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Sharnii Brooke: I can't really say for the baby making. I mean, I'd like to but at the same time I'd like to stay within the same context as the Death Note rule of: 'no sex for shinigamis'. Then again, we'll never know. I mean I COULD but then again I'd have to make it a 'mature' rating on the story then. Nobody wants that…do they? O.o Thanks.
Cocoasit4: Welcome new reviewer! I can assure you there's only one main OC and just a few unimportant sideline OCs. That's all. Oh I think I've had a lot of fun writing the last 20 or so chapters of this story. So yes, I've had lots of fun. Thanks.
Jillian Jiggs: Something tells me the more Ryuk and Keegan get closer together, the bigger that flame is gonna get on that crack pipe and then it might exploded making all of said 'crack' fly everywhere. Pinch me; I think there's something wrong with me. Haha. The part where Misa tried to stop the Death Note from bleeding ink all over the floor was pretty funny. You can just see her 'wtf' face in that whole segment. Haha. Thanks.
Michi-nin: Aw…I'm not sure they hooked up THAT fast. I mean, she's going to be pretty reluctant to accept the fact that Ryuk's actually got such feelings for her. I mean, this IS Ryuk we're talking about. Haha. I think this romance is going to be slow progress for them because Keegan's just that way. Of course, she's told Ryuk a lot of things she normally wouldn't confide to anyone else. So…that means something. Heehee. Good idea for that 'Kuro pwns Kira' thing. That might be an annoying pun that everyone in the world will soon realize after Kira's power is no longer in application because Kuro is basically making him the laughing stock of the world. Muahahah! Laugh at Kira! Laugh! Ahahaahah! Thanks.
Sahxyel: I think the way Ryuk and Keegan's relationship will pursue very slowly because of their personalities and the fact that Keegan's not exactly too eager to rush right into any kind of relationship, you know? I do plan to have Aizawa begin contacting the SPK about Light's behavior towards Kuro. I mean, he's been keeping his cool so that Light doesn't suspect anything, but at the same time he had to remind Light 'do we really wanna continue Kuro's case or focus on Kira? I'm confused.' So Light had to make a difficult decision if he didn't want to be detected as 'Kira'. Keegan's a very mysterious person so it would be hard to see what she would do. I mean, she's against Death, but I don't think Ryuk would like that if Keegan saved Light's life. I can't give anything away, so that will just have to keep baffling you for a bit. Sorry. But thanks for asking anyways! Thanks.
PiScEs-BlOsSoM69: I think I'll surprise you in the epilogue of the story. But I won't reveal anything to you. I refuse to give anything away. Muahaha. Thanks.
THePuNkPriiNcEzs: "Roy" is just a name Keegan came up with to hide the fact that Ryuk is a shinigami. Ryuk unfortunately doesn't stay in his human form all the time. He still has a reputation as a shinigami to uphold. Thanks.
Skygreen: Hello there! I'm glad you do like my fic. Hope to see you review more really soon!
All right guys! Enjoy Chapter 21.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. Death Note belongs to Tsugumi Ohba and Takashi Obata.
Disclaimer 2: The idea of the Life Script belongs to me. Please do not steal. Thank you. Any Original characters, Keegan Phelps (no relation to Michael Phelps) and others, belong to me. Thanks.
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Aunt Carol had gotten in late so she wasn't paying attention to anything that might have gone on while she was shopping with her girlfriends. With Christmas not that far away, she was losing sleep. When she came downstairs that morning, she found Keegan asleep on the couch with her head in Ryuk's lap while he casually flipped through the t.v channels as 'Roy'. "Oh! Hello, I didn't know you were here, Roy." Aunt Carol stated with surprise.
He hated having to answer to this human pseudonym but he'd have to if he wanted to seem 'normal'. "Huh? Oh. Yeah, I spent the night. Kind of. Guest bedroom. You know, Keegan never mentioned anything about a third party once living here."
"Oh yes, that used to be my son's room." Aunt Carol scratched at the side of her head with a nervous chuckle.
