Greetings ladies and gentlemen, who are reading this story. It appears that I have forgotten to mention last chapter that I have my PM off so sorry for the inconvenience. Anyway, as you know thanks to everyone who have followed and faved.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Death Note.
K P.O.V.
"Hello again, B." I said in English to my old friend. He turned around and his face flashed with surprise.
"Greetings K." He replied also in English. His accent was American, so my English accent always seemed stronger when talking to him. I smiled happily at him. He didn't return the smile but started to laugh instead.
"Would you happen to know why I've been moved from an American prison to here?" B asked through laughter. I suppressed the urge to join in on his insane laughter. I wonder why I would want to join him.
"I do know why. And it appears to me that you have been practicing that laugh." He stopped laughing and looked at me, right in the eyes. I stared back accepting the challenge.
"Then would you care to explain it to me. And yes I have practiced that laugh, seeing as all of the guards are afraid of me." He chuckled at the thought. Always were the most . . . odd B, I thought as I watched him for across the table. Stretching my arms back, I replied,
"You were moved here by my request because I would like your help on the Kira case."
"And here I thought it was just a friendly visit. Not a detective and a criminal meeting for information." I smiled at the thought of L coming and talking to him instead of me.
"Oh? You seem to miss understands me B. I came here as a friend not as a detective. I will always be a detective even though I'm your friend." He stared at me from across the room. His red eyes widened slightly and a ghost smile graced his features.
"Then what is it you want K."
"Let me ask you a question first, B." He nodded. "Do you get any sleep in here because last time I saw you; you were trying to be an insomniac which is not who you are."
"Maybe I am an insomniac. Since I think I won that argument all those years ago."
"No I won that argument, B." We were both silent for a second then started to laugh at the memory.
Flashback
A ten year old girl was sitting at her desk, looking at her textbook with a bored expression. She was looking over the last chapter again even though she remembered the entire book. A twelve year old boy was sitting behind her in a separate desk, also studying the same textbook. This boy was one of the girl's only friends, and he promised that he would study with her for the test in the morning. The girl let out a sigh that she had been holding in for quite some time now. She continued to read until she heard a soft snore behind her.
Her friend had fallen asleep on his textbook. It made sense that he would be tired considering that it was one in the morning. The girl closed her book gently and walked over to her now asleep friend. She shook his shoulder, but he didn't wake. She rolled her eyes at her friend.
"B," the girl whispered into his ear, "wake up." Her friend, B, moved slightly. Louder the girl said into his ear.
"Backup you need to wake up and go to your room. A's probably already asleep If you don't get up I'll steal all of your jam." B woke up and looked at his friend tiredly and frowned.
"No, I promised to stay and study with you and don't touch my jam," He argued.
"I don't care you need some sleep B," the girl commented. B sighed and got up.
"Am I ever going to win an argument with you K?"
"Nope," K said happily, "but seriously go to bed." To emphasize her point, she pointed to the door. He sighed again.
"Fine, but are you going to get some sleep?" B asked his insomniac of a friend.
"I'll try to B, okay." He nodded and walked out of K's room to his own room to get some sleep.
End of Flashback
"Did you ever get any sleep that night?"
"No, I didn't," I said with a smile on her face. B nodded and asked me a question himself.
"How old are you now?"
"B, I'm twenty three now. My birthday was on January fifth."
"Hmm, that means I'm still twenty five," B mumbled to himself. "Anyway what did you want K?"
"I want to know what is so special about your eyes."
"I have the eyes of a Shinigami."
"Oh? And what does that mean B?"
"I can see your real name and lifespan above your head right now."
"Then tell me my real name." He leaned closer and whispered it into my ear. After I heard him my face flashed with shock then I quickly composed myself. Leaning back in his chair, I got up and started to leave.
"Thank you B. And I will be back I promise. And maybe I'll bring jam next time."
L P.O.V.
K was not back yet. I had been three hours since she left the hotel. Where could she have gone? She said she was visiting a friend, so she must still be in Japan, I thought as I watched the screens of the Yagami household. I heard the door to the room open and K walked inside.
"Where have you been Kei?"
"Places and I already told you I was visiting a friend."
"What friend?" I looked back at her to see a bit of irritation through her expressionless face.
"What is this, twenty questions? I'm twenty three I can protect myself. And it just so happens that you know this friend of mine, Ryuzaki." I stared at her as she sat down in the chair beside Yagami-san. I saw a slight smirk on her features.
"He happened to be an original person," she said glancing at me. Original person eh? This is code, I thought and then I hit me. My eyes widened slightly at the thought, she was visiting B. Why would she visit him? I'll have to talk to her later. I glanced back at her while turned around to continue the surveillance. Maybe I should think of her as more of a threat and not as an ally.
Two hours later
Yagami-san had left to go home for a while. Now was the perfect time to talk to K.
"Kei I need to talk to you," I said while nibbling on my thumb. She just nodded and followed me into the other room.
"Why did you visit Backup?" She scowled at me and muttered under her breath, "God he hates that name."
"I visited him because I believe he can help with the investigation."
"How can he help? Kira will surely kill him if he hears about him." K brightened at that.
"Kira won't find anything on B because I've deleted all photos and places where his name is mentioned. So, he's save now," K said while playing with her hat, which she took back from me.
"Why would you want to protect him, K?"
"Reasons." Curse that word, I thought to myself. I sighed and told her to go. She left and I dropped the subject . . . for now. I wonder why she would want to protect him so badly.
There you go chapter 7 done. And now you got a little look into K's past. If and when I do flashbacks in the future they will all be in third person point of view. If I do dreams they will be in whose P.O.V. it is. Please review and tell me what you think.
So that's it for chapter 7, Bye.
P.S. I published this a bit early but it counts as next weeks though it's updated on a Saturday, and made a few adjustments to earlier chapters.
