Fanfiction: Kage O Shōhi
Category: Death Note
Chapter: 9
Author: Sakura Lawliet
Editor: -
Word Count: 3,024
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN DEATH NOTE OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS! I ONLY OWN MIYU, KOUKI AND ALL THE OTHER STUDENTS EXCEPT FOR L, LIGHT/KIRA, & KIYOMI
Wow, I'm amazed! This is the 10th chapter of Kage O Shōhi! That makes me so excitedly happy! It was a unexpected find, as I was asking myself, 'Wait, is this really the 9th chapter? I thought I was suppose to backtrack one, because I named my first chapter Chapter 0/Prologue...'
I then started to re-check all my chapters, and then it hit me!
This is the 10th chapter!
Haha, I was very happy to realize that and was with very determined mind-set to post this all to my readers as quickly as I could! I would very much like to thank each and everyone of you who have favorited/followed (or both) and/or reviewed for this story.
It makes me absolutely happy to know that it is enjoyed, seeing as this is the first Fanfic I've ever shared with the world. :)
Again, thank you.
And, now that I've got that all out of my system, haha.
I would like to mention, that yes, many of the scenes are somewhat copied from the anime, I say "somewhat" because I change the dialogue a lot, especially L/Ryuzaki's. I would also like to state that, no, I do not like doing so, but every time I find myself trying to wing it from memory, or make my own scene, I get frustrated and annoyed, because I feel like I'm missing important details...
So I would like to apologize if it is boring, since I know that these scenes are re-written a lot in other Fanfic's as well. I know it is tiring. I try to stay a little bit off of those scenes and scatter the dates a bit more, because I also get bored re-writing those parts...
Anyways, enjoy! Chapter 9/10
CHAPTER 9: LITTLE NOTEBOOKS & LULLABIES
May 12, 2004
Today was pretty uneventful until later in the afternoon. Miyu and Kouki walked into the hotel room and took a seat on the couch. Miyu could already tell something was going on, the air in the room alerting her as Soichiro turned to greet her, "Good afternoon, Miyu."
"Same to you, Soichiro-san. What's going on?" He sighed.
"So you noticed... Well, we have gotten another message from Second Kira."
Miyu perked up at that, Kouki too it seems, as he moved closer to the edge of his seat. "Really?" Miyu inquired.
"Yes, although, instead of just a video like before, there's also a diary." Miyu frowned and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
"A diary?"
"Yes. Here." He passed her a laminated paper that had '2003' at the top.
"Last year...?" Kouki bounded up onto the couch and looked over Miyu's shoulder.
"Look at the thirtieth." Miyu glanced at Ryuzaki when he spoke up before looking back down to the diary in her hand. Scanning it quickly her eyes came upon the thirtieth.
'30th - Confirmed our shinagami at the home game at the Tokyo Dome.'
Miyu narrowed her eyes at the paper before quickly scanning the rest of it. "Confirmed Death God's... The home game at Tokyo Dome?" She murmured to herself as Light walked in. Soichiro gently took the paper from her hands and looked over to his son.
"He wants the diary to be shown publicly?" He asked walking straight to his father.
"Yes. It's right here." Soichiro quickly handed it over and Light started his own evaluation of it.
'Such a doting father...' Miyu thought before Ryuzaki cut into them.
"Please, take a look at the thirtieth." He told Light, the same thing he told Miyu.
A few moments later and Ryuzaki was instantly at the 17 year old's side. "What do you think Light-kun?" He asked.
Light looked over to him, before closing his eyes and sighed out, "Well, all I can say about this now is that Second Kira is stupid."
"Aren't they!?" Matsuda exclaimed, "I mean, it's obvious he's going to the home game to meet with the real Kira."
"If this was shown to the public, wouldn't Second Kira have known there'd be a mass panic and the game would immediately be cancelled?" Soichiro commented, putting a thoughtful finger under his bottom lip.
"To be honest, it's so stupid..." Ryuzaki began and everyone turned to face the genius as he crouched back down into his chair. "That I don't know exactly how to deal with it. If we broadcast the diary, we'll also have to make an announcement cancelling the game on the 30th. But if we don't, Second Kira won't make a move."
"But if Second Kira gets angry for cancelling the game, we have no idea what he'll do..." Matsuda spoke up as everyone moved to the couches to sit. Miyu pulled Kouki onto her lap.
