Sorry it took so long for this update, but my teacher noticed the lack of progress in my work, so I've been trying to get a few quizzes done for him. I've already have a few more chapters to type out, so don't worry about having to wait a while.
Onwards~
Light Yagami swung his tennis racket in a strong back-stroke. The tennis match was a blatant test to assess his behavior. Should he win? Should he loose? Both options lowered and raised the chances of him being Kira.
In a split second, Light used all of his force in his next swing. L tried to serve it back, but blinked when it passed. His opponent was going for the win after all.
POV Switch:
I happened to pass by a couple tennis courts on my way to the grocery store, Ky following behind me. There, I saw Hideki and Light engaged in an intense game of tennis. A large crowd had gravitated around them like it was a professional match. And it could have been with the way the pair played.
Finding a place to stand, I waited for the final score. Laughter I wished to never hear again made me jump out of my skin. Beyond Birthday stood beside me, gazing at Ryuga and the Police Chief's son with a wicked grin.
"He knows."
"What? Wait, don't go yet! Who knows what?"
But, as Light and Ryuga started leaving the court, B.B. went with them, but I couldn't tell who he was following this time.
Ky and I returned home after the ceremony ended. Beyond had left me frazzled with his vague message. Did he mean Brad? Luke? David? There were other men I could list, but my gut told me it wasn't any of them.
It might be L.
Going inside my rented house, I stepped on something. I scooped up an envelope without a second thought, then locked the door. The letter would have to wait. Ky needed to be fed, and I wanted food myself.
Meals freshly made, I sat on the couch to examine the note closer. There wasn't a name written on the outside, and the seal was still intact. From what I could tell, it hadn't been opened yet. I slid a finger across the top so I could get the letter out.
'Miss Clayton,
Look out your window.'
Frowning, I set the page down as I gazed outside like instructed. Squad cars were parked around the house with their sirens and lights off despite the late hour. Officers trained their guns on the front door, and there was no doubt a few had gone around to secure the back door. I took a few steps back, shocked at the sight illuminated only by the pale moonlight.
Crumbling the letter in one hand, I glared at the floor while biting my bottom lip to the point that it drew blood. Why was this man so.. annoying?
No wonder Beyond hated him.
"Like hell he's going to get me without a fight," I muttered to myself.
Throwing the paper aside haphazardly, I grabbed my jacket and slipped it on. Ky joined me in my steady stride to the bedroom. In there was a window almost completely blocked by a large tree in full bloom. It was one of the reasons I chose the property to rent on the first place.
With what I was used to, I expected jumping out of a window three feet high and three feet across placed only a foot-and-a-half from the ground would be relatively easy, but when I was almost all the way out with one foot still inside, my shoelace caught the edge of the windowsill. As graceful as a one-legged chicken, I toppled the rest of the way outside in a condemningly loud face-plant. Ky, my ever-faithful companion, sat on the sill while looking down at his human with a disappointed and shameful shake of his kitten head.
Needless to say, my fuck-up had been heard by the cops. A few formed a half-circle around me, guns and nightsticks at the ready. Spitting grass and dirt out of my mouth, I pushed myself up with my arms, and flashed a fake enthusiastic grin.
"Hello, boys. Did you know that's not a door?" I pointed at the window.
Two pulled me to my feet, and slapped a pair of handcuffs on my wrists. One spoke into a hand-held radio, calling in that they apprehended their suspect. I was escorted to one of the waiting vehicles, then, with me secured, the officers talked amongst themselves.