(Thank you for the reviews. They mean a lot to me. I have to say that i do not own The DaVinci Code, it is the child of Dan Brown. Well R&R please. Hope you like the second part.)
Light stormed out of the café, knowing that to stay in there would mean giving L more reason to suspect him. He glared at Ryuk, careful to make it look like he was glaring back at the café, knowing full well that he was being followed.
He wanted to whine, the way a normal teenage would if an old friend threw them over for someone else. But then again, he wasn't and ordinary teen, and he would be damned if he started now. Then again he didn't really care what L's spies thought, as long as he didn't do anything to prove he was Kira then he had nothing to worry about.
With Misa holding her death note again, and the suspicion off of her for good, he didn't have to worry about weather or not L was thinking if he was killing from a distance. And Misa was the perfect puppet, doing all that he told her without question.
He walked up the stairs to his room, once again debugged, and flopped on the bed, grateful his mother had gone out. He turned once more to look at Ryuk, anger at the shinigami rising white and hot in him. He knew it was irrational, that he had no reason to think that Ryuk was on his side, in fact both had agreed that he wasn't. So why did it irk him that Ryuk seemed to find the whole incident with Heart a riot? Did she know something important?
That had been why he had contacted her. He had wanted her to look into the boy that had played tennis against him. Then again he hadn't really expected her to find anything. He had run his own searches into L's past only to come up empty handed.
"You seem to think highly of her," he said at length, trying to keep himself from attacking the death god, knowing it wouldn't do him a damn bit of good.
"That girl does know how to make you think," Ryuk said before he continued to laugh at something. The sound quickly getting to the brunette. For some reason, ever since Heart had purposely made him worry, and he knew she did since she knew what he was like, he had felt as if something terrible had happened. He just couldn't figure out what it was for the life of him, and that upset him even more.
"Why is she trying to be difficult? She knows that in the end I always win. Why is she fighting it now? How can she possibly think I'm Kira? Take it so lightly, as if it doesn't even matter?" Light was talking to himself and he knew that was a bad sign. Thinking to yourself ok, actually talking to yourself, a sign that you were getting ready to crack.
Light took a deep steadying breath before turning to were he had his Death Note hidden again. He could use it to get rid of her. But then again that would prove to L once and for all that he was Kira, he was the only one that would benefit. That and the fact that she hadn't done anything to anyone but him. Why would she die? She was to young for a heart attack and with her there was no way to just have an accident. In fact if she did die for any reason in the near future he would probably be convicted of being Kira.
Some times that girl was more trouble then she was worth.
At least she hadn't ruined his plan just yet. In fact she may have helped it along. He wasn't sure if she was going to be inelegant enough to be a major help to him, or if she would be a small hindrance like Misa. As long as she did as she was told, he didn't really care. If she wanted to act like that for L he was all for it, in fact it might get her closer to the detective if she did, but if she even thought of betraying him, then she was going to pay. Kira was one of the few people that could say he didn't have friends. He had puppets.
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L looked at the girl, she had taken the side of the booth that Yagami-kun had left. She didn't seem that upset at the fact that he had left, if anything she seemed to relish that she had caused him enough problems to drive him away. L wasn't sire what to make of this girl, she didn't play by the rules that had been set up by any society and yet seemed perfectly content to be doing it.
"Ryusaki-san, could I ask you a question?" she asked gently, apparently not wanting to startle him out of his thought like the last time. His rear still hurt from the fall, well the landing actually.
"Of course Heart-san," the raven haired boy replied, grateful that she was trying to be considerate, then again the best thing would have been to let him keep thinking but, she had bought him several cups of tea, and he felt he owed her something, Besides she might even get to be his third friend. He was amazed that it was possible to make this many friends in such a short time. After years of never having one, now within a year he had two. Maybe even a third.
"Why do you think Light-Chan if Kira?" she asked moving back into his side of the booth, looking him in the eye, and almost forcing him to sit like a normal person. Then again around her, he felt like his mind was functioning like a normal persons so it probably didn't matter.
"He is the only person that had a connection to the FBI agents that were here, and he also has the same thought process that has been determined to be Kira's," he said simply.
"You mean his thinking that it really isn't that hard to see why Kira is killing the criminals? Well based on that I'm Kira. I knew Penber, my family and his fiancé have always been close. I met him when he first arrived. Do you think that I'm Kira?" she asked her voice serious, as if daring him to say yes.
He had to admit that with those two facts alone the girl could very well be Kira, then again she didn't seem on level with Light-kun, and that lessened the possibility that she could be able to keep up with him, then again she was unpredictable. And since Kira had transferred power to others it could be possible that she had started it.
