Chapter Ten
Disclaimer: Nuthin but Sin and Saika XP
A/N: Thanks for the reviews everybody n.n Sorry if there was disappointment in the last few chapters.
Steph: Waah, holiday homework is over loaded and I only have ... three days to do it.
L: You're a last minute freak v.v
Steph: Damn proud of it. XD. And where is Light? I thought he disliked Misa...
L: Random gain of interest?
Steph: Maybe you're right, x.X as always.
Closet: (rattles and wobbles and falls)
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"You can become one, if you give me half your span. It's simple see," Shidou lifted a sheet in front of Sin's eyes and he stared at the diagram before him.
"...no. I will not become a mere mortal for some girl." Sin spread his wings and disappeared.
"Who the hell is Sin?" Sai opened her red, watery eyes wearily and looked at Mello, whom was sitting on the couch lazily, munching on his chocolate bar.
"Well who the hell are you?" she murmured, pushing herself up.
"Ah, I didn't give you my name. It's Mello."
"An Alias name huh?" Mello didn't answer as she sat up, massaging an arm. 'Maybe I should talk my way out of this. L can't waste time coming here; he has Light to worry about.' She thought, "Why are you doing this?"
"Do I have to repeat myself, woman?" demanded Mello with a growl... and a full mouth,
"No.. but I thought you see L as your idol..."
"I do." Mello's eyes narrowed, "More than anyone."
"So you respected him?" He stopped.
"You said that sentence in past tense." he stood up and stuffed his hand in a pocket,
"If you respected L and idolized him, YOU WOULDN'T KIDNAP HIS GIRLFRIEND!"
"Not stealing. Borrowing." She heard the sarcasm. Still, he didn't reply in an argumentative tone and relaxed back on the couch with a new chocolate bar. "Rest up, tomorrow we're gonna go to a place where we can see your lover."
"Boyfriend." growled Saika.
"Shouldn't you be happy if he's called your lover?" Mello snorted.
"You wouldn't understand. You're what, fifteen?" she retorted and moved her foot to stand, "Ahh shit, that bastard twisted my ankle!" Mello swallowed a chunk of that sweet (and sugary...mmm...) chocolate and glared at the door,
"I thought I said to the extent of not disabling." he mumbled, walked to her crumpled self, grabbed her by the upper arm (she winced for there was a bruise), and he dragged her ungracefully onto the couch. "Just... stay there and I'll get Matt to get stuff for it." he mumbled and stalked out. Saika stared at the door, her eye brows raised.
"I knew it." she murmured, falling back, relaxing slightly, "They're only kids. They don't know what they're getting themselves into... they're messing with a couple of people from some mafia as I've heard." she whispered to herself, "If L trades the Note for me... no. He can't. The Kira Case comes first." she said firmly, "He has to kill Kira and worry about me later... I know they won't kill me... but then again, I have my doubts."
"Talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity." She glanced at Matt, smoking at the door way.
"You should quit smoking." she said flatly.
"Would you tell L to stop eating sweets?"
"..."
"Exactly. Can't do much about your ankle." he said, she swore there was a flicker of something behind his goggles... but it was nothing bad. He walked to her, carrying an ice pack. "When L trades what we want, he'll take care of it."
"He will never trade it."
"Eh?"
"He'll do anything to finish his job. To finish Kira. I refuse to stand in his way."
"Well, we've sent your necklace..."
"Yeah, I've realized and I hate you for that." she muttered angrily, she slapped the ice pack over her ankle and regretted doing so. Suddenly the two noticed a blank computer screen light up. There, was a letter 'L' in the middle. Her eyes widened, "NO--" SLAP. Jem had slapped strip of duct tape onto her mouth, hard.
"Shh... be a good girl and play damsel in distress like girls always do in stories." said Mello, smirking as he placed his head phone and speaker on. Saika muffled something which sounded like 'sexist', and he said, "Is it on recording?"
"Yes sir." said Miller, the other helper. Mello pressed a key,
"This is L." 'He disguised his voice,' thought everyone in the room. Saika relaxed slightly. "I have received your package."
"I am Mello. I'm leading a temporarily small group that leads against Kira. I'll cut to the chase; we have Manami Saika with us. If you want her back, go to the address that's on the envelope and you will meet someone at the entrance, with Saika."