"That is alright, we needn't worry about that. Second Kira seems to worship Kira. He promised he'd reframe from killing carelessly to our fabricated Kira. We can believe that." Ryuzaki paused for a moment before continuing. "Anyway, we'll air the diary and proclaim the cancellation of the game... and also announce that we're going to close off and inspect all roads around Tokyo Dome. Furthermore, our created Kira will respond with, 'Understood. I will meet you there.'" He slurped off of his coffee mug.
"You don't really believe that they will go there even after we will be inspecting the roads, do you?" Soichiro questioned.
"I do not think that Kira will go, but I'm not sure about Second Kira. I cannot tell you how stupid he is. Also, assuming that he isn't as stupid as we think he is..." He held up the laminated paper up for all to see, using only two fingers. "I'll try to see if there might be another message within this diary. Of course, if there is a code that only people who have the so-called shinagami power can understand, I won't be able to decode it. But we should thoroughly check out each of the listed places mentioned in this diary. The 22nd, he's meeting a friend in Aoyama. The 24th, he's meeting a friend in Shibuya. We have to prepare for the possibility that our efforts will be proven fruitless. We also have to be wary of people waiting in Ayoma with notebooks and, likewise, people lurking in clothing stores in Shibuya...
"All we can do is place more surveillance cameras in Ayoma and Shibuya and station undercover officers on the stated dates." He ended, moving his coffee cup back to his lips.
'He sure likes to talk a lot...' Miyu thought with an inward smile.
"Then I'll go to Ayoma and Shiybua! I'd fit right in!" Matsuda rubbed the back of his neck.
Ryuzaki just set his empty cup down with a resounding clacking noise when Light also claimed, "I'll go too."
"Light..." Soichiro called.
"It'll be fine, Dad. I go to Aoyama and Shiybua occasionally, plus, I'll be the one who'd look most natural hanging out with Matsui-san. Plus, the only person Second Kira is interested in is Kira."
Miyu and Kouki ended up yawning at the same time as soon as Light was finished and a few silent moments passed.
"You are dismissed, I'll see you all tomorrow." Ryuzaki murmured, moving back to his laptop.
Miyu takes back what she thought earlier about today being eventful. Today, was still pretty uneventful. Yes, messages from Second Kira was involved in this days agenda, but they still ended up having to wait.
'Waiting sucks...' Her thoughts grumbled.
"Miyu-san..." Ryuzaki began, "Didn't I say you were able to leave?"
"Yes."
"Then why are you still insistent on being here?" He didn't face her to talk, but kept his eyes trained on his computer.
"Do you want me to go?" She asked.
Silence greeted her and she grinned.
"Is that a yes, or a no?" She wondered, intrigued by his behavior.
"I believe it would be best if you did... You seem to be unrested." Miyu looked from his spiky hair to the floor.
"I can say the same about you too, Ryuzaki." She said.
"Go home, Miyu-san." Miyu frowned.
"Didn't I tell you to stop being so formal with my name?" She quickly spouted.
"Hmm," He placed a thoughtful thumb to his bottom lip. "No, I believe not. The only time you told me so was when I was your student and I'm sure we do not have that relationship anymore."
"Uh..." Miyu started, "I guess so... Well, then, I'll tell you now. Ryuzaki, please just call me Miyu. No honorifics."
"As you wish."
Miyu paused, no more words were exchanged.
"Counting; One, two, three...
Exactly how many sheep,
Do you see?"
A lullaby, quiet and soft, echoed through my mind, but I still couldn't see a single thing. The landscape of this dream was a black background, nothing coming into my sight. My thoughts had all drifted away leaving behind only this agonizing song that I can barely remember. It is familiar, but it's still far from my memories.
"Twisting and turning,
Restless sleeping
Four, five, six..."
That voice... It sounds like mine. Was I singing this? Was this really me? Why can't I remember? I do remember that I use to write songs. I use to share my work with a happy grin to my parents, the ones who actually cared. I was young, though... 10? 11? I don't remember this song, though.
"What's this creeping,
And sickly being?
Oh, yes...
That's just me."
Was this after...? Was this from then? When I couldn't sleep, as how I am now? The time when I was just a lifeless doll, the shell of who I use to be? I was pregnant with Kouki... Mother and father...
Urgh, my head is pounding, I don't want to think about this!
May 20, 2004
"Kouki." Miyu called, moving to stand up from the bench she was sitting on. She and Kouki were at the playground, again, after school. They had been their for a good stretch of time and now Miyu thought it would be best if they left now. Maybe she would be able to grade her papers early tonight and get some sleep.