Or she could even be good enough to make it look like the power had been passed. But that seemed beyond something that she could do. Beyond what even Light could do. Then again he had been surprised by this case more than all of his other cases combined.
"I see your point, and do not take this the wrong way, Heart-san, but you do not seem up to the task," he picked up the tea and took a sip, grateful that she always put in enough sugar.
"Well I suppose that, that makes a little sense, and note that I have refrained from killing you despite the fact you are still calling me 'san'," she said her tone bright and sunshiny. He didn't know how she could talk about this kind of thing without taking it seriously, then again it might be the only way she could deal with it. Many people were to scared about Kira to do much of anything, most didn't even want to get involved.
"The implication that you aren't smart enough to be Kira doesn't bother you, but the fact that I am still calling you 'san' does?" he asked unbelievably, not able to hide his surprise at the girl. She was not doing what he wanted.
"Well I feel that friends should be honest in their opinions, who can fault someone for having an opinion and the will to state it," she said, more statement the question, but the hint was still there. But before he could respond she opened her mouth to say more. "But what I do mind is a friend that does not respect other friends wishes. If that can not b done then how can a friendship grow? Both parties must respect each other don't you think? Hmm L?" she asked, her voice going low, almost playful as she watched him, her hair shadowing her face, and making her dark eyes seem more intense.
"What if I feel that you are not respecting my wishes to wait until we know one another?" he asked determined to see if she was up to par. Then again with her she might chose an option he didn't even think open.
"I could tell my uncle you were harassing me and Light," she said with a smile. One that didn't reach her eyes as she studied him. Her expression seemed to deepen, as if there was so much more to her then he could see. As if she was waiting for him to make the right move so that they could move into the next phase of this little dance.
"And who is your uncle?" he asked knowing full well that she was expecting that answer, that it was the only way to reply.
"You actually know him. Or at least one of your boys does. He went up to my cousin saying that he was you. Funny isn't it?" she said with a small laugh as she placed her tea cup down. He noted it was empty, he just couldn't figure out when she had placed it to her lips.
L knew it was the head of the NPA, and that in that case he really didn't have much leeway. He tried to think about how best to handle the situation when she gave it to him herself.
"Then again a friend wouldn't do that would they?" she asked as she gave him another smile, one that lit up her face. She was pretty when she smiled, he had to admit to that again. In fact she was the kind of girl he had long ago dreamed of meeting. The kind of girl he had dreamed of dating and marrying. Then again with this case he could be dead tomorrow, why was he even thinking about that?
"I don't know," he said softly, looking at his cup as it was taken from him again so she could take another sip. He had never allowed another person to share a drink with him before. He didn't know why he was letting her do so now. He really didn't understand a lot about what was going on with this girl.
"What do you mean you don't know?" she cried seemingly unable to process that little bit of information.
"I didn't have friends until Light-Kun," he said softly, almost ashamed that she should know that about him. To know that he had never before had a connection to any one, well he knew that a girl that said he was a friend upon meeting him, would not understand.
"How terrible," she said placing a hand on his shoulder. She looked at it as if wondering when it had decided to move. And when it would be going back. Then again when her eyes raised to meet his, she didn't seem upset that she had placed it there.
"No, really it wasn't that bad," he said trying to calm her down, seeing the emotion in her eyes, the sympathy of not having a friend. Or perhaps it was something else.
"Not that you baka," she said with a laugh. "I meant having Light-chan as your first friend. How could you know what friends are supposed to do for each other," she said placing her arms around him giving him an impromptu hug. The smile on her face was beautiful.
"And why is that?" he asked after she let go, trying to keep his voice level and not let on that he was touched that she had hugged him. He hadn't been hugged by someone his age in a long time. And never had he been hugged by a girl his age.
"Because Mr. Light only looks out for number one. He uses people as if they are pawns. It drives some of us insane at times. Then again at times we just go along with it cause it's easier," smiling as she moved to try sitting like him. Her feet cam up but after a moment it became clear that it want working.
"Then why are you friends with him?" L asked trying to understand this girl, and earning himself one big headache. Maybe she was just one of those people that couldn't be understood. He hadn't met one of them before but knew that they had to exist. He might even be one himself, but he couldn't be sure.
"How do you sit like that?" she asked instead. Her gaze moving to his legs, to see how they were wedged into the booth. After a moment she resumed her spot next to him and attempted to sit like him. This time managing to do it. Her face held a look of pain for a second and the detective could tell that it was because of her using muscles in ways that she hadn't asked them to be prepared for.