"And you want the Death Note." Mello bit his bar of chocolate, with a weird grin.
"Good. You're frank so this should be quick and easy."
"But I want proof that Sai-chan is alright." Saika's ear twitched. 'Did he just...?'
"Jem, take it off." Mello called. There was a tearing noise and a scream. "Dammit Jem, I didn't say rip it off!"
"You bastard, I'll RIP YOUR PENIS OUT!" she screamed in Russian. There was a full minute pause before,
"Didn't know you speak Russian." Mello said, his mouth full of chocolate. He half shrugged and said to the screen, "You heard her. She's very lively."
"I will see you with the Note at the old house, 6pm." the screen turned blank.
'He wasn't L.' Saika thought firmly, 'That Russian sentence... he always gives me back a response back in the same language, no matter the situation...'
"Sometimes I doubt he's L." Mello threw the paper in the bin, "Would he really sacrifice such a needed evidence of Kira's? He knows he's giving up Kira's powers too. But then..." Mello glanced at a deeply in thought Sai, "I guess you just twisted his thinking. Tsk tsk."
'Definitely an impostor,' Sai concluded bitterly yet curiously, 'He never calls me Sai-chan. Way too corny.'
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"I never call her Sai-chan. It's way too corny." L pointed as Near took off the headset.
"I've never had any experience with romance relationships to know what's corny or what's not." Near pointed back, tapping his finger gently on his knee cap.
"I failed to realize that." mused L.
"I will go tomorrow, L." Near said almost quickly,
"No... I think I should." L shook his head slightly, his wide eyes staring at the screen, "She's my responsibility." Near blinked at him, slightly confused. 'At least... that's what it feels like,' thought L.
"But the Kira Case... that's your responsibility too?" Near tried, on the outside, L looked unperturbed... yet inside, he was choosing.
The Next Day...
Saika opened her eyes from rest. She was in front of some wrecked, abandoned house. "Stay here." Mello said lowly, leaving her behind an old crate.
"Well I'm TIED. Of course I'd have to stay." Saika grumbled.
Click. She blinked at the gun pointed at her head,
"No time to mess with me." he said darkly, "Just do as I say." The light disappeared behind darkening clouds... and as she looked up at Mello (she was sitting and he was standing), she noticed how unchildish he looked. (A/N: Mello looks so cool when he's 19 or whatever age... but here he's 15, just remember). Sure on the outside, to Sai he looked like some bad guy, especially with him hooded...and with his gun... but his eyes... there wasn't enough hate... not yet.
His phone rang and he picked up.
"What Matt?"
"He's on his way... but he has someone else with him."
"What?" Mello asked sharply, "Who?"
"We can't tell; they're wearing helmets. In fact, they're wearing police uniforms."
"They're here. Stay where you are." Mello hung up and stuffed the phone in his pocket. He put on his shades...
A motorbike landed in the scene, but there was only one person. Where was the second? Mello glanced back, making sure there was no one behind him besides a hidden Saika.
"Where is Saika?" the voice was muffled under the helmet.
"Where is the Note?" Mello shot back. He saw the other hold up a black book. "And how can I tell if it's not a fake?" he demanded, "And that you're really L?"
"I don't see Saika." Mello scowled and dragged Saika to the front snarling,
"Now you see her. I want you to test the Death Note."
"I am not a murderer. You may test it." he muffled. He dismounted the bike and walked slowly.
"Get on your feet."
"I have a bad ankle, remember?" Saika muttered, in a quivering voice. He grabbed her bruised upper arm and pulled her to her feet. She shifted her weight on her good foot. "Lean on me."
"I'll squish you." she mumbled.
"You admit that you're heavy?" Mello regretted that sentence as she forced her weight on him a little too hard and he almost stumbled. Slowly they edged toward L who walked to them just as slow. "Place the Note on the ground." Mello ordered.
"Let go of her first." Saika felt the gun against her temple.
"Don't make me kill her; I enjoyed her company." he growled. Slowly the Note was placed on the ground. 'It has to be fake...it has to—it's not? It's got the letter S on it... it's not fake...' Saika thought nervously. "Pick it up."
