A/N: Hey guys! Sorry this took so long to update, I've been extremely busy lately. And I'm an insane procrastinator. So hopefully, you'll find this worth the wait. This chapter is from the actual anime and manga. I decided to do it because I figured working Adelynn into it would be fun, and it's quite possibly one of my favorite scenes. ^^ Have fun!

Part Eleven: Fight!

I woke up the next morning with a stiff neck and throbbing headache. Opening my eyes slowly, I let them adjust to the morning light pouring in through my still open window. I sat up, yawning hugely and rubbing my eyes. It took me a few minutes of staring into space to realize that I was much more comfortable than I should have been.

I looked down at the pillow and blankets that had been placed on the floor for me while I was sleeping, and I was surprised and confused. Who'd done this? The first image that came to mind was a certain dark-haired detective, but I dismissed it quickly.

'He wouldn't care...' I told myself, and figured it must have been Watari, L's kindly assistant.

Grabbing the blankets and pillow off the floor, I walked slowly to my bed and placed them where they were originally. A gust of chill fall air blew in through my window, and I shivered. It was freezing everywhere in this building, it seemed. I crossed over to the open window and shut it quietly. With it closed, all noise from the outside world ceased and the only thing I could hear was a dull buzzing in my ears. I wanted to go back to sleep, but knew that once I lay down I wouldn't be able to.

I walked into my closet that I'd only glanced at last night, and began looking for something slightly less dingy to wear. I had been wearing the same clothes for four days in a row, seeing as I couldn't have changed while imprisoned. All of my old clothes were in there, which wasn't too much. I grabbed the first things I saw: a black long-sleeve button up shirt and gray slacks. I also grabbed a black jacket, since it was bound to be cold wherever I ventured here.

When I was dressed, I stepped out into the hallway, leaving my bedroom door slightly ajar.

I wandered aimlessly throughout 'my' floor of the building, looking at the empty rooms and finding the bathroom two doors down from my bedroom. My stomach growled hungrily as I roamed around, but I ignored it as best as I could. I figured that finding the kitchen on my own would be my best course of action, for it would give me something to do. I'd been told to ask Watari if I had any questions, but I didn't know how to contact him without confronting the other investigators. It seemed that one way or another, I would have to face them all later. But I was willing to push off the inevitable as long as possible. I could stand to be hungry for a little while; I'd had to so many times when money was sparse back home...

The exploration of my floor of the building took a shorter time than I'd expected, and I found myself walking to the stairwell, next to the elevator. I opted not to take the elevator, because riding in them had been a fear of mine since I was about eight or nine. Whenever I was in one, I'd stand in the corner, holding on tightly to the railing or someone's arm until it stopped, and then I'd sprint out as fast as I could before the doors closed again. It had been a very big accomplishment for me to not freak out when I was with Watari yesterday, but with all that had been going on I figured it was the least of my worries.

I walked down the stairs at a slow pace, only stopping when I got to the seventh floor. Figuring it was as good a place as any to begin searching, I opened the door and walked in. I wasn't surprised to be greeted with the same bland color scheme as the other floors I'd been on, and I sighed. Would every floor be so boring?

The moment I thought this, I saw a door swing open quickly, and a blonde girl around the same age as I stormed out, muttering angrily. She began to walk down the hallway, farther away from me, but then seemed to change her mind and twirled around. When she spotted me, her eyes got wide and she yelped in fright.

"Light!" she squealed, and disappeared back into the room she'd come out of.

I stood in the doorway of the stairwell, wondering if I should stay or run. A few moments later, the blonde girl came back out, dragging a reluctant Light behind her. His one arm was being clung onto very tightly by the girl, and his other arm was suspended slightly in the air, half of it blocked by the doorway he was in.

As I watched the blonde girl point to me and whisper excitedly to Light, his arm lowered, and L poked his head out into the hallway. He looked a bit disgruntled, and slightly wary; I smirked. The blonde girl pulled on Light's arm, dragging him along as she walked cautiously over to me. With Light by her side, she seemed braver, and scrutinized me shamelessly. Up closer, I could tell that she was Misa Amane, the famous model and actor. And apparently Light's girlfriend. I looked over to him, and he grinned apologetically.

"Hello, Adelynn." His voice was kind, not what I'd expected given my analysis of him the day before. There was something different about him; about his eyes... they lacked the cruelty I'd believed I'd seen earlier. Such a sudden, quantifiable change... I nodded my hello, and looked to L. Before he or I had any time to say anything to each other, Misa cut in.

"Light, you know her?" Her high-pitched voice was laced with suspicion, and I looked at her incredulously.

"Yes, Misa, this is Adelynn Jae Christoph. The other suspect Ryuzaki was talking about earlier." Light explained.

Her eyes widened. "Oooh!" She turned to me. "Misa is glad to finally meet you!"

I stared at her, trying to figure out why she was referring to herself in third person. If it was an attempt to be cute, it was failing miserably and coming across as conceited. And quite annoying.

