A/N: I don't own Death Note. Thanks for the reviews. Hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 6: Off to America
Light was sleeping peacefully in a bed when suddenly he felt someone poking at him. What the hell? Light slowly opened his eyes to see Ryusaki an inch away from his face.
"Ah!" Light jumped to the side, startled.
L announced, "Get up. We're leaving today."
"What?" Light stood up, "Where?"
L just ignored him and tossed Light some clothes, "Get dressed. We have to arrive at the airport soon."
Airport? "Do I need to pack anything?"
"Don't bother. If you need anything, I'll simply buy it for you," L pointed at the bathroom.
Light went ahead into the bathroom. Where the hell is he taking me? Light pulled on the black shirt and pants, which L had picked out for him. Does L already know where the New Kira could be? Light hurried back into the bedroom, where an impatient Ryusaki rushed him out the door.
They passed the entrance to the workroom and took the elevator down to the first floor. Light followed L out of the building to a black car with tinted windows. L and Light both sat in the passenger seats then the chauffer stomped on the gas pedal.
"Ryusaki, what's going on?" Light turned to the detective who still sat awkwardly even in the car.
L took out a laptop and began to explain, "When the New Kira had that nuclear bomb launched, many American secret servicemen died of heart attacks. The New Kira must have given the order to launch the nuclear bomb to several Americans and then waited for one of them to carry out the order. Of course all of these Americans' names were kept top secret and are not listed anywhere."
L turned on the laptop, "Therefore, I believe that the New Kira only needs a face to kill."
New Kira has the eyes?! Light struggled to keep a calm composure.
L continued, "Also the he message sent was traced back to Washington D.C., which explains why the message and the bombing were perfectly synchronized."
"So the New Kira is in America?"
"For all we know, he could have left by now. But since his message was easily traceable, I believe that he wants to be found...by the First Kira anyway," L suggestively glanced at Light, "As much as it kills me, I may be doing the New Kira a favor."
"I'm not Kira," Light repeated his over-used lie.
L rolled his eyes and handed Light the laptop, "Sure, you aren't. Now, I want you to go over this video footage of all the secret servicemen's last days and try to find someone who came in contact with all of them."
Light nodded and began working on the L's laptop.
After reaching the airport, Light and L boarded a plane to find the rest of the investigation team in first class seats. There were two seats per row so, of course, Light was assigned to sit next to L.
L with his odd politeness asked, "You've never been out of Japan before, have you? Do you want the window seat?"
"Yeah, thanks," Light sat down and continued working on the laptop.
Ryusaki sat beside Light in that strange way with only his feet touching the base of the chair.
Light paused an image while smirking, "I think I found him."
L leaned over Light's shoulder and gazed at the laptop screen.
Light had paused an image of a man in a cloak, walking in front of the White House by a secret serviceman. "That man with the hood over his head was in almost all of the footage. He came in contact with at least most of the secret servicemen before they died."
L nodded, "Can you play the footage?"
Light clicked on the mouse, causing the footage to play. On the screen, the white adult male suddenly turned around and began to walk away. Light's hand flinched over the mouse in shock. On the back of the man's hooded cloak, there was a picture of a burning Russian flag.
"He's definitely the one," L concluded.
Light watched the man walk away in the screen. He really did want to be found. Is he just ambitious or completely insane?
A stewardess strolled down the isle, "We're about to take off. Everyone please turn off all electronic devices."
Light closed the file and turned the laptop off. Even though I managed to spot the New Kira, all that we know now is that he's an adult white male which isn't exactly rare in the United States.
The stewardess confronted Ryusaki, "Excuse me sir, the plane is about to take off and you need to take proper safety precautions."
L tilted his head to side, "My seatbelt's on."
"The way you're sitting is dangerous," the stewardess bluntly stated.
L seemed to ponder her statement for awhile, "Hmm. Thanks for you concern but I much rather sit this way."
The stewardess looked annoyed, "Sir, I need you to sit correctly."
"There's a correct way to sit?" L asked.
