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Date information courtesy due to "Death Note Volume 13: How to Read"
Disclaimers: I do not own the story line that is Death Note. I own all but two of the manga though. Nor the general Catholic/Christian religions. Please turn a blind eye if I may do something stupid with your religion, it was not intentional, I just don't know Catholic/Christian courtesy.
"Can you see me?"
(12.27.03)
December 27, 2003.
Yonegoo Nusumi dies near Raye Penber from power of the Death Note.
All twelve FBI agents are killed by the power of the Death Note.
L blinked. The somewhat lanky girl slumped on the wall did not disappear. 'Young woman,' he corrected himself. She surely was not a mere girl, she was developed, thin but healthy enough, but her face—there was something subtly wrong. 'Her eyes,' L thought. He tilted his head slightly, he only saw one eye, her dark hair—as long as his own and almost as disrayed—covered her face's left half. But that eye; it was beyond this woman's years. So solid, so cold. Like it had seen so much more than she gave way to. It was icy blue, almost silver, behind her half-closed lids.
She was clothed in mere nothingness. Thigh-high black and white striped stockings and a fairly short pair of gray jeans clad her lower half. A top that surely couldn't have even been considered underwear was worn. Wrappings of inch wide black strips of cloth that only widened to cover her breasts. They crossed over her chest and wrapped around her neck a few times. One loop went over her right shoulder, like a tank, and wrapped around her arm till it seamlessly connected with a multi-torn mid-arm glove. The fingers on them were cut off and multiple chains hanged loosely on her wrist with the other clothed with a black arm warmer that ran three to four inches short of her elbow, one of the similar fingerless cut. That arm was wrapped with chain above the elbow. The loops ran around her torso. A cross shaped holder hung limply but sturdily at her hip by two of the loops that hung from her body and a thick chain at her hip. In the holder was a black notebook.
His eyes widened and he stared as she slipped down the wall. Her eye slid over to him and connected. "L," she whispered, fell over onto the floor, and blacked out. L blinked
X POV
I think I blacked out from escaping the King and his insipid realm. Trying to force a tunnel to the human realm was not a good idea. I feel so weak. I might only be as strong as a human at this point. I glowered and then, finding humor in that thought, laughed. Really now? I've been inside that Death Note a bit too long don't ya think? My mood darkened a bit. I didn't even have anyone to ask that question. I checked my internal clock. I'd been out for a good 6 to 10 hours. I sighed silently, a breezy feeling. Where was I? I couldn't remember. It was bright... and sweet-smelling. That was all I tried to remember before I slipped back into sleep.
3rd POV
"Hmph, here's a phone call from the Japanese Task Force already... I'm telling them the FBI was there at your request L... Is that understood?" L glowered down at the screen in shocked silence. He understood the FBI director completely to withdraw all help, but the information containing the twelve agents deaths and the agency's withdraw was something he found of total shock.
"Goodbye..." He continued staring down at the computer even after the director had said that. He had just lost all cooperation with the FBI. It will be permanent as long as he led this case. Mixed feelings of shock anger bubbled underneath and he pushed them down swiftly.
'Other matters to attend to..' he vaguely thought. Like the young female that now acclaimed the hotel's once unused bed. She had disappeared when he had blinked, an action he wouldn't forgive himself for. He had passed it as the trick of the light or a hallucination. 'Lack of sweets' he had thought till he later found her under the hotel's bedding in the one room he almost never used. The bedroom. That was yesterday. She had came the day the FBI agents had died and she had not woken.
Three days later...
(12.31.03)
December 31, 2003
The Kira task force under L shrinks.
Soichiro Yagami and his men meet L.
X POV
My eye widens in its own silent scream. I hear a thump on the floor. I look down and tucked my bangs behind my ear.. My holster had opened and my notebook had tried to escape. Only once I awoke could they ever awake. Suffer when I suffer. No wonder they wanted some lazy Shinigami. Not like I ever gave them that chance to. I laughed quietly in the dark.
