"I know these are a lot of rules for you to keep up with, but please try to remember them all." Said Dachi as he had already given Christian a few rules to live by while they were on the Kira case.
Matsuda was trying to flag down a taxi as Dachi continued, "Also, since Light is still a suspect, I would refrain from using your last name around him. Along with that, I want to keep the eraser information away from Light as well. In fact, don't tell anyone else about it. This eraser is something new, something that was never in any of the other files from the other L's."
Christian nodded his head, understanding most of the situation, but was still lost on a lot of backstory which Dachi didn't have time to explain. "Oh, and one more thing, Christian." The blonde looked up at Dachi, waiting for him to continue, "For the sake of my son and my pride. I was only beaten that night by those men."
A sorrowful look came into Christian's eyes and he nodded his head in understanding. "I understand." Whispered Christian as Dachi replied gratefully, "Thank you."
Matsuda sighed as he tried to stop another cab, but it drove right past him once again. "All these cabs are full!" Matsuda spoke in frustration as Christian giggled and replied, "There will be one soon, you'll see."
Dachi looked down at Christian, admiring his soft features and his feminine ways. His giggle was something that put a smile on Dachi's face, but a realization destroyed Dachi's happy thoughts as he stared at the blonde beauty next to him. "Christian...You need to know that in the end of all of this...You can't keep the Death Note. It's too dangerous of a weapon. Meaning either now or later you're going to end up losing your sight. You need to ask yourself if you should do it now or when it is necessary because if you wait too long...Well, you might have to learn everything all over again when you lose your sight and I can only imagine how hard of an adjustment that is."
Christian's eyes saddened at the thought as he realized Dachi was right, he couldn't hold onto the Death Note forever, people would come after him if they ever found out about it's existence. "I'll tell you what, you let me know when we get back to Tokyo." Said Dachi as Christian nodded his head in agreement.
***
Light began to punch numbers on Sato's phone as the both of them were resting on the bed in the motel room. Sato laid on one side as Light sat on the edge of the other.
"I'll see where Dachi and Matsuda are." Said Light as Sato nodded, but quickly looked at the door of the room, hearing the magnetic lock undoing itself. Both Light and Sato paused as they saw the door open and caught sight of Dachi walking into the room.
Sato smiled at the sight of Dachi, the older man glanced at Light with Sato's phone. "Oh, hey. We were just about to call you." Said Light as Dachi frowned and made his way next to Light.
"Why does he have your phone?" Asked Dachi as he looked at Sato quickly before grabbing the phone by the screen and pulling it away from Light. Dachi looked at the number he was dialing and realized it was indeed the number to his own cell phone.
"He was just calling you, Dad." Said Sato as Dachi let out a sigh as Light stood up and pulled the phone out of Dachi's hands. "You're a little too paranoid, Dachi." Said Light as he walked around the bed, fumbled with the phone as he made his way next to Sato and closed the phone before handing it to Sato.
"I can never be too paranoid around you." Said Dachi as Light sighed and walked into the bathroom. The film cover that had been on the phone now hanging at the tip of his fingers, making sure not to disturb the thumb print that Dachi had just laid on the film.
Light placed the film cover in a small, protective bag. He was going to have to keep it safe until they got to Tokyo once more. Light smirked to himself; he had all of the things he needed to take down Dachi. All that was left was filling out a birth certificate, but that wouldn't be any problem since he already had all the items needed in order to fill out the document. Light placed the small bag in one of his small pouches, to which he claimed he carried small trinkets and extra little things. He opened a small pocket on the side of the case and placed the thumb print safely inside. He closed the pocket and placed the small flap over it that concealed any trace of something on the side of it.
Light flushed the toilet and turned the sink on as he put the pouch in one of the bathroom drawers where it was before, making sure it looked like he hadn't fiddled with it while he was in there. He turned off the sink and made his way out of the bathroom only to see Matsuda dragging a suitcase into the hotel room. He looked upon him questionably when suddenly he heard a light girlish sounding giggle. His eyes widened slightly as another man stepped behind Matsuda; he carried a smaller bag almost the size of a backpack.
Light looked upon the man in confusion; who was he? He knew that the person behind Matsuda was male; but the boy's looks were very feminine, beautiful even. The man's eyes were closed and his hand covered the lower half of his mouth, concealing his smile. The boy looked young, barely even a man, and his skin was pale and appeared soft. He opened his eyes to reveal them to be a piercing blue and lowered his hand, revealing his smile, "Matsuda, you didn't have to strain yourself to get the bag here." He said. His voice was gentle, and that even had a slight girlish tone to it.
The man seemed to suddenly notice he was in a room with other people and looked up to glance at Light and then towards Sato, who was observing him in curiosity and in a bit of awe; he really was beautiful. "Oh," He said with a smile, "I'm Christian."
