Okay so even if I were to wait for the 4 reviews of at least 7 works each.... I thought about this: There really isn't that many people who read the AUTHOR NOTES. I used to be that way, that is, before I started writing also instead of just being a ghost reader. Well I started to review. And then I became busy... and unable to have access to a computer... or even MY computer.
heheh. So now I have a computer again.... but no Internet? nice. -sighs- Thats kinda stupid but at least I now have all this time to write. A LOT of time. So like its 5.24.2009 and I'm writing a chapter and author note that most likely wont be posted who knows when. But when I get the chance.... I WILL post it. But exams are kinda sneaking up on me... that may become a problem. Hm.. Actually no. In truth, I do not believe that will happen.
(5.26.09) editing chapter. GOT MOST OF MY DEATH NOTE MANGA BACK TODAY!!
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.
"The Bird and the Worm"
(12.31.03)
December 31, 2003
The Kira task force under L shrinks.
Soichiro Yagami and his men meet L.
A knock sounded at the door and I glanced at L. "They're here, love. And right on time, too" I smirked. and L got up from the chair. He walked into the other room and I disappeared to unlocked the door. I walked back to my post and leaned against the wall, out of site from people at the door. L stood his ground casually, scratching his foot and called out. "Please enter. I've been awaiting you."
"I am L." I was leaning against the wall, out of the view to the people walking in. I listened as they all introduced themselves. A least most of them were naïve and informal enough to not say their whole name.
"Bang." I mouthed while L said it. I chuckled softly. Outrage briefly filled the room.
"If I were Kira, you'd be dead... Yagami-san." The man that called himself Yagami gulped. "all Kira needs to murder someone is knowledge of their name and face. You ought to know that by now..." Slight pause, simply such an 'L' thing to do.
"Common sense says you can't kill anybody just by knowing their face. But the fact is, criminals are dropping dead one after the other on the basis of that information alone. That is how he murders people—we have no choice but to believe it." I watched in a mirror as L turned toward the sitting area, his head still turned toward the task force.
"We're the only ones left who are willing to risk our lives for this so let's be careful about telling people our names." I spoke with him from the other room, echoing the phrase from his head but saying it with him. "Let's value our lives." I laughed softly, its pitch echoing slightly in the room.
I stared down at my outfit. Baggy white shirt over my normal clothes. I looked like some bloody girlfriend that borrowed a shirt after hers got ripped off in some wild sex act. I grimaced, only slightly aware to what the other men were saying. I already knew what L was going to say. It always echoed in his thoughts which meant it echoed through me. I watched as L sat down in the chair in front of me. His lips twitched upward and I smiled briefly before becoming serious.
The men walked into the room an stopped when they glanced at me. I kept my eye focused at the open window, not moving to say anything... Not yet. Too early. Time seemed to pass almost endlessly and I was starting to loose focus of the city lights outside when the sound of a marker dropping broke my lifeless concentration.
"...so, any questions?" L said in a bored by annoyed tone.
"There aren't many people who had access to task information AND were being probed by the FBI in the first five days." The guy was Matsuda if I was correct.
"Hmm, you're right." Aizawa maybe... I wasn't paying attention to the mass of names above the task force. I took notice that they had not just starting talking after L was finished talking by the slight edge in L's tone. They had interrupted him... hm... not a brilliant move. L disliked that quite a bit even if you were on the same track as him in thought.
"I have a question for you, Ryuuzaki." A slight pause from Yagami. "Earlier you said you hate losing.. By showing your face to us, aren't you admitting that Kira defeated you?"
"Yes. Showing myself, and the loss of those FBI agents' lives means..." L gave a swift answer. Like a band-aid, he was swift with removing it. "I lost. But..." He started.
"I'll win in the end. Like yourselves, this is the first time I've staked my life on a contest. Let's show him, those of us who are risking our lives..." Slight pause and I appeared behind him, my elbows propped on the headrest of his chair.
"That the good guys always win." We said together. Silence filled the air, either from me appearing or our—or actually HIS—statement. Enthusiastic comments came from the task force. L stood up and I followed him with my eye.