She shivered at the thought and unintentionally rubbed at her blotchy and red eyes.
"I'm coming, Mommy!" Kouki grinned and ran up to Miyu. "Are we going to see Ryuzaki today?" He asked and Miyu shook her head, no.
"Not today, Kouki." She smiled gently down at the boy. Kouki pouted, but kept silent in understanding.
Miyu quickly lead them home. Moving to sit at the dinning room table, Kouki doing the same.
"Mommy?" Kouki spoke up.
"Yes?" Miyu answered, picking up an essay paper done by Daiki.
"I... Um, I was wondering about my daddy..." Miyu froze for a moment, before sighing and setting the paper back down. She turned to Kouki with a blank expression. She always knew that this subject would come up, but she always hoped it would be later than sooner. Then again, later always seemed sooner when it was something you didn't enjoy, right?
"What were you wondering about?" She asked.
"I want to know why Mommy and Daddy aren't together. Why haven't I ever seen Daddy?"
Miyu frowned slightly, "Uh... Well, Mommy and Daddy haven't seen each other in years... Mommy and Daddy didn't really... love, " She had to force the word out. "Each other, so we stopped talking to one another. I'm sorry that you weren't able to meet him, Kouki." She couldn't lie to him, but she couldn't tell him the full truth either... Maybe this will quill his curiosity for now?
"Oh..." Kouki looked down. "I see." He stood up and smiled at his mother. "I'm going to my room for now! I love you," He kissed her cheek and ran into his bedroom. Miyu frowned and slumped down in her seat.
"'I'm sorry that you weren't able to meet him, Kouki.'" She repeated to herself with a moan. "You stupid idiot. That's all you were able to say?" Her forehead came down to connect with the table with a subtle thud. "Urgh..." She groaned.
Miyu pulled out her little notebook, the one she writes just about everything into. She's had this since her 16th birthday, given to her as present from her parents. She didn't ever use it, thinking it was a stupid gift, until after she found out she was pregnant with Kouki and that her parents were never going to come home...
Fingering the cover for several moments, she slowly opened it, revealing a elegantly written note on the back of the front cover with another one with a more sloppy hand-writing.
"Happy birthday, Miyu!
A little gift for you, on your 16th, my dear. I hope you like it,
Love, Mom"
"I remember having one of these of my own when I was your age. Use it well, it'll come in handy. We love you, kid.
Love, Dad"
Miyu smiled, before noticing the next page, were she finally actually used it.
July, 1997, She read before quickly turning the page.
She didn't want to re-read all the things she wrote back then, seeing how most of the stuff she wrote then were recounts of her nightmares.
She paused.
'Now that I think about it... That dream, the one I had the first day of me teaching here at this school, I've had that dream a lot back before Kouki was born, but never once did I know, or name that man, but I called him... Kira...? All that time, I was dreaming of Kira?' Miyu shivered at the thought, 'Or maybe it was just because Kira was killing and I just sort of on consciously called him "Kira".' She furrowed her eyes, still confused. Riding herself of such thoughts, she shook her head and closed her notebook, 'I think that's enough memories for today, Miyu.'
Miyu pushed it away, remembering that she still had papers to grade, and pulled the stack of papers towards her with a small sigh. She was glad that she saved this class for last. Her favorite one. A small smile graced her lips, reading the top of the paper, Akito Sakura.
May 25, 2004
The 22nd was uneventful, but the next day, on the 23rd, the task force was sent a video from Second Kira.
"I was able to find Kira. To everyone at the T.V station and the police force, thank you."
'A little thank-you note to us. Second Kira had "found" Kira. Does this mean they have joined forces, or does Kira still have no idea of Second Kira's identity? It is currently, and probably for awhile be, a mystery.' Miyu frowned a bit at the coffee table's flat surface splattered with more and more documents. Kouki fell asleep hours before and his head laid on her lap. She gently twirled his blond hair between her fingers in thought.
Lately things have been a little quiet in Miyu's life. Outside and inside. Not only has she been able to stop thinking of her everyday things as chores, but as what they really are; her favorite thing to do. That and her nightmares and heavy thoughts have finally dissipated. Why? Miyu don't know, but she grateful for her dreamless sleeps. Her skin is still a little pale and her appetite is still wobbly, but she feels a little more energized.