Light pulled him down, "Just do what she says."
L sat down normally with a sour expression on his face while the stewardess hurried away. Light leaned back against his chair then noticed something he had never realized before. Since L was usually couched over or sitting awkwardly, Light could never really compare their heights. But L was a good half inch taller than he was.
The strange dark-haired detective was still pouting while the airplane took off. After about twenty minutes or so, the stewardess began to hand out drinks.
She came down the isle with her cart, "And what would you two like?"
"Water," Light asked for the most healthy possibility.
She handed Light a water then turned to Ryusaki, "And you, sir?"
"Do you serve milkshakes?"
She gave him a confused look, "Uh, no."
"Ice cream?"
"Sir, all I have is water and soda," the stewardess sounded frustrated.
"Fine I'll have a soda." Once she handed him the soda, L requested, "Do you have sugar packets?"
"Well, yeah," She gave L one measly sugar packet.
"Can I have the container of sugar packets?"
"You want all of them?"
Ryusaki nodded and the lady reluctantly offered the container. Ryusaki snatched it from her hands, "Thank you."
L pulled out small table from the chair in front of him, and placed his soda on it. Light watched in horror as sugar packet after sugar packet was poured into the increasingly contaminated soda. Soon, the L's drink looked more like pile of brown sand than a soda.
Light watched in disgust, "Ryusaki, what will you do once you get diabetes?"
"I will most likely die, Light-kun," L happily drank the sugary mixture.
Gross. Light sipped from his glass of water. L may give himself a heart attack before any Death Note can.
After awhile, Light zoned out and stared out the window. Then he reached down to grasp his glass. Light thoughtlessly drank the liquid in the plastic cup.
Suddenly, Light started choking. This isn't water! He glanced down to see L's glass of sugary poison. "Ryusaki, you bastard," Light coughed horribly.
L watched in amazement, "I can't believe you actually drank it."
Light placed his hands around his own neck, "I…can't…breathe."
Ryusaki laughed until Light bent over, coughing uncontrollably.
"Come on," L unfastened Light's seatbelt and led him into the bathroom.
Matsuda had just left the bathroom then out of nowhere, Light and Ryusaki both rushed into the small bathroom. What the hell? Matsuda stood out the door for awhile in confusion. That was weird.
Right as Matsuda was about to leave, he heard Light coughing from inside the bathroom, "That was dirty, Ryusaki! We were in public for crying out loud!"
Huh? Matsuda stayed to listen from outside the door.
Light continued to complain, "Great, now I can't get that awful taste out of my mouth."
Ryusaki's voice replied, "I'm not responsible for what you put in your mouth."
"Oh, yeah right. You min as well have stuffed the nasty thing down my throat, with the way you just laid it before me," Light raved.
Matsuda gasped. OH…MY…GOD. Don't tell me that they're…
L sighed, "It's an acquired taste, I suppose."
"Well, of course, you like it. It's all you ever put in your mouth."
"Maybe in time, you'll come to enjoy it as much as I do," L declared.
Matsuda stood completely still in shock. They are so incredibly gay.
Then Mr. Yagami tapped his shoulder, "Matsuda?"
"Ah," Matsuda jumped because he was so nervous.
Mr. Yagami asked, "Are you okay?"
"Yes! Everything is fine, normal and straight in the world," Matsuda proclaimed crazily.
Mr. Yagami just nodded, "…Okay." Light's father headed back to his seat.
Next, Light and Ryusaki exited the bathroom and found Matsuda freaking out.
Ryusaki requested, "How long were you here, Matsuda?"
"I won't tell anyone, I swear," Matsuda cried out franticly.
"What?" Light folded his arms.
"You should tell your father when you're ready, Light-kun. It's really none of my business. I promise I'll keep your secret!"
Light seemed worried, "My secret?"
Matsuda rushed back to his seat while Light and Ryusaki still stood in front of the bathroom. Light turned to Ryusaki as if looking for an explanation. L just smirked, trying to keep in his laughter.
End of chapter 6
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