"Why are you friends with him then?" he asked again, feeling that for once he might be able to catch her. He might have had the advantage if part of his mind didn't keep reliving the hug, it had felt good, and he wanted another one.
"Why are you friends with the person that you think is Kira?" she response. Her question more direct then his. And unlike her he had yet to master unpredictability. She was clearly well versed in turning a situation around to suit her. Then again he wasn't sure if she was up to that level. Maybe he was just having an off day, and that was why he couldn't catch her.
"I don't think that light Yagami is Kira," he said after a slight pause, one she clearly picked up on. The frown on her face was troubling, he didn't understand why it was there. Or even why he cared.
"But you did. What changed your mind?"
The question was a low blow. As if she knew that he would find it almost impossible to answer. Could she actually be smart enough to cause him problems?
"The power to kill was passed on to someone else," he said, knowing that he was giving vital information away, and gaining nothing in return. But with this girl he didn't know how to handle the situation. She kept him off edge.
"How can Kira transfer the power to kill? Can it go to just anyone or does it have to be a special kind of person? How does Kira kill? Is it true that they need a name and a face? Or just the face?" her questions bubbled out of her with such ferocity that he ended up placing a hand over her mouth to silence her as he voice gained volume and started to attract the people nearby.
"Sorry," she said looking properly embarrassed by her little out burst. Her face was tinted a slight pink, and it made her look almost cute. Then again that was one of the things Light had told him to never call her. He didn't know why but with the tone in the brunettes voice he wasn't about to find out.
"At this point I can not tell you. Please understand," he said gently watching her warily.
"I'm sorry about that. I know you can't give away information on a case. I know that better then most. But you see I want to find Kira myself. He killed the man the raped and killed my sister before he could be tried for it. My mother is...well she's not very well," she said her voice trailing off, fading away as tears glassed over her eyes, hiding their brilliance.
"Did Light-kun know this man?" he asked, wanting to comfort her, but not knowing how to.
"He was with us for the entire case. He even helped to crack it by giving a suggestion to his dad. He knew what this would do to my family. I can't think he would put us through this hell," the tears started to fall, and there was no stopping them.
She turned to him, her eyes begging him for comfort, begging him to help her feel better. L let his legs drop before opening his arms to her, holding her to him gently. He let her cry it out, not thinking about his shirt getting wet. Or that he had a girl he had just met in his arms. A girl that claimed to want to be his friend.
After the tears stopped flowing and the silent sobs stopped racking her body, she pulled away from him slightly, just enough for her to look him in the eye. A soft smile placed itself on her lips as she whispered a soft, "thank you". Her head went back down to his shoulder while he held her for another moment, unsure of what to do. He had never had anyone come to him for comfort, and while he had read many books that give ideas how to, none of them had guarantied to work.
He let her go as she sat up, whipping away her tears. Not sure what to do as he waited to say something, anything. He wasn't good at lightening up a room, she had to know that by now. He reached a hand out to wipe away a tear that she had missed, he caught her gaze, and saw how vulnerable she was. He knew how easy it would be to get answers out of her now.
"Do you want to go some where?" he asked, removing his hand from her face. A faint blush on both their faces.
"Home," she said simply, a smile saying that she was grateful that he didn't force her to answer questions right now. And both knew he wanted to ask her how she had gotten his real name. He had even gone through searches and found nothing. How had she been able to do what even he couldn't?
He didn't know what to say, he put his shoes back on, helped her into her own, before walking with her towards the door, his poster slouched as it always was, until she grabbed his arm, clinging much like Misa clung to Light.
They walked a few blocks in silence, both just enjoying being with each other. L had no idea where they were going but she seemed to, and seemed content to travel at his lazy pace. She had let go of his arm upon seeing his face, but kept close to him, touching distance.
"You asked why I was friends with Light-chan," she said breaking the comfortable silence. "To tell you the truth I don't really know why. He's one of those guys that every one likes. He's smart, good looking and friendly. He's the kind of guy that every one expects the top girls to be friends with."
"Is that the only reason?" he asked hating himself for probing at her right now.
"Well he's cool ta boot," she said with a wink as they walked up to a hotel and entered the front doors.
"You're staying here?" he asked looking around. It was a nice hotel, but far from the best.
"Yes," she said not bothering to elaborate. Her soft smile was the only thing that kept him from telling her she could stay with him. Then again knowing how that would sound he figured it was probably best he didn't invite her, not yet any way.
He didn't say anything as they walked over to the elevators, and she pressed a button to bring it to their level.
