Author's Note: I'm sorry for this late update D: been very busy and i've had this chapter half done for a week. But at least the chapters get longer with each update? Well, I hope you enjoy!
I entered the door and instantly heard my grandmother talking in a slightly distressed tone. Making sure I wasn't loud enough to be noticed, I crept over near the kitchen and listened.
"Please Richard there's no need to be so rash about these kinds of things. Well yes you have a wonderful and intelligent child who is one of the top students in the state you have nothing to feel guilty about!" A small frown appeared on my face as I realized who she was talking to.
"I know you're lonely but we lack any sufficient funds to be able to visit you all the way up there!" My grandmother was talking to my dad on the phone. He ended up in jail when I was eight. One night he got a bit drunk and the waitress somehow decided he would become a threat to the people in the bar so she had him leave. By leave she meant have people beat him up and throw him out of the bar window. Since he wasn't in his right mind he took my grandfather's hunting rifle out of the trunk of his car and opened fire at the building.
"Richard you know we would love to see you but airfare is too expensive and the cost for gas over time to get there is overwhelming." He fled the scene after taking a single shot, which bounced off a brick and landed without harming anyone. It had started to rain and when he got home, the police apprehended him, made my family kneel on their legs in the rain with their hands behind their back, and went to search for accomplices in our house. I was watching television in my parents room upstairs(and ignoring my half-finished homework) when they barged in with pistols pointed at me and escorted me down the stairs.
"You know that we love you Richard, we all do and we always will." I was led down the steps to sit with my family, who were wet, dirty, and on the verge of tears. Before I got to the couch, my dad had escaped the police and rushed to the open door towards me, calling my name in utter pain. It was a horrifying sight to see him, beaten up and being handcuffed, dragged away from the door by the police while trying to say my name and reaching out to me. The police grabbed my arm and forced my gaze from him by pulling me to the couch.
"I believe the recording said there is sixty seconds left on the call. I will order the food and new bedsheets for you first thing tomorrow morning. When Matthew gets home i'll tell him you called. I love you dear. Goodbye." I heard the 'click' of the phone being put on the reciever and heard my grandmother sigh. I opened the door and saw her wiping her eyes with a tissue.
"Ahh, Matthew. Your father called. He says he loves you and misses you." I nodded and set my things down near the table.
"Elvira wanted me to go to her house, is it ok if I go in a few minutes?" I asked. My grandmother looked a bit puzzled.
"I don't believe you've talked to her since the end of school, why are you seeing her all of a sudden?" I ran my fingers through my hair and slipped another breathmint into my mouth.
"I saw her on the way to summer school today and she wants me to meet her brother. I'll see you later then grandma good bye!" I opened the door to leave when she slightly shouted at me.
"What was the point of asking me to go if you were going to leave anyway? And also for your information that would be considered a few 'seconds' instead of 'minutes' according to me!" I looked back at her, embarassed. She had her arms crossed, tapping her foot. I closed the door and took five steps back, waiting for her to speak.
I had taken the fifth step when she started talking again. "Good. Now this time you will leave in a proper manner and next time you will wait until I give you permission to leave. Understood?" I nodded, stood up straight, and calmed walked out the door. I was about to close it when she called for me to come in again.
I sighed and turned around to see she was already at the door, holding out my cellphone and chuckling a bit.
"You left this on the table young man." she smiled. "I didn't know meeting Elvira and her brother would make you forget so much." I made a nervous smile and slowly took the cell phone before turning to walk again. We both said goodbye and I put my cellphone in my pocket, looked at the sunset. It had actually been a few minutes until I heard a voice that made me jump.
"Hey Matt." I heard him laugh when I jumped and glared behind me at Akashine. "Hehe. Looks like you're really intent on meeting this guy."
"I shook me head, put my hands in my pockets, and looked at the disappearing clouds. "I'm more excited to meet Elvira again than Toshiro. After all I haven't talked with her in a long time." Akashine flew up in front of me and faced me while floating backwards.
"So then, how are you doing with the Death Note?" he asked. I looked at him and my smile turned to a frown.
"I think I should be able to take a break once in a while." I said calmly.
"But, wouldn't people notice that there's a small period of time when the accidents occur and don't occur?"
