Snow Day! And look! A conveniently placed computer. How nice!
Father and I stood, staring at each other from across the room. Mikami swayed a bit, not sure whether to move towards me or father. We were still, until Mikami laughed.
Father grinned, and then stormed across the room to me.
"Sachiko, we'll be back." He called out while grabbing me tightly. He yanked, and I was instantly off-balance. Father hit me roughly on the head, then…
Let's Insert Some Time Here For Light To Be Unconscious~~~
I can see only stars. Father had cracked me over the head, and I can only see stars now.
I can feel myself being moved. Stars begin to fade into a sharp headache. My vision slowly returns to as it should be. I can clearly see where I am.
Fuck.
I've been here before. An old house that Father usually rents out. By the clearing where I met Ryuzaki.
This place is not safe. I know that, because Father rents it out to hunters. In a big safe in the back were all of his guns and knives from back when he preferred hunting over hurting us.
Back To L's World
"L…what are we missing here?" A voice asked, as a hand came to rest on my shoulder. "Because obviously, there's more here than you're telling us."
I looked up at Aizawa. My mouth opened, and then shut. I hit a button on the computer in front of me instead.
"Yes, L?" Watari's voice came through.
"Explain the story of Mi." I glanced back at the men behind me. "Come. Listen, if you wish."
I picked up the lumps of sugar and donut that sat in front of me, and turned away from the group, towards another computer. Once there, I began searching for any clue that might lead to where Light is.
"Back when L was a child, he had a habit of bringing home odd things. Once, it was an old hive that had been abandoned by its bees. Frightened me half to death, it did. Once, though, it was a boy. A boy, covered in blood, tears, and dirt."
Hm…where would someone like Soichiro Yagami go if faced with all the charges that we had against him? Leaving the area seemed likely, but so did a number of other possible ideas.
"I became immediately concerned. There wasn't enough time to take him to a hospital, nor did I want the attention or police involvement, so I stitched him back together myself. When asked by L, he said that his name was Mi."
A knock came on the door. Ensnared by the story, no one else even registered the noise. I rose and opened it instead. Outside was a man in police uniform.
"L and Mi became very close as time passed. Inseparable, to be specific. You could never have one without the other. They even began sharing a bed, because they liked to stay up and whisper secrets. They refused to talk to anyone else besides me. This is went on for almost three months."
"Excuse me sir, you left this in my car. I thought that you might need it." The man was hunched over because he was so tall. His skin was looked unhealthy, and his dark eyes were darting around uncomfortably. His greasy black hair was spiked, and his sharp nails were painted black.
"Thank you. What is your name?" I had an uneasy feeling.
The officer chuckled. "Don't worry about it."
"Then one day, I woke to find L shouting and screaming. I ran into his room, and Mi wasn't there. I put together a team, and we searched for days with no signs of this child. Finally, we had to stop and return to regular life, but L has been a much more closed person since then. He rarely lets people into his life."
"No, really. What is your name?"
The officer gave a grin so wide that it nearly split his face. He shook his head, and then pulled two apples from the bag at his side. He tossed one up in the air for me.
"Keep the change." With a wink, he turned and ran.
"When we began working on this case, we came to realize that Light Yagami, our original prime suspect, was the child we knew as Mi. That is why L planted himself in the house."
I opened the book he handed me. It was the one from Soichiro's room. The last entry was different, though. Instead of a name, I saw a place. An address.
"Guys!"
Back To Our Darling Light
Father left Mikami to stand guard while he checked the premises. I began to slowly crawl up onto my knees.
In a flash, a foot was in my side, and I crumpled back down to the floor. Mikami sneered down at me.
"Do you think that you're going somewhere, snot? Your dad had this whole thing planned out nicely, and then you go and screw it up. Who called the police in, huh?"
Oh. Father still didn't know about Ryuzaki. I breathed a sigh of relief.
That turned out to be a mistake, because it prompted Mikami to lash out again.
"Why are you being difficult? What do you know?"
Anger bubbled in me. "How the hell should I know anything? I've been in the car with you two, and if you don't know, then I obviously wouldn't either!"
Distaste showed plainly on the man's face. He raised his leg to kick me again, but then father walked into the room.
"Have you seen Ryuk? That damn thing has been missing in action for an hour at least!" Then his gaze came down to rest on me.
Chief's Time To Talk Now
Damn that shinigami. We'd have to wait longer for him to show up before we could continue on. But the sight in front of me well made up for it. If it weren't for the fact that he was older now, Light could've been a perfect replica image of that day so many years ago. The blood and dirt combined to make a brown trail down his body to the wooden floor.
"Does being here bring back any fond memories, bitch?'
Alright, so definitely not as long of a break between chapters as I've done before. That's good. I felt terrible for making you guys wait so long before. I'm glad to get this one up now. Love you all!