Everything was colored in shades of gray and blue. So much more different than how human saw it, so much more clarity. What was it? 3.8 vision? 4.3? 4.8? Maybe more? I couldn't remember. I snatched the notebook from the floor and slipped its mysteriously rebellious self back into the holster and crossed myself, smiling as the notebook froze. Catholics really didn't know where the action came from did they? Unlikely. Not the real reason. Not before the religion was even thought to be written down, before it was found by its name. But I only used it as a simple command, a blessing even, if you were to look it in a way.
I slid out of the bed, vaguely questioning how I got there but not enough of interest. I walked to the door, let my bangs fall back in place, and opened it quietly, slipping into the bright hallway. I let my eyes adjust and surveyed my surroundings. It was a hotel suite by the looks of it. I glanced toward the window and stopped as I caught glance of a raven-headed human standing there. Low murmurs could be heard in my head, almost like aloud but slightly airy. I could hear this one's "voice."
'Kira... I think that right now, we're even in how far we've closed the distance between.' I listened to his thoughts. 'So I'll show myself to the others as L for the first time... but I need to find more on this woman. If she awoken during any of these meetings, it surely would become a weakness.'
He had saw me?? I gasped almost inaudibly but the human still swung around as if I had screamed. I glanced sideways, froze, and connected my eye with the man's, by the looks of it, again. I quickly controlled myself and showed no mercy in my abnormally dead voice, an act I had perfected in years of being nothing. Years where emotions simply did not exist.
"You can see me can't you L? As of since before I passed out?" I could see his name above his head but for some odd reason I already knew he was L; even if I didn't know who L was. The pull for that information was alluring in the least. Did I know him? Did I know someone connected to him...? Or connected with his name?
L POV
I held her gaze steadily, noticing some white peak out from behind her dark brown bangs. I filed it in my mind for later. She finally awoke. Lovely. Sarcasm or not? I was not sure. Both most likely. I had some questions I thrived to ask her.
"Yes. For what reason would I have that I could not?" I tilted my head to the side. Her face was so calm yet stony. She gave nothing away. 'As Kira would if put in this situation.' I noted with satisfaction. I was disappointed at the same time.
"No reason that time will not tell." She answered smoothly. This made me more curious to this woman. How did she appear? Then disappear? And how did she know who I was? That painfully intrigued me the most. My logical mind kept me on edge, percentages of this woman of being Kira rising. I wanted to prove or disprove these notions.
X POV
L stepped to a chair and crouched on it. I stepped closer to him, my icy blue eye never leaving his and sat on the chair, my knees pulled up to my body and arms limp at my sides. Silence seemed to saturate the air. I breathed in the tensioned calm with no fear.
"Eru desu." He broke the silence without awkwardness. I smirked and an amused look lit his own face. I brought my finger to my lips and brushed them, thinking of an appropriate response.
"Kerosu desu," I respond, " Call me X or Cross." I kept my sight locked with his. "Nothing else but that, Sir L Lawliet. Understood?" His eyes narrowed.
"How do you know my name?" He questioned bluntly. A smirked crawled onto my face again. I knew I was only powering his notions but it was fun. "That, sir, is my own dirty little secret." My smirk grew wider. "And I have quite a few of those, L"
My face softened. "If you trust me and not question me to be Kira till you truly find a suspect with a equal or higher standing...." I paused, "As in percentages. Then let us skip some 'time' in 'time will tell', mn?" I continued, not waiting for an answer. "I am not Kira, nor am I on the side of Kira or who he got his powers from--"
"You then know how Kira kills?" I glared at him for his interruption, ignoring it completely just to infuriate him.
"I am not on Kira's side, as I was saying. And I do know things of the Kira case you would find quite of much helpfulness... But..." His eyebrows raised in question.
"I cannot tell you information on this until you figure this all out yourself. It would be extremely unfair and unsafe for you to know all that goes in my head. And if I was Kira, L, I could mislead you if you were to put trust in my thoughts and information. Am I not right?" L stared at me intently and I took that as a yes or at least a "I hear you."
