Chapter
"Liiiiiight," Misa whined. "Where are we going?"
"Somebody said that they wanted to meet us," Light replied with a frown.
Misa pouted. "But can't we go on a date for once?"
Light ignored her question. "There." He pointed at a small, out-of-the-way restaurant. Walking inside, they scanned the room for the person they were supposed to meet. "Who is it?" Misa whispered to her boyfriend.
"Light Yagami. Misa Amane. Please come join me," a filtered voice said nearby.
They turned their heads. A huddled-up figure was pointing at two seats at its table. "Come on!" Light pushed Misa over.
When they sat down, they saw the person better. The person was wearing a World War II gas mask and a black hoodies with the hood pulled up. They were wearing dark jeans tucked into a pair of black leather boots. Slender, tanned fingers were intertwined, giving their owner's chin a resting place.
"Light-kun and Misa-chan. I've been waiting." Although heavily filtered, the mystery person's voice sounded kind.
Light scowled at the warm, friendly titles. "Who are you to call us that?"
"You'll find out after you empty your pockets, Light-kun."
Light's frown intensified. "Why would I…?"
"It's for everybody's good, Light-kun." The person's voice hardened slightly. "This is only as hard as you make it."
Light jumped, automatically dumping the contents of his pockets onto the table. Keys were followed by two phones and a wallet with the corner of a piece of paper stuck to it. Light internally cursed at the sight of the paper, but kept his face stoic. A slender hand disentwined itself from the other and reached for the paper. Misa squeaked and said, "No!"
"Misa-chan. For everybody's good."
Misa nodded, flashing Light an almost guilty look as she took her hand away. Faster than lightning, the stranger touched the fleck of paper and looked at a creature behind Light.
"Uh-oh," said Ryuk.
A creepy, filtered laugh emitted from inside the mask as the hands let go of the paper and pulled the hood back. Highlighted, brown, wavy locks of hair cascaded out as the person took off their mask. The strange, technological laugh turned into a bell-like laugh as Kasumi said, "A pleasure to meet you, Kiras."
Misa squealed and leapt at her friend, hugging the other girl tightly. "Aaaaah, it's Kasumi-chan! Kasumi-chan was so smart with the mask: she had Misa really scared!"
Kasumi laughed again, patting Misa on the back. Her blue eyes flickered to Light, who was inspecting the inside of the mask. "Hey, Light-kun."
"The mask's technology… it's…"
"Yeah, I know." Kasumi detached herself from Misa. "Took me forever to do that. It's extremely uncomfortable to wear."
Light looked up. "But how did you know… about…" He nodded his head at Ryuk. "And how did you know that it was us?"
"I've seen you writing on bits of paper." Kasumi paused to sip from a cup of coffee that she had in front of her. "There's also a lot of evidence that points towards you and Misa." She grinned. "Be more careful. And-."
She leaned forward, brushing something against Light's hand. A huge creature with a deer's skull as his head, a black fur collar, red, glowing balls in the place of pupils, and a mainly skeletal body appeared behind her.
Both of them bowed, the creature grinning crookedly. "Kira number 3 and Aito the shinigami at your service."