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Another Detective
Chapter 10
Filling the air with forbidding air of silence, the lonesome intern stared at the ceiling of the building. The intern's black hair was sprayed over the edge of the seat he was sitting and he was lightly humming a song. It was something he had written about himself in an attempt to create a theme song 'Kira Oh Kira Oh God Oh Kira Oh God Kira'. It was not very creative.
Mikami looked at the shinigami that hovered over the desk in front of him. It was quite odd that the death god had not asked for his stupid apples again. Ryuk seemed to be amused by something else, maybe the date of death of someone outside? It was hard to discern such things from the shinigami's way of behaving.
Darkness was slipping through the building and now everything seemed fearfully dreary. As if speaking the warning to the lone man that had began to write names in a killing book, the trees thrashed the windows of the building without seeking any particular gain from their actions.
Suddenly, a crash sounded. Something had been propelled through the window and hit the wall beside where Mikami was sitting. It sounded like glass shattering, maybe a bowl or container.
The air was tainted by a sweet smell. What was it? Maybe a type of jam, strawberry jams?
Mikami deduced that the crash had been a strawberry jam container thrown at the building. The only remaining question was the reasoning behind such an action on the part of the thrower.
There was one thing that Mikami felt was right about the situation, yet far he felt no fear. He was god of this world, why would he have any reason to fear strawberry jam. Mikami walked closer to inspect the area of collision.
Falling with all its might, a plop of jam fell into Mikami's hair. Doing what any rational person would do in such a situation, Mikami let out a girlish scream and began to swat at the substance. He then ran over to his desk and grabbed a black notebook and pen.
Pen met paper and the words Strawberry Jam were written repeatedly. It was pointless, the jam was not human and could not die but whoever had done it could!
Mikami walked out on his balcony of the law office to look for the person who had caused his utter misery.
On the balcony Mikami's eyes were drawn by two red spheres that almost seemed to glow in the evening's darkness.
"Hello Kira" the dark being that possessed the eyes said.
The sense of fear that the dark shape instilled in him made him consider the possibility that it was a shinigami but he had not touched any Death Notes other than his own. "Who are you?" He managed to say in a very ungodly, drawn out way.
Looking out towards the night sky, the figure seemed to find something funny but did not reply to the question. "He said I could not throw jam at the buildings. I didn't, I threw it at Kira and was off a bit. Wouldn't you agree?"
"Who are you?" Mikami repeated, enunciating each word.
Finally, the dark figure had the decency to respond, "Your worst nightmare".
Mikami felt something hit into his neck before he could even realize the figure had moved. After the shift action, Mikami's body fell limb and passed out on the balcony.
"Handcuffs are overrated" Beyond said in a dismissing manner, as if the body could hear him speaking.
Misa was scared, fearful of what was occurring. She was strapped to some sort of mechanism and her eyes were covered.
Blonde hair lay over her face and she wished, in vain, that her Raito would rescue her from these evil people. She wanted to be rescued by Kira and watch as these people that had captured her were brought to justice by the edge of Kira's pen.
Rem seemed to be near her, asking her something. Misa could not seem to focus on what was being said.
"Kira has formulated a plan for us to abide by for ensured safety. He has taken your Death Note and left it in a public place so that someone will find it and continue Kira's work. In the mean time, Raito will have himself arrested along with you. At the point when Kira deaths begin again, you two will both forfeit your memories of the death notes. The death note placed in public will contain evidence that proves you both innocent…"
Misa knew she should be paying attention to what the plan was but her mind stopped at the words 'Kira…ensured safety'. It did not matter what befell her as long as Kira would be there to help her get through the times she had to face.
"Rem, can I give up Death Note ownership now? Raito will probably be happy with that."
"Be careful Misa."
At that moment, Misa's eyes widened out significantly and her entire demeanor changed. She was confused about why she had been taken here and what wrong doings she had committed. These people were probably some type of obsessed fan group or perverts that enjoyed Misa's magazine images. Misa voiced this opinion, hoping cameras somewhere would pick up the evidence of her scared aggravation.
Why would anyone do something like this to her? She was an innocent girl that had never done anything wrong, right?
There were gaps in her memory but Misa did not dwell on this thought, in fact she was attempting to not dwell on any thoughts. Maybe attempting was not the right word but rather she was acting at her average mental capacity which meant she could not dwell on thought.
"Raito save me!" Misa began to cry out.
Raito, she loved him so much. It had been love at first sight but she could barely remember the day that they met. All she could recall is the absolute love that she felt for him and the knowledge that Raito had kissed her! That day stuck in her memory so vividly. The feeling of his lips against hers and the false hope that she was the only one that would get to experience that feeling made her remember.
Planning a way to get out, Misa continued to complain about the perverse state of her captors. Maybe, she thought if she complained enough they would let her go free without any hesitation. This plan was highly unlikely to work but she had attempt escape in order to be made free.
