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Chapter 5: Detective

Miya wasn't exactly sure what to make of Light offering to put himself in confinement. He was going on about how maybe he could have been Kira unconsciously and that he should be watched just in case. It all seemed like a preconceived plan to Miya. It was just so ridiculous. Was Light trying to confuse them with his bogus confession? All Miya knew for sure was that all this thinking was giving her a head ache.

Miya sat in her usual spot next to Ryuzaki as they watched Light on the screen. He was sitting calmly on the floor, arms tied behind his back.

'I'd be dying of boredom by now…' Miya thought to herself. It had only been a day, but she was sure she would have gone insane already.

Suddenly, Mr. Yagami stormed into the room, rather loudly. This surprised Miya slightly, causing her to jump.

"Ryuzaki, I'd like to request that you take me off this investigation," he said, straight to the point.

Matsuda and Aizawa were stunned by his news. Miya only stared at Mr. Yagami. She really did feel sorry for him, having to go through this with his son, but if L had a reason to suspect Light to be Kira then these precautions had to be made.

"I thought about it," Mr. Yagami continued, "and the fact is that we're holding my son, Light, as the prime suspect. Given that, it's not appropriate for me to be here. When we spoke earlier, my feelings got in the way. It's impossible for me to be objective in this situation."

"I agree with you," L replied. "We can't let personal feelings get in the way."

"And in truth, if…if the task force concludes that my son is Kira, I don't know what I'd be capable of."

"Yes, I'll agree with you there," L said. He was still staring at the TV screen. "To be honest, I wondered what you might do. I believe you'd kill your son and then yourself. I'd also agree that it's best not to have you working here for now." L dug heartily into…whatever it was he was eating. Miya wasn't sure what it was but she chose not to comment. It wasn't exactly the best moment.

"Ryuzaki, I will ask that you confine me as well. At the moment, I'm calm but to be honest I'm not sure how much more of this I can take."

"That's true," Miya said quietly.

"I thought you might say that so I spoke with Watari. He's made arrangements." L paused to eat another bite and then continued talking with a full mouth. "But your confinement will be different. You will keep your cell phone turned on and contain regular contact with family and friends. You won't tell Light about this. If he does call you at some point he must be made to believe that you are still at headquarters. While you're in confinement, we'll be giving you continuous updates on the investigation so you'll know what's happening." Miya was starting to get hungry watching him eat. "So how does that sound to you?"

"I'm grateful. Thank you." And that was that. Mr. Yagami was to be put into confinement as well. Things were getting more intense by the minute.

Miya figured she had no choice as she walked through the hallways of the hotel, making her way to the designated room where Ryuzaki and the others were. She would probably be scolded, but that was where the cake came in. Hopefully, she could pull this off.

"I'm here," Miya said upon entering. "And I have a little surprise…"

"Mr. Panda!" Noah said excitedly from behind his mother. He ran up to the detective's chair and smiled up at him.

L gazed down at Noah before looking at Miya with a blank stare. "Is there a reason you brought your son today, Miss Yamagata? This is a very inopportune moment to have him here."

Miya sighed. "I know, but he has a cold and the day care ladies made a big deal about it. They don't want the other kids getting sick too so I just told them I'd take him with me to shut them up. My parents are working too, so they couldn't take him. I was running out of options." She held out what was in her hands out for Ryuzaki to see. "I brought cake." She lifted the lid of the container to reveal a delicious looking chocolate cake in vanilla frosting. "Maybe now I'll be forgiven?"

Before L could reply, Matsuda and Aizawa entered the room.

"Hi Miya!" Matsuda said enthusiastically. "Is that cake?"

The brunette nodded. "It's a peace offering to Ryuzaki for bringing my son to work."

Matsuda and Aizawa looked confused now. "Son?"

Noah came up to Miya and stood in front of her, looking innocently up at the detectives. They had reacted exactly as Miya had anticipated, gawking and staring back and forth between the teenage girl and the small child that happened to look just like her. She didn't say anything about that though. "Guys, this is my son Noah."

"Alright," L cut in, "we must get back to work. That's what we need to focus on right now."

"So that would be a no for the cake?" Miya asked as she set the cake on a nearby table. The slices were already cut and she began serving them to the two detectives.

L was silent for a few moments before responding, "I never said no."

