Chapter 10:
Hell yeah, chapter 10 already! I mean, it's been a while since I started Thrown Back into It, but, all things take time. Sorry if I haven't been updating as much recently, I've just started another fanfic here about Attack on Titan called Ackerman. Check it out if you're into it just as much as I am!
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L walked over to the music room, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He swung the door open, wand walked over to the store room.
The last thing he wanted to think about was what he was, who he used to be.
I am not L, I am Lawliet Ryuzaki, and I won't be L, and I won't have to deal with Kira, that was the past, that was all in the past.
Still, just thinking about it left a bitter taste in his mouth. He walked over and pulled a guitar in its case out from behind a bass and a trumpet. Although Val had been giving him lessons, he took practicing into his own accord.
But if I'm not going to be L, that what am I, who am I going to be?
He sat down on a chair and unzipped the case, sitting the instrument in his lap.
I should dedicate my mind to society in some way, but, how?
He started plucking at the strings, tuning them up and down.
Music? Science? Technology? I should go back into some field of law, after all, that's what I was good at, no, I'll end up in the same situation as last time. There's music, I enjoy that..
He started to strum, becoming lost in the song.
Science, psychology. That's what I know I want to do.
Val's P.O.V.
After Lawliet walked out of the room, the 5 of them continued talking.
"What did we say, we were just talking about the Kira case?" Val said.
"I dunno, maybe he lost someone to Kira, or his parents were supporters or something." Remy replied, cracking his knuckles.
"Yeah, but he's usually so stern, like no emotion stern."
Gunner nodded his head.
"But he's so smart. Kind of like, I don't know." Gunner faded off at the last part.
"What were you about to say?" Finch said, as abruptly as usual.
"Oh nothing, just you know," he mumbled.
"You're a bad lair, Gunner, what were you about to say?"
"My god Finch, Asperger's! It's kind of like Asperger's syndrome. Super smart, has trouble socialising, he even seems a little depressed, but I'm no doctor. What's wrong with you Finch, why are you do freaking pushy with everyone!"
"I'm not pushy, I'm just trying to be honest with everyone!" He yelled back at him.
"Forget it!"
Gunner stormed out of the room.
Geez, this got deep really quick, though Val. All because, no, no something seems wrong.
There is something different about Lawliet, but, it's not like a syndrome or disorder, it's something else.
And what about that guy at the park the other day.
Mello? Mihael? I swear it was him. But the age gap, there's no way that it could have been him, it couldn't have been his son either, he was still too young for that too.
But there was one thought that struck a chord more in Val that all of the others.
The way Lawliet reacted to seeing Mello, Mihael? So, unusual, he kind of just, looked at him, them seemed to almost freeze, as if he was listening to someone, or something weird like that…
Where is this going?
"I'm going back to my room, we have school tomorrow, don't we?"
Val walked back to her room. She reached out for the door knob, then pulled back.
No, no, I need to talk, I have to talk to Lawliet, Lawliet and Mihael, both of them, as soon as possible.
Val turned around and started walking around the school. A few corners later, she had reached the music room. There was a conundrum of squeaky, scratchy and off tune noises coming out of the big room.
There he was, Lawliet, sitting in a chair with his guitar near the corner.
She opened the door up and approached him, brushing her brown hair out of her face.
"I'm not entirely sure what went down in there, but whatever it was, we all apologise." She said.
"It's fine, I don't expect you to understand." Lawliet starting playing again.
"Sometimes, those guys can be a little, over the top, especially Finch. Double check anything that comes out of his little mouth, you hear me?"
"Yes, I do hear you, you're only 1.5 metres away and you're speaking at a normal volume."
"Good."
Geez, where did all the sass come from? I guess he's always been like that.
"Anyway, I have a question for you, hopefully it doesn't bother you." Val continued on. "It's about that boy, at the park, the one I said that I thought I knew? I'm not sure if his name is Mihael or Mello, I don't know anything actually."
Lawliet just sat there, giving a vague look to the corner of the room.
"Ok, I'm just going to assume that you're listening and explain everything in the meanwhile. Ok, so back in Spain, said I thought I knew a young boy called Mihael, when I was really little. He was a couple of year older than me, actually, quite a lot older than me. I never actually remember seeing him, just my parents telling me stories about him, and what he looked like He just wandered around the neighbourhood, didn't have any family, didn't even have a proper place to stay. My family took in in and looked after him for quite a while. Then one day, out of absolute nowhere,
He just vanished."
Lawliet turned his gaze to her.
"So why are you telling me this?"
Val sighed.
"I'd have though you would've figured it out, with all those special deductive abilities you seem to show. Anyway, my main point is,
Do you know who he is?"