"Thank you, Ryuzaki," she said, clearly using the fake name to protect him. Though why that was endering to him he would never know.
The doors opened behind her and she smiled backing up into it. He smiled to her, trying to put her at ease, as he could once again see tears forming in her eyes.
"I.." he trailed off not sure what to say.
She jumped out of the elevator before the doors could close and gave him another hug. "Call me tomorrow and we'll set something up, alright?" she asked pressing a piece of paper into his hand.
"Yes," he said as she got back into the elevator. Watching as the doors started to close. He turned before he saw her hand shot out to stop the doors.
"Ryuzaki-kun," she called after him.
He turned to see what she wanted only to feel lips press against his check. She smile up at him eyes twinkling as she once again got into the elevator.
He heard only one more thing from her before the doors closed and it began to carry her up to the seventh floor.
"Thank you, L-chan."
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Light growled to himself as he stalked back into his room from a very long and in his mind incredibly stupid diner with his family. They couldn't even keep him interested in the conversation. He had been listening to the comments about Hidike all week, now that the idol was going to be giving a concert in a few days. But to listen to his mother going on about it? That was more than he was willing to take.
He sighed as his bedroom door closed behind him, the soft click of the lock going into place assuring him like very little could. He had spent the afternoon planing on how to use Heart, only to find that he didn't know her well enough to plot far enough in advance.
He also couldn't figure out why she had stayed with Ryuzaki for the rest of the day, instead of catching up with him at some point. He knew he was more fun then the detective, knowing more about people then him. But heart had seemed content when with the raven haired boy, something he hadn't seen in her in a long time.
Sighing again he moved to his bed and flopped down, wondering how he could care about her, feel as if he were her big brother, and still be willing to through her to the wolfs to better himself. It made little sense to him. Then again ever since the Death Note had arrived in his possession, little had made sense to him.
"Ryuk," Light said, keeping his voice low enough so that his sister wouldn't hear him in the next room. How he wanted to get his own place, but this was one of the conditions to him being unchained from L, he had to stay at home. That and L was to accompany him every where he went.
The shinigami made a sound that showed that he had heard, but the porn magazine in his hands was clearly to interesting. Not that Light could blame him. He had gotten those for more then just to fool L. He was a teenager after all.
"Why would Rem bring a Death Note to Misa? You did it out of fun, but I don't think Rem works like that," the brunette said after a moment, knowing it would be pointless to ask about what Heart had said while he had been gone.
"I don't know. I didn't know Rem before this," Ryuk admitted, glancing over at Light. "You seem depressed," he stated after a moment.
"Can you tell me if she does know his name?" he asked before adding, "that won't be helping me."
Ryuk thought about that for a moment, not sure if he could say no to the boy. He really was getting attached to the thought of using the Death note to clean up the world. He just wished that there was a way to use it on other Shinigami that way.
"She does," he conceded after a moment before turning his already bugged out eyes back to the magazine.
Light felt another sigh coming on, but held it in, feeling that five in under two hours was more then enough. He turned his eyes to his computer and felt the temptation to try to find the real name himself. Then again he knew the computer was being traced. And even if he did get caught trying to find the real name it still didn't prove he was Kira. Just that he was curious about his friend, and ally. That wasn't so hard to believe. Then again L would jump at any chance to call him Kira, better to not give him one.
Anger welled up inside of him, hot and fast. Anger at not being able to keep Heart on her leash, anger at not being able to stop himself from feeling hurt that she had stayed with L, angry that L thought he was Kira. But the thing that made his blood boil was that L was right, and that he had no claims to Heart. That he was just being a spoiled child. At this rate, Kira was going to make a mistake, and a big one at that.
Taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm down, Light picked up one of the books off of the table by his bed. The DaVinci Code, he figured it would be interesting enough to get his mind off of the problems that were pounding away at his brain. He need to relax if he was going to be up to facing Ryuzaki tomorrow. And for some reason he had the suspicion that heart would be joining the investigation in her own way.
"Did he bring up the possibility that she was out of remission?" he asked looking over at the death god, knowing full well he might not get an answer.
"No," ryuk said surprisingly simply.
The brunette thought that over for a moment before asking another question, "but she did?"
"Yes."
Well there went his one and only chance to get her off guard. How had she ended up with ever possible way for him to retaliate off limits to him? How had she effectively stopped him from using her? Had she done it on purpose?
With those questions ringing through his head, Light knew that he was not going to enjoy the next few days. And neither was Kira. Maybe that would keep L away from her long enough to give him the chance to think of something.