"Oh yeah? Keegan didn't mention any cousins to me." Ryuk's brow cocked. That was odd. Keegan had said that Aunt Carol was all she had in this world. Had Keegan lied? Hm. He'd have to ask her that later.
"Tyler and I are…estranged." Aunt Carol reluctantly answered. "I'm sorry. Keegan and I don't talk about my son. He's not a very nice person." She of course seemed like she didn't want to talk about the subject any longer. "Oh, enough about the life of this old biddy here. What about you? What time did you kids get home last night?"
"Around 10:00." Ryuk shrugged. "Keegan fell asleep on the couch. So by the time I came down here this morning, she was still out cold. I came down here to check on her."
It sounded convincing enough because Aunt Carol merely smiled and left them alone. "I still got some wrapping of presents to do. I hid them well this year; Keegan likes to find out where I hide them each year. So I hid them over a friend's house and am going to wrap them there. Bye Roy." As the front door closed, Ryuk made a face.
"Bye Roy…" He mocked in an annoyed tone of voice before he shook Keegan slightly. "Hey, you gonna get up or do I have to kick you off the couch myself?"
One of her eyes opened to view the world around her. "She gone?" Keegan asked, looking around to see if the coast was clear.
"Yeah, could you have slept more convincingly?" Ryuk snorted.
"No…" Keegan said sarcastically. "That was just me pretending real well." Sitting up, she rubbed the back of her head. "So, how are we going to make this work?"
"Make what work?" Ryuk asked. "Our relationship or the next move we make for Light?" Oh, that would have been a great question to stump Keegan…if she were any other human.
"We'll work on our relationship later. Right now I've got to watch that message from the SPK." Keegan pulled her laptop out from underneath the couch cushions and flipped it open. "All right, they sent it to me last night. So that must mean they want to talk to me again." She pulled the saved message up and opened it.
"Greetings Kuro. It's nice to be speaking with you again. I imagine that you must be slightly displeased to be hearing from us again but I feel it is the only way we can adequately communicate. I have a proposition to make to you, if you will listen. We've recently been monitoring your progress against the infamous Kira and your vendetta against the Task Force in Japan. So…if I were to tell you that I suspect one of the very own Task Force members…what would you say?
Other than that, I would like to commend you on your exclusively unique hacking skills. I admire the wat you got into the Task Force database. We've been monitoring it for sometime waiting for something suspicious to come up (not that you're that suspicion we have) in case there's more of a break through in the Kira Case. Unlike the Task Force, we're close to cracking the madman's identity."
Did they know that she was Kuro? Oh wait. Dumb question to ask herself, Keegan rolled her eyes. 'Good thing I caught myself on that one.'
"…Kuro, or should I say 'Miss' Kuro. I say this because only a woman could have such anger and animosity towards a killer who has complete disregard for human feelings. After our last encounter, I don't think we made a lot of progress. Now, my proposition is this. We'd like to monitor your progress towards Kira. Since you made a wise decision to not strike an alliance with us, we'd like to ask instead of being our ally…if you'd be our tracking device. Otherwise we'd just like to admire your work from afar."
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I'm not gonna be you're fly camera on the wall, okay?" She said to a screen that wouldn't answer her. "Sorry. Again, I have to decline. I like it when you guys just sit back and watch from afar though. It makes me feel better when you're not in my face."
"I understand if you'd like to decline our proposition, but just take some time to think it over. Oh, one more thing…Miss Kuro."
She stopped before she was about to cut the message off.
"You've got a nice cat."
Keegan stared at the screen with interest. "Does Near know that Mr. Yagami is Kira?" She turned her head to look at Ryuk, who had returned back to his original shinigmi state. "I think Near's known all along. It is like you said before he's like a child prodigy."
"He's smart then." Keegan said, tapping her fingers against the keyboard lightly as 'N' continued to speak in his recording.
"I know he's smart Keegan, but I don't think he's as smart as you." Ryuk snickered.
"I'm street smart because I've known TJ all my life." Keegan chuckled, "That doesn't count."
