The next morning, I woke to a loud ringing. I picked up my cell phone, the cause of the noise. It was 6:09 AM. I had fallen asleep at 5.

"Hello...? I think.. I think you have the wrong number." I yawned. I heard a man sigh at the other end.

"No, I made sure of that. This is Ryuzaki. I have caled to inform you that our meeting starts in five minutes." He explained, and to my surprise, he sounded wide awake. Why now? I don't wanna leave my warm bed.

"Wh...what? Okay.." I mumbled. He instantly hung up. I threw myself backwards on the bed, with a loud, upset groan.

I hate that man.

I sighed, then rolled out of bed with a thump. Picking myself up, I turned on the lamp. My room was lavish, and expensive looking. I could never afford it. I turned to a dresser, where I put my clothes. I had figured that I would be there a while. With a yawn, I dressed myself, though my shirt was backwards, and the sleeves were too long, as they were to be rolled up. My back would now smile at anyone I walk past.

I didn't give a shit.

I forced a brush through my hair, gave myself a horrible make up job, then stumbled out the door. I found the correct room and knocked, my head down anc eyes shut in exhaustion.

"Suzuki-san?" A voice asked, not fazed by my deranged appearance.

"Hi.." I breathed, looking up. He stared.

L's POV

I now know not to wake this woman. She is obviously not functional in this state. I saw a tag stick up on her neck, proving my point. She can't even dress herself..

"May.. may I comin now?" She asked, her voice slurred. It appears that she gets the same side effects of alcohol. I moved out of her way, and she slowly staggered inside. It was obvious that she needed to be woken up fully. My eyes drifted to the teaset on the table. I had put sugar in it..

"Would you like tea?" I asked, motioning to the set. She nodded and I handed her the cup. She drank from it, and I assumed she was fine now.

"Ryuzaki." She said suddenly, staring at me.

"Yes, hello. Now, I must explain the case to you." I replied. I questioned if this woman is actually a detective.

Suzuki's POV

I felt a sudden rush of energy pulse through me and I looked at the tea.

"This is liquid sugar..." I mumbled, placing the cup down.

Gross.

"I did put numerous sugar cubes in it." He replied simply, sitting in the chair across from me, his thumb at his mouth.

"Yes. Eight of them." I crossed my arms in my lamp. He nodded.

"Exactly. Shall I tell you about the case, now?" He sounded slightly irritated, picking up yellow folders. I assumed they had information in them. He opened one and placed pictures before me.

"From these, we know Kira can control his victim's actions." I saw a message. ' L, do you know? Gods of death love apples.' I furrowed my brow.

"There must be a code of some sort. There are no such things as shinigamis, and the idea they eat apples is simply preposterous. Unless.. he thinks of himself as a god of death.." She muttered.

"Those theories may be possible." He proceeded to tell me another possibility. (Basically what Light said.)

"Ryuzaki, does this mean you're L? It was never specified to me." He nodded slowly. An old man walked into the room and gave him another tea. Ryuzaki instantly began to put multiple sugar cubes into it, both of us silent.

Plop, plink, plop, plunk.. that was the only sound in the room. I watched, wondering why he needed so much sugar. Maybe the old man is horrible at making tea.

L's POV

I put the teacup to my lips and looked up. Her quizzical dark brown eyes met mine. I noticed she hardly stopped to blink. You

"Yes...?" I asked. She smiled

"Nothing.. you're just fascinating to watch." She replied sheepishly. I saw a light pink color in her face.

"It's just unsettling." Watari brought out cake. Suzuki looked surprised.

"Cake? It's 6:50 AM.." she mumbled, staring at her watch.

"I don't think there is a designated time for cake." Did this girl want to rule my life?

"I would imagine that there is." She pulled her ink like hair out of her face.

"I haven't heard of it. Now, is there anything else you need explained?" She shook her head, standing. "No. I need to go sleep for the rest of the day." She smiled.

"Don't you remember? You are to bug the Yagami household after everyone is gone . That will be in the next two hours." I replied. Suzuki frowned, obviously annoyed by the change in plans.

"There's a problem. I don't know where that is."

"I'm sure Chief Yagami or Matsuda, Matsui, will take you." I replied.

Wasn't that answer obvious?

"It would be a good idea for someone to help. Yagami would most likely refuse, and Matsuda is a bit stupid." Did she want me to help?

"I could possibly help. We'd cover more ground and be out faster."

"Right."

" You will report back here in two hours. Matsuda will be here to drive you." I told her, standing. She held out a hand for me to shake, so I shook it. She smiled, bowed, then left.

I think Suzuki did that on purpose. That bitch..