Chapter Three ~ Interview with the Devil

Ryuzaki lead me through the foyer of the hotel and walked out into the street, shuffling his feet as he walked. His shoulders hunched over as he walked, his ebony hair caressing his slightly flushed cheeks in the cool, light breeze. The sun beating down on us as we rounded the corner to another hotel. I raised an eyebrow at the tall man, he didn't say anything. He just shrugged and continued on in his leisurely pace as he passed the front desk. A short woman with brunette hair smiled up at him and waved him over to the elevator. Ryuzaki didn't take any notice whatsoever, which only soured her mood as she saw me walking along side him. He took one hand out of his pocket and lightly placed his hand on the small of my back as he steered me into the elevator.

We rode the elevator in silence, his hand not leaving the spot on my back, my face flushed with the unprofessional contact. I couldn't tell what was going through Ryuzaki's mind as I glanced up at the dishevelled man. His wide coal eyes focused on a singular spot on the door as the lights flashed above us. We rode up to the seventh floor before we stepped out and walked down the long corridor. I glanced around me, feeling slightly nervous that I would be meeting the man who was suspected to be Kira. We stopped at a door to which Ryuzaki pulled a key card out of the back pocket of his faded blue jeans and inserted it into the door, the light turning green as the door unlocked itself.

The ebony haired man pushed the door open and held it open for me to pass through under his arm. I walked into the lavish hotel room, the living area cleared apart from multiple TV monitors and computers surrounding a couple of chairs. The room was fairly dark, the cream curtains had been removed for blackout blinds and there was a single lamp that gave off a very dim light. Four men stood in the room, all of them moving over to introduce themselves to me.

"Hi! You must be the MI6 agent, I am Matsuda," a tall, black haired man introduced, his smile sweet as he held his hand out to me. I took his extended hand, smiling back at him.

"Aizawa. pleasure to meet you," A second man introduced, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Chief Yagami, I hope your flight was okay," A broad man smiled, running his hand through his greying hair.

"It was fine thank you," I smiled, shaking each man's hand before turning to the last. One hand stuffed into the pockets of his trousers as his calculating eyes trailed over me. His reddish brown hair fell flatly on his head, framing his sweet-looking face. His brown eyes glinting dangerously as he regarded Ryuzaki.

"And this is Light Yagami," Ryuzaki said, his voice monotone as he walked passed all the men and climbed over the arm of the large, overstuffed chair and sat down, kicking his shoes off as he went.

My eyes narrowed shrewdly as I regarded the man before me, no lie he was drop-dead gorgeous but there was something completely off with him. He seemed cold and malicious as he moved forward, holding out his hand. I took his hand carefully in mine, the man's eyes lighting up slightly as my fingers gripped his.

"I am (F/N) (Desired L/N)," I introduced my fake name, hoping no one would hear the slight nervous tone in my voice. Light smirked and released my hand out of his cool grip, something about this man was definitely off. No one acts like this without having a particular reason.

Ryuzaki cleared his throat and turned his head up to face us, "(F/N) would like to talk to Light in private. She is my second opinion into whether Light really is Kira," he explained as Chief Yagami face palmed.

"I thought we had cleared this up a few days ago that Light wasn't Kira?" he grumbled, his eyebrows pulling down over his eyes.

"And we did, however I would like to get a second opinion on whether I was wrong to suspect him. That way we can hurry along and find a new suspect," Ryuzaki replied, his voice adopting the same monotone expression as his face. He just seemed generally bored of the idea. Did he really give up suspecting Light? Or was this a ploy so he could turn the pressure off Light in order for him to make some mistake?

Light turned to Ryuzaki, a smile spreading the width of his thin face, "I would be happy to talk to (F/N) Dad, that way Ryuzaki will finally know that I am not Kira," he said, his voice airing confidence.

Ryuzaki smirked and pointed over to the bedroom, his face tinted with a light blush, "Then I am sure that you will want your privacy," he murmured, placing his finger in his mouth and chewing on the skin surrounding his nail. I felt my face grow hot with a slight blush as his coal gaze turned on to me, "Oh don't worry, you will be perfectly safe. This room has hidden cameras so really nothing goes on without my not being able to hear, you're quite safe."

I released a breath that I wasn't aware I was holding and walked over to the bed room, my heart pounding in my chest as I felt the taller boy follow me. The hair on the nape of my neck standing on end, my whole body on full alert as the man closed the door behind him, leaning against the doorframe. A chill running down my spine as I felt his cool breath on the back of my nape as he stepped closer to me.