"Sure it does, you can bribe people, you've basically bargained with the devil in a sense, you make up the most believable lies, and you hustle well." He leaned in her line of vision to watch the screen. "You're not just book smart or street smart Keegan, you've got a lot of common sense in your head."
"Is that a compliment?" Keegan turned her head to look at him, push him out of the way of the screen, and shake her head at him. "No wait, I take that back. You're sucking up for something. What do you want? Because if it's another kiss, it's not happening." Turned back to the computer in annoyance. "That's pushing it, Ryuk. We just started this thing together."
All right, this was true. After the incident with Joe, he knew Keegan didn't want to rush into anything. It didn't feel too bad, considering that Ryuk had no idea what to do since Keegan had said they were going to start dating. They didn't have to do anything at this point because Keegan didn't seem too interested in making fun of him for actually having these weird kinds of feelings he was unsure of in his gut how to use said feelings.
"So…what are you gonna do about Near?" He asked.
"…He's just going to have to watch." Keegan took a random picture of Lucil being rather cute and hooked her camera up to the computer and the black background with the backwards-white K was brought up again.
"Good call. You know…you're actually starting to smell like apples…" Back in his human form, Keegan could feel his hot breath near her cheek and she frowned before pushing him away from her.
"…You're breath stinks."
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It was late. If Aizawa could recall perfectly he'd never felt so tired before in his entire life while he stayed up, smoking cigarette after cigarette to relieve the stress on his mind. This email was going to take forever if he didn't think of how he was going to type it up. Light's behavior towards Kuro was becoming suspicious, even more so than he usually had been of Light lately. It didn't make sense. How could someone who was saving lives be some suicidal nut case trying to lure Kira out of hiding? It didn't add up and Kuro's messages seemed to be specifically targeting the Task Force for some reason, not because Kuro wasn't fond of he Task Force, but because Kuro knew something they didn't.
Kuro was trying to tell them something that Light and the other Task Force members didn't understand. He tapped his fingers in annoyance while his dark eyes stared at the computer screen and the beginning few paragraphs of his email. Light wouldn't suspect Aizawa if he used his home computer to message the SPK. It just seemed only natural that he would. Everything started going downhill from this point. Miss Takada being kidnapped then her untimely death. It just seemed all too unusual to not begin to wonder if you're even playing for the right team anymore. Aizawa was conflicted and it hurt. It hurt to think that all of this could be a horrible misunderstanding…or that Kira had been under his nose all along and he desperately wanted to believe it couldn't be true.
When he logged onto the database to stare at all the little pictures of Kuro-neko he found one that actually caught his attention. It was one that he hadn't seen on there until now. When he enlarged the image, he found the black cat's face seemingly mischievous and it was kind of entertaining when he found the words: 'Kuro PWNS Kira' written in the picture. Light might not like that if he saw it, but Aizawa didn't bother to mess with it. He had to get back on the task at hand. It was a tough decision but…
"I have to."
With that said, the message was sent.
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Getting back home, he found that his troubles were not over. Misa was scrubbing the carpet. Misa was actually doing something useful besides being an annoying pest and loyal lapdog? Light cocked his head to the side with odd curiosity as he watched her dip a floor brush into a bucket of hot water and then…scrub vigorously at the floor. It was hard to see through the suds but eventually Light could make out blue ink and he knew something had happened.
"Ah! Misa! What did you do?"
"Me?!" Misa's head snapped up instantaneously and she felt her lip quiver. "It didn't work! Light, the notebook didn't work! Those criminals came right back to life!" She sounded like she would start crying if Light got angry all of the sudden.
"Ugh…" He sapped a hand to his forehead and rubbed his temples. "Kuro's making a fool out of me." He started pacing, leaving Misa to just go back to scrubbing the carpet vigorously in an attempt to get the ink up out of it. It was strange to see Ligh so stressed over someone that was counteracting his power. Who could dare mess with her darling, dear? Who would want to stop her beloved in his duty to making the world a better place?
"Maybe I could use the shinigami eyes." She suggested. It seemed like a good idea, but Light's next words were kind of a disappointment.
"No."
"What?"
