Author's Note: I AM SO SORRY FOR THE LOOOOOOONG DELAY IN STORIES! So much in school. So MANY distractions...so much chaos! ANYWHO...this is probably one of my most dramatic, traumatic, and descriptive chapters. ENJOY! Chapter 9 coming soon!
"...Hello?" Katsumi took one feeble step into the darkened room of the SPK. Her shoes made a soft tapping noise as she walked further into the room.
"He couldn't have left..." She thought aloud, looking around, her arms pressed to her chest. Her eyes grew big with worry and she called out his name softly. Near's heart throbbed as he heard her voice call his name. He looked over at Rester from his hiding place. Rester nodded towards him, as though asking permission to arrest Katsumi. Near nodded once, looking away as Rester jumped from his spot and apprehended the surprised Katsumi. She screamed and struggled for a moment before she fell to her knees and began to cry. Slowly, Gevanni and Near rose from their spots and stood before Katsumi. She looked up slowly, her hair cascading down her face. Her eyes were clouded over in hatred and betrayal. Near looked at her, pain evident in his expression.
"Katsumi, before you jump to conclusions I--"
"AND WHAT EXACTLY AM I SUPPOSED TO DRAW FROM THIS?!" Katsumi yelled at Near. She pushed up on her feet to move closer to Near. Rester kept his grip on her arms, trying to pull her back. Her hair clung to her face slightly from the tears that ran slowly down her cheeks. "WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING, NEAR?! I THOUGHT WE LOVED EACH OTHER! I KISSED YOU! I CARED FOR YOU! I TRUSTED YOU! BAKAAAAA!!"
Katsumi finally went limp, falling over and sobbing. Near stared at her, waiting for her to come to her senses and calm down. When he thought she was calm enough, he explained his motives.
"Katsumi, you stated a couple weeks ago that those boys who hurt you were going to pay for what they did. Just a few days ago, I happened to tune into the news." Near shot a glance at Rester. He smirked in response. "And the headline was that those same three boys were killed by simultaneous heart attacks. That is the default cause of death by your 'hero,' Kira."
Katsumi looked up at him and snarled.
"So this is what it's about? It all leads to Kira? Kira prevented a tragedy in my family! He saved my father! And he saved me from suffering! You expect me to be fearful and angry at a...a...GOD?!" She stopped talking and spat at him, her eyes wild with fury. Rester jerked her back, tightening his grip on her. She yelped in pain and let herself go limp.
"Katsumi Soubi, as official head of the Special Provision for Kira, I deem you under arrest. You will be held in private captivity until we get to the bottom of this. When or if your name is cleared, you will be released."
"You awful ba-"
"You have the right to remain silent!" Rester growled in her ear. She jerked away from him, but Rester still held tight. She sighed and groaned in defeat, letting her head hang low between her shoulders. Rester drug her away and locked her up. Near had cameras and microphones installed in her cell so he could observe her.
For days, Katsumi sat on her small cot of a bed, curled up and crying, muttering threats and curses. Near hated to see the one girl he ever loved, if not briefly, suffering in such a manner. Especially when he was the cause. Katsumi ate very little and slept most of the day. She didn't speak once except to mutter threats to him.
"You seem to be dealing with this harder than she is." Lidner commented lightly one day while they watched Katsumi nibble on some bread. Near's teeth ground together in anger and glared at her. She could tell she was testing his anger and slowly backed away, bustling back towards the computers to monitor other Kira-related activity. Near reached up absentmindedly and twirled a lock of his soft white hair around his pointer finger. His thoughts swirled wildly about, thinking from one thing to the next. Finally, he settled on a concrete thought: Kira.
"Did Kira send her his power?" He wondered aloud, twirling his hair faster. "It's a possibility, but also not likely. But if he did, then he certainly did a good job of distracting me from the mean threat."
Suddenly, the gears stopped turning in Near's head. He finally figured out one drastic piece of the puzzle. "Kira...did distract me!" He said, standing. But just as immediately as he stood, he crouched back down. "Unless he knew that I would come to that conclusion, just causing another distraction and misleading me. Then..."
Near sat for hours in thought, absentmindedly watching Katsumi from the surveillance camera. Rester, Lidner, and Gevanni worked around him, stealing concerned and curious glances in his direction. He did not notice them but instead continued to think and twirl his hair.
"Near! Near! Wake up!"
A rough shaking aroused Near, who was asleep on the floor of the SPK's main room. He sat up, grasping his head as the blood rushed from his brain. His vision was blurry, but it soon faded away to see Rester's alert and panicked face.
"What is it, Rester?" Near snapped. Rester pointed to the screen. Slowly, Near turned his head and saw what Rester had been so panicked about.
"Who's the talking to?" He whispered. Rester remained silent.
"How...do I get out of here?" Katsumi whimpered. "Can you help me...shinigami?"
"W-W-WHAT?!" Near exclaimed, staring at the screen. "Does she honestly believe in those creatures? A shinigami?"
"Maybe she's hallucinating." Came Gevanni's voice from across the room. "She has been locked in there for quite awhile. Near considered this as a great possibility.
Suddenly, a great indention appeared on the cot beside her and Near literally pressed himself to the screen. "What is that? Shinigami?" He murmured. The others were right behind him, all watching with great interest. She began to mumble again.
"I don't see why you can't just kill Near and the others." She paused. She turned to the spot where the indention was. "What do you mean it's against the rules of a shinigami?! That seems stupid..."
"They...can't..." Near whispered. Slowly, his eyes got wider, his mouth hung open, and his arms slowly raised. A low, horrified scream emitted from his mouth and he fell backwards. Gevanni and Rester caught him before he hit the ground. Despite the awkward position he was in, he continued to stare at the screen.
"Shinigami...exist?"