"You're the blind boy from the brothel." Whispered Light as it finally dawned on him. He didn't take much notice to Christian before hand, but now he was looking the man over closely. He didn't seem so blind anymore.
Christian smiled at Light and spoke playfully towards him. "Hello Light, it's nice to see you again." Said Christian as Light was taken back, how did he know his name? Christian turned his head and glanced at Sato and looked over the boy.
"And here's a new face." Said Christian as he set down his bag and his walking stick near the small table before making his way over towards Sato. Christian smiled softly as he stood in front of the boy, he was a few inches shorter then Sato and had to look up in order to make eye contact with the boy. "You must be Dachi's son. My, you're a handsome one." Said Christian as he read the name above the boys head. "Sato." Whispered Christian, glad to see that Sato's name was in fact written in letters he could read.
Sato was at a lose for words as Christian's hand raised to Sato's face and trailed the side of his cheek, lining his jaw and soon his neck before dropping his hand and smiling apologetically, "Sorry, I have a habit of touching people's faces. I was blind not too long ago."
Sato stared at the man for a moment; "I, um, its fine." Sato said softly and simply. He didn't really know what else to say. "Its nice to meet you, Christian…" Sato said. He was unable to keep the small blush off of his face. This man was stunning and Sato felt a sort of calm and gentle aura around him. Sato shook off his slight embarrassment and smiled down at the shorter man.
Christian smiled and nodded his head. "Its nice to meet you too." Christian said, "What a beautiful smile…" Christian said softly and Sato couldn't help but be a little embarrassed at the compliment. "Uh, well…" Sato said while he brought one had up to rub the back of his head. Another small, almost unnoticeable, blush crossed his face. "Thank you." He said. He wasn't used to being complimented; especially not by such a petite, dazzling boy.
"He blushes too." Christian said with another smile as he traced Sato's cheeks. Sato's smile faded and he tried to act more masculine, "I am not blushing." He said firmly, trying to ignore the soft hand that was on his cheek. This made Christian giggle, "If you say so." He said as he pulled away from him. Christian retreated to where Matsuda and Dachi were. Matsuda placed a hand on Christian's shoulder and the two smiled at each other.
Dachi looked over at Sato and Light and decided to fill them in quickly, "I'm going to make this really quick and easy. Christian is the one who had the Death Note, but was also the one who saved me last night. He was originally blind and could see nothing until he made a deal with the shinigami for the eyes." Dachi paused as he looked over at the doorway, seeing the large shinigami almost reaching the ceiling of the small motel room.
Sato looked at Dachi in confusion as to what he was looking at. Dachi pulled the Death Note out of the inside of his jacket and handed it out for Sato and Light to touch it. "Touch the notebook." Dachi demanded.
Without hesitation from either one, both the men leaned forward and touched the Death Note. Light looked over at Zellogi in slight shock. This shinigami's appearance was quite different from Ryuk's but shinigami's appearances were no longer shocking to Light. Sato on the other hand was in complete fear as he his eyes widened and he stumbled backwards, landing on the bed as he continued to stare at the monster in front of him.
"W-What is that thing?!" Asked Sato as Christian smiled softly and replied, "He's an angel."
"What?! Angel?!" Sato questioned in disbelief. "How the hell is it an angel?! Aren't angels supposed to, don't know, have wings, wear a halo, and look beautiful? You know, angelic?" Sato asked in the middle of his panic mode.
"I resent that remark." Zellogi said, his beady eyes glaring at Sato, who decided that behind the bed would be a better place to hide. "I'm not ugly. Well, not in the shinigami realm. And I do to have wings." Zellogi said as the thing on his back that looked like a cape extended to become two large wings with hook type ornaments on the top of them. Sato sighed dramatically, "That's not what I meant…" he said quietly but the shinigami started to speak again as he folded his wings back against him, "And I have told you too many times, Christian; I am a shinigami, a death god! Not some pansy angel. I could kill every single one of you if I wanted to." Zellogi spoke in frustration.
Christian giggled once again, "And what have I told you? of course you are an angel. You gave me sight." He said happily. "For that, you will always be an angel." He said.
Zellogi sighed in utter frustration before he gazed over at Sato, who was slowly standing back up, and Light, "My name is Zellogi." He said, introducing himself.
Light smiled up at Zellogi, it had been too long since he had seen a shinigami. As Sato slowly made his way back towards the other side of the bed, Light looked over at question and asked, "So, you can only see because you made the trade for the eyes?"
Christian nodded his head and smiled sadly. "Yes, but I will not have my sight for long. Once I give up the Death Note, I lose my sight." Light nodded his head, taking in the information and was about to ask something else, but suddenly Dachi's phone rang.