"We don't even have a face to put on Kuro. Some believe Kuro's a woman; some believe Kuro's a man. So we don't have any leads. I've had to cancel the Kuro case at work so that no one suspects me of being Kira. I've tried everything. Mikami's tied up right now because he's been working around his own little system with his Death Note." Light didn't know what to do right now. "Unless…"
Misa watched him travel into the next room and retrieve his own Death Note. "Unless I combine forces…Use three Death Notes at the same time. I'd like to see Kuro top that." He grinned to himself in such a snarky and admiring manner. "Misa,"
The scrub brush was slippery in her hands and she caught it before it fell into the bucket. "Huh? Oh! Yes?"
"Get your Death Note. I've got a text message to send." Light grinned to himself.
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The phone beeped several times until Mikami turned over in his bed and pressed a button on his cellphone to which the message popped up. Tired eyes briefly skimmed over it before he dropped his phone between the sheets and sat up immediately in bed. "My God." He whispered.
"He's calling me."
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"Once again, I see you've decided to contact me. Unfortunately I will not discern my gender or my identity to you, Mr. N. I feel it only best to keep myself well hidden. I do trust that your intentions are naturally good and do not wish y any harm, but as for any form of negotiations or assistances, I cannot allow any contact between us except in messages such as this. I will accept the fact that you plan to watch my movements from afar. I commend you for being so polite in asking first. As always, courtesy and manners count in my book.
I do believe you if you say you know who Kira is though. I have no doubts Mr. N that we suspect the same person of being Kira. I do thank you for the compliment on Kuro-neko. He's such a rascally little scamp and he's fun to photograph." There was obvious humor in the computerized voice.
"Until then yes, you ay watch my progress from afar. Please do not intervene in my mission. I KNOW what I am doing. That is all. Farewell."
Near stared at the large over-sized screen with the Kuro-Cat Chess Piece in his fingers while he was fiddling with a train-set. "I see…Miss Phelps, if she is Kuro, obviously found interest in me calling her 'Miss Kuro' rather than just Kuro. Unlike the Task Force we've been able to trace back the hacking records to a specific laptop brand that's well over a few years old, though not in any context antique. Have we any information on the brand or programming of this particular computer?" He asked Miss Lidner.
It had been a rough few weeks, after the botched up kidnapping of Miss Takada by Mello, everything had all come down and hit Miss Lidner hardest when she found out Mello was dead. It felt like a nightmare but she didn't want to even begin to think any more about it. "Hm? Oh. Yes. It's a Dell brand Windows 2000 laptop. An Inspiron 700m." She answered, a little disoriented.
"See, it's a few years old." Near said, turning to face Gevanni.
"Hm. Yes. The buyer's records say it came from a Best Buy in the exact same town Miss Phelps lives in. It was bought back in 2001 by a Carol Phelps." Gevanni was skimming over the records as he spoke.
"Carol Phelps must be the aunt that Miss Phelps is living with." Near mumbled. He looked down at the chess piece in his hand and put it on the toy train-set. "Hmm…"
"Sir?" Miss Lidner said, curiously as Near moved the toy around and then stopped it at the chess board that had all of the little members of the Task Force, the SPK, Kira, Mikami, Light, and Misa on it. Taking the Kuro-cat chess piece from it, he put it on the board and moved it towards the Mikami piece.
"I believe that if Kuro struck at not only the first Kira but also the 2nd Kira that came to defend the first Kira's actions. I believe that Mr. Mikami…in his current suspicious behavior…will be the next to feel Kuro's wrath."
"We have a message from Mr. Aizawa of the Task Force." Gevanni said suddenly.
Near's head perked up. "I think that should just about do it for today."
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It was cold that day, it wasn't a good idea to go out on the bike, so what Keegan had done was get a tarp out of the basement and cover the bike with it. Her coat was zipped up tight while Ryuk watched her from the front step. He could see her warm breath in the cold air while she made sure the bike was covered at all ends. "Where'd you learn to cover a vehicle down like that?" He asked curiously.
Keegan perked her head up and turned it to look at him. "Aren't you cold?"
Ryuk shrugged. "I'm a shinigami, I don't feel weather effects like you do." Even though Ryuk didn't want to admit it, it was cold.
