Yagami-san walked into an empty hotel room along with the rest of the task force. All of them had a similar question running through their heads; "Where are K and L?"
Of course, a very pessimistic comment from Matsuda was then added, "What if they switched hotels again!?"
"No, they would have informed us, Matsuda." The chief told him, a tad exasperated with the rookie.
"Why don't we search the place out?" Aizawa offered, already heading towards the kitchen. Everyone seemed to give an affirmative nod.
After a few commands and whines, they all separated, searching the luxury hotel room high and low. Yagami-san had chosen to check the bed room. Being the gentleman he was, he of course, knocked on the door softly first, asking if anyone was in there than turned the knob and pushed the door open.
His eyes widened slightly before softening. Kat was curled up against Lawliet, hands gripping his shirt while he had a hand draped across her; the position not obscene or repulsive in the least, however, reminding the father of two of his own children, of puppy love, of the innocence of youth.
He placed his hand on the table with a smile, wondering if they were already together, siblings or something of the sort.
"Hey, chief! Have you found them?!" But of course, the ever effervescent rookie had to ruin everything by appearing at the door with the rest of the task force. The loud burst of noise caused the young prodigies to stir.
Kat opened her bleary eyes, senses on high alert as she heard other people breathing other than herself. She focused her eyes tiredly on what her fingers were hanging onto. She snapped her eyes shut when she saw a sea of white then opened one at a time when she felt it shifting underneath her fingers. Something on her moved, and she noted halfheartedly it was an arm.
She lifted herself up, a small yawn escaping her lightly fuchsia colored lips, stretching a milky white arm out while the other covered her mouth.
Lawliet too had been shifting but promptly froze when he felt his arm on something fleshy and slightly warm. He opened his own eyes to be met with a sleepy faced Kat, ears twitching and tail starting to sway a bit.
"Mmm, Good Morning," She said, completely disregarding the hand that had slipped to her lap then quickly retracted itself.
Lawliet then decided it was best to act as if it was completely normal, not wanting to be spasm-y and acting like a hormonal teenager (because we all know that that period in your life is pure hell). A yawn escaped his own mouth as he rose from the bed, wiping his feet off on his jeans.
After a few seconds they turned to the task force, cat tilting her head and Lawliet placing his thumb to his mouth, both looking like children again.
"I think I will go do that thing that I said I was going to do, Ryuuzaki." She told him, grabbing a few clothes and wig off of the dresser, throwing a small smile around the room before languidly heading to the bathroom.
Matsuda risked sending a very risqué glance at Lawliet as she unintentionally sauntered away.
When she was out of ear shot, Lawliet turned to Matsuda, a wave of fury hiding behind his blue-gray eyes. "Please do not insinuate anything sexual happened between Kokoro and me, Matsuda." The aura around him was clearly dangerous as he aimed a seemingly lazy glare to the young rookie.
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Kat walked into a Model agency, looking at the pictures hanging on the walls of the girls. They all had "scandalous" pieces of their personal lives posted up, advertisements or just pictorials. Kat had done extensive research on the job before she came up with her epiphany, once more trusting her instincts more than anything. She had seen that they classified the girls as "pretty" or "beautiful," well, enough so that men wanted to grope them and women wanted to be them. She qualified for the groping part if the man back in Miami counted for anything…
This is about taking risks for the case; I just have to sacrifice a bit to find some more information on this Amane Misa character.
"Hello! Welcome to the uh…modeling agency! Do you have an appointment? What's your name? Are you Misa-chan's friend?" The bubbly girl asked quickly. Kat resisted twitching as she pulled a giant smile onto her features.
"Oh, yes! I have an appointment with Yuriko Yoshida-san, I am Saionji Tomoe, nope, but I want to be her friend!" She answered in order, thankful she had managed to change her alias and convince the office that she was tired of being associated with someone famous.
"Uwah?! You are going to meet Misa-Misa's manager?!" The overzealous girl was grating on K's last nerve and starting to irritate Kat.