A speaker noise came on in the cell that Misa was situated in. Were they finally going to let her free? She hoped that they did so.
"Misa please remain silent, you will be question once he returns."
Who was this 'he'? It was probably the person that was leading the group of insanists that had forced her into this demeaning situation.
L doubted the reasoning of Raito that he was subconsciously being Kira. That was improbable, if not impossible. Besides, the Kira L had been dealing with had a certain extent of individual intellect besides just control over a physical body and the ability to kill.
"Raito-kun, if you do not remove the object, I will arrest you for three years, with or without reason".
"Fine L." Raito seemed amused again, what was he planning on doing this time.
The press of Raito's hand as the sticky not e was pulled off made L uneasy but it quickly ended. Then something unexpected occurred, L's chair was spun around to face Raito and he was leaning towards L.
Raito's lips touched lightly on L's forehead. He had earned a look of utter shock from the black-haired detective. This was proving to be amusing, a memory he could refer to when he was bored during his eventual confinement.
Shortly after the kiss, L called to Watari and explained the fact that Raito had confessed to being Kira. Watari seemed surprised by the news but was obedient in detaining the brunette teen.
There was going to be a long expanse of time in which Raito seemed to be free to do as he pleased first so he sent a quick text to his sister on his Smile phone.
"I need all the belongings on your person" Watari said.
Shock passed over Ratio's face and contorted it. He should have expected this, he should have planned for this possibility but he was too caught up in his own stupidity to remember that he had his Smile phone on his person.
All the mental cursing finally formulated actual words in Raito's mouth but Watari did not seem to notice what Raito was whispering about. Watari would find out soon and all Raito could hope is that he would not tell L about the development.
By the time Raito was finally brought to the cell that he was going to be required to stay in, he knew Watari had discovered exactly whose phone Raito had.
The old man's eyes seemed to examine him in a confused manner, looking for something that may have been missed. Raito smiled at him in a way that usually calmed people but it seemed to be doing quite the opposite to Watari.
"You're really him?"
"No, I got the phone of person who has never showed their face before just to mess with you", Raito confirmed in a sarcastic line of speech.
"Why are you doing this then? Why did you tell L that you're-"
"I can't tell you, if I could entrust such information I would not be in this situation."
"I just want to make sure this is not another game between you two. I know that Smile never did like to lose but it's not worth pretending to be Kira for."
"Please don't tell L".
Watari did not reply but Raito was sure the old man would comply with the request. Although Watari was loyal to L, he seemed to also have developed a caring nature towards anyone that L cared about, including Smile and Raito.
Three hours passed and Raito had been detained in a cell. It was annoying, he felt like screaming already. The Smile part of him silently promised to make sure criminals he locked up had a book or something. Thinking of a way to entertain himself, Raito attempted trying to force several fingers inside of the cuffs. In all honesty, he knew this was not a good idea but did so anyways.
Yelping slightly in pain, Raito finally got the abused fingers out. It probably would have been a better idea to just sing a song or try to talk to the detectives that he knew were watching from a camera somewhere around.
He wondered where the shinigami had gone; it was most likely with Misa. Raito was glad for this, it meant that Rem would not discover the identity that Watari found.
Raito did not feel like signing out loud but began to hum after a few more hours of confinement. Humming 'the song that gets on everybody's nerves', Raito finally began to get on L's nerves.
"Would Raito-kun please stop that?" The voice on the speaker said.
"You're interrupting my masterpiece of vocal expertise."
"That would be a disquieting condition."
"Dis-quiet, that sounds nice. Only one day of this cell and I am already getting bored of silence."
"I believe Raito-kun understands the correct meaning of the word."
"No L, why don't you enlighten me."
"I think your already 'Light' enough, Light-kun."
"Name jokes now? Well…L is for Loser!"
"And what would I be losing at?"
"Life."
"You just raised your Kira percentage."
"Lies."
"I am speaking the truth Raito."
"Lollipops."
"Is confinement already making you speak nonsense?"
"Loop-de-loop."
"Excuse me?"
"L-O-L."
"Raito-kun is growing very annoying."
"Look."
The speaker did not respond again.
Mikami sat in confinement as well. He was silently watching Ryuk go through apple withdraws; it was something that had drawn his boredom away for awhile but, he decided, he was tired of the shinigami bothering him. Making a sudden decision, Mikami decided to give up ownership of the death note.
It would not make much of a difference; once he was out he could just reread his diary to regain his memories. Whether he knew he was Kira or not, he would still do everything in his power to support someone that was deleting the filth from the world so he would probably eventually met the second Kira and take their notebook.
"This pride of mine, I just have to give it up." Ryuk understood what he meant and left after laughing at him.
"Why am I here? There is no way I am Kira!" Mikami cried, a innocence of sorts renewed in his eyes.
This world will never be what I expected
And if I don't belong who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late, it's never too late
Even if I say it'll be alright
Still I hear you say you want to end your life
Now and again we try to just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around 'cause it's not too late
It's never too late