"Great. So first, to be sure that none of you are Kira, I'd like to speak to each of you alone..." L might need to work on his communication skills. I'm okay with him being blunt... but I think he might cause some outrage from this. I laughed and disappeared from the room, leaving L to think on his own.
(01.01.04)
Naomi Misora goes missing.
"I'm very sorry for interrogating each of you like that. But now I can say..." L brought his thumbnail to his mouth. "Kira is not here among us."
"Ryuuzaki... What makes you so sure of that?" Yagami questioned, facing L.
"Well, to put it simply... I had prepared a little trick to test whether you were Kira..." His lips twitched upward. "But I didn't even need to use it on any of you." An almost insulted silence filled the room until the sound of a phone blipping began. L slipped the phone out and flipped it open, turning his head slightly away.
"Fine. We've just finished, too. Use your own key to let yourself in." L flipped the cell closed and faced the task force.
"Watari is here." L said aloud as the door clicked open.
"Good afternoon, gentlemen." Shock was obvious on the faces of the task members. "...?!"
"Coming here in THAT get-up is like holding up a sign saying 'I'm Watari.' People would guess right away that Ryuuzaki is in this hotel..." He declared. "The fact that I can show my face to you like this is proof that Ryuuzaki trusts you." A few hesitant replies came from the task force.
"I've brought what you asked for Ryuuzaki."
"Could you hand them out, then" L sat where he was, not preparing to move once so ever. Watari opened the case to the task force.
"These are your new Ids." Some shocked replies came from the task members. Watari turned slightly as Cross walked into the room in the clothing she had appeared in. "And these are your clothes, miss." Watari gives her the large white paper bag he was also carrying.
X takes the bag daintily and swings it behind her, catching the handle in her other hand. Matsuda gawked at her outfit. 'Who would've known just wearing a shirt would have been camouflage.' X thought as Matsuda regained some composure and closed his mouth. A grin spread across his face.
"Didn't knew you swung that way Ryuuzaki. Need some privacy, eh?" A glare was given from both parties. X grimaced.
"Matsuda-san. I am not some bloody ass hooker." Her voice was hinted by a slight accent. X turns back to Watari and bows. Cross feels that she is being checked out and spins around to glare. A goofy grin was plastered on Matsuda's face, blush starting to creep onto his face. L grimaces and hits Matsuda in the head
"Matsuda, you idiot." X turns toward L, crosses her thigh high striped legs, and cocks her head to side, slightly smiling. Her hair still stayed in front of her face. L took notice in that she took precaution in that.
"I work with L and am a suspect in the Kira Case by about... ah... one percent?" Cross glanced at L. "Maybe half a percent... I'm X. Short for Ecstasy." L's turn to cock eyebrow in question and Cross smirk. Silence filled the room.
X took advantage in that and disappeared into dark bedroom. The task force watch as the door starts to swing closed but is caught right before it is closed. Cross walks out fully dressed is gray skinny jeans and a well-fit black shirt that fitted her figure well and showed her shoulders. The sleeves covered her hands, but did nothing to push them back. The task force share questioned looks. L raises an eyebrow and X shrugs. She took her seat next to L on the armrest. She leaned back, her arms behind her and jean clad legs crossed in front of her. "Miss anything?"
"Nothing of real interest." L answers simply and sips at his tea, noticing that she had nether her stockings nor gloves on.
"How do you relate to L?" The question was blurted out by Matsuda. A mischievous grin spread on X's face but she did nothing in any means as an answer.
"Continuing on." L announced.
"Oh, and..." Watari opens another level in the briefcase. "Please wear these belts at all times. A transmitter is embedded inside the buckle. It will tell Ryuuzaki where you are." X picked out the black studded one and smiled, mouthing thanks to Ryuuzaki and Watari. X slipped it over her clothing and let half the side hang lower than the other. Watari smiled briefly before continuing.
"If you push the buckle with force two times..." He pressed the buckle twice and cell phone bleeping filled the air. "My cell phone will ring. I will then call you back right away." Watari droned on with information regarding only to the task force. X took slight notice later of Aizawa running out of hotel but didn't move to question it.