"Um, Tomo-chan is not allowed to tell, so shush! But I am going to partner up with Misa-Misa!" She whispered to the girl, winking and adding another smile. Kat thanked the heaven's that she had researched all of this or else she would have blown her cover by trying to have an intelligent conversation.
"Ah! I wish you the best than Tomo-chan! The room is just down the hall!" The girl waved on, throwing a fist in the air, eerily reminding Kat of the Go Fish game Lawliet was teaching her about.
She nodded and saluted the receptionist, "Aa, Receptionist-chan!" And with that she began walking down the hall.
Kat knocked on the door softly before opening it, peering around it with her green eyes, "Ah! Tomo-chan is here! Are you Yoshida-san?" She questioned, looking away from the blonde model that she recognized from the profile and towards the older woman.
"Yes, yes, you must be Saionji Tomoe, previously named Iida Kaori," She drawled on, taking out a file from her to-oh papers.
Kat walked in, nodding. "Yes! But I go by Tomo-chan! It sounds better!" She said, sitting down next to the other model.
K switched with her for a second, sending a glare toward's the manager. She had not gotten into the agency by foolishness; she had to flaunt money in a few people's faces and pull out a few weapons, leading her to scaring them into letting her get the modeling job. Even if she might or might not meet up to the standards.
Yoshida noticed this and a shuddered.
"Is something wrong, Yoshida-san?" She asked, leaning forward.
The older woman shook her head. "No, Tomo-chan, just noticing how well your college life would fit in with modeling," Yoshida lied through her teeth. "very flexible schedules. I am sure Misa would love to work with you!"
K eyed the woman, it seemed that she was no longer the only actress in the room.
"Hai! Misa-Misa would love to work with Tomo-chan! When is the first photo shoot?" The blonde said enthusiastically, jumping to her feet, grabbing Kat's hand in the process.
"We have one now, and we have released on the internet about the silver haired girl named 'Tomo-chan' so you should be fairly popular, Tomo-chan."
Kat cringed slightly, looking at her silver dyed locks from the corner of her eye.
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Kat walked to the hotel, a dead tired look on her youthful features. She trudged into the hotel, mumbling a "I'm home" and bowing before heading to the bathroom. She needed to re-dye her hair again.
She felt bushed after being pulled and yanked everywhere. And no, she was not physically tired, by more so tired of the cheerful façade she had to keep up. K just wanted to destroy it and never use it again while Kat just bore with it, even if her smiling muscles ached.
She towel dried her hair as she heard the doors to the hotel room close and thumping footsteps reach outside the bathroom.
"How did it go?" Lawliet asked her. He did not miss how tired she had looked.
"Horrible," He heard the muffled reply, followed by the shutting and opening of drawers. She must have been looking for a comb or something.
"Really? What do you mean by horrible?"
"Horrible: adjective and or noun, meaning very bad, unpleasant, unsightly, sufficiently frightening, distressing, shocking as to provoke horror, or unkind, rude; ill-mannered," She defined.
"No, I mean, what circumstances were provided for you to claim it as 'horrible'?" He bit his thumb, leaning against the wall next to the door.
There was a pause.
"Between the vibrancy of the overzealous ignoramuses, the lack of intelligent conversation and the perky-façade? I would have to say it was a combination," She said darkly, opening the door and walking out in her standard bandages and a pair of sweat pants.
"Yes, that would be horrific," He said, nodding his head. "However, when I asked how it went, I was referring to was your self-appointed mission a success?"
Kat nodded, "Forgive me, being around babbling morons all day must have caused my IQ to drop a few points. It was perfect, she invited me to watch movies with her sometime this week."
With that she excused herself and went to go take a nap on the couch.
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It was three days later when the Kira tapes were aired. The whole of the task force was sitting in front of monitors with Lawliet and Kat, both of which had a variety of snacks splayed before them. Kat twirled her hair while taking a bite out of a chocolate bar, causing Lawliet to think of a strange mixture of Near (the twirling and her hair was dyed silver) and Mello (the almost style of the hair and the chocolate bar), he shuttered at the thought of the last time all of them were in a room together.
Kat noticed Lawliet's odd actions and gave him a curious look.