I smiled back at her, being polite, and was about to reply when she said hurriedly, "Light and Misa were just about to begin our date!"

She then pouted her lips childishly, "But it's not a real date, since Ryuzaki will be here. Pervert."

She glared at him, and he stared back, quite unabashed. A tense moment passed, and then her face lit up. "Misa has an idea!" she squealed happily, "Since Adelynn-san is now here, we can make this a double date! That way, Ryuuzaki can leave Light and Misa alone!"

Once again I stared at her, bewildered by her arrogance. I looked to L, and he had a strange look upon his face. It was a mix of incredulity and... embarrassment. I blushed unintentionally at the profound statement.

"I'd rather not..." I mumbled, and shuffled my feet. Misa, quite unperturbed by my lack of enthusiasm, finally let go of her vice-like grip on Light's arm, and grabbed my hand.

"Come on! It'll be fun!" I tried pulling away from her, but she had a surprisingly strong hold. 'Poor Light,' I thought empathetically.

Misa began dragging me to the room she'd just been in, not releasing her grip on my hands as I struggled to get away. I looked back to L and Light, and saw as they glanced at each other and Light shrugged, following slowly behind us. We crossed the threshold into her room, and she steered me to a couch. She sat down next to me, and across from us, on another couch, were L and Light. Misa was the only one looking excited, and I pitied her. She looked to each of us and noted our lack of enthusiasm.

We sat there in silence for a while, listening to the TV that had been turned on before I got into the room, and Misa's excitement was slowly replaced with childish resentment. She crossed her arms with a pout on her face, and stared over at Light, who was watching the TV. I looked at the floor, not wanting to be where I was currently. I wondered what the chances were of me getting out of here without Misa tackling me, and figured that I shouldn't even attempt it. I sighed and closed my eyes, leaning my head on the back of the couch.

About ten minutes later, not a word had been spoken, and I could tell that Misa was growing more ticked off each passing minute. L, bored and unimpressed by what was taking place, had Watari bring up a cake and pass out a piece to everyone. I stared at it, hungry but unwilling to eat it in present company. As L dug into his piece of cake, Light and Misa didn't move one bit, just stared at the TV. I could tell that Misa was getting close to snapping, and wasn't surprised when she glared over to L and said, "Man, this has got to be the lamest date I've ever been on." L, who was almost finished with his piece of cake, said,

"No, no, no. Please, just pretend I'm not even here, okay?" He eyed Misa's plate greedily, "By the way... are you going to eat that piece of cake?" I snorted incredulously, but no one heard as Misa replied.

"Cake makes you fat. I'm not gonna eat any."

"Actually, I've found that you don't gain any weight if you burn the calories using your brain."

I resisted the urge to laugh as Misa took in this unintended insult, "Oh, so now you're calling me stupid?" She eyed him angrily, and then grinned mischievously. "Fine, then. I'll give you the piece of cake as long as you agree to leave me and Light alone."

'Good luck with that,' I thought.

"Even if I leave you two alone, I'm still going to be watching on the surveillance cameras, so it wouldn't make any difference." I looked to L, who was unaffected by Misa's attitude.

"You pervert!" she yelled, "Could you stop it with your creepy hobby?!"

"Hey, you can call me whatever you like," he said, while standing up and grabbing her slice of cake. Misa was silently fuming for a moment, and then smirked devilishly.

"Okay, then, I'll just close the curtains and turn off the lights."

"We have infrared cameras in here, as well." He began to eat the cake, oblivious to the incredulous stares he was getting from all three of us. Light turned to him.

"What's wrong with you? I thought moving in here was supposed to help us catch Kira, but since we've been here you don't seem all that motivated to me."

"Not motivated?" L pondered this for a moment, "You're right. Actually, I'm depressed."

I looked to the detective, who was staring at the floor. Depressed?

Light asked the question running through my head, "Depressed? What for?"

Still looking to the floor, he answered, "Well... truthfully, all this time, I though you were Kira, and the entire case had hinted at that fact. I guess I just can't get past the fact that my deduction was wrong." He was silent and pensive for a moment. "Although, having said that, I'm still suspicious of you. That's why we're wearing these."

He indicated the chain on his arm. Misa eyed it with disdain as L continued. "And we also know that Kira can control people's actions, which means it's highly likely that Kira was controlling your actions so that I would suspect you. If I suspect that both you and Misa were being controlled by him, then everything we've observed so far makes a lot more sense to me."

I watched as his face showed his frustration, then returned back to normal. I wondered where I fit into all of this, if he was leaving me out of it because he suspected me less than them. I felt a twinge of irritation as I thought, 'Surely I would've done a better job as Kira than this airhead...' and looked over to Misa, who was still glaring resentfully at L.