"Right now I cannot tell you much more of anything further upon this matter and you still know very little about me, Lawliet, sir. But would you please house me until I am able to take care of myself? As in, I will be staying with you until matters of my own are resolved." My lids dropped halfway.
"I do not force people to do things of late but free will and your blessing would be kindly appreciated. Please let me stay, L" I cringed at the weakness that showed in my voice.
3rd POV
L pondered the cons of this situation. She was correct. He did not know much—or any at all—of this woman. This woman could be lying and, or be a spy. But this women did have her pros. She seemed equal in verbal wit, he had yet to test her for mental capability. She intrigued him. It was simplest way to put it. L held her gaze and X understood that she could stay. She smiled. "Arigatou gozaimasu Lawliet-san."
"First matter. If you would please, do not call me by my real name. It is prohibited. In private, of course, will be fine. Ryuuzaki or Ryuga will be the name that you are to refer to me as in public. Or L if with the task force."
I nodded. "Of course." His lip twitched upward slightly.
"Second... The 31st of December. Today. Will be the day that the Japanese Task Force will meet me for the first time at midnight. They will be confused if you were to join at any other time. So in means to extinguish this conflict, you are to be joining me in this meeting?" A slight question mark was hung at the end of the question. We shared the same gaze again. A silent agreement.
L stepped out of his chair. "Very good. But we need to have you changed Cross-san. Your attire might draw unneeded attention to yourself." X looked down and mentally nodded in agreement.
She glanced around obviously and whispered teasingly, "I don't know whether its just me but in truth we don't exactly have time to go buying a new shirt. Have you a spare shirt of your own?" She smiled suggestively, her eye clearly saying she was teasing. L moved back, his eyes smiling and shuffled across the room towards the the bedroom, X followed, her chains lightly jingling and came to a sudden stop as she plopped on the bed. She slipped her legs under her and watched L intently. L opened a closet searched for the closest shirt of many. He tossed her one and she caught it.
X slipped the shirt over head. "Does this look come as more presentable to you L?" L glanced briefly at her, noticing for the first time that she had the kanji for greed—yoku—marked on her lower right hip. The shirt was even more baggy on her frame.
"In truth... No." She cocked her head to the side. His eyes slid downward and X giggled, recrossing her legs. "Too short?" X teased. His gaze was hard on hers.
"Extremely so." X hardened her face, a copy of his. "Too bad Sir Mr. Panda Boi." Her face broke into a grin and she laughed. His softened also.
L brought his index finger up to finger his lip. His body was turned side-ways even if his head was head was tilted partly in X's direction, his eyes always on her. "I would ask why you are referring to me by that name, but as I think about it... I really rather not know." His lips twitched up ward and Cross pouted childly, her eyes clearly amused by his comment.
L brought out a cell phone an dialed a number. "Watari. I will be having a guest staying with us in the duration of the Kira case. Would you please bring some clothing with you when you are to come tomorrow." L looked over to X. "What would you like to wear?" Cross gave no hesitation.
"Black long-sleeved shirt and dark gray jeans. Long skinny jeans if you would. Female, of course. I seem to prefer emo, punk, and various Victorian and normal gothic styles if that may come as helpful in future situations."
"Did you hear that Watari? Ah, that would be kindly appreciated. Thank you." L snapped closed the phone and pocketed it. Cross and L smiled at each other.
"We have much to talk about, don't we L?" I queried, half to myself.
"Quite. And of the future concerning the Kira case. So..." He paused slightly. "Will you join me on this case Miss Cross?" I pretended to ponder over that.
"Do I have a choice?" I teased.
"Actually... That I am not sure of." I smirked.
"I'll join you in the meeting, then, Law. If I am in strong dislike of this then I will disappear. Simple, hn?" My face turned thoughtful and L twitched.
"That is most acceptable. About the meeting....." He trailed off, an almost bored tone ending it.
"So tonight, then?" L nodded, to actaully be agreeing to join, even if it was only trial.
"Tonight."
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