Dachi picked up his phone and realized it was just a text message he had received. As Dachi fumbled with his phone Matsuda looked Zellogi over and asked, "You wouldn't really kill us, would you?"
Zellogi chuckled at Matsuda's nervous smile as Dachi closed his phone and looked at the floor in sorrow. Sato looked at Dachi in confusion, "Who was it?"
Dachi placed his phone in his pocket and replied, "It was from Aizawa's cell phone." The room was silent, waiting for more. "And?" Asked Light as Dachi looked at the group with remorse in his eyes. "He said...Give God up or Matsuda's next."
Matsuda looked at Dachi in shock as Dachi continued, "That must be a suicide text Mikami forced Aizawa to send before...Before he died."
Everyone became silent for a moment. Matsuda's eyes watered up, and he closed them tightly. Tears spilled over onto his cheeks as he looked to the ground. Matsuda gritted his teeth slightly; "Aizawa…is dead…" Matsuda stated more than asked. He knew that was what had happened; there was no way Mikami would keep the man alive. Matsuda was scared; he was scared of death. He didn't want to leave this world…didn't want to leave the people whom he had grown so close to. He didn't want to show his fear, no; that would only cause more panic and chaos. He would conceal it…try to hide it away from everyone. He needed to remain calm, but he could not stop himself from crying. Another one of his close friends had died.
Dachi walked over toward Matsuda and wrapped his arms around the small man. Matsuda buried his face into Dachi's chest and let loose his tears, crying softly; mourning Aizawa's death. Dachi shushed Matsuda softly, but mostly stayed quiet. What could he do? Now three of the agents were dead and Mikami was threatening Matsuda. "Matsu…" Dachi said softly and rubbed the crying man's back, trying to calm him down more. He leaned downward and gave Matsuda a small peck on the top of his head. Matsuda's cries finally slowed before subsiding. He didn't pull away from Dachi, though; he felt as if he needed to be in his arms.
Light internally smirked at the scene between Matsuda and Dachi. It was too perfect; they were even closer then he had imagined. Light on the surface had tears in his eyes, "What…what can we do?" He asked weakly, "We can't…we can't let anyone else die because Mikami is after me…" Light said.
Dachi looked over at Light and thought about the situation. If he refused to give up Light, Matsuda died. If he gave up Light, well, the possibilities were endless. "You think he'll kill you?" Asked Dachi as he stared at Light, wanting a truthful answer. He needed the truth, he had to trust Light's answers, it's all that he had now.
Light looked at Dachi in a worried manner, knowing that the man had to succumb to Mikami's demands. "After what happened a year ago...Yes." Whispered Light as Dachi slowly let go of Matsuda and replied, "But he called you God in the text message. Doesn't that show he still has this idolized appearance of you?"
Light nodded his head and replied, "Yes, but...If he does keep me alive. He's going to hang my death over me, forcing me to do as he pleases, to kill who he wants. Somehow he knows I'm with the investigation team. If he gets his hands on me...The first thing he'll want is L's real name."
Dachi shook his head and replied, "This is our chance to capture Mikami and you, Light, are going to be the bait." Sato looked at Dachi in shock as Dachi nodded his head and continued, "The minute we get back to Tokyo we get the trade setup. Mikami will get what he wants, but before he can do anything, we'll capture him."
The group thought of the idea and one by one gave into it. Christian got the idea, but still did not know all about Mikami and what had happened before with him. Only that he was dangerous; he was the man that was 'Kira' right now. Light was the first one to speak, "I think we can do it." He said with determination in his voice. Sato nodded his head at Light's statement in agreement.
Matsuda nodded his head also as he rubbed his eyes slightly, "Yeah…we just have to be careful…" He said. There was really no other choice. He would die, along with whoever Mikami was able to get his hands on next; whether it somehow be Christian…or Sato…Matsuda couldn't imagine how life would go without Sato. Without the boy whom he looked upon in a small part as a son; and happily received the title of his Mother. Dachi wouldn't be able to handle anything tragic happening to Sato. He really was like the boy's father, and held so much affection toward Sato…it would break him.
Dachi sighed softly, "Yes, we will have to be cautious. Let's just hope we can pull this off," he said quietly. "We'll have to leave as soon as possible. Get everything of yours packed so we can make it to the airport as quickly as we can." He said as he went and hurried to pack his own things.
***
"Akira! Sweetheart! Today would be nice!" Shouted Misa as Mikami let out a frustrated sigh as held one of her bags in his hands and made his way towards the limo that was waiting for them outside the airport.
"Ah! I'm so excited now that we're in America!" Shouted Misa as she watched her crew and staff load equipment into a few vans. Teru groaned as he set the suitcase down and watched Misa turn towards him with a frown. "Well? Open the door for me." Misa demanded as Teru furrowed his brows and opened the limo's back door.
