"If it says that a shinigami was seen at the Tokyo Dome on the 30th, that means we should go there, right?" I asked Ryuzaki, frowning. The others mumbled among themselves, in agreement.
"No. There must be a reason the other dates were mentioned, therefore, we will go tothe various locations, and mix with the crowds. There will be security cameras, in case something is unnoticed." He replied, turning to me.
"I doubt that we will find anything." Light scoffed. Ryuzaki shrugged and turned back at the television, though it had been turned off.
"Light-kun, you will go to Aoyama on the 22nd. However, Suzuki-san will accompany you." Light gave me a look, as if it was my fault. I had understood the message in the diary, only because I knew of the Death Note. I looked down, in thought.
What are the 'Eyes'? I know they have a connection to the shinigami..
"So, you're gonna just let her figure out who the Second Kira is?" Ryuk grinned at Light, pointing a long, boney finger at me. Light ignored him, as he didn't want to seem insane for talking to the air.
At least, it would be to them.
I flashed Ryuzaki a grin.
"Hopefully, we find out her identity soon. Hell, that might even be beneficial to arresting the original Kira!" My voice was full of fake enthusiasm.
If I wasn't such a coward, he'd be behind bars by now. Maybe even executed..
"Right!" A voice behind me beamed. I jumped slightly, forgetting there were more than three people in the room. I turned, to see Matsuda grinning brightly. Unlike my own smile, his was truly genuine.
L's POV
"It's not, actually. If the Second Kira thinks we're Kira, she obviously hasn't met with him. If so, we would get no information whatsoever about Kira or his whereabouts." I stated. Suzuki frowned.
"There might be the possibility she is just playing along." She shrugged.
"That may be so, now that I'm thinking about it.. That is a possibility, no matter how unlikely it is."
"You must be fun at parties." Light smiled, with a slight chuckle. Suzuki nodded.
"He probably just goes around, telling people, 'There is a very slight chance that the drinks are poisonous.'" She grinned, and Matsuda laughed. The others, who were professionals, did nothing but stare.
We had been told Suzuki-san was professional, yet she behaved so childishly, almost as if she had no idea how serious the situation is.
"No, I do not. In fact, I don't even go to parties." I muttered.
"Well then, you would be if you ever went to them." Suzuki smiled, placing a hand on my shoulder. I felt her nails dig into my flesh, though she seemed unaware of it.
It was almost like there was an unease within her, but why? She always seemed to be carefree.. Was that just an act? Could she be Kira?
No.. she couldn't be. She'd have absolutely no gain from it. She already works with criminal justice, so she's just putting herself out of a job. Maybe that's what she would want..
"Ryuzaki? Are you alright? You became.. quiet for a moment." She frowned, obviously concerned.
"I'm fine. Remove your hand immediately." I replied, looking up at her. She frowned, then unclasped my arm. She appeared to be very unwilling to do so.
I waited until it was after everyone had gone home to tell Suzuki of my suspicion that she may be Kira, though it was very unlike her.
At least my suspicion was less than the one of Light.
"You can't possibly think that." She had grinned. She probably thought I was joking. The sudden grave look on her face showed she understood that I did not do such.
Suzuki's POV
"You showed suspicious behavior after I explained the plan. If you never noticed, your frequent smiles and such appeared fake, not to mention rather uncertain. When you put your hand on my arm, you seemed to clutch it, as if keeping yourself from doing something. " He explained.
The hell does he mean by uncertain?
"Excuse me? I have been a trusted detective of the Japanese police for 4 years. 4. YEARS. This means that I do NOT find myself to be a crazed murderer!" I hissed.
"That's not exactly a valid argument, " He replied, calm. "Though it is a very low chance. I do doubt that you are Kira, I truly do. It seems more likely that Light is Kira, he is simply just that type of person."
"That is what I believe. Light does seem to be a bit.. crazed. I do not think that he would have had such interest in speaking to me at the college if he didn't have any affliction with Kira." I nodded slowly.
Since Light wasn't there, I was allowed to say such things, without dying.
"Indeed." Was the simple reply. I noticed he was stacking sugar cubes, most likely for his tea.
"Why do you do... that?" I asked, examining the tower closely.
"It helps me think."
"Oh. That's... interesting."
"I assume so." He muttered, watching them closely.
We sat in silence, engulfed in our work. I was basically just sitting there, staring at a screen, reading reports on Kira's recent murders. Ryuzaki was setting up the security cameras for the days mentioned in the diary. He only looked up to eat cake or the various other sweets Watari brought him, occasionally dropping one of the sweets in front of me, though I gave back most of them. He didn't understand that I didn't exactly like to eat only candy all day, like him.
Or he was trying to be nice. It is kind of cruel to eat cake and not share with the person beside you, even though you probably have twelve entire cakes in another room. I noticed that whenever I gave them back, he looked slightly surprised and hurt. I don't know why, but that made me feel bad. After around 50 returns, I couldn't take the feeling. It felt like my heart sank each time.
"Suzuki-san." He stated, as if signaling the gift. Instead of pushing it away, I hugged him, for reasons even I don't know. We sat like that, though he never seemed to attempt to free himself. He just awkwardly sat there. Eventually, he pried my arms off, returning to his work.
Apparently, there is such thing as too much affection.
We sat in more awkward silence, the tension almost unbearable.
"Sorry.." I mumbled. He didn't reply. I looked over, then grinned.
"I will forgive me for you." I whispered, standing. His eyes were shut, and his breathing was slow, telling me instantly he was asleep.
I had no idea insomniacs sleep..
Taking advantage of the situation, I proceeded to kiss him on the cheek. He smiled in his sleep, to my surprise.
Thevnext day, he seemed to be forcing himself to pretend that we never did anything. All we did was work, if you asked him. I played along, assuming that he still felt we were simply just colleagues.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Before anyone else had arrived, I was waiting for Light. I wanted to ask him questions about the notebook.
Light's POV
"LIGHT!" A voice called as I was walking to the Task Force headquarters. I strained my eyes, seeing it was the woman. I groaned, approaching her.
"What do you want?" I asked, not pleased.
"I want to know how the Death Note works." She stated.
"Why? So you can report me to L?" She shook her head.
"You probably haven't noticed, but you aren't in prison. Meaning, I haven't done anything. Also, I pretended to not know Kira's identity. Plus, if you kill me, you would have no evidence that I knew about the Death Note." She pointed out.
"Right.. you write down the name of someone, while thinking of their face. You can even decide how they die. If you don't add anything, they die 40 seconds later of a heart attack. You don't even need the entire notebook to kill, you can use part of a page." I rolled my eyes, then proceeded to show her the scrap in my watch.
"Interesting.. Is it alright if I test it?" She asked.
"Fine.. but we need to turn on the news, so you can kill someone who deserves to die." I replied, and she nodded.
We walked into the building, and I was surprised to see L sleeping.
"We should mute the television, so it doesn't disturb him." She whispered
She proceeded to turn on the television, then instantly muted it. A picture of a man with the caption "Kaito Shinozaku" appeared and she wrote it down. Live footage of his arrest appeared, and we watched him collapse. Suzuki looked horrified.
"I... killed him.." she mumbled.