I'd like to say this chapter makes things even more interesting.
Chapter seven - Questions
For the next twenty minutes or so, Hikaru was kept in darkness. She sat grumbling, getting an occasional nudge from Light to shut up, or a hug from Misa to "keep her company since she couldn't see anything."
"Yagami-saaaaaan!" she whined, kicking her legs in annoyance. "You said we were almost there twenty minutes ago! Aren't we yet? My tummy's talking to me!"
Light stared at Hikaru, raising an eyebrow. Judging on what she had said, she could be labeled as a stereotypical, disrespectful American teenager. Besides the fact that she was acting immaturely. Her tummy was talking? Light rolled his eyes at the statement. She was such an odd girl; could she honestly be as intelligent as he had previously guessed?
"We'll get there when we get there, Hikaru," Soichiro replied, feeling slightly annoyed as well. He hadn't been told why, exactly, this American girl was going to be questioned. It had only been stated that she knew about Kira, and apparently that had been important enough to bring her to headquarters. So, Soichiro had to follow orders, simple as that.
Hikaru grumbled again, folding her arms over her chest. Everything about this was irritating. The fact that she had to wear a blindfold to this "headquarters" place, Light was being a complete jackass, and Misa was being as annoying as ever. Even the fact that Soichiro was grumpy was irking her.
"All right, we're here," the older man suddenly said, bringing Hikaru out of her negative daydreams. The car stopped, and Hikaru heard the others get out, irking her again.
"Hello? What about me? Can't I take the blindfold off yet?" she complained, narrowing her eyes to no avail. She scooted toward one of the doors, only to find that she bumped right into Light. Her cheeks burned red as she backed away as quickly as possible.
Light stared at her in curiosity. Had she ran into him on purpose? No, that wasn't possible. She was blushing too badly for that to be planned. He grinned to himself as he reached for her hand, taking it in his and pulling her closer to him. "Here, Hikaru. Just hold my hand and I'll lead you inside..."
Hikaru's stomach did flip-flops as she nodded. She couldn't do anything to change the situation--she had to follow him in order to get where they were going--but she was a teenage girl, nevertheless. She couldn't say that Light wasn't good-looking, because he definitely was. And that's what was making the butterflies flutter. "Th-thank you, Light-kun," Hikaru said softly, getting out of the car and following behind him.
"No problem," he replied, his grin turning more smug at the change in her voice. This meant that he was winning, and his acting, charm and good looks combined were working to his advantage.
Misa, who had stayed back to wait for Light, glared in jealousy as Light pulled Hikaru closer to her. "Light! What in the world do you think you're doing, holding Roo's hand? You're my boyfriend!"
Light rolled his eyes. "Give me a break, Misa. I'm just guiding her so she can get inside okay." A small smile formed on his lips as he squeezed Hikaru's hand, just to make Misa even angrier.
Hikaru's cheeks grew darker at Light's action, and she put a hand over her mouth. What was he doing? He didn't actually like her, did he? No-no-no-no-no, that was impossible. Though...she had already revealed to him a lot about herself...
Suddenly Light stopped walking. Confused, Hikaru tilted her head. "Why'd we stop, Light-kun?" she asked, her blush fading away.
"You can take you blindfold off now," Light replied, letting go of her hand and walking away from her. Hikaru did as he said and removed her blindfold, gasping at the sight.
She was standing in a large room with absolutely no windows, which made her feel slightly uncomfortable, and just beyond where she stood, there were seen huge monitors, the biggest sitting in the direct middle of the other six. In front of those seven monitors were a few chairs--someone was sitting in one of them, looking busy at work.
Hikaru glanced around the room, looking frantically for any familiar faces. She immediately found Light, and rushed toward him. "Light-kun! Why'd you leave me alone over there? That scared me!"
Light glanced at Hikaru out of the corner of his eye. He had made his way over to the person in the chair and was now standing next to him. "I'm sorry, Hikaru. I wanted to get started as quickly as possible."
"Um, I have a question," Hikaru said, looking around the room as she continued her way to Light. Once she arrived, she looked up at Light with wondering blue eyes. "Where's Misa and Yagami-san go?"
Light didn't answer. His eyes were focused on the computer screen in front of the other person.
Deciding to ignore this fact, Hikaru's eyes traveled to the man sitting in the chair. She blinked, taking in his appearance. His black hair was messy and made it look like he had just woken up, and the deep bags under his eyes screamed "sleep-deprived". He wore a simple white shirt and baggy blue jeans. Hikaru looked closer at the man to see that he also wasn't wearing socks or shoes, and...the way he sat was quite odd. He was balancing on his feet on the chair, his legs folded beneath him in a strange stance. Hikaru tilted her head in confusion.
"Erm..." she said softly, poking the man's shoulder. "Are you the one who wanted to question me about Kira?"
He turned his head slowly to look at her, the expression on his face never changing. "Yes, I am. And you must be Hikaru Michiyuki, the American girl with the Japanese name."
That statement made Hikaru snap. "Why the hell is everyone making a big deal over my name? So it's Japanese and I'm not; get over it!" She began waving her arms in frustration, her voice escalating to the point where she was yelling.
This made both Light and the odd man look at her in shock, both pairs of eyes opening wide. Light had already known that Hikaru was getting more and more irritated by the remarks she was getting about her name. He glanced at the other man to see that he was staring at the girl in surprise.
"Hikaru! Calm down!" Light yelled over her, taking her shoulders in his hands and shaking her gently. "Stop screaming, please, it'll scare the rest of the task force and probably Misa as well."
She slammed her eyes shut, forcing herself not to look at him. She couldn't be angrier than she already was at this point. Her name wasn't a big deal--it was only for protection again Kira! Maybe if she could just explain to them, they'd stop mentioning it, and she could go home. She opened her eyes slowly, looking up at Light. "Can I...explain why I have this name, then?"
Before Light could even open his mouth, the other man spoke. "Yes, but not before you tell me what you know about Kira," he said, turning his chair so that he was facing them completely.
Hikaru narrowed her eyes as she looked at him. "Fine. But there are two things about that: one--the explanation of my name has something to do about my knowledge of Kira, and two--I want to know your name too." She stuck her tongue out at him in a playful, yet annoyed man. "If you don't now, that would be considered being a jerk, you know."
The man considered this statement, his right forefinger coming up to his mouth in thought, as his eyes drifted up and away from her. This girl...she exploded into such anger so quickly...just because of her name? It was obvious that most Japanese would wonder why an American didn't have an American name, so she must've been asked by a lot of people by now. But a teenage girl wouldn't get that angry over a question that was simple... He glanced at Light, who was still holding Hikaru's shoulders at staring at her intently. That must be it. It was Light who had made her so on edge. Did he plan to do something with her? If so, what was it?
His eyes focused back on Hikaru, whose elegant blue eyes gave him a start at first as they connected with his. Without taking his finger from his mouth, he finally answered her question. "Call me...Ryuzaki."
