Chapter 10
"So you're saying that this Shinigami wants attention?" Aisawa seemed confused. "I thought the Shinigami just sat back and watched things unfold?"
"In the previous cases yes, the shinigami have shown no hostility or intent, they were simply spectators. However, I believe this shinigami is different. I believe it wants us to know of its presence. It wants to send a message. In fact, it may even be controlling whoever has the Death Note, and using him or her for its own intentions. It may be using this person" Near explained. "The Light will shine once more." He said the phrase over and over to himself. "Could it really be him?" Near wasn't one to believe ghost stories, but all the pieces seemed to add up. "Aisawa, did we ever turn up anything regarding Light Yagami's body?"
"Not much. There was a set of footprints, but not much else. They took everything, coffin and all."
"Interesting. Think, why would someone want Light's body? And why would they take the whole coffin? That would be extra weight that would only slow the thief down. Whoever took Light's body wants to preserve it." Near concluded.
"Preserve it? Preserve it for what?" Matsuda questioned.
"That, I haven't figured out yet. Also, this watch," Near held up the silver watch, "is the same watch Light wore when he was buried. Therefore, whoever has the death note also has Light Yagami's body."
Matsuda shivered, "ok, this is starting to get creepy."
"Yeah," Aisawa agreed, "but who else could have known Light was Kira?"
"No one, I'm certain of that. Light never associated with more people than he needed to." Near said.
"But then how could this new Kira have known Light's identity?" Aisawa asked.
The three continued to run through the case, seeming to generate more questions than answers. Meanwhile, in the darkest corner of the large control room, a pair of bright red eyes watched, unbeknownst to the three men in the room. He slowly backed away, fazing through the wall and out of sight completely. It was time to enact the plan.
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Issei sat alone in his apartment. He sat and did nothing. He hadn't seen Kira in nearly three days, and didn't mind at all. In fact, the less he saw Kira the better. His train of thought was interrupted by his phone ringing. He answered to the voice of his father. How odd, it was usually his mother who called.
"Son, I'd like it if you came by for dinner tonight. Were guests that I'd like you to meet," his father said. He had nothing better to do, and Kira hadn't given him any orders to carry out, plus it was free food.
"Sure, I guess I could stop by."
"Great, be here around seven." He hung up the phone. His father sounded…excited? That was like him. Issei wondered who these "guests" were.
Issei hadn't visited the house he grew up in for nearly 3 years. His mother always met him somewhere, and he rarely saw his father. He walked through the metal gate to the front door of his old home. The door had begun to chip away; in fact, the whole house looked to be in a state of decay. His parents obviously were getting older and couldn't maintain the house anymore. He knocked on the door only twice. He didn't want to seem eager to be there. His father opened the door.
"Issei," he said with a smile, "long time no see."
"Hey dad," was all he could manage. His father escorted him to the living room where three strangers sat on the sofa. A man and woman, Issei assumed to be husband and wife, and a young woman, he assumed their daughter. His father wrapped his arm over Issei's shoulder.
"Here he is at last," his father said. Who were these people? "This is my son Issei." The man stood up and extended a hand. Issei reached out and shook. The stranger had an unusually firm grip.
"Pleased to meet you, your father's told me a lot of great things about you," he said. "My name is Shuichi Aizawa, I'm chief of the NPA." Issei froze. A detective? Had he been discovered? Was he here to arrest him? No, he wouldn't bring his family for that. Maybe he's just investigating him. All he needs to do is act normal and he won't suspect a thing. "Are you ok?" he interrupted.
"Yes, sorry, I just have to use the bathroom. Excuse me." Issei scurried to the bathroom and locked the door behind him.