Chapter 8- L Lawliet and Light Yagami- Day 5 (The Autopsy)

It had taken them most of the remaining light of the day to spread out the plastic. They used plastic containers to hold up the body, turning them over and placing the body on top of it.

"We're still going to get blood everywhere." Light said, laying out more plastic. "We need something bigger, like a tub."

"I don't think employees have the privilege of their own jacuzzi during brakes." Lawliet sighed and stopped stuffing towels under the corpses head. "Go in the back and see what they have." Light nodded and went through the EMPLOYEES ONLY door behind the counter. Lawliet frowned at his back as he left and pulled the box cutter out of his pocket. He would just have to do it by himself.

Lawliet held the box cutter just beneath the left clavicle and paused. He shifted position and began to cut. Blood slithered out of the dead body slowly, it had been dead for a few hours and blood had already begun to settle to the lowest part of the body. The back. He stopped cutting once he reached the uppermost portion of the sternum and made a V back to the right clavicle. Lawliet continued to cut down from the point of the V to the plane of skin just above his navel. He let out the breath he didn't realize he was holding and shook some blood off his yellow gloves. He usually called them "Mom Gloves" but that seemed strangely inappropriate now. As Lawliet grabbed one side of the V and began to cut the stubborn skin that held together he had to wonder how Light was doing.

(PAUSE)

Light kicked aside more empty boxes. The EMPLOYEES ONLY room was full of tall shelves that reached for the ceiling. So far he hadn't seen anything that vaguely resembled a tub, ... or a jacuzzi. He sighed and traveled farther into the labyrinth of shelves. Light partly wished that Lawliet would just do the autopsy without him. It wasn't as if he could gleam much from the body anyways. It wasn't as if he could do a tox-screen or see what he had eaten before he was Infected.

Though he supposed it was better than doing nothing.

His next kick made an odd metallic noise. Light recovered the box he had abused and ripped it open. They were metal ice buckets of an oval shape, though they were small they were exceptionally deep. Light picked up the whole box to bring to Lawliet. He looked around the dim room, now to only find his way out.

(PAUSE)

Lawliet wiped his face and ignored the streak out red he transferred there. He also had on a painters mask that made his face uncomfortable and hot. Lawliet bent over the body until his nose was almost touching internal organs. He refrained from making a mental description of the inside of the body. It was slippery and gooey. Lawliet felt the bile rise in the back of his throat. Ew. The important thing was that he couldn't see any abnormalities on the organs. He even pulled out the intestines to check.

Lawliet turned as he heard Light throw up. He gave the bucket Light was using a brief look. "Oh, good. You found puke buckets. Leave them over there and help me shove these," he gestured to the intestine in his hands. "back inside him, it would be appreciated."

Light vomited again in reply.

Lawliet shrugged. Oh well. After a few moments of examination he asked Light : "Go get that notebook you brought with you."

Light got it and held it out to Lawliet, turning his eyes away from the scene.

"I can't hold it, you have to read through it for me."

Light sighed and began to flip through the book. "What am I looking for?"

"A Saturday." Lawliet replied and poked a lung.

He flipped through the pages until he found one.

"Eric-kun came back today. I was glad to see him but he was feeling grumpy. I suppose I should mention he was covered in blood but I've gotten so used to it over the years. He cleaned up in my bathroom and took some of my Tylenol. I hope he didn't take it all because I haven't been feeling good either. I've been having trouble breathing. I hope I'm not getting bronchitis again. What a bitch that would be.

Eric-kun laid down with me but before anything happened he got back up again. Said his head hurt really bad. I told him to lie back down and I would call a doctor. He got a real scared look in his eyes and said No, it would be okay. Then he left. Whatever, I have stuff to do anyways."

Light stopped reading. "Eric, that's American."

Lawliet nodded. "I'm guessing that it refers to Eric Boulder the American Conman. Look through and see if you can find his name."

Light was frowning. That teen had been Eric's lover. He didn't find it hard to believe but the fact that everything was fitting together, so perfectly. It was odd and slightly frightening. "I found a picture." It was taken from above, while the teen was kneeling and Eric was lying down. It wasn't erotic or anything of that nature, just something that a couple might take on a fun day. He got up off the floor and reached for his bag, flinging PB&J this way and that. Light pulled out his computer and plugged it in, before sitting back down with it.

"Looking for reports on Boulder?" Lawliet asked him.

"Yeah."

Lawliet didn't seem to be listening but was instead focused on an odd crescent shaped mark he had found on the dead mans shoulder. The blood had traveled, as mentioned before, so it was less noticeable.

Light found a report on a local news channel.

"Increasing reports of acts of extreme violence in Tokyo have had residents worried. They are mainly focused on the elderly but there have been reports of others attacked. The attacks started early yesterday morning when Model Amane Misa was brutally attacked in the hotel she was staying at. Reports of these attacks are still flooding in. The Police are baffled as to what the cause may be but it has been thought that there may be a Yakuza link."

"In related news Boulder Eric an American Conman may be the perpetrator of an attack against Amane Misa. The Police are conducting an in depth investigation and all are on alert for this madman."

"They think he's the one that killed the model--"

"Come here and see this." Lawliet motioned for him eagerly. "You have to see this." Light grabbed a new puke bucket, in lime green, and crawled over to him. He had lifted the skin back so Light could see the veins and muscle beneath. "See those little dents? They go right through the skin and into the main arteries. So whatever is causing this is of saliva or blood origin."

"Thanks for the tip boys, now if you'll come with us." The figure blended into the darkness outside the door, like a creature of the night. Light and Lawliet both decided that this man wouldn't be good news for them.

A/N: Okay, I can probably finish this in one or two more chapters, minimal action. OR: I can finish this in about... five or six and have a rather shocking thing occur. Light admits to being KIRA. I could easily do both. What do YOU want?