Disclaimer: No, I don't own death note, nor its characters. (Cries) But if I did…
Chapter rated T.
McFuzzy: Hi again! This was posted really quickly I know. I just wanted to separate what I had written into chapters. I haven't been very nice to Light, have I?
Light: No, you haven't.
Ryuuzaki: She has been nice to me Raito-kun.
Light: How many times do I have to tell you I hate you all?!
Matsuda: But I love you Raito-Kun!
Light: There's a gun to my head. I'll shoot!
Matsuda: NOOOO!
Ryuuzaki: I know Raito-kun won't because he likes my body too much.
Light: You're right... damn!
McFuzzy: Erm, okay! On with the story!
Chapter 2 Mark of the Undead
That morning Light woke in a sweat. A bad dream? This was strange for Light because he never had bad dreams. He looked at his hand not wanting to see a bite mark. Unfortunately, it was still there. He considered his strange encounter reason enough to have a bad dream.
CRASH! Light's body popped out of bed at the sound of a crash in his apartment. He ran out of his room and into the living room to see a pile of pots on the ground that had fallen from his cupboard above.
He looked at the hinges of the cupboard, examined the stability of it, and wondered why they fell. The door was perfectly fine, and it was even closed. The hairs on the back of his neck suddenly stood up as he felt the gaze of something on his back. He whipped around only to see nothing there. He was thoroughly freaked out.
"Hello?" He called to himself; as if a robber would answer. He mentally smacked himself for that one. He put away his pans very wearily. These kinds of things only seemed to happen to him.
He bent down only to smell himself, and quickly realized he hadn't showered the night before. Shit with a side of steamed broccoli…
He really wasn't in the mood to shower. That was saying something, because Light loved to shower, but not when he thought someone was in his house.
He looked at his watch. Twenty minutes to shower was plenty of time before work. He went to the bathroom, threw off his clothes, and practically leapt into the shower. He lathered and rinsed faster as fast as he could, the leaped out and threw on his clothes.
He looked at his watch in awe. Eighteen minutes left before work. He smiled with pride. Then his hair stood up on his neck again.
There was that strange feeling. It was almost freezing, and he felt like someone was watching him. I don't think the boys at work will mind if I show up early…
A few minutes after Light had left his house, he was walking down the street to his bus stop. He looked around and noticed a considerable lack of people on the streets. It was Sunday after all, but the scene was odd. Light quickened his pace.
Light's hair stood up once again. The day was very dark outside, almost as if it was going to rain, but Light couldn't smell moisture in the air.
Complete darkness… He got a random picture in his brain of Ryuuzaki, and thought about what the man had said the night before.
When they will meet again, Light did not know, and laughed at his paranoia. Ever since he had met that stranger, he had been constantly on his toes in fear. He wanted to smack himself for acting so stupidly. But as he walked, he now saw no people where he was. Strange…
But as he walked he heard footsteps behind him. He didn't want to look back at some random "innocent" person and have them scowl at him. But he didn't want to be unknowing of what was behind him.
He picked up his pace and saw the bus stop ahead of him. The bus was coming from just down the street and he sighed with relief. He heard the man behind him quicken his pace as well, and this sent Light running.
There have only been a few times in his life that he has been scared, and this was definitely one of them. The bus stopped just ahead of Light and he flew even faster to reach it. As the doors opened, Light decided to look behind him.
It was just a man, but he was limping. His face was hidden by an awkward hat, and his clothed were very ragged and torn.
He could even smell an incredible stench coming off of his skin making Light want to vomit. He flew onto the bus and ordered the driver to close its doors right away, and he complied reluctantly.
Light gaped in horror as the man chasing him ran into the bus with a large smack as it drove off.
That was no normal person, Light thought to himself. He sighed and put his hand to his stinging chest. He had that feeling yet again, and it was making him even sicker.