"It is highly unfortunate that the police have said 'no' to my offer." The Second Kira said, Kat automatically associating Misa to this tape. The task force listened from the hotel room. "However, I expect news reports to continue featuring criminals as before, or else I will have to pass judgment on people in the police and media."
"But... since the police have decided to oppose me, that alone will not do. As a penalty, I will take the life of the director-general of the NPA, which has formed a task force to find and capture me– or as the alleged mastermind leading this task force, known only as L."
K rolled her eyes, wondering why it was fine and dandy to ignore someone who had publicly announced that she was an assassin for the government, working for L and therefore making her an asset to the 'mastermind.'
"The director-general or L– which will it be? You have four days to decide who will be sacrificed for the loss of a peaceful and just world." Kat placed her head in her hand, biting more chocolate off.
"I know the face of the director general, and could easily take his life. But if L is chosen instead he is to appear on Sakura TV in four days, on the six pm news, and speak for a ten minute period. I will be the judge of whether the person shown is L."
"If I determine the person is not L, I will take the lives of several police chiefs worldwide as compensation. Lying to me will cost you dearly. I will say this yet again– I do not want to take the lives of innocent people."
"You have four days. Think it over, and think well."
Kat leaned back, mumbling about human incompetency, for once agreeing with K.
"Yagami-san, I believe that you should go check in with the NPA and see what conclusion they might come up with," Kat said, getting up and looking towards the task force with her neon eyes.
"Yes, Kokoro," he agreed, leaving off with the task he had been given.
They all remained lounging about, Matsuda occasionally pointing out how Misa-Misa and Tomo-chan looked so good together in magazines. Lawliet then started throwing more halfhearted glares his way, causing Kat to tilt her head and ask innocently what was bothering her partner.
Yagami-san walked in the door and sat down on the couch sighing heavily.
"How did it go, chief?" Aizawa asked.
"Just as I thought, Ryuuzaki... world leaders have talked it over among themselves, and... they're demanding that L... not a stand-in but the real L... appear on TV... after doing almost nothing to help with the investigation, they don't even try to come up with an alternative. Kira says jump, they ask how high..." Yagami-san answered.
"Their decision is both right and reasonable." Lawliet said, "it's simply unacceptable for the police to work with Kira. And if it's between me and the NPA director general, of course it should be me. I'm the one who challenged Kira and said I'd capture him. It's the right decision."
"But... that means you'll... be..." Matsuda tried to say, but we all knew already.
"What worries me more is that when I appear on TV, and I intend to... if Kira knows nothing about me, then even if it's really me out there... how do get him to believe I'm L?" he wondered.
"You've got a point..." Matsuda agreed.
"Hey..." Aizawa objected.
"Well, I'll do what I can to make him believe me... but if I fail, and police chiefs around the world get killed as a result... that's what bothers me." Lawliet said. "It'll be quite hard, proving that I'm L... I really don't know how Kira intends to figure it out..."
K sighed, voicing dropping to a lower pitch, "This is where the human incompetency I was mentioning earlier comes into play, this Kira is an airhead that does not think things through all the way, for all they know, L could be anywhere from a hobo-like persona to a well bred business human. It all depends on what this human tends to imagine L as…and we are certainly no mind-readers," she trailed off, crossing her arms irritably.
"Ok, wait! What do you mean this Kira?" Aizawa asked.
K looked at the task forces baffled faces and gritted her teeth. The whole human race was full of idiots.
"Use your heads, would the Kira we encountered earlier on have murdered people because of being drug addicts or something? Not setting a good example? And it is a rhetorical question Matsuda," She added the last part scathingly. (A/N: I have nothing against Matsuda, this is just how my character came out when I outlined her personalities) "Not to mention this one only needs a face to kill." "So, based on that you believe this Kira is a fake?" Yagami-san asked.
"No, not a fake. This Kira clearly has the same powers as the real one; I think she's more of a second Kira." K answered, ear twitching.
"What?! A second Kira?!"
"Yes, or that's what I deduced at any rate..." K shrugged.
Kat took over, opting to take her leave and take refuge in the bedroom from the task force, wanting to have a nice conversation with O and P.