It was Light who was the first to come up with a reasonable plan for the new Kira to notice the Task Force. Of course, they wanted to look like avid Kira supporters who were worthy of having Kira's power "shared" with them.

"Okay, the best way to approach this is to see how this Kira comes up with the criminals to kill.. Depending on that we can approach this from a certain angle.. Now we just have to wait a day to find this out." suggested Light.

"Hmm.. That does sound reasonable. Okay sure." agreed Aizawa.

Okay, once we get close to him, I'm going to need a way to obtain his name.. And I'll need to put him in a situation where he will show his face to me. Then I can use the scrap of paper in my watch to kill him. But.. How will I do this? Hmm.. Wait! I got it! I just need to—

"Well.. I guess we should go home, if all we need to do is wait.." Aizawa said, drawing the conclusion Light could, at least, not kill them. Upon Aizawa's suspicion dissipating, the rest of the task force solemnly agreed.

"Hey, Light.. We'll see you tomorrow. Get some rest." said Matsuda.

"Yeah, thanks. You guys too." And with that, the task force, minus Light Yagami, left for the night. After he was sure everyone was gone, Light finally spoke.

"Ryuk.. I know you've been pretty silent over these past few hours.. But, there wasn't much for you to say anyhow. But, I have a question. Could I make the eye deal?"

Ryuk exploded into laughter. "Ahahahah! NOW you want to have the eyes? Now of all times? Ha.. Ahahah! No. I can't do that. You're not the owner of a death note that I dropped, so I can't."

"I thought you were going to say as much. So I have one more question. Are you sure?"

"Well, yeah I'm— Wait.. I think you're right.. The rule only specifies that the deal takes up half your remaining life span, that you can't see another death note owner's life span, and that the deal itself has to between a shinigami and a human.. I doesn't say anything about which shinigami it's from.. Nice job, Light."

"Good. Then I'd like to do something that I did a while ago. The next time I say 'get rid of it', regardless of the context, I want you to make the eye deal."

"Mhmmm. Okay Light."

"Thanks, I guess I owe you an orange."

"I'd like to take it now, then. And, if it could be a red— WAIT I DON'T WANT AN ORANGE!"

"Heheheh.. Just making sure you were paying attention, that's all. I'll get you an apple, then I'm hitting the sack." And so Light stayed true to his word.

In the morning, Light arose, with an anxiety to see what the task force, hopefully awake by now, had to share with him.

"Well.. Uhh.. Have you guys looked at the criminal's deaths yet?"

"Yeah. It seems he uses the news on the T.V. In fact, it seems he uses only one channel even. Channel 6. I think we should go from there." said Aizawa.

"Perfect. That's going to make him even easier to get to. We just need one of us to play a bad guy, and one to play the victim, and the other three will come to his rescue. But we'll have to do it on live T.V., so they're can't be any screw-ups." proposed Light.

"Well, who'd play the victim?" asked Matsuda.

Everyone in the room looked at the most scrawny looking guy there.

"Oh, right." Matsuda then replied.

"Good, now who should play the villain then?"

"I guess.. I guess I can do that." said Mogi.

"Great.. Now listen up everyone.." explained Light.

The next day was a beautiful day. A perfect day to grab the attention for this unknown man, who was taking credit for all of Light's actions. This man happily sat in his home watching Channel 6 news, writing all the names of the criminals that were reported. All of a sudden, it was switched to a live broadcast.

"This is Toshiro Makeite of Channel 6 Action News, and we're here on the scene of breaking news! It seems that a man has been struck by a car in front of our very own Channel 6 news HQ!"

Hmm.. Some person was being selfish and careless around others. Maybe.. Maybe I should take care of this man? Hmm.. I see his face first. After all, they say to always judge a book by it's cover!

"I'm going to the scene right now, where a small group of people have actually gathered to say something. And now— Oh wait! It seems they're trying to get the driver out of the car!"

The camera was positioned atop the roof of the building, but from there you could make out a bunch of dots shaking the car, yelling for the driver to get out and help the man, while one ran over to tend to the man who was struck by the car. Pretty soon, a separate news team was on the ground level of the building, with cameras rushing. Upon seeing this, one of the people shaking the car ran over to the cameras and yelled:

"Kira, please hear me! I bore witness to this atrocity, and this man deserves to be judged. Kira! Out savior! Our God! Help us by wiping out all the evil which plagues this world! Please!"

After about a minute long pause, the man in the car sped off.

"Kira, why? Why are you letting such evil people live? Why?"

The man yelling, was the best actor on the planet. His name was Light Yagami, and he had just successfully captured the interest of the new kira. The man with the notebook.

Hmm.. I didn't know that man's name, nor could I see his face. Those guys know the channel I like watching, so they've obviously been interested in me.. If they had had a page from the notebook, that evil person wouldn't have gotten away. And in fact, they're probably losing faith in me because I didn't judge him. I need to share my power with them and make them understand how I could not judge him. Good, now to just find out where they are...

That's when the man with the notebook noticed Light's shirt. It was a shirt advertising a local pub. The man with the notebook now knew how to get in contact with these men.

Soon, the man with the notebook was in the pub, sitting at the bar, starring at the entrance. It was about 20 minutes after he had gotten there, but the gang of 3 (Light thought that it would be bad for more than the 3 that the man saw on the T.V. to go, for it could put the man with the notebook in an awkward position of not knowing the other people's positions on the subject of Kira) came marching in. That's when the man with the notebook got up. He assumed that Light was the "leader" of the group, so he confronted him and only him.

"Hey, could I speak to you in the back, privately please?" asked the man with the notebook.

"Umm, do you care if my friends come?"

"Yes, I do. But they may be dragged into this later anyway, but right now I need to speak to you alone."

Light looked back at Aizawa. Aizawa gave him a slight nod, telling Light to give up hope of having the rest of the task force to go with him.

"Alright, I'll come with you."

Light followed the man with the notebook out in back of the pub.

"You.. You like Kira, no?"

"Of course. I've been trying to get noticed by him ever since he made the announcement. Why, are you interested in him too?"

"Let me show you something. I have the name and number of a mafia boss right here. I'll call him up right now, and talk to him quickly to prove he is alive. After that, I'll kill him. Then you'll see who I really am."

"You're.. Trying to tell me that you're Kira?"

"Yes, you'll see."

And so it happened. The man with the notebook called up the mafia boss. He answered the phone angrily and after realizing that the man with the notebook didn't actually have a reason for calling him, he hung up.

"Now, watch carefully. I think of his face while I write his name on this paper."

Then he handed Light the phone. Light dialed the number and called the mob boss.

"Sorry— The boss can't come to the phone. He just collapsed!"

Light's face light up.

"You know, this evil in the world.. I'd love to.. GET RID OF IT.

"Oh.. That's me!" said Ryuk and he made the eye deal with Light. It was a standard eye deal between a shinigami and a human, and it was completely successful. But something freaked Light out. It wasn't the fact that the man's life span wasn't displayed. No, he owned a notebook, so Light couldn't see that anyway. What really freaked Light out, was the fact that, above the man's head, he could see nothing. Not a lifespan, nor his name.