Miya chuckled walking over to L. She had cut an extra large slice for him and he took it gratefully. "I hope you like it. I made it myself."

"Mommy's cakes are always yummy! Can I have some, pwease?"

Miya shook her head. "No, sorry sweetie. You need lots of liquids or you'll never get better. If you're sick all the time, you won't be able to do fun things anymore. You don't want that to happen, do you?"

Noah shook his head. "I'll get betta'!" He then proceeded to look around the room with wide, curious eyes. "Wow detective places are cool!" He clapped his hands and turned toward the television L was staring at. "Whoa, are those the bad guys?" Miya gasped and ran up to the screen that reflected an image of Light, Misa, and Mr. Yagami. She threw herself in front of it and looked at Noah seriously.

"You don't need to be watching this," she scolded. "I want to you stay away from the TV, okay?"

"But mommy…" Noah complained, looking to L, who obviously wasn't going to be leaving that spot anytime soon.

"Noah," she warned. He sighed, defeated, and dragged his feet across the room to where Matsuda and Aizawa were standing, still looking a little shocked. It was strange enough to them that Miya had a child, but to see that the child was walking and talking! They had no idea Miya had had a child so young.

"Again I'm sorry about having him here," Miya apologized as she perched herself on the arm of L's chair. "I couldn't think of anything else to do. I won't be making a habit of it, I promise. He shouldn't be around all this stuff anyway."

"It's alright," L shrugged. "I just hope he's not a distraction."

"He won't be," Miya said with the wave of her hand. Though as she looked back at her son, she knew he was already proving to be one.

"Hey mister," he was saying, tugging Matsuda's pant leg. "Awe you a detective?" Matsuda chuckled and kneeled down to speak to the small child.

"I'm a cop," he answered with a smile. Noah's eyes widened.

"Whoa, a cop!" he giggled. "Do you arrwest bad guys?" Matsuda couldn't help but think that Noah was adorable, staring up at him with big green eyes.

"He's a boring cop," Aizawa said, leaning around Matsuda to see the boy. "I'm the cool cop that arrests all the bad guys." Noah's eyes widened.

"Wow," he said in awe. "What your name?"

"Aizawa," he replied. "And he's Matsuda."

"Mr. Matda," Noah said, looking to the brunette man. "How come you don't awest bad guys? You need to do that so you can be cool like Mr. Aiwa!" Matsuda shot a glare back and Aizawa for making him seem boring as Miya approached the group.

"Noah, sweetie, they have important work to do. Why don't you pull out some of your toys?" Noah was sporting a small blue backpack that held all his favorite toys. He pouted and looked to his mom.

"Toys are bowing today! I wanna talk to cops!"

"Noah you heard me," she said, giving him the mom look.

"Fine…" Noah grumbled, pulling off his backpack and dragging it to a deserted portion of the room. He managed to entertain himself with some blocks for a few minutes before digging through his bag for a new toy. He pulled out a puzzle, which he tossed to the side, a book, which he flipped though for a moment before dropping, and finally, his stuffed panda.

"Oh Mr. Panda!" he called excitedly toward L. Matsuda and Aizawa looked around in confusion before realizing he was talking to L. They chuckled slightly as Noah yelled louder. "Mr. Panda!" Miya tapped L on the shoulder and pointed to her son.

"He's calling you," she said. "You're Mr. Panda, remember?"

"Oh yeah," L said, turning to look at the small boy. "Yes?" he said.

"Mr. Panda I brought my stuffed panda! You should come see him!" L scratched his head.

"Can't you bring him here?"

"I'm not allowed to see the bad guys on the TV," Noah giggled. "You gotta come here!" L looked up to Miya, who smiled innocently, and then got up with a groan.

"Look, look this is Panda!" he said enthusiastically as L approached. Noah was sitting on the floor, and so L squatted down on his feet, resting his hands on his knees, so he could better hear the boy.

"Yes he's wonderful," L said with a sigh, examining the bear that was staring back at him with beady eyes.

"See, he got dark eyes like you!" Noah pointed out. L nodded as Noah stood up. He handed L the panda, who took it with confusion, and walked over to Miya. "Mommy I don't feel good again…" Miya picked him up and felt his forehead.

"Oh no, I think you've got a fever!" she said. L stood up and headed back to where Miya and Noah were.

"You can take him home," L offered. "There's nothing going on at the moment. I'll call you if anything changes."

