose. I checked the window for ledges and checked to see if the door was locked, before discovering the air duct above the dresser. I never wanted to leave, mind you. I was bored, but this is the nicest place I've stayed in and you, L, obviously have nice taste in food. That cake was delicious."

I smiled up at him and he just looked at me like I wasn't worth my time. Whatever, he's just mad I beat him at his own game. I fiddled with my earlobe, like I always do when I'm bored or nervous, before turning to the officers who were waiting for my questions.

"Right…As for my questions, I only have three. First, I have some errands to run tomorrow and I would like to get them done. I don't care if you come with me, L. I just need to empty my bank account, quit my jobs, and pick up a package that someone's holding for me."

"I might be able to arrange that. What else?"

"I want to not be tied up anymore and I want to have something to keep me occupied because, as you can see, I get bored easily and have a knack for causing mayhem…I don't care if I'm chained to something else, as long as I have enough room to move around a bit. I need my exercise."

Half the group looked at me like I was insane, but hey, it's true. I lived on the streets and it became a habit for me to stay in shape. Even when I was in jail for a week, I kept myself occupied by doing sit ups, push ups, stretches, and other workouts.

"And your last question?"

I was broke out of my musings by L, but he's the one who needed to answer this question.

"What were you guys so distracted by that I couldn't get my breakfast?"

I heard several face palms, before the room grew completely silent. I looked around and noticed that everyone had a grim face on.

"Geeze, did someone die or something?"

I spotted Matsuda flinch and Aizawa clench his fists. Woah, looks like I was right on the dot. I sighed loudly and played with my ear again. They weren't going to like what I had to say, but it'll help me get some answers and I may be able to help.

"So who was the idiot who got himself killed?"

Aizawa snapped and launched himself at me, punching me hard in the jaw. The other's of the group stood up and were going to help, but I held out a hand to stop them. I needed to hear what he had to say in order to help, even if it meant I get beaten to a pulp first.

"Don't talk about him that way! What would you know? Ukita was my best friend and he just got killed!"

So it was Ukita, huh…nice guy. Gave me aspirin when I got released from a cell after getting a DUI. I looked up at Aizawa, who was pinning me to the floor and replied in a stoic fashion.

"You know what? I might not know anything…But you wanna know what I do know? I know exactly whose fault it is." He looked shocked for a minute, before he returned to being angry. "This is not L's fault, for not stopping him. It's not your fault, for not going after him. It's not the TV crew's fault, for watching it happen."

"Get to the damn point! For all I know, this is your fault!"

He punched me again, cutting my lip open. I licked my tongue over the wound before smirking evilly at him and pulling him closer by his tie.

"You know what? Maybe it is my fault. Maybe I'm Kira and I just killed him while I was up in the air duc-"

Man does he have a good swing. I'm gonna get a black eye from that one. I let go of his tie and dropped my head to the ground with a nice resounding thump. I saw L and the other officers looking at me like I was insane for inticing him, but it needed to be done.

"Either way, it's Kira's fault for killing him…So what are you going to do about it, Aizawa? What are you going to do now that Kira has killed your best friend?"

"I'm gonna kill that son of a *****!"

I smiled, happy with my results, which must have scared Aizawa now that he's noticed what he's done. He got up off me and backed off, looking down at his fists and back at me. Finally, I spoke.

"It's about time you figured that out. I was afraid I'd have to undergo facial reconstruction by the time you found the right path."

Now everyone was looking at me confused. I just waved from my place on the floor as L told them to head home. Something about how they were exhausted and needed a break. Right as Aizawa reached the door, though, I called out to him.

"You're lucky, Aizawa. You're lucky you have someone like me around that you can beat the crap out of AND set you back on the right path…but you're even more lucky for having family and friends that will help you get over Ukita's death. I didn't have that when my friend was killed. All I had was a brick wall and a pistol."

I let my words hang in the air as he turned back to the door, mumbling a quiet 'thank you'. I laid there for a minute until I felt something cold on my face. I looked up with one eye and saw Watari holding an ice pack on my new black eye. I glanced up at him with a look that said, 'What the hell are you doing?' and he just smiled.

"That was a nice thing you did. I didn't expect you to be that kind of person."

"Well, duh. You were too busy tying me to a bed thinking I was Kira, to get to know me."

He chuckled slightly as I stood up and made my way over to my spot on the floor next to L. He didn't even look at me, and I could see why. He probably though I was a whack job…although I could say the same thing about him.

"Minoru, why did you do that?"

"L, I already said why. I've gone through a similar experience and I felt that Aizawa needed someone to kick his butt back into gear before he did something that he would regret."

There was a long pause before L turned to me with his thumb sitting at the corner of his mouth.

"Did you do something that you regret, Minoru?"

I looked him straight in the eyes, not bothering to hide my emotions like I normally did. It took every fiber of my being to open my mouth and say one word.

"Yes."

I always felt bad for Ukita dying and I felt even worse for Aizawa for blaming himself and L, so I though Minoru could help ^^ I apologize ahead of time if anyone is OOC. I tried my best to get their characters right and I hope it's okay. Please review and tell me what you think!