"That's ridiculous Akashine. They're accidents, nobody would think that a pattern about them would be something to worry about." Akashine laughed and I looked at the sky again. Akashine probably thought I was making a mistake. Well, if the times when they occur and don't occur are random, what is there to worry about?
"We're here." I said blankly as I approached a small two-story house. I walked past a small garden of white and red roses to knock on the door, but before I could lift my fist the door swung open, revealing an overjoyed Elvira.
"OMGWTFLOL HAI MATT-KUN!" she shouted, dramatically grinning and jumping into a hug. I laughed uncomfortably and waited for her to let me go. A few seconds passed and she didn't loosen her grip, so I tapped her on the shoulder a bit.
"Oh, sorry!" she said quickly, letting go of me. I thought I saw her cheeks a bit red. "Come in! I can't wait for you two to meet eachother!" she started jumping and squealing like a fangirl again and lead the way into her house.
As we walked towards her kitchen i could smell japanese food cooking, and when we actually entered it, I saw a few pots steaming on the stove. A teen, with long, wavy, shoulder-length black hair was standing by them. He would a black business suit with a few golden and dark blue linings and insignas. He also wore black cotton pants and black shoes. All in all he looked very formal and business-like.
"Toshi-kun! This is Matt-kun!" Elvira shouted. Toshiro turned and looked at me. He had black eyes, which stared right into mine, as if trying to read me. It almost made me want to chuckle; someone thinking I would be an open book for them. But all in all, I thought he looked kind of...beautiful. Well...not in the gay way...but then wouldn't it be handsome? Ugh, nevermind.
"So...this is Matt." he said quietly in a barely audible Japanese accent. I walked towards him and held out my hand, trying to look friendly. Instead, he just stared at my hand and then looked back at me with a slight scowl, some of his wavy bangs falling over his eyes and nose. It was almost like he had lost his composture just by making a facial expression.
"Do you intend on offering your hand to shake when you know that I am Japanese?" he asked, his eyebrow slightly raised in annoyance. If I was an anime character, he would have black flames behind him and his hair would be scarily floating upward while I just sweatdrop in embarassment. He just seemed so angry!
"Oh. I'm sorry." I said in a faked calm voice. I then took two steps back and bowed. When I was about to come back up, I could hear a small "tch" come from his now visably clenched teeth. From a below view, it looked like he had vampire teeth. Although, this didn't change the fact that from this point on he would go down as "SNOB" in my book. Well, not my Death Note...you know what I mean!
"I admire your...quick thinking." he said between his teeth. I stood up straight again and made a frown at him. What was with this guy? He's practically judged me on the spot just for trying to shake his hand! Instead of saying he didn't have good social skills, Elvira should've said that he had horrible social skills!
"Thank you..." I muttered. There was a small amount of akward silence. The kind of silence that would make Elvira squirm. I turned to her and saw that she was trying her best not to.
"So then...let's all sit down and you two can get to know eachother!" Elvira said loudly. Toshiro and I both nodded silently in agreement and we all walked to her tall, glass table and sat down. The akward silence had appeared again, and Elvira was trying so hard not to squirm you might think she was going to piss her pants right there and then.
"Elvira," Toshiro began. "what do you think of all of strange deaths of politicans and American celebrities?" I wanted to smirk. It seemed that I was finally going to get an opinion on my...good deeds. Heheh.
"Well, I think the dying is bad but, the ones who died had a history of breaking the law or corruption." Elvira said. Toshiro frowned.
"The dying is bad but somehow it is ok because the ones who died had a bad past? How can you call yourself my sister!" Toshiro had shot up out of his chair and slammed his hands on the table. Elvira made a small whine about not breaking the glass but Toshiro ignored her and simply glared.
"Calm the fuck down Toshiro!" I shouted. He then glared at me, his eyes practically flaming. However, he stopped and sat down, while the flame in his eyes died out. He had reverted back to his calm and conserved self.
"Very well then." he said. There was silence again, and I saw a single tear nimbly fall down Elvira's cheek. I was going to get up to get her a tissue when Toshiro started talking.
"Well then, how about you Matt? What do you think of these supposed deaths?" I was confused.
"What do you mean 'supposed'?" I asked. Toshiro started twirling his hair.