"You sure?" Miya said, eyeing L.

"Yes by all means," L responded. Miya nodded and stood up, holding Noah, who looked to L.

"Mr. Panda," he said, holding his arm out. L wasn't sure what he was doing, so he just held his arm out too. "You funny!" Noah laughed. "Now give me Panda!"

"Oh," L said, handing him the stuffed bear. Miya smiled and headed for the door, turning as she opened it.

"Okay see you tomorrow," she said. "Thanks again." L nodded and sat back in his chair as she left. Matsuda looked up hopefully from his paperwork.

"Does that mean we get to go home too?" he said. L looked back at him with unblinking eyes "Back to work it is…" Matsuda grumbled with a nod.

"Hey mister," Misa said into the camera. She was looking worn out and Miya could almost feel her pain. "I really wanna take a bath. I'm pretty sure you know where I live, don't you? Can you bring me some clean clothes?"

"I didn't think this could get any more bizarre." Aizawa said as he joined Matsuda, Miya and L in front of the TV.

"I feel so sorry for the chief right now." Matsuda added.

Miya nodded. "I feel sorry for all of them."

From his small room, Light looked right into the camera and began speaking. "Ryuzaki, talk to me. What's happening? Have any new criminals been identified? Anyone that Kira would be likely to target? If so, has he killed any of them?"

L clicked on the microphone and talked into it. "In fact, quite a few criminal's names have been broadcasted recently, but since you've been detained we haven't had one report of a criminal being killed by Kira."

Miya grimaced. This wasn't looking good for Light.

Light looked surprised. "Wait, no one's been killed? Really?"

"Yes."

"I see. So it's only a matter of time before I'm convicted as Kira." Light said. He didn't look upset or defeated and Miya found this odd.

"He's taking this surprisingly well," she noted. "If I were in his place I would be freaking out, if I was Kira or not. This whole confinement thing is messed up."

"If you don't like it, Miss Yamagata, you're free to leave." L said.

Miya rolled her eyes. "Quit assuming I'm gonna run away scared. I'm here to stay so get over it. I was just pointing out some things."

"I agree with you Miya," Matsuda said. "I wouldn't be taking it so well either."

She gave Matsuda an appreciative look before turning back to the television. "He's so confusing. I just don't get how he thinks. Is he calm because he has something up his sleeve or is he calm 'cause he knows he's innocent? There's just no telling with that guy."

"I agree with you Miya," Ryuzaki said. He placed his thumb on his lip in thought, his usual manner that Miya had already grown accustomed to. "What is he thinking?" he thought aloud. Only time could tell now.

By the fifth day of confinement, Misa, Light and Mr. Yagami looked exhausted, not that anyone blamed them.

"You know mister stalker, your video won't sell if it's just me sitting here the whole time." Misa said. Miya had no idea what was wrong with Misa, being so calm about the stalker situation. It seemed like the model had had plenty of stalkers before and was used to this behavior. What was wrong with this world?

"Mr. Yagami looks pretty bad," L said, staring unblinkingly at the screen. "I think he's taking this harder than Light or Misa."

"What do you expect?" Matsuda asked. "It's been five days since Light was put in prison. And look, not a single criminal who's been broadcasted has been killed. In these situations, I think the parents must suffer more than the accused."

"No kidding," Aizawa added. "Especially now that we're seeing proof that Light is Kira."

"I don't blame Mr. Yagami. I would be taking this hard also if my son was being accused of being a psychotic murderer and there was evidence to prove he was guilty. It makes you wonder where you went wrong and if it could have been prevented." Miya said.

"Mr. Yagami," L said suddenly into the microphone.

"What is it?" Mr. Yagami asked frantically to the camera in his room. "Is it good news? Is it bad news?"

"No, I wanted to tell you not to worry so much. It doesn't matter how much time you devote worrying about this. The outcome will be the same. This could go on for quite some time. Perhaps you should rest in a more comfortable place."

'Is L trying to be sympathetic?' Miya asked raising an eyebrow. 'It sounded good until he practically told the man his son was guilty no matter what…'

"Impossible!" Mr. Yagami yelled. He got closer to the camera and glared at the detectives through it. "What makes you think I care where I am? It won't change anything! With the state I'm in now this is the best place for me. And no matter what the result, when I leave here, it is going to be with my son!"

"I understand." L said simply.