She rolled her eyes. "Oh right. Forgot about that."
"Where'd you learn to do that?" He asked her again, returning to the topic of the tarping down the bike.
"Hm? Oh. TJ. He's always had a little bit of a criminal side to him, so when we were in high school he used to take me to Crazy Ray's car junk yard and we'd tarp down certain cars the owner didn't want getting weather damaged. We made a couple dollars, he stole a few parts when I wasn't paying attention…" Keegan shrugged, coming back towards the front door.
Still in his 'Roy' state, Ryuk shook his head. "TJ's got some problems?"
Keegan opened the door and they went back inside. "He's had some problems in the past. I kept him from getting involved in a gang in the ghetto in Cincinatti, this is a true story too." She stepped into the kitchen and opened the fridge and took out the jog of apple cider. "Here." She poured him a cup and put it in the microwave. "It's really good hot. Not like apple juice." She chuckled.
"So what happened in this story?"
"I was a freshmen in college, and he was junior in high school, so what happened is I drove him into the city to do some Christmas shopping for his mom. We got lost, ended up in the ghetto. His dumb self brought a pocketknife with him just because he was that scared. He's lived in Jefferton all his life and he's never been to the ghetto, except in Uruguay with his grandmother when he was kid but this was his first trip to the ghetto. We were there and we ran into a couple of guys who started harassing me, and my response was cool and casual until TJ got over protective and got in one of the guy's faces. He thought he was badass because his skin was darker than theirs and unpleasant cursing ensued. To which my response was seeing a cop car in the alley we got lost in and I subsequently shouted: 'COP!'" Keegan explained, taking the cup out of the microwave and handed it to Ryuk.
"Don't burn your tongue again, please?"
He took the cup from her with a smirk. "I think I've learned my lesson. What happened next?"
"Well, they took off and the cops outside the alleyway got out of their car and ran at us. That was the time TJ ended up almost spending the night in jail on 'false charges of possession'." Keegan laughed softly. "Sad thing was, he got stuck in the same cell with those guys and he had nice conversation with them. They told him about their little gang and TJ thought it was the coolest thing ever." The memory brought back worry about TJ.
"He's like the little brother I never had. The cops were interviewing me on what had gone on and there were 'witnesses' that saw us get lost and told them that we were just looking for directions. I said the same thing, so did TJ and he got out. The cops only charged a hundred bucks for me to get him out of the cell because it was a false charge and those same cops were later laid off the next day because of what happened with TJ."
"They put you in cuffs too?" Ryuk snorted.
Keegan shook her head. "No. I mean. I had a clean record; one of those cops was Paul, Rico's dad. He's back on the force though. Back then he didn't know TJ. When he was introduced to the family, he freaked when he saw TJ and TJ freaked when he saw him."
Ryuk lifted the mug up to his lips. "He acts like he wants to be your boyfriend sometimes."
"So do you." Keegan chuckled.
Ryuk frowned. "Not funny. Because we're 'dating' and I'm not exactly fond of having to be reminded of these feelings. I'm a shinigami, we're not supposed to have these feelings." He put the mug down.
"Then why do you?" Keegan put her hands on her hips in curiosity.
"I don't know, but you're starting to smell like an apple." Ryuk pointed out awkwardly.
"I'm Irish, I've got red hair, I curse in Celtic so mom won't punish me in the after life if I say those curse words in English. My favorite color is green (not because I'm Irish) and I use that Irresistible Apple lotion from Bath and Body works. Maybe THAT's why I smell like apples Ryuk." Keegan pointed out.
"I think you had Cherry Chapstick on last night." He pointed out suddenly in reference to that much-unwanted kiss Keegan had not expected. She spun her head to stare at him in annoyance.
"Nuh-uh."
"Cherry chapstick tastes a lot like apples you know Keegan." Ryuk grinned.
"Ugh…" She grimaced. "No, I'm not letting you kiss me again." She pointed out. "Not to be mean, but no…"
"Who's Tyler?" Ryuk asked, "Funny, you're aunt told me you have a cousin named Tyler, you never mentioned any one else in your family." He sipped the mug of apple cider while giving her a suspicious look.
