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A/N: Here y'all go. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Sorry if it's not all that great, but I tried my best. Thanks for all those who read and review! You guys are the best!
The songs I listened to while writing this painstaking chapter: "Dressed Up to Undress" by Breathe Carolina, "Nabbed" by Yoshida Brothers, "Sanctuary" by Utada Hikaru, "Shinigami Haken Kyoukai no Theme", "R-Shitei (Grell no Yobai)" and "Keiyaku" from The Kuroshitsuji Musical II, and "Cello Suite No. 1 Prelude" by Bach. I wanted to give credit to the songs that helped me write this chapter out, even if they don't seem at all related to the story lol
Special thanks to: AnimeFreakAmanda, Sugar0o, SilverMidnightKitten and snooze2010! You guys are the bestest ever! I'm glad I keep your interest. I'm trying to make everything unique, different and original. Let me tell ya, late nights looking up cool Japanese legends got me some what paranoid. Especially those urban legends with the Kuchisake Onna or Hanako-san (especially this one). Freaky as hell...
On with the story!:
L made his way into his darkened hotel room, not bothering to flip the lights on as he shambled to his seat in front of a blank monitor. He pressed a button on the microphone in front of him, knowing Watari could hear him and asked, "Watari, did she speak?"
The elder mans voice drifted from the speakers situated near L, sounding professional and normal, despite having to deal with a stubborn teenage girl that refused to speak out against her beloved Kira. "No, nothing yet."
Soichiro, Aizawa and Matsuda filed into the room and stood behind L dutifully, though almost reluctantly. They didn't particularly like the way things were going. They each knew Watari had to torture the girl into spilling the answers they so desperately needed. If she didn't tell L what he wanted to know soon, things were going to get dark and messy. Each Task Force member, excluding L, made several excuses to make themselves feel better about having to hurt Misa. 'It's her fault for not answering.' 'It's her fault for not cooperating.' 'She brought this on herself!' But the Task Force knew what they were about to see was unethical. Nothing they thought could give them any peace of mind.
"I see. Get the image on screen," L demanded off-handedly. He didn't need to put force behind his words, especially since he knew Watari would do as he said.
"Is that a good idea, Ryuzaki?" Watari asked, unsure. He was sure the image of a young girl being held against her will would not sit well with the Task Force, and he was concerned that they may not be able to stomach seeing such a thing.
"It's fine, just do it." Upon hearing L's order, Watari allowed the video feed to reach his charge's monitor.
The three police men barely kept their gasps stifled in their throats. They were astonished, seeing the young model in rags and bound to a flat silver, metal table, forcing her to stand on her trembling and weak legs. Her eyes were covered with a metal blindfold, denying the blond girl her sight. Her breathing seemed forced and came out in shallow gasps, obviously frightened out of her mind. No matter how much they threatened Misa, and promised her pain, she refused to give them any lead on Kira. Her will was strong and it would not be easy to break. She'd rather take her life than rat on Light.
"Ryuzaki, what the hell is this?" Soichiro snapped, face contorted in his shock. He couldn't believe what L and Watari were doing, it was wrong! It felt so wrong!
"She's suspected of being Second Kira. This is the normal treatment for a murderers accomplice."
It was a moment before Soichiro grudgingly agreed. "You're right. With all that proof against her, there's no mistake. She is Second Kira."
"Yes, we are right," L murmured. "Now we need to find out how she killed those people, and if she knows Kira. If she does, then who is he? We need to make her talk... Watari, do all that you can to make her talk, but don't let her die." The Task Force members, minus L and Watari, began to feel a sickening feeling line their stomachs at those words. This didn't settle with them, but they couldn't risk anymore innocent people's lives by going easy on Amane Misa or letting her walk away. They had to do this, even if it went against everything they were taught in protecting the weak.
"Understood," Watari answered.
"And Yagami-san," L called.
Soichiro looked down to stare at the mass of messy black hair that belonged to the insomniac detective and frowned, wondering what he wanted. "Hm?"
"I may have Light-kun arrested as suspect of being Kira, so be ready for that." The chief's frown deepened, a look of rage etched into his features and his eyes narrowed dangerously.
Through the video feed, the men watched as Watari put on latex gloves and Misa shuddered in anticipation for the pain, squeezing her eyes shut against the silver blind fold tightly.
Misa's shinigami, Rem, glared helplessly at Watari from her position next to Misa. Silently, she began plotting her next move. She would not allow them to hurt her for long; She would not let Misa suffer for that boy!
Soichiro, Aizawa and Matsuda turned away from the monitor, feeling disgusted with themselves that they were allowing this to take place.
A soft knock was all Matsuda needed to rush out of the side room and escape the tortured girl's whimpers. He bolted to L's front door and opened it quickly to meet the glorious forms of two women. One had long black hair and sapphire eyes, the other had orange hair and emerald green eyes. Both had fair porcelain skin, but the orange haired woman's was toned slightly darker.
'So... pretty,' Matsuda thought, dazed. His eyes were slightly glazed over and unfocused while staring at the gorgeous duo.
Kagome smiled softly, "Good evening."
Ayame nearly snorted at the young man's reaction. It was comical, yet it began to lose its charm when he drooled a little. 'Ugh, ew.' "We're here to see L."
Matsuda snapped out of his daze and eyed them warily. "Why do you need to see him?"
"He contacted us earlier about the Kira Investigation in order to assist him," Kagome told him with a calm expression. "Please allow us in."
"Do you have any identification?" Aizawa asked, walking into the room.
Ayame rolled her eyes, wondering how stupid these two males were. Expecting someone to give their real name when Kira was running about was absolutely ridiculous! "Any identification given to you will be false. Understand that working the Kira case will require us to keep our names from reaching the ears of the enemy, who could be lurking about anywhere. Just know we are acquaintances with L."
Aizawa's lips pressed to a fine line and Matsuda laughed nervously, gesturing them into the room serving as a 'living room', "Come this way, please."
Kagome and Ayame warily made their way inside and followed Aizawa to another door, which presumably led to a certain insomniac investigator.
The afro-haired man stopped them at the doorway leading to where L resided and poked his head through a nearly closed door. "Ryuzaki, we've got visitors. They say they're your contacts."
"How many are with you?" L asked, sparing a glance towards Aizawa's way.
"Just two. Both women."
"Allow them in."
Ayame all but pushed Aizawa out of the way, annoyed with the way he spoke to them when they first met, coupled with her irritation towards his hesitation on allowing them in. Looking over at the male who was unfortunate enough to receive Ayame's wrath with apologetic eyes, Kagome followed after her okami yokai friend into the dark spacious side room and grinned excitedly when L turned to meet her deep blue gaze.
The detective's eyes widened as he drank in Kagome's image. "Hi L," she laughed.
A/N: Yes, I know I'm being mean XP You'll see more of L's reaction in the next chapter. I just realized this will be the last update before I go to school! *Le Gasps!* Don't worry, I will do my best to update regularly. But, of course, I don't know if my new teachers will be unbelievably unpredictable with their scheduling of homework. Plus, I'm in a magnet program, so the work is doubled. Fantastic, I know. Let the records show that that statement was laced with heavy sarcasm. Any who, please review. I enjoy hearing your thoughts and concerns. Ja ne!
-KiriKatana