"You're asking me to pick it up in this state?" she snapped wearily, but bent down slightly. He held on to her with difficulty so that she wouldn't fall. She picked it up and shuffled her weight on her good foot again.
"You have a pen in your pocket." Mello stated flatly, "Take it out and write the name I tell you down. This is to test the Note. If the Note is real, I will let go."
"You're asking me to murder?" she exclaimed, in horror.
"Do it!" Mello growled as he then pointed the gun at L. Saika's hand trembled as she pulled out the pen and opened the book.
"What name?" she asked, swallowing. She heard him murmur something so only she could hear. She slowly wrote 'Jeremy Mohanson'.
"Now we wait for forty seconds." Mello grunted as she dropped the pen.
"I'm going to be a murderer." she whispered, her eyes wide.
"It's okay." said L in his muffled voice. 'I don't even know if you're the real L', she thought sadly as she closed her eyes, waiting for the forty seconds...
Mello's phone rang, making Saika jerk in Mello's grip. "You hold on to me." Mello instructed, his gun still pointed at L. She nodded and softly clutched on his shoulder as his now free hand picked up the phone. "Yeah."
"Jem's dead—SHIT!"
"What?" Mello demanded,
"Miller's just been thrown into the wall... in fucking thin air!"
"In thin air?" Mello repeated, his brows creasing.
"Holy shit, something's just ripped his throat out!"
"Matt, just get here while you can." Mello hissed,
"A-Alright." he hung up.
"The Note's not fake." Mello stated and tucked the Note in his jacket's inner pocket. "You can go." Saika glanced,
"H-Huh?"
"I said you can go. Let go of me and go." Mello shrugged her hand off.
"O-Oh yeah..." 'What do I do? He's not L!' she thought as she hopped. 'L' hurried to her and took hold of her. 'Been held by a stranger... all of a sudden I feel better if it was Mello... but then again, he has to be a good guy; who else knows there's an 'S' on my Note?'
"You're a weird couple." Mello admitted, "The girl's shorter than the boy." L took off his helmet. Mello's eyes widened. "WHAT?" Saika stared at the white haired boy.
'So... L didn't come', she thought bitterly, 'He got someone to do it in his place, while he works on Kira.' She glanced at the white haired boy, 'I understand, L. I promised I wouldn't be in your way anyway.'
"Near..." Mello growled. "Where's the real L?" before Near could answer, there was a shout and a thud; Matt had landed beside them, in a crumpled heap. Mello stared at the monstrous (yet masked) looking creature with great wings land on the ground. "I take it you're the shinigami?" Mello asked, unafraid, but revolted at the look of him. And he noticed the blood dripping from his skeletal-like fingers.
"It's Sin. Am I going to have to rip your throat out also?" The shinigami growled angrily ignoring Saika whom looked at Near and then at Sin. 'Hang on... Matt said there were two people on the bike. Shinigami's obviously don't count as humans... so...does that mean... no way.'
"Where's the second person then?" Saika asked, confused. There was a jingling of chains before—Clink.
"What--"
"You're under arrest." said a voice from behind. The real L took off his helmet, revealing his unamused, bored face. Mello stared at him, speechless. Saika joined the stare.
"The Note you have is a fake." said Near quietly, "We made a copy of it, and inserted one page from the real Note. You touched the page, so you see the shinigami."
"Near. You teamed up with L?" Mello laughed strangely and Near continued to stare at him.
"L?" Saika stared at the famous detective that had handcuffed Mello to him. He blinked at her and then nodded solemnly. She nodded back—click.
"I will kill you." Mello growled lowly, as he pointed the gun with his free hand. Saika looked and saw in his eyes... no. It wasn't hate. Was it sadness? No...it was-- "I hate you." Okay maybe it was hate...yet the phrase didn't match his eyes and his arm was trembling.
"Lower your gun." said L drawled quietly, placing a hand on Mello's arm, "You will get into more trouble if--" Mello's finger twitched--
BAM.
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L: Bam.
Steph: Full stop. Damn I wonder who got shot... I still have to figure it out v.v
Light: Is it over? o.0
L:...how did you get out of the closet?
Steph: YOU KNEW HE WAS IN THE CLOSET?!
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