Favored by the Master of Death Chapter 5
Light and Harry returned just as the sky opened up and poured rain down upon the city. Inside, surrounded by everyone but L and Watari, was a man with a thick file.
"Harry!" the man exclaimed when he caught of his of his dark haired friend, "Will you tell these men that I am not some evil person here to kill them all."
Light looked the man over in silence, his feelings still raging like an undecipherable storm. The stranger had pale skin, making his freckles stand out and his dim brown eyes contrasted with his bleached orange locks, giving him a washed out look, like he was a photo that had been left in the sun for far too long.
"Fred," Harry grinned, not even trying to hide his amusement, "It's good to see you."
"You know this man Harry?" Mr. Yagami asked.
"Ya he works for an old friend of mine. That and he and I go way back. He's not here to kill you. I asked him to bring over my resume." Harry stated mirth clear in his voice.
"About my employer, he said he will be a little late to the next meeting. Something came up in France that he had to attend to." Fred said as Harry came over and relieved him of his burden.
"That's fine, I will contact him later to reschedule." Harry replied before handing the file to Mr. Yagami, "In this you will find my schooling degrees and cases I have solves. Please review it so that you may make an informed decision on whether or not I may join your task force." Mr. Yagami opened the file and scanned the list of degrees that Harry had, causing his eyebrows to shoot up to his hairline.
"Do you really have a degree in Psychology, Sociology, Forensics, Anthropology, Criminology, Criminal Justice, Information Systems, and Computer Programing?" Mr. Yagami questioned incredulously, "How old are you?"
"28." Harry lied casually with a shrug. In truth he was millions of years old and stuck in the body of a 17 year old. Thankfully when he put on some weight, got his eyes fixed, and bulked up his muscles he began to look older than what his body was stuck at.
"Well… I would say you are more than qualified. I would be okay with you joining." Mr. Yagami allowed.
"Great!" Harry said, clapping his hands together, "Fred, it was good to see you but I have work I need to begin. I would like to call a meeting on the direction this investigation is going in. Let's schedule if for tomorrow morning. For now we can rest before the hard stuff begins."
With that Harry swept from the room, leaving behind his new teammates. Fred simply smiled and shook his head before taking his leave. He had owed Harry big time for letting him see George after he had died – crushed by a wall, what a way to go - and at the time Death had been looking for a new messenger, so there he was. As he exited the building he made a mental list of all the people he had to see today. Quickly he rounded the corner and disappeared in a breath of mist, leaving nothing but the subtle feeling of cold dread in his wake.
Mogi and Matsuda found Harry in the computer room, looking over all the files they had on the case. The man had his eyes glued to a screen and his fingers were rubbing circles on his temples.
"Are you alright?" Matsuda questioned, causing Harry's bright green eyes to flick to him before moving back to the screen.
"Yes it's just those blasted bells."
"What bells?" Mogi inquired, straining his ears to catch whatever it was Harry was hearing.
"It's nothing." Harry mumbled before speaking up, "Forget it. So… what can you tell me about Light and Misa's imprisonments?"
Light couldn't tell if he was angry, confused, or some strange mixture of both as he went looking for L, eventually finding him on the roof in the pouring rain. While he was shouting to get his attention he could have sworn he saw a small golden streak zoom through the rain and into L's pocket.
He was then forced into the rain so he could speak with L, who had started rambling on about bells ringing. After the bells L then questioned whether or not Light had ever said a true thing in his entire life, causing his already strained temper to flair. The man was now kneeling before him, drying and massaging his feet. If that doesn't cause a whiplash of emotions then Light didn't want to know what does.
Light was ripped from his thoughts by the sound L's voice echoing off the empty hallways.
"It will be lonely won't it?" L asked as he glanced up from his work.
"Huh?" Light murmured.
"You and I will be parting ways soon." L informed cryptically, his eyes just barely visible through the screen his wet hair made. Light looked down at the man, confusion filling him. He was about to say something when the sound of a ringing phone stopped him.
L stood and fished his phone from his soaked pants and answered it.
"Yes… I understand. I am on my way."
L snapped the phone shut and turned to face the descending stairs.
"Come on. Let's go Light. It seems like it all worked out." L said softly before he took a step and began to leave. Confused, Light followed behind, ignoring the dripping coming from the water that splashed off the hair of his enemy.
Harry listened to Matsuda and Mogi exchange tales of being Misa's manager as he scanned several documents on the computer. This is how he would catch Kira. Of course he already knew who it was, but L only accused with evidence, and Harry really didn't want to fight…not after last time.
With a sigh Harry continued to set up the system that would compare the handwritings of document group 1, the first several pages of the Death Note, and document group 2, handwritten school papers with the name 'Light Yagami' scrawled across the top. With a small, typed command and a click of his mouse Harry primed the scan to start at a moments notice.
He glanced at the thick stack of papers he had put together which described what they had yet to do with the Death Note, most of which was standard procedure when a murder weapon was found. He rolled his chair over to the pile and began to organize it so that I would be easily understood when he presented it to the task force tomorrow. He paused as he was splitting up forensic and video data and looked down at his phone when it gave a small ping, indicating he had just received an urgent email.
Mogi and Matsuda glanced over at Harry as he read the message headed 'Todays Major Scheduled Deaths' in gothic black script, all Fred's doing no doubt. The name at the top of the list made Harry's heart stop and his face drain of blood.
He dropped his phone in panic as thunder clapped, and the room went from brightly lit to being washed in red emergency lights.
"What's happening?!" Matsuda yelled.
"Where is L?" Harry whispered as he stood. He rushed over to the door, stumbling along the way.
"L!" Harry shouted as he yanked the door open and sprinted from the room, leaving behind a phone shining the name 'L. Lawliet' in vibrant swirling red.
8 Years Ago
L's age: 18
"It was the girlfriend." L said. Harry scowled from his position just behind the detective, standing at his shoulder. The duo were working on a case that Harry has…manipulated to test his toy's abilities to see through the normal and go beyond. So far he was getting only disappointment.
'Come on L, I really don't like to be proved wrong.' Harry thought as L's eyes scanned over the evidence once more. Harry silently willed him to notice it. The one major flaw that never happens in the cases that he takes on.
"It's just…" L trailed off, bringing the pad of his thumb to his lips. Harry's eyes bore into the back of L's head. Almost as if the teen could feel his companion's gaze, L turned to face Harry.
"What is it?" Harry asked, keeping his voice innocent and full of curiosity as the beginnings of victory flowed through is veins. L looked down, afraid that if he spoke his outlandish theory that Harry, literally his only friend, would laugh at him.
"I feel like there is…too much evidence. Does that make sense?" L asked softly. Harry grinned triumphantly, sending Death a message that he was now down 5,000 American dollars, to which the primordial responded with a posh 'You little shit.' Harry then cut the connection once more the brought his hand up to lift L's chin. As soon as beautiful dark brown met startling green Harry spoke.
"I was wondering if you would catch that. I was thinking the exact same thing and I am glad you had the courage to come out and say it. This is the exact reason YOU are my favorite." Harry whispered, bringing their faces close together. He stopped just short of L's lips, their breaths intermingling, causing heat to spread across their faces.
"You are perfect." Harry whispered before releasing L's chin and pulling back. L exhaled, willing the pink in his face to fade.
"Right," L just managed to stop himself from stuttering, "So I think we should look into…"
Okay all done! tell me what you think. I decided on where I want to take the story, but please leave any suggestions that you may have or me! As usual, thanks for reading!
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