"Well, don't you find it to be a coincidence that all of the deaths were either suicide, traffic accidents, or sudden acts of insanity? You can't mean to tell me that all celebrities and corrupt politicans will suddenly become suicidal or crazy all at the same time." I clenched my hand into a fist under the table. I should've paid attention to keeping a randomized schedule with the deaths!
"Yeah, I guess it's kinda strange." I replied. "But what exactly are you suggesting?" Toshiro's eyes seemed to flicker for a second, but I assumed it was just the light reflection.
"I believe that these deaths are indeed murders." Elvira made a dramatic but sadly real gasp.
"Murders? You think that someone arranged the deaths of multiple people throughout the world?" I asked, chuckling. Toshiro rested his cheek on his hand, which still twirling his hair with the other. He looked at his twirled hair while speaking, as if becoming uninterested in me.
"Well, I assumed that it might be the work of a terrorist group or anarchic organization but.." he smirked and his eyes moved to look at me. "I find it interesting that you assume it might be the work of one person." Crap.
"W-well Toshiro," Elvira stuttered. "Matt might j-just think of that be-because of Death Note-" Toshiro's smirk disappeared and he glared at her out of the corner of his eye.
"Death Note? I only watched it because an enthusiastic board member from the Takeda Corporation thought I might like it. Light Yagami made so many mistakes that before L broadcasted in Kanto I would've had him executed." Elvira actually squirmed this time under Toshiro's gaze.
"However," he looked back at me again. "supernatural things aside, I think that it being the act of one man or woman might be a very interesting case." I stared back into his blank but sparkling eyes.
"Well, if it was the work of a single person, they would probably have a lot of pressure on themselves right now from how many murders they've commited." Toshiro's face had turned completely unreadable as he spoke his next words, almost as if to intimidate me.
"Like you?" I blinked twice. In the kitchen, I could hear Akashine burst out laughing.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to sound innocent.
"The moment I saw you, I saw in your eyes that you were different. That you harbor dark and evil thoughts, and that the amount of thought you had done in the past few days was extreme." How could he tell all this just from looking at me?
"Oh really? Then how can I be sure that you aren't this murderer?" I rested my elbow on the table and my chin on my fist. Toshiro stopped twirling his hair and did the same, so that we were at eye level.
"Because if I was the murderer I wouldn't be so anxious to denounce everything about what I was doing."
"That's exactly what the murderer would do!"
"I see. So is this a confession?"
"What!" We were glaring at eachother and had risen out of our seats, almost nose to nose.
"Matthew Lewis, you are an interesting character. A character who would most likely be, if I may use Death Note for reference, Kira." I clenched my teeth.
"Well Toshiro Akiyama, heir to the Takeda Corporation. I believe you are most likely, if you may excuse my Japanese, an asshole." He threw a punch at me, which I blocked with one hand. I threw a punch at him with the other, and he blocked it with his own other free hand.
"Ahh! Stop you guys!" Elvira shouted as we pushed against eachother with our fists. We both climbed on top of the table and practically tried to push the other off. He ended up overpowering me but I channeled his force so that we both fell off the table side by side.
When we fell to the ground, we both scambled up and started fighting. I threw a punch at his face, but it grazed off his cheek and he sweep kicked me. I fell flat on my face on the carpet and he stomped on my back with one foot. I slipped out from under though and grabbed his foot to pull. When I pulled, he slipped down and fell back first.
"What on Earth is going on here?" a voice sounded from the front door. We all looked to see that Elvira's mother was standing there with grocery bags in her hands.
I saw Toshiro make a full scowl out of the corner of my eye. He looked completely disheveled.
"I thought you dirty Americans would have the courtesy to knock before coming in." Elvira's mom looked insulted and frowned at him.
"I didn't think I would have to knock when I own this house and I have a key!" Toshiro got up and had his fists clenched.
"I don't know why I decided to attend a school in this country!" he then stomped up the stairs and we heard a door slam. Snotty teenager much?
"Matt, i'm so sorr-" I got up and dusted my cloths.
"Save it Elvira, save it. I'm leaving." I started walked calmly towards the door.
"Wait! Matt!" I heard Elvira shout. I bypassed her mother and walked out into the night that was just starting.