Keegan frowned at this question. "I thought you would have forgotten about that this morning when Aunt Carol clearly didn't want to talk about him. Don't you think I don't want to talk about him?" She asked.
"What happened to him?"
"Tyler's not part of this family any longer. He's just a troublemaker that likes causing problems for everyone. He doesn't care about Aunt Carol. All he cares about is getting her will that just leaves this house and all of her belongings to him." Keegan frowned.
"…I'm guessing your aunt must have re-written it for you." Ryuk stared into the contents of the mug. He was almost out of the cider in his cup.
"…Is it all right if we don't talk about this subject any more? I'm not up for talking about my cousin." She turned the light off in the kitchen and went into the living room.
It always seemed like she avoided things on purpose in her life, it was starting to get on his nerves. He finished the rest of the contents in cup and slammed it down on the counter. "Keegan, you're gonna have to start facing your problems instead of running away from them."
She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Ryuk with a smirk. "I'm not running…I'm waiting."
What was that supposed to mean? All right, now she had him confused. "Waiting? Waiting for what?" He asked.
"Mr. Yagami is my only problem about now. I'm waiting for his next move. I don't have to worry about Joe, or my cousin, or my parents. Ryuk, I'm gonna save this world if it's the last thing I do on this planet."
Sure enough when Keegan had turned on the t.v:
"A flourish of Kira attacks have started bombarding nations everywhere and their criminals are falling down one by one. We ask, just who on Earth is this 'Kira' and what kind of maniacal power does just one person have to make deaths happen everywhere. CNN news, we'll be back more on this story."
Keegan cocked her head to the side at this recent news report and scowled at the television. "He and Miss Amane must have combined forces."
"I think he put Mikami in there too just for shits and giggles." Ryuk frowned at the screen and Keegan whipped out the Life Script. "I think it's time Mr. Yagami and I had a talk." It became clear that Keegan was going to have to work double-overtime to get these names of the criminals that were being killed. Getting the names in the U.S and the Task Force database would be no trouble, other countries. "I have a little problem."
"It's nothing you can't handle, Keegan. You can do this." Keegan stared down at the Life Script in her hands and opened it. There were two new rules in the book and she read them clearly.
Their etchings were still warm:
Rule 16: The user of the Life Script may trade half the life span added on by the Life Script to them for Shinigami eyes without risking their normal life span. The use of Shinigami eyes is not just limited to Death Notes.
Rule 17: The Life Script's use of shinigami eyes is limited, use with caution.
Keegan's brow cocked. "What? What's that mean, use 'shinigami eyes with caution'?"
"It means, if you traded the life span added on by the Life Script to your original life span, you'd be able to use shinigami eyes for a temporary time. After their use, you get that life span back because the book gave the added on life span to you, not me. It's cautioning you because the use of shinigami eyes with the Life Script drains you of energy. You'll be fine, but it's feeding off your emotions Keegan, that's they way it seems to me." Ryuk explained. "You said you didn't want to use the Shinigami eyes before…why now?" Ryuk asked.
Keegan stared at the notebook with a frown. "…I don't have a choice now. If I want all of those names…" Keegan flipped to a clean page in the notebook. "I have to trade." She held her hand out for Ryuk to shake.
He smacked her hand away. "I can't do that that Keegan. I can't let you trade for shinigami eyes if there's going to be a downside."
"But Ryuk-"
"I could get those names for you." He grabbed her hands suddenly. "Let me help you this time. You told me before you need to do this job alone. Yet at the same time you had me be your errand boy and secret spy almost. I'm sick of sitting around and doing nothing to help you, Keegan." He growled.
She noticed the unusual warmth from his hands and she looked down at their hands together. "You're holding my hands…and your own hands are warm."
He hadn't noticed before but they did feel unusually warmer than usual and Ryuk shrugged. "Must have been from the mug. No big deal."
"Yeah right…Well, I've got some contacting to do to Mr. Yagami, but first…I need Mr. N to monitor my conversation."