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X POV
Everyone was starting to leave, some to see their families and some just for a break. I sighed and turned back to Matsuda. He was trying to talk me into going out for a date. My lips twitched.
"I apologize Matsuda-san but my life is complicated enough without such unneeded distractions as having a relationship..." My answer came out blunt, my eyes even icier than most times. Matsuda shuddered but turned and left defeated. I heard the sound of soft footsteps and spun on heels. L was standing there staring down at me, a look of curiosity on his face.
"Why did you do that Miss Cross? You are more than free to do anything you want here."
"I don't pretend to have a relationship with someone I do not truly have an attraction to. Lust and love hold different companies... most of the time..." I cast my eyes down and my lips turned upward in a small smile.
"Then you feel not love nor lust for Matsuda-san?" I glanced upward. "No. I could never. He is of no attraction to me." L stared down at me, his eyes observant. "Why?"
I spread my arms as if displaying something obvious to the world. "I don't feel loss or pain half the time. So why hurt someone else later. A more painful hurt. Than only have a slight hurtful twinge early on. I'm not selfish in being involved with someone. I just know what will help in the future. Do not play with man's heart." L gave no answer.
"Why did you not give the name you gave me, Cross?" His question was blunt but I did not mind. "Even I need an alias Ryuuzaki. Not for protection against death by any cause but for my identity itself." L's face showed a twinge of suspicion as the edges of eyes. His lips pulled downward and his face turned thoughtful.
"The powers of Kira then, have no power against you? You are immune?" He half pondered, half to me.
"Correction. One cannot die if one is one is neither dead nor alive. Nor can one who lacks a name or existence." L looked directly at me. "Explain."
"That I cannot. Not now. Another time then, Law love?" Curiosity crossed over his face. "Might you have lived in the general United Kingdom area? Britain, maybe?" I pondered that. It was very unlikely. I've been in that notebook since as far as I can remember. "Unlikely. Why?" L's face turned blank, a slight smile lighting his eyes though.
"You have a quite fluent English accent when you are emotional or thoughtful, Miss Cross. Almost hinted with articulate old English to be exact" His lips pulled upward in a smile and I grinned back at him.
"Jolly good. But I feel like some tea, L. Shall we take advantage of the task force's absence for some tea and sweets?" I was already heading over to the table and couches. L's lips twitched and followed. I took my seat, my knees pulled up in front of me, in one of the love seats and, instead of sitting in the single, he sat across from me in the other love seat. I picked up a cup of untouched tea and sipped it. I raised an eyebrow and placed it back on the saucer, dropping a few sugar cubes in the cup. and stirring it before putting it back to my lips.
"Cross.." I looked up from my tea. He was staring at me, examining me.
"Yes?" I answer calmly. I didn't look away nor did I blink.
"What are you hiding?" My grip on the tea cup tightened slightly but I kept my face calm.
"What are you talking about L?" He stared at my face. Or to be more exact, at my left side of the face, his gaze gaze trying to penetrate through my curtain of hair. I held his gaze calmly. I savored the silence since I knew it would not last.
I let my knees down and stood up, holding his gaze. His eyes followed my movements as I walked around the table and then sat on his love seat. I tucked my knees under me and faced him. I took his hand off his knee and held it against my right cheek, pain and sadness coursing through me. My eye become slightly bluer for a second before settling back to silver blue as I calmed myself. I dropped his hand and it fell limp at his side. I fingered my hair for a second, dropping my gaze.
"I would like to warn you on this.... Curiosity killed the cat, love." A sad smile graced my lips and he smiled back not frazzled with the statement.
"I'm not a cat. I'm Sir Mr. Panda Boi." I giggled but no emotion really did reach it. It was a found memory. Was it only yesterday? And it ends now doesn't it? I tucked my long dark brown bangs behind my ear and watched L's expression. It went from the slight parting to lips to the so very noticeable widening of his eyes. I watched his body tilt but the next thing I knew, he was on the floor staring up at me. I disappeared and L searched the room for with his wide eyes. His eyes landed on his single chair where I was crouched on, my arm crossed over the top of my knees, a sad brooding expression had fallen onto my face along with my hair.