"Hey kid, you gonna take a seat?" The driver asked while pointing to the "do not cross while bus in motion line," of which Light was blatantly standing on. He scowled at the driver. Some people just had no courtesy.
He turned and tried to find a seat, but his heart almost stopped when he saw a very familiar face at the very back of the bus.
Yes, it was Ryuuzaki, although it was hard to tell because he was wearing a very baggy sweater than covered his face slightly.
This wasn't what Light needed, and he had hoped that he wouldn't notice him, but the way Ryuuzaki was gazing at him was a sure-fire sign he knew he was there. All of the other people were oblivious to Light accept for a few blushing girls.
Well, at least I haven't lost my looks, he thought smirking to himself. Ryuuzaki was still giving him that icy stare making Light shiver. He reluctantly sat next to the man and sighed.
"Funny meeting you here Ryuuzaki." Light avoided making eye contact even though the man was staring at him.
"Raito-san, may I see your hand?" Light jumped a bit at this request, but he complied. He lifted his hand and Ryuuzaki practically snatched it. "Very good," he mumbled to himself, admiring the slightly swollen puncture mark.
"You know," Light started, "I am not too fond of having complete strangers eat my hand!"
"Sorry Raito-san, but it was necessary."
"Define Necessary!" He almost screamed. Then he remembered he was on a bus, and tried to keep his voice down.
"It will be something that Raito-san will learn later. For now, I would like for you to have this." Ryuuzaki pulled out a small necklace with a skull on it. Light grimaced at the piece of jewelry. What is with this guy? They both jolted at the sudden bounce on the bus.
"Umm, I'm not really sure I want this, Ryuuzaki…"
"It is important for you to have. Tell me, has Raito-san seen some strange things after I had bitten him lately?" Light's eyes widened. Was this man playing with him? He couldn't tell.
"Well, now that you mention it, yes, but I don't see how this will help." Light was feeling a bit queasy. Then it happened.
The hairs on his neck stood up with that frigid feeling. He was almost sure someone was staring at him; well, other than Ryuuzaki. "What is this feeling that I'm having?" He still didn't make contact with Ryuuzaki.
"Like I said, this will be something Raito-san must learn later. For now, wear this and the feeling will dissipate greatly." Light was skeptical to say the least, but he took the necklace and put it on, letting it fall beneath his shirt.
He felt the feeling suddenly melt away. He looked at Ryuuzaki a bit shocked. Who is this guy? "I trust that Raito-san feels better now. You have work now, correct?" Light was unsure of how the man knew that, but didn't expect less.
He nodded in reply. "Good, now when Raito-san gets off from his shift he will expect to see me waiting outside for him." Light was still at a loss for words.
"Now tell me, does Raito-san know of any good bakeries around his office?" At this Light almost choked and died. He couldn't tell if this guy was serious, even in his most serious of tones.
"That is something Ryuuzaki-san will have to find for himself." Light's inner self was cheering in triumph. He just out-Ryuuzakied Ryuuzaki. Unfortunately, Ryuuzaki didn't appreciate Light's humor.
The bus stopped in front of Light's office and the two men stepped out. Ryuuzaki put on a hat to shadow his face. Light gave him a look of question.
"I don't like the sun." He figured as much.
"You do realize I work at least eight hours Ryuuzaki?" He nodded at Light and slouched down the street scouring for sweet shops. Light hadn't even known the guy for more than two days, but he didn't expect anything different from the figure.
When Light reached the office, he felt as if all he had been witnessing was a dream. He walked into the building half-lidded and seeming rather tired. Matsuda ran over to him and cheerily greeted him.
"Morning Raito-Kun! You're here early; did you sleep well?" If Light could kill with his looks, Matsuda would have been dead. His father snuck into the conversation and peered at light.
"Raito, you do not look so well. Have you been sleeping okay? How's your health?"
"I'm fine dad; I just haven't been sleeping well." He saw his father looking at his hand. Shit, I forgot about that! He pulled his hand away trying to be inconspicuous.