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"Sir! We've picked up a Kuro transmission." Gevanni exclaimed, looking at the screen, as it turned black with the backwards-white K. "It's a live-stream."
Near sat up straight with his finger twirling around that particular lock of hair by his ear again. "Miss Kuro…"
"Mr. N…"
"Yes?"
"Though we are not in any negotiations or alliance…I have a proposition for you. This can be an opportunity to 'watch'. I'm going to contact Kira now. Would you mind sitting back and just monitoring the conversation while I deal with him personally on a very important matter?"
"Now, you ARE technically negotiating with us." Near chuckled.
"This is only a compromise…Nothing more. Watch and learn."
"You have our undivided attention, Miss Kuro."
"Good."
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The copied earlier Kuro messages had been sent to him at this ungodly hour in the morning and Mikami's face was livid as he listened to Kuro mock his God continually. At the same time Mikami felt that he himself was being taunted with the way Kuro was speaking.
"Youuuuu caaaan't catch meeee. Nanny-nanny boo-boo. Youuuu can't catch meeee."
Mikami had all ready done what his god had asked that night, so why should he feel threatened if Kuro didn't know who he was?
He stared at the Death Note in his possession and opened it. "What being mocks you? My God?"
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"You think I'm just going to sit back and watch you eliminate all of those souls from this planet? You've crossed me for the last time Kira. I swore to myself that should you try something like this again, I was going to kick you back hard. You've evoked my fury this time. Now that you've heard my anger, feel it. I'm going to slam you into the ground so hard this time that I think even your ancestors may crawl out of their graves to pull you into the depths of hell for what you've done. I told you, when I lie in wait…you should be very afraid of me.
I'm going to make sure that your soul rolls over in your grave before you do…Kira. I know who you are, I know where you are, and I'm going to bring you down if it's the last thing I do."
Light stared at the screen of his laptop after the message went off and several spammed pictures of Kuro-neko were all over the Task Force database had popped up again, only this time they were all over the background and they all said the same thing: 'Kuro PWNS Kira'
Misa had gone to bed not too long after they had written all of those names down in their Death Notes. The only thing that was on Light's mind now was to figure out when Kuro was going to strike next and figure out HOW Kuro could try to bring back all of those criminals that were killed worldwide. "Hmm…"
There was an eerie silence…and then…
"I know you're there…Kira." Kuro spoke suddenly
He got quiet suddenly when the computer screen was talking to him. "Kuro…"
"I figure I'd get a chance to speak with you, before I struck back at you. Do you know…what a Life Script is?"
Light gave a glare at the computer screen. "A Life Script?"
"Oh yes, Kira. I mean a Life Script. I know how you've been killing all of those criminals and I'm very upset with you. So if I all ready know that you're using a special power to kill all of these criminals, I feel it's only fair you should now what I use to bring back all of those you kill, how I perform my miracles, and how I keep people from your wrath. Unlike your power that seems to be in many fake Kiras, there's only one Life Script. So don't even bother trying to ask any divine being for it. You won't get it."
"All right Kuro, let's talk then. You seem like a very intelligent person, so far. Why don't you tell me how you got your Life Script then? I can only assume a shinigami gave you The Life Script."
"I'll never tell, after all. I'm sworn to secrecy. Best friends never tell on each other." Kuro answered. "Like I said…divine intervention bestowed this notebook to me, an angel gave it to me."
"An angel? I find that hard to believe." Light scoffed.
"You and I believe in two different religions Kira, you have either Buddhism or Shintoism and I have a widely used religion, as you can tell by the Bible."
"It's hard to say, two kinds of religions use a bible…" Light said curiously.
"You know, you cannot hear my true voice and I cannot hear your true voice. So, your identity is safe from any hackers that I might have told to come into your system." Kuro chuckled.
Light looked around suspiciously and ran a diagnostic quickly on his computer. No sign of hacking. "You…"
"Just kidding. I work alone. I need no one's help." Kuro assured. "You know, the SPK is quite interested in my actions towards you."
"I'm sure you're in allegiance with them." Light sneered.