"I'm not that free to do as I wish, am I, Law?" He stood swiftly and walked over to me I glanced upward. His face was expressionless as he grabbed my chin roughly. My face merged over into guilt and then vulnerability. I held absolutely still. I did make the worst of it. Now I must see it through. L jerked my chin up and to the side, my hair falling away and the lights streaming down onto my face.
Part of my left side was not covered with flesh. It simply was bone. Smooth, pale white bone except for the black silhouette of a Roman Catholic Cross. The shape of my face so utterly defined. Without noise. Without flesh.
L's POV
I stared down at her face. It was half bone. From jaw to hairline was bone. Their was a thin clear film that covered her jaw and teeth, but that was it. It was barely noticeable except when the light caught the glare off of it. It frightening to say the least. It was exquisite in its way, the black cross creating contrast to the white. I turned her face more, watching the light hit her eye hole and then disappear. I tilted a bit more. I felt her jaw shuttering a bit.
"There is so end to that one, L. Its the image of MU. Nothingness. It won't end. I promise you that." Her voice was soft and hurt but it was still human. I paused. Was she not a friend only a moment ago. When did she become a specimen? A piece of evidence that may regard with KIRA?
I watched her lip tremble and dropped my hands, her head dropping also. She had risked giving everything here by simply doing something I had asked her to do. Why was I hurting her this much by treating her this way? I looked down at her face. Her eyes were still closed, her body not moving once-so-ever. Not even breath moved her shoulders. It was unnatural but this was the girl that I let stay with me. A girl that treated me nothing but kindness. Cross. Her eye fluttered open for a second. It was blue.
I felt my hand being tugged and looked down. It was her hand. She carefully picked up my hand, almost weakly, and placed it against her left cheek. I felt the smooth but firm bone and rubbed it slightly with my thumb. Cross. That was this woman. Her eye fluttered again and her lips pulled upward for a second. I watched her face settle on a bittersweet expression.
X POV.
I made such a mistake. Such a very stupid mistake. But I was going to live this moment if I could. I will see this through up until my heart breaks and so does my sanity. No one was supposed to see my face. I was not supposed have an identity.... but I don't know if that will last forever.
I felt a slight pressure on my lips and my eyes widened in surprise, life finally flowing through me again. The painfully pleasureful feeling of him touching my face was even more inflamed. I gasped and he slipped his tongue in. It probed my mouth and I lost it. I grabbed at his shirt and pulled myself to my knees, kissing him more passionately. He tasted so very sweet, his tongue so slick and smooth. Such a intoxicating caress with my own. I pressed myself to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I felt his hand slip off my face, his finger's late trails burning cold.
I froze. No I shouldn't be doing this. I pulled back quickly, glancing at his dazed face. It was slighted from the kiss. Of course. What type of experience would be even better than kissing the best kisser in the world? Finding one who wasn't even human. One that kissed from another time and another species. I fell limply into the chair and watched L's expression become slightly less dazed.
"What a horrible mistake. I didn't want this too become serious..." I mumbled quietly and stood up swiftly. I grabbed all the items which wasn't much, just my stockings, gloves, and unhooked holster. I appeared at the door and opened it. The door slamming into the wall loudly seemed to wake him and he spun around to me. I was already on the other side looking back at him with guilt.
"I'm sorry L." I disappeared in front of him as if through thin air. I was in the emergency staircase now, my body draped over the rail. I hooped over the rail, free falling past many stories, landing crouched on the ground floor in the shadows. I bolted out the door and stopped in front of the hotel's glass door to stare up at the night sky. The cold air ran through my hair and the darkness called for me. For home, if there was any. I stared out at the darkened city and ran, my bare feet slapping quietly on the pavement, my chains jingling in the wind. I needed to leave. I can't take this. Wasn't supposed to happen. Need to dispose of these bonds. Need to break them. Need to make them disappear. I want my freedom back.
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