It wasn't long before I noticed it. Someone is following me, and I know that Yagami is being followed too. It was around the time L started his surveillance. However, I know that Raye Penber is not supposed to be following me. If he is following me who is following Yagami? What the hell did I change already? I haven't done anything yet! I scribble furiously into my journal, paranoid at being followed by men in black. The taste of copper registered as I wrote making me shoot up, my hand gently touched my bottom lip. I was shocked I had bitten into my lip, was I so freaked out about changing something that I didn't notice the pain. With a grimace I suck on my lip for a bit and check to see if it was still bleeding.
The FBI was following, I'm a freaking suspect! Haha is going to be so upset. My first family would have found this hilarious. After all I was an average female student in my past life that was blind without glasses. Back then I could hardly use a computer. It couldn't have been the fact that I was actually doing my work in class, right? Frowning I stood from the park bench and began my way home. "There isn't a reason for anyone to be following me." I mutter to myself. "After all, I haven't done anything to warrant it, have I?" I certainly couldn't think of anything. Sure, tutoring is about the only time I really socials but… oh. Oh crap.
Tutoring!
I start doing batter in classes, I tutor Yagami's sister, their father told them a bit about the killing and Yagami knows. Also, Sayu really shouldn't be talking about that stuff even with people she hangs around constantly. This is horrible! "I can't stop tutoring, that would just seem more suspect to them." I whine, how did I not see this coming? I'm going to have a hell of a time proving I'm not Kira in the first place, damn Yagami! Thank Kami I don't exhibit his personality. I know I'm socially awkward. "This is so… ugh." I so want to be done with today.
Third P.O.V.
Black eyes blink at the detective before them as they give their report. "Yagami Light seems to be confident, he has many admirers and has a bright future. However, Zetsumei, Kiyoshi while bright doesn't seem all that confident has no friends spends a lot of his time wondering the streets. He does tutor some younger students twice a week. From what we could get from his peers he has never had interest in taking top spot from Yagami-kun, his teachers have pointed out that he has been putting more interest in his school work but that could be because of University."
"They don't seem to have anything in common aside from being smart and Yagami-kun's sister. Zetsumei-kun tutors her." The other FBI agent stated. "They have a link to the other but their peers have noticed that Zetsumei-kun has been avoiding Yagami-kun instead of ignoring his presence lately. He seems more irritated when Yagami-kun is within his vicinity and they noticed that Yagami-kun has been trying to get Zetsumei-kuns attention." Penbur said. The man shrugged a bit as his fellow detective shifted uncomfortably. "Tendfer, is there something you wish to add?" asked the black eyed male. Tendfer glanced off to the side, "Well, the female population of Yagami-kun's group seems to think that Yagami-kun is, um, interested in Zetsumei-kun. That is, in a, um, romantic way. They seem to think that Zetsumei-kun isn't interested and is trying to get into a collage that Yagami-kun won't be at."
Silence reigned.
The black eyed male swiftly turned to his computer, thin, pale fingers quickly tapping keys. The other two watched on for a moment before the strange male signaled to them to leave. After they were gone the male picked up a small black phone and hit speed dial. He had things to order and people to contact.
Light Yagami leaned back in his seat as he finished writing the deaths of six new unjust lives. His experiment was set and now all he had to do was to see if it would work. His thoughts wondered now that he had nothing else to do. He thought of dark, shadowy curls, just barely brushing thin shoulders. Of wide red/hazel eyes, dusty rose lips on exotic light olive skin. Light had only ever dated females as a way to appear as normal as possible but he had only just noticed his classmate when his teacher made a passing comment about this new interest getting the same grade as him. He was a sight to behold, an exotic beauty.
It was easy to see that the smaller male was easily bored, his thoughts elsewhere, he also appeared to like music if the tapping he did was any indication. The brunet wondered how he might go about wooing the other.
Ryuk watched his human in amusement, he wondered for a moment if he should mention that the raven-haired teen Light was so interested in was the Shinigami kings experiment. Oh, he knew what the king did. Ryuk had gone unnoticed while the gods had been arguing over what the Shinigami king did. Honestly, he wondered if the kid even remembered anything from his old life. He found it immensely amusing how Light would fixate on that particular human. If the Shinigami could even still call the boy that. The Shinigami looked at the clock Light kept in his room. Seeing how Light would be going to bed soon he fazed through the wall and went to hunt for some entertainment.