My my! So many updates from me these past few days! I know I said I would have this up before Christmas but I had a really hard time writing L!!

Here's chapter 7 of Re-write! Enjoy and review!!

Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue, I'm a student!!

So, this is where we were at. Three weeks since my life changed, three weeks since I started killing, two days since I stopped and decided to help Misa take Light down.

Ten minutes since we had left that package filled with photographic evidence from Light's bedroom with Matsuda.

I was shaking like a leaf as we walked back to Misa's apartment, my hands gripping her arm as if it were the only thing that was able to keep me upright.

I hardly took in my surroundings; my head was too full of questions; each bouncing off the other, creating small explosions leading to further questions.

Would L believe what he saw? What if we were to present ourselves to him? Would he suspect us? Would we end up dead? Would Light know what we had done?

My head was positively buzzing with question after question after question.

When I became aware of my surroundings once more, I discovered I was back home—well, back at Misa's but it was strange how I was coming to call that place home more and more each day. I sat up; my head spinning slightly.

"Misa?" I called and tried to move from the couch, but it felt like my body was filled with lead and I just crashed back down again.

My vision grew blurry and I blacked out on the couch.

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"Master L, a package has arrived." Watari said as he entered the room. I was perched on the edge of an arm chair, staring blankly at a screen covered in letters and numbers. There were no new leads on the case and I was adamant that Kira was Light Yagami, though I was severely lacking in any proof to back my claims up.

"Please set it down on the table, Watari." I said wearily and picked up the cup of coffee sitting in front of me. It was stone cold but sweet and that was all that I really cared about at this moment in time.

"Watari, what does the package say?" I asked him

"It reads, 'For the attention of Ryuzaki and Watari.'."

I climbed out of my chair, still holding the cup and decided to have at least a look at this package that had mysteriously turned up.

"Did they say anything about the person that left it there? What did they look like, how many of them were there?"

"Matsuda said a couple of girls found it on their doorstep this morning, saw it was addressed to L and decided to bring it down to the NPA headquarters. He couldn't remember exactly what they looked like but he did say that one of them was a foreigner." Watari explained

"Hmm…I see." I set the cup down and picked up the package; it was more of an over sized envelope to be honest. It was rather heavy and solid.

I ripped open the top and took out the first thing I saw, which was another envelope: this one being smaller but made of thick parchment. I set down the main envelope and opened this one. Inside was a letter, obviously typed on a computer.

"Watari, we need to remove the package to a more private place, if what this letter claims is true, then what you are holding is evidence which could help us catch Kira." I was growing excited, I hadn't felt this hopeful since the Kira videos, which I surmised had just been Kira trying to get himself noticed. I followed Watari through to a disused bedroom, still pouring over the letter I held.

"You are perfectly within your rights not to believe a single thing we have sent you, but we swear, what you see is real.

We know exactly who Kira is, where he lives what university he goes to. We even know who it was who was responsible for Naomi Misora's death. We have sent you detailed photographs of Kira's murder weapon, an item called the Death Note. As long as Kira knows someone's real name and face, he can kill them simply by writing there name in this book. Photographs one to sixty-five detail all the rules of this note book. The rest of the photographs are of the Death Note and where it is hidden within Kira's home.

We have also included two envelopes, the first, labelled Alpha contains a piece of Kira's Death Note, touch it and you will be able to see the Shinigami who possesses him. Although, we must stress that you should not show any reaction to seeing this Shinigami as he will start laughing and Kira will know there is something going on.

In the second envelope, labelled Beta; is a piece of our own Death Note. We also have one, but rest assured, we know it is wrong to use it and have decided to help catch Kira. Touch that piece of the Death Note only if you wish to meet with us so that you may see the third member of our group; our Shinigami.

I think that after you see these pictures you will be able to confirm your suspicion that Light Yagami is indeed Kira.

Good luck to both of you, L and Watari.

Sincerely,

SMR."

I folded the letter up again, frowning slightly…Death Note…Shinigami? I shook my head and decided to make my conclusion upon seeing these photographs.

Watari had arranged them into piles, the rules, the actual pages and the environment in which they could be found. The two envelopes lay in a pile of their own.

"L, are these photographs what they claim to be?" Watari asked.

"I'm seventy percent sure that they may be the real thing." I replied and climbed up on the bed and sat leafing through the photographs. The rules were incredibly complex; and written in a strange, spiky font that looked strangely like handwriting, but no human wrote like that, it just wasn't practical. I handed Watari the letter for him to read whilst I moved onto the pictures of the Death Note pages. On one of them there was only one name, angrily scrawled across the whole page; Lind L Tailor. Yes, this was Kira. I was completely sure of that now. I turned to the pictures of Kira's room, methodical and practically arranged; Light Yagami's room as I remembered it from when the surveillance cameras were in place. I smirked. I got you, Kira. The last photo was of the drawer where the note was hidden, bodiless hands demonstrating how to open the drawer to get the note out.

I placed the photos on the desk, my hands shaking.

"Watari. Get me Yagami-san on the phone please." I eventually said and reached for the cold cup of coffee next to me.

Inside my head a debate was raging; did I want to meet with my informers? Was this too good to be true? How did they get into the Yagami house to take those pictures? Were they infact in league with Kira? Was this all a trap to corner me and send me to an early grave?

I couldn't tell. I didn't know. Quite plainly, it was scaring me half to death. I climbed out of the chair, coffee cup still in hand and walked toward the window, stopping to pick up the Alpha envelope. It was an ordinary envelope, white office paper. The kind you could pick up cheaply anywhere. Yet within it was one of the greatest murder weapons mankind had ever known. Suddenly, it felt heavy in my hand.

I stared out at the city from the window, sipping on overly sweet cold coffee. Yes it tasted vile, but it was better than the terrible bitter taste that this kind of work tended to leave in your mouth.

I heard Watari enter the room, I turned to face him. His face was creased in a frown. It was plain to see that he too was worried about the implications of this evidence.

"L, Yagami-san." He said, gesturing for me to take the phone. I set down the cup of coffee and took the hand set off him.

"Yagami-san, we've found hard evidence that points towards who Kira really is." I told him

"…You'll have to come to headquarters to find that out. It's too risky to say over the phone."

I hung up and set the phone down; my attention turned to the envelope. My heart rate climbed as I opened the seal.

Inside was a sheet of blank lined paper, I picked it up and took a careful look at it. It seemed like an ordinary sheet of note book paper, innocent, except for the words written on it.

"Do not write anyone's names on this page or they will die." It was written in a fluid curling handwriting instead of the printed text that the letter had been written in. This was human handwriting to be sure.

I returned to the desk where the other envelope was sitting; the one marked Beta. My curiosity itched to know more about my informants.

Gingerly, I picked it up between my thumb and forefinger and opened the seal on this envelope. Inside there was a second sheet of note paper, written on this one was;

"Curiosity killed the cat you know? Call this number and ask for Elda so that we know it is you." I looked at the number scrawled below the text, it was a local number.

What if this SMR had something to do with the girls that dropped it off?

Oooh, the cogs are turning in L-tan's head, ne?

Nya, he was so difficult to write! And I shall try to update again soon!!