That lullaby, though. It's still stuck in her head. Randomly, she'll find herself humming it without realizing it. And sometimes she'll find herself absentmindedly writing the limited lyrics she knew into her notebook without thought.
Why? Again, she doesn't know.
She does know that a slight unease has shaken her spirits a bit, but she doesn't know if it's just because of the monster that has been following Light, or something else entirely... or not entirely. She does has a feeling she'll find out soon, though, and, a clue she doesn't want to admit, her unease always seems to spike when she's near one odd detective.
Miyu looked up from the coffee table to the named World's Greatest Detective with saddened eyes as he stuffed yet another strawberry into his mouth. It was then that the only window in the hotel, with a sitting area in front of it, caught her attention. She felt like she needed to look through it. So, she gently moved Kouki off her lap and slowly made her way to the window.
The sky, she noticed, was clear today, and the sun was brightly radiant this afternoon. Her vision moved down to the ground below the tall building they were in, as they occupied the top floor, something caught her vision. One person- no, it wasn't' a person, Miyu was sure- stared up at her with eyes she knew to be defiant. The figure was shadowy and very dark, making shivers run down her spine. In the instant she blinked her watery eyes, the image was gone and she quickly went back to the couch with Kouki.
Miyu realized, that even though she was here, in a building, a room, with L, who is the Greatest Detective in the World and most likely puts a lot of effort into making himself safe, she felt quiet the opposite as she sat there in her own skin with him.
She was never safe and looking at Kouki, she knew that that would be a problem she finally had to come to terms with now.
July, 1997
Mom, dad... I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I wasn't the kid I should have been. I'm sorry that I made your lives so hard, when you always tried so much for me.
I love you.
I wish I could see you. I wish I could hold you. I wish I could share with you my hope. I wish I could change things between us- no... I wish I could have changed myself in time to realize all that you were to me before you...
Again, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you had to go through such hardships with my tough personality and hateful attitude.
I wish I went with you that night instead of going to that stupid summer party. I was so stupid.
Things feel so surreal now. I'm lost without you to guide me down the right path I was suppose to take.
Do you forgive me, Mom...Dad?
I am lost. I was lost.
I'm so sorry...
August, 1997
I can't sleep. The nightmares are getting to be too much.
They are always there. The "shadows of my mind" and then him... That person, that man... I don't even think it is human, though.
He's always cold, he don't give me anything, but the feeling of death. Why?
What is it that I have done to get such horrors? I understand the things I did to my parents, and I have changed many of those faults. What more do I have to do to be free from these relentless terrors?
I have nothing now. Except for my hope. My child... I won't give up. Not until the days after I seen him grow, after I've seen him off to his own way of life.
...I've realized I called the baby a "him". For some reason, I have a very strong feeling he is a boy.
September, 1997
I visited their graves today.
I was so nervous, I didn't even want to go. I didn't think I would be able to handle it. It's been about two months since then...
When I got there, though... When I was finally standing in front of them, I felt so calm. It was sopeaceful. I just sat down next to them and quietly closed my eyes.
Hours had passed, but they only seemed to be a small few minutes. I didn't want to leave.
Edit: Ever since then, I haven't felt that same tranquility when I visited. Maybe it was... them?
Hello, I wrote that top message a month ago, but as time passed on, I have to say, I'm stuck. I feel like Kage is dragging, and I feel like it's not good enough. I feel like I could do better, but I don't want to just leave this story behind, and I won't, ever, I promise. I'm just really sorry for the late update, it's been past a month since my last one, I believe.
My feelings and emotions have been on a steep hill downwards, lately and I just couldn't bring myself to write. I guess it's just that I feel discouraged, I feel like no one cares. Only one person out of my whole circle of family and 4 friends reads my stories, and I already apologized to her, but I felt worse that I couldn't to you all, my other amazing readers who also stuck with me and this story.
She said that she understood, and would rather me take my time, than to write something forced and not to my full ability. It made me happy to hear that, but I still couldn't actually feel like I was relieved unless I could get something worth reading out here, and a message to all of you, too.
I would really like to thank you all, not only for reading my story, but also sticking with me, if you're still here, through this long wait.
I apologize if this chapter seems to be very jumpy, vague and maybe even a little weird at some parts. I wrote this chapter at many different times and may have had different thoughts at each time.
I dedicate this chapter to my best friend, Anna, for helping me gain a little bit of my courage back and to two very special people that I've met named Mark and Sean.
Thank you for reading! :3
Until next time,
~Sakura Lawliet