Misa smiled playfully at Teru as she caressed the side of his cheek delicately and leaned forward, kissing him on the cheek before passing him a cheeky smile. "Thank you, sweetheart!" She said loudly as she got into the limo.
"Someone kill me now." Whispered Teru as he picked up the suitcase and without a worry he tossed the suitcase into the same seat Misa had just slide into.
"Ow!" Teru heard Misa cry out and a satisfied smirk came over his face.
Mikami stepped into the limo and sat down as far as he could from Misa. He didn't like to be next to the woman, and utterly despised it when she touched him. Teru let out an involuntary shiver at the thought of the small kiss Misa had given him on the cheek. He still couldn't comprehend why God would use her…well except maybe for the fact that she was controlled so easily…
Teru sighed softly but glanced over at the still whining Misa and had to make sure he contained himself to keep in the chuckle that wanted so desperately to escape. Misa continued to rub her shoulder, "Why would you do that? You should be more careful! I am supposed to be your girlfriend, you know. You should treat me better than what you do!" She complained in an annoyed voice. This time Mikami could not suppress rolling his eyes at the woman. He tried to be civil toward her, but it was just so hard.
Mikami pulled out his new, rather pricey, sleek black cell-phone. He flipped it open and raised one hand to silence Misa with. She started to protest, her eyebrows furrowed in anger, but Teru spoke, "I'm calling Matsuda to tell them where to go." He said. Misa immediately calmed down and leaned back in her seat quietly. Mikami blocked his number and proceeded to call Matsuda. The phone rang three times before he heard Matsuda's voice, "Hello?" Matsuda asked. There were smaller negligible voices and noises in the background; ever the sound of a busy airport in London.
"Am I speaking to Touta Matsuda?" Asked Mikami as Misa let out a small sigh, irritated with being around Mikami. The two did not mesh well, their only connection in which they had something similar was Light. "This is." Said Matsuda as confusion was evident on his voice as he continued, "Who is this?"
"I'm the one who will kill you if you do not listen closely and obey all of my orders." Said Mikami as a small gasp was heard on the other line. Matsuda already knew it was Teru.
"I know you are currently leaving London so here are my demands to you. Get on the first flight that will take you, God, and the rest of your team that is still alive to America. In two days there will be a large concert at the New York Convention Centre. The concert will take place out in the garden area of the centre. Over twelve hundred people have purchased tickets for this event, your tickets will be waiting for you at the hotel connected to the convention centre. You will all attend the concert and make sure God is with you." Said Mikami as he read out the orders he had thought out earlier.
"Do you understand?" Asked Mikami as Matsuda let out a nervous yes when suddenly Mikami could hear someone on the other line speaking to Matsuda. The person was asking who Matsuda was talking to and no doubt after seeing Matsuda's fearful face Mikami heard shuffling over the phone and heard the true enemy speak.
"Who is this?" Asked the man as Mikami smirked and replied, "This must be L. It's so nice to finally hear from you again. I was afraid you didn't get my messages."
"Teru Mikami," the man Mikami knew only as L growled.
"Ah, so you have heard of me." Mikami said with a smirk. "It must be hard to see all of your agents die. Next will be dear, sweet Matsuda." Mikami said in mockery. God had told him the last time they spoke that L and Matsuda were close so he decided to throw it out there; adding more fire and hurt in his statement. "And after that, who knows. We'll just see if the time comes. Keep this in mind, L; if my orders aren't followed exactly, they will all die. Everyone you know will die and it will be because of you." Teru wanted to make sure he got his point across.
He could feel L's anger over the phone and could only imagine the man's face. He heard his sharp intake of breath as he was about to say something, but Mikami cut him off, "Oh, and make sure you send God my greetings. I am very happy to be seeing him soon." Teru spoke with a smirk and hung up before any more words could be spoken. Mikami leaned back into his seat as he placed the phone back into his tight jean pocket, which still took effort. Mikami sighed and tried to relax and block out all of the sounds around him; especially Misa's rambling on and on about how much she loved Light and couldn't wait to be reunited with him and blah, blah, blah…
Mikami smiled softly, it soothed him that he would be able to see God again. It seemed like such a long time since he had been with him. When Light wasn't around Mikami seemed more worrisome and on edge. Teru brought a pale hand up and traced his bottom lip gently, thinking of the man that he had come to miss so much. Feelings were still mixed inside of him about his God, but they were becoming just a little clearer, no matter how much he should have denied them.
***
"Fucker..." Whispered Dachi as he hung up the phone and slowly handed it towards Matsuda. As Dachi regained his composer he quickly asked Matsuda, "So? What did he want?"
Matsuda looked at Dachi with a sad expression, he knew Dachi would be upset to hear what Mikami had planned. Matsuda let out a small sigh as he looked at the others around him and replied, "We can't go home just yet...We need to make a stop at America."