Disclaimer- Disclaiming powers, GO!
Sorry Raito is so Insane-like. He'll get normaller. Promise...?
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I know, I'm so easily amused.
Ratio woke up the next day, and L was still sitting in the pink chair next to his bed.
"Good Morning Yagami-san." L said, as he leaned down to Ratio's face. "Today we are seeing your doctor."
Ratio leaned back from L's face. "About my injurys?"
L, unphased, didn't back away from Ratio.
"No. Your psycologist."
Ratio sqiunted. "Excuse me?"
L almost smirked. "Your psycologist, Yagami-san. A psycologist is someone who-"
"I know what a psycologist is! OW! DANG IT!" He snarled, as he had shot up and banged his head on L's.
L rubbed his head ruefully. "Please refrain from doing something that will cause potential injury to us both, Yagami-san."
"I didn't mean to-" L sighed and put a hand over Raito's mouth. "It is time to go."
"I'm not crazy!" Raito shouted under L's hand.
"Leave that to the professionals, Raito. And yes, you are."
Raito shouted something. "Yagami-san. Please control yourself. You are acting like a child."
Raito's eyes bludged, and he shoke with anger, before try to cross his arms, but then realising he could not, what with his being handcuffed to the hospital
bed.
L removed his hand.
"Are you prepared Yagami-san?"
"Does it matter?" Raito grumbled, as L unlocked his handcuffs. He swug his legs over the side of the bed, and L re-cuffed him behide his back.
"Not really." L pushed him forward, then grabbed his elbow and started walking him down the white clean hallways of the hospital.
"I'm not crazy." Raito said quietly.
"Sane people don't kill people." L replied, his eyes steadly ahead.
They remained silently walking quickly down the hallway.
It seemed to go on forever, Raito peeking at L.
L stareing reliously ahead.
Finally they rounded a rounded corner, and came upon a wooden door with a silver plaque in the upper center.
'Dr. Rick Davinson' it read in large captial letters.
"We have arrived." L said, reaching out and turning the small brown handle.
"Thank you, Captain Obvious." Raito muttered.
L yanked him, a little harder than nessiary, into the room.
The inside was brown, with a brown plush chair right before a large brown and black swirled desk.
L sat Raito down on the plush chair, and un-cuffed him, then re-cuffed him to the arm of the chair.
A tall man in a doctors coat and glasses walked in.
He had dark brown hair, which had highlights of gray, and a silver vest on under his open coat. His eyes were green and gray. He smiled at L.
"Yo Mr. Ryuzaki!" He said, walking over and L shoke his hand with his pointer finger and thumb.
"Hello ." L replied.
"Please, call me Rick!"
Raito inwardly cringed at the engeric nature of his doctor.
"Is this Yagami Raito?" Rick turned to Raito, grinning.
"Yes." L confirmed, then walked over to a small bean bag in the corner and "sat" on it.
"Well, aren't you a fun one?" He said, tone light.
"What is your dignosis?" L asked, his thumb running across his bottom lip lightly.
"Always straight to the point, aren't you?" Rick sighed.
Rick crossed over to his desk, and leaned on it, suddenly serious. His glasses slipped down his nose as he began to read from a file he picked up off his desk.
"Well, straight off I'd say you have some morality issues.
Policemen deal with crimnals all the time, and they have probelms comeing from it. However, they are adults, and even some of the said adults can;t handle
it all. However, your father is chief of police and has been using you as help in cases since your primary school days, is that correct?" Rick paused and Raito
nodded.
"So not only have you been subjected to the horrors of crime and the feelings that come with, the pressure, and the impending thoughts that you can't
change the world, that if they;re still here your not safe..." RIck trailed off, almost in thought.
"And you came home to your fathers dealings with it as well.
So, you probably would have grown out of the Justice phase.
You could have gone on to the great things, right things, because your heart was pretty much in the right place.
You probably would have been fine.
However, you were given the Death Note."
Raito went white.
"Yes, I know about the Death Note."
Raito looked at L. "He is to be trusted." he said simply before looking down.
"May I go on?" Rick asked, and Raito nodded numbly.
"Please do." L said.
"Anyways. Most people could not handle the Death Note's power. Not to meation the fact you were 17 and were bored, a very dangerous thing for someone
with your Justice phase and genius."
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH WANTING THE WORLD TO BE A BETTER PLACE? WHAT ABOUT PEOPLE WHO LIKE THE DEATH PENALTY?" Raito sudednly shouted, chest
heaving.
"It is very different to beleive in the death pentaly and to kill people. Also, the death pentaly is only for high crimes. You killed people who you knew nothing
about except that they had either commeted a crime or were in your way." L said, biting his thumb rather harshly.
Rick continued as though nothing had happened.
"Giving immence power to a teenager is a horrid idea. The hormonal imbalance in your bodies and mind coupled with the fact that your not experianced
enough..." Rick trailed off again, crossing his ankle over his knee, sitting on his desk.
"Having no one close to you doesn't help either. Again, teenger. You distance yourself from your family. And as a genius, you feel no one is worth of being
your friend.
Back to the Death Note. After time, the power got to your head. You beleived you would be God. Were. Actually, Are.
And you got scared. You started killing lesser crimanals. You killed innocents in your way. No matter your flawed logic in your planning process-"
"L already informs me I would have to kill myself, and that I would die anyway eventually." Raito interupted again.
"Please silenace yourself Yagami-san." L said.
"I apoligize." Raito said quietly.
Rick looked back and forth at them, then spoke again, looking at his file.
"You became too sperate people. Kira, the evil crazy killer. Raito, the kind and bored misunderstood person."
L looked up. "Can you cure him?"
Rick smiled. "Simply take away his Death Note and then some therapy and he should be fine!"
Raito suddenly jumped up, his chair coming up with him, then yanking him down by the chair.
"No!"
"Mr. Yagami, please-"
"No, you can't! I need to know! I won't remember! I need to kill them! I will continue! I! AM! KIRA!" He shouted, yanking up the chair.
It pulled on his wrist and he grabbed at it, hissing.
Rick pushed a button, and a nurse came in and injected another sedative. "Dang it, Why?" Raito yelled as the nurse pushed the sharp needle into his skin.
He saw the room shift, and the last distorted thing he remebered was L getting up and walking over to Rick.
"Thank you Davinson-sensei." L's voice was warped.
"Call me Rick, remember?"
The Voices faded away.