I stepped over to the bed and perched on the edge of the mattress, my hands fiddling with a loose thread on my shirt. I raised my eyes to meet his reddish brown ones, his eyes glinting in the low light. His arms crossing over his chest as he crossed his ankles, "So what kind of questions do you have for me, Detective?"

I stroked my lip with my index finger, my (E/C) hues travelling up his body to meet his eyes. There was a glint in his eye and I definitely didn't like the thought of being alone in the room with him, despite the clear fact that Ryuzaki only in the next room. Probably with his ear to the door.

"Why exactly does Ryuzaki suspect you of being Kira?" I asked, pursing my lips as I awaited his answer. I slipped my pumps off and pulled my legs under me, leaning back on my arms as Light seemed to relax a little.

He smiled and exhaled loudly, his hair fluttering lightly around his face from his sigh, "You're very quick to get to the point. Well if I knew exactly why he thought I was Kira then I wouldn't be having this conversation, because I would be proving to him once and for all that I am not Kira. I mean do I look capable of being Kira?" he asked, waving his arms in the air. I could tell that this whole thing was agitating him but I wouldn't withhold from the fact that I had a funny feeling about him.

"Anyone is capable of murder, Light. It just depends on the resolve of those on whether they can control their urges or if they choose to act upon them," I explained, rubbing my temples, "Now why do you think Ryuzaki suspects you?"

Light grimaced, running his hand through his reddish brown hair, a nervous trait, "I think he suspects me because I am linked to the police force, and I am linked to the supposed second Kira, Misa Amane."

"Do you have the same thought process as Kira?" I asked, wanting to be blunt. My eyes calculating as they assessed the man in front of me. His eyes widened slightly, a gleam racing through his glacial eyes, "What do you mean?"

I cleared my throat and fiddled with the hem of my shirt again, "Well if you could, would you go around eradicating criminals in order to make the world a better place?" I questioned, a smirk appearing on my lips as I regarded the man.

"I guess anyone would. Clearing out the criminals in order to have a better world seems like a good way to go, however the way Kira is claiming responsibility for these killings, wouldn't that make him a criminal as well?" he murmured.

Hmm... well played. If you are Kira, as Ryuzaki says you are, then you definitely know how to play the game... good thing I can play as well, I thought, a smile spreading across my lips as I nodded, "Hmm... that would make for a correct assumption. But lets say that Kira wasn't doing this because he wants to eradicate all criminals, what other reason would he have in order to kill criminals, what are your thoughts?"

Light smiled, pushing off the door and coming to sit beside me, his arms stretching out behind him as he stroked the length of my jaw with his icy cold finger tips, "Why else? It would seem logical that Kira is trying to create a new world so that he can rule it, a world free from crime, pain and suffering. A world where people don't have to be scared when walking down the streets at night. And with the amount of support he has been gaining due to all this, I am sure that you were able to surmise that he has already won over many of the populace," a grin stretching across his face.

I smiled and leaned away from his touch, my eyes falling to my own hands. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a small piece of paper fall from his pocket with out him noticing. I thought nothing of it as I cast my eyes back up to him, "Well that is clear that he seems to have a god-like persona. However, I am not sure that a child such as you would have the capability of being such a well thought out criminal. Besides if you were Kira, it would be rather foolish of you to be assisting in your own capture, don't you think?" I murmured, as Light sighed. His smile softening, yet his eyes remained glacial and calculating.

"Yes it would be rather absurd. I am glad that you see that I am not Kira. Maybe Ryuzaki will finally see that way too," He said, sliding off the bed and walking to the door. He paused, turning his head back over to me as he smiled, "I have to say I am glad that we can finally start pursuing the real Kira and finally catch him once and for all," He murmured as he left the room, clicking the door shut behind him.

I sighed and glanced at the piece of paper, picking it up and throwing it in the rubbish bin beside the bed. My body relaxed, as I flomped back down on the bed, my hair fanning out behind me as I heard the door open again. I peaked up through my arm, noticing familiar raven black hair as he came to lay beside me. His hands resting on his stomach as he turned to face me, his coal orbs staring into my own. His features pale apart from a light blush dusting on the apples of his cheeks and the tops of his ears. His lips pursed as if to ask me the question I knew he was dying to hear the answer to.

"I think you are right. I think Light Yagami is Kira, and I will do whatever it takes to help you catch him," I whispered, closing my eyes as the man let out a sigh of relief.

I could hear the smile in his monotone voice as he spoke, "I was ninety eight percent sure you would say that."