"If that's what you think, Misa and I were both Kira during the time that we were being controlled, right?" Light asked, and L nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes. I don't think I could've been wrong about that. The two of you were Kira. If what I'm thinking is correct, when your confinement began, you were Kira. I don't believe it's coincidence that while you were both imprisoned that the killing had stopped. Until then, everything pointed to you being Kira. But after two weeks, criminals actually began dying again." L lifted his head thoughtfully, and stared at the ceiling. "Based on that evidence, I can only conclude that Kira's power passes between people."

All three of us looked to him, taking in what he was saying.

"That's an interesting idea," Light began, "But if it's true, then it would be nearly impossible for us to catch Kira."

"Yes... That's why I'm overwhelmed." L shut his eyes for a moment, and then opened them slowly, "Even if we catch someone under his control, they'll likely lose their powers and any memory of their crimes. So in the end, pursuing them becomes futile." I was stunned. Was this really L, the best detective in the world?

Light looked at him angrily, "But at this point, we have no way of knowing if that's the case. So cheer up, would ya?"

L looked as if he was seriously considering this request, but then muttered, "Cheer up? No, I'm sorry. I can't. It's probably better if I just stop trying so hard. By chasing Kira so desperately, we're just putting our lives at risk for nothing." He glanced swiftly at each of us and sighed. "Yes... it's just a waste of time."

At this, Light stood up. His expression was calm, decided, as he walked up next to L. "Ryuzaki..." he said softly. L looked up at him, as Light pulled back his arm and swung it back, punching L right in the face. Misa screamed and jumped up, and my jaw dropped. L went flying backwards, pulling Light along with him.

L was kneeling on the floor, his face deadly calm as he said, "You know, that really hurt." I laughed hysterically at his lack of appropriate response, and because Light had done what I'd been wanting to do for days.

Both L and Light ignored my antics and Light said, "Now that's enough! You don't feel like doing anything, just because your genius deduction was wrong? Because I'm not Kira?"

"Fine, perhaps I phrased that the wrong way. I meant it was pointless for us to make a move, so we shouldn't even bother." He replied evenly.

"If we won't chase Kira, then he'll never be caught!" Light yelled. "Is that what you want? If you're just gonna give up, then what was the use of involving all of those innocent people? More importantly, what was the point of putting Misa and me behind bars?" Light stood back up, pulling L up roughly by the collar.

L's expression was hidden behind his messy black hair as he said, "I understand. But still, whatever the reason..." He brought his left leg up and kicked Light square in the jaw. "An eye for an eye my friend."

The blow sent them both reeling backwards onto tthe couch. It tipped over from the force of the impact, and Misa squealed, worrying over Light. They both looked furiously at each other, and L continued, "It's not that my deduction was wrong. The fact is, I can say that Light Yagami is Kira and Misa Amane is the second Kira. But it won't be enough to solve the case. And that's why I'm a little depressed. Is that so unreasonable?"

Light got to his feet, wiping some blood off of his mouth. "Yes. Yes, it is. Besides, you should hear yourself. It's as if you won't be satisfied unless I am Kira!" My raucous laughter still hadn't died down, and Misa glared at me. I ignored her, with tears streaming down my face, and looked to L, who was still kneeling next to the overturned couch.

"I won't be satisfied unless you're Kira? Well, there may be some truth to that." He stood up defiantly. "In fact, now that you mention it, you're right. I think I wanted you to be Kira."

Light once again raised his fist and punched L's face, whose eyes narrowed even further than previously, "As I said before, an eye for an eye. I'm stronger than I look, you know." He swung his foot up and connected it with Light's jaw, and they both went flying backwards again.

They scrambled to get to their feet, and then lunged, grabbing the other's shirt by the collar and glaring wildly at each other. They were about to go at it again when the phone rang, and they were both brought back to normal again. I had calmed down by then, and was only silently giggling as Light and L released each other.

Crossing over to the phone, L picked it up using his thumb and middle finger, holding it awkwardly to his ear. "Yes?" I could only hear the excited buzz of the caller's voice as Misa crossed over to the slightly beat-up Light. "Oh." L replied, "I see." He hung up the phone roughly, just dropping it onto the receiver.

Light, trying valiantly to bring the tense atmosphere back to normal, asked, "What was that?"

L's expression was back to impassive, and you could almost believe there had been no fight, if the couch wasn't still flipped over. "Matsuda's acting stupid again." He replied, and Light nodded.

"Well, it is his specialty."

I marveled at how quickly the mood of the room had changed. Everyone was standing up, and L and Light weren't looking at each other.
"I should probably be getting back to the lobby, now..." L said quietly, and began walking away. Light followed after him, since he had no choice, and Misa stomped her foot in frustration at not getting her date. She followed them out of the room, and I was left there, all alone.

I glanced around, and shrugged. I noted, not for the first time, that I was in a completely insane situation, and then I walked out of the room, not sure of whether or not to follow. Deciding it was best not to bother them; I walked over to the stairwell and to another floor, and continued my exploration there.