"Raito, what happened to your hand?"
"Yeah, Raito-kun, your perfect hand is damaged!" He winced again at Matsuda. Why me? And why is Matsuda so gay?!
"I stabbed myself while cooking dinner." He gave them a very fake smile which seemed to make them back off. "So, where are we in the case?" Aizawa was at the computer looking at some of the recent deaths.
"Well, the victims that were killed last night died in a Tokyo prison. All three of them were involved in a car ring that ended up in the murder of two innocent victims and the injury and rape of another.
They aired on TV. last night while they were being sent to their cells, and all three of them died ten seconds after one another about an hour later."
Light pulled a chair up next to Aizawa and viewed the information on the screen. He pondered a minute.
"They all died ten seconds after one another?" Aizawa nodded. Normally in car rings, there are a few more people involved in the plot in order to make things run smoothly. If they were professional, they would need four at best. "How many cars were accounted for?"
"It seems that three were stolen Raito-san." He calculated the thought. They would need at least four people to pull that off, if not five. Three to drive the cars, and one to stay at the hideout and keep watch, not to mention getting all the parts they could before the police showed up.
The only reason they were caught is because of the victims, who must have been innocent witnesses. How unfortunate.
"Matsuda, tell me the location and name of the surviving victim."
"His name is Teru Mikami at the Aiiku hospital in downtown Tokyo."
"Very good. We should go question him at once. I believe there is another criminal here that managed to escape the scene." The team looked at Light very surprised at his deduction.
"Okay, so Mogi, Matsuda an-"
"Hello Raito-kun." Light watched in horror as Ryuuzaki burst through the doors of the investigation room. He was holding a bag full of mini cakes and candies, as well as several coffees.
All eyes were glued on him in awe as he lurched into the room and closed the door with his foot. "I brought snacks." He smiled cheesily with very wide eyes.
Light put his hand to his face and rubbed his temples. This was not going to be a good day.
"Everybody, this is Ryuuzaki. I have hired him to help us work on this investigation. Please get along well."
Ryuuzaki put his hand up in one of his cheesy waves and looked to Light. The boy was a good actor. Matsuda chirped in and held a big hand out to Ryuuzaki.
"Nice to meet you, Ryuuzaki-san!" He looked at Matsuda's hand and took it sheepishly. Light could tell he wasn't used to much human contact.
"If you'll excuse me, I must talk to Ryuuzaki privately." Light grabbed Ryuuzaki's hand and practically drug him outside onto the balcony.
"Listen, I hardly even know who the hell you are! Why are you doing this to me?!" He felt a surge of pain in his hand where the bite mark was.
"Shit, that hurt! What the hell did you do to my hand?" He clutched it as the wound began hurting unexpectedly.
Ryuuzaki sighed. "I told Raito-kun that I would tell him later. As for now, I feel that I am needed by Raito-kun's side to help him with his work. It is substantially better than sitting outside.
I think that Raito-kun will find my intellect helpful to him otherwise." Light couldn't believe what he was hearing! This random stranger was acting as if Light and he were total pals. He cringed in annoyance.
"Fine. At least tell me what you did to my hand."
"It seems that Raito-kun is very impatient. I suppose he is feeling flustered, however. Your hand now has the mark of the undead Raito-kun." Light waited for him to elaborate, but got irritated waiting.
"Well?"
"That is what you asked of me Raito-kun, you shall learn the rest tonight, perhaps."
"Perhaps!?"
"If I'm not mistaken, Raito-kun has an important case to be working on." Light cursed himself and he led himself and Ryuuzaki back inside.
The team stared at the two walking back in together. No one said anything.
"Well, as I was saying, Mogi, Matsuda and I will go to the hospital-" he heard a cough from Ryuuzaki, "and Ryuuzaki will go to the hospital to question the victim. I want the rest of you to stay here and monitor other killings, examine them, and list your findings thoroughly."
They all nodded as Light's team proceeded through the door.