Writer's Block sucks, but I finally overcame it!
Onwards and enjoy~
Shika:
"Have you sent out your message to the second Kira?"
L sat in a chair across from a TV that was tuned in on Sakura's channel. He was sitting in his usual quirky position with a large pyramid of chocolate Pokey with the top 1/3rd of the first four rows missing before him.
"If by 'message' you mean the police addressing the public to come forth with any information pertaining to Kira, then yes. It will be aired in exactly 30 seconds."
My eyes went to the screen, and I came to a decision. Even if I let L die, Misa would be intent on killing me for Light. I was one of the only people who knew who he really was other than L at the moment, so I was a liability once the threat of L was taken care of.
Why was I considering L's death? I don't entirely know. The thought just came to me the other day, and I couldn't shake it.
"I'm going out," I announced, heading towards my suite's bedroom. "I'll be back sometime late tonight."
"And where is it that you are going?"
"Nowhere specific. I wanna walk around some. I've been restless from having to sleep at night. A little like insomnia for vampires."
". . . . . . Very well."
There was some shock that I felt from his response –I thought he would argue or question me more- but I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Taking this rare opportunity, I dashed into my room. Ryuzaki had Watari order me clothes for all types of weather, so I knew what I needed to find.
Opening random drawers, I took out these items: black sweat pants that were baggy, thick socks that went up to my shins, brown leather gloves, a dense undershirt, a long dark-brown scarf that went up to my nose snuggly, a bandana to keep my hair fully concealed, and a navy blue hoodie so I could hide my exotic colored locks from view. I also picked out steel-toed boots to make larger imprints than regular shoes. This would allow me to be perceived as either male or female, making it harder to identify me should she run into me again.
Finding Light's scent was child's play. I followed it from the hotel to his house within thirty-five minutes, which was good. Misa was supposed to head out right after Ryuzaki's little message ended.
Right on cue, I saw the blonde model walking down the dimly lit street, a hop in her step as she went. Rem should have been somewhere flying around her. At the moment, I was hiding a half-block away from the Yagami household. Before she was in seeing distance of Light's home, I stepped in her path. It was only a second before bumping into me that she took notice of my presence.
"Oh! Please excuse me," she said with partial caution, bowing some.
As she attempted to side-step past me, I again blocked her path. Now her wariness was physically tangible. Her eyes hardened, and she positioned her arms in a way that could be defensive, but was actually preparing to reach for her Death Note. Clicking my tongue disapprovingly, I wagged a finger at her.
"Dearest Misa," I scolded, my voice a primal growl. "Don't you know how much words can hurt?"
"H-how did you know my name?.."
I chuckled, keeping my low octave. She took an involuntary step back, ready to run off. I grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back so she couldn't get away.
"Oh, Rem? You should know I'm not going to harm her yet."
"Yet?" she squeaked.
"Yes, 'yet.' If you continue to try and contact Light Yagami, I will kill you slowly and painfully. There are worse deaths other than heart attacks, you know."
Her body tensed, and her legs trembled slightly. A small whimper escaped past her lips. She was truly terrified of me. That was good. Assuming Rem was about to arrange some sort of accident to kill me, I raised my gaze to stare at what appeared to be empty space. A chill traveled down my spine. That was where the shinigami stood, watching. The shiver was the same when Ryuk was nearby.
"Rem? Try all you want, but no matter what you see floating above my head, just know I can kill Misa much faster than you could kill me. Now, if you or Misa Amane thinks Light Yagami is Kira, you're sorely mistaken. Yes, a shinigami followed him and his lifespan was hidden to her eyes, but I happen to know other Shinigami can see each other albeit they might avoid talking to each other, so I placing my God of Death over a crowd to confuse the imposter Kira. I also know how to 'adjust' death dates to my liking. Since I guessed Misa had made the eye exchange, I purposely covered Light Yagami's lifespan to shield my identity. Tell me, Rem, how does my death date look?"
Still holding Misa, I tugged off my hood and looked straight at Rem. At the moment, there was nothing special about it because I had to lie to make it fluctuates. Too bad I couldn't see his/her/it's reaction, though.
"I am Kira."
"W-who's Rem?" she faked ignorance. "Please, let me go. I promise not to tell anyone you're Kira! Just, please, don't hurt me. You're crazy!"
I placed the hood back to cover my features. No doubt Rem was doing his best to recall what kind of human I was. Tiring of not seeing said Shinigami, I slipped a finger past her clothes to touch the cover of her black book. She wouldn't have felt it, though. I had become accustomed to pick pocketing.
To my relief, the white and purple bone figure stood right where I had been looking. His expression was one of hate and disdain, and he was clutching a pen and a Death Note, as I predicted.
"So, Misa Amane, Second Kira, are you convinced yet?"
Nodding her head vigorously, her eyes were wide and watery.
"Y-yes! I'm so sorry, I-I want to help you, Kira. I only sent those tapes because I knew you'd answer me. I do have Shinigami eyes, but I didn't know a human could have control over other people's lifespan. How did you do it? Did your shinigami teach you?"
God, that girl could talk. She wasn't even all that scared anymore, more determined. At least she wasn't completely spineless after all.
"No, no God of Death taught me. I figured it out myself, but you have some useful traits, don't you? You can see anyone's real name.. I'll get you close enough to L to see his, and then I'll kill him. For now, continue to kill lesser criminals for me, and send a message to Sakura TV one more time."
"What should it say?" she asked eagerly.
I allowed a smile to cross my face. She was so stupid. It was so easy to trick her. I'd feed her information and commands Light would have given her so as not to arouse suspicion. I only had to wait a few days for L and the Task Force to go over the evidence that proves she was the second Kira, and Light would never see us coming once they find out about the Death Note.
"Something along the lines of…"