"Wrong…As you usually are with me. I told you, I work alone…" Kuro corrected him.
"You work alone except for the fact that you have 'divine intervention' on your side." Light scoffed. "I'm sure you do…" Typical sarcasm. "Is your divine intervention source an ugly one?"
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Keegan grit her teeth at the computer screen before she felt Ryuk's spindly fingers suddenly settle over her clenched fist. How dare he talk about Ryuk as if he were some animal to throw on the side of the road after shooting it?
She looked up at the shinigami sitting next to her. He was encouraging enough to keep her temper down. She pulled her hand out from beneath his and nodded.
Keegan took a deep breath and turned her attention back to the screen.
"I told you, an angel gave it to me."
"You're not a very good liar, Kuro." Kira sneered.
"I'm better at lying than you are. I know who you are, Kira. You have no where to run when I get through with you." Keegan hummed softly without worry.
"And just HOW do you plan to locate me?" Kira snarled.
"Mr. Kira…Please, temper. It's unbefitting of you. I don't tolerate rudeness." She wagged her finger in the air. "I'm a very civil person. I'd appreciate it if you showed me some common courtesy. Didn't your mommy raise you better than that?"
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Light glowered at the screen, clutching the laptop tightly in his hands while he grit his teeth. Kuro was going to badmouth him now? That wasn't going to be tolerated.
"I guess not."
"You have no idea how deep you are in this situation, Kuro. You have no idea of the likes your dealing with." Light argued. "Who do you think you are?"
"I AM LIFE!" Kuro roared suddenly. "Never speak down to me, Death cannot last forever Mr. Kira, I promise you that. Death will come inevitably for every human being on this planet, but it should not come so quickly when it is not that person's time. Even when a person dies, death does not last for afterlife does exist." Light drew back from Kuro's fury.
"I am God. How do you compete with that?" Light laughed.
"…How can you call yourself God when you don't act like one? You just pretend to be a God because you have a power given to you that doesn't belong in your hands in the first place." Kuro advised. "Take caution, Mr. Kira. I'm not going to ask you to keep your tone again."
"You must pretend you're a god in some sense if you have the power to give Life, Kuro. How can you call yourself a God?" Light looked away from the screen.
"I never have called myself a God. You and I are just as mortal as anyone else, Mr. Kira. Everyone's life has to come to an end at some point."
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"Yours will too if you continue to act against my power." Kira warned.
"I have utmost confidence that you won't even touch me. Heh. I know who you are, but you don't even know who I am." Keegan held in her laughter while she looked over at Ryuk.
Ryuk was shaking his head at her. 'Come on Keegan, don't burst into laughter yet. You'll get yourself in a world of trouble.'
"You'll probably use the Life Script on yourself."
"I don't need to use it on myself. I have divine intervention, listen, Mr. Kira Your hearing is fading quite rapidly." She pointed out.
"Now, you're just mocking me."
"It's my favorite thing to do."
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Near adjusted his headset carefully as he listened in on the conversation. He was used to the garbled voices speaking back and forth to each other. It just all seemed like a matter of time until it came down to that very wire.
"She's good…" He chuckled. "A little too good for him. I wonder what Miss Kuro's planning to do. She's probably trying to push him to his limit until he snaps."
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"Tell me, Mr. Kira…if every criminal died in this world…how would police officers keep their jobs?"
Light sneered. "They can find new ones. They won't have to worry about evil in this world anymore. I'm taking care of that. And YOU'RE messing it up."
"The world has been put out of order, Mr. Kira. You've messed it up, and I'm just righting what you've wronged."
"HOW DARE YOU-"
"This conversation is terminated, you've been rude to me for the last time, Mr. Kira. Goodnight."
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Authoress Note: Sorry for this long chapter guys (I do like it when the chapters are long though). My Microsoft Word had an error in it and I was messing with the format to see if I could help shorten it any. Well, I think that it turned out well either way. Oh well, I think this one didn't turn out as well as I'd liked it too but I think it's okay, not the greatest but, eh. It's all up to you guys to tell me what you think. Thanks! Read and review.