Kat bristled slightly as she saw her reflection in the mirror, for once being able to ignore the object itself and pay attention to what it revealed on its shiny planes. A douse of blue was displayed across her cheeks, a coat of gray lipstick on her lips with azure shadows on her eyelids, white mascara on her. She had dyed her hair white today for this very purpose. And of course, they had forced her to put on neon blue contacts (since the lighter shades only managed to dull her green eyes).
The magazine in which she and Misa were doing a shoot for today wanted to emphasize something about the seasons. Of course, they came up with the "brilliant" idea of having both upcoming (though Kat refused to say it aloud) models representing a season along with two other minor models that worked for the magazine.
K all but nearly through a fit when they suggested going with a 1850s English look, ("Ah, Tomo-chan doesn't think that would look good with my skin," She had answered, her bubbly persona making it less harsh than the words K was snarling and how Kat was innocently eyeing the lace high neck collar.) she refused the traditional geisha garb, the Chinese cheongsam that was a nice shade of powder blue but then came something that actually caught her eye.
It was something similar to what she would normally wear but with obvious differences. It was a fairly white ensemble with only light blue stitching and embroidering setting the colors apart. The bodice was sleek and made out of some sort of satin fabric, a small little "V" cut out across the top to show at least some cleavage, the skirt was fluffy and puff out a bit then splitting into feathery wisps. It was all tied together by white lace up, thigh high boots that were only a shade lighter than her own ivory skin. As soon as she had pointed it out to the set manager, he had agreed heartily.
She threw in a genuine smile and took it off the rack but was interrupted by a small woman fumbling around nervously, with massive thick framed glasses. Kat tilted her head, waiting for her to talk.
"Thank you- for picking my- costume, -Tomoe-sama," She stuttered, looking to her sneakers more than anything. Kat grinned childishly a bit before leaning in and whispering in the girl's ear. "It really is better than any of the other drab garments they tried to put on me…" She trailed off, waiting for a name.
"Oh, I'm Maria Johnson, I am studying abroad from America," she had added, eyes seeming to brighten up.
"Well, it was nice meeting the person who made such a beautiful ensemble, I shall look forward to wearing more of them in the future," It was painfully obvious that Kat was in control and being the kind and more civil of the personas.
"Tomo-chan! Hurry up1 we need to finish this by three o'clock!" Someone yelled as many stage hands all but herded Kat into a changing room.
Kat had given the set a critical eye as she stepped onto it. Snow was falling ever so softly onto the faux marble balcony. The rest was a green screen since they were going to add a picture of some random white blanketed mountain.
Kat gave many poses but remained with the sorrowful look that the director wanted, occasionally sneaking in a soft look as she half look up at the roof. They had mentioned in passing about maybe making it a full moon scene.
She quickly had to change out of her clothes and put on her fur lined parka, tube top, cargoes, massive sunglasses. She had managed to find a pair of black combat boots as well. The outfit she had on for the set in a paper bag along with a card from Maria Johnson.
Now she was practically running through dank and dark alleys, enjoying the small exert of energy as opposed to the stiff job she had imposed upon herself.
She walked in coolly into the hotel and proceeded towards the elevator, to keep up pretenses even if she loathed the machines. The ride up annoyed her, with being able to hear all the creaks and cracks and the hollow sound the thing made as it moved up the shaft. She almost gave a sigh of relief as she got out, walking towards the door of the hotel and letting herself in.
She pulled off her head band and promptly made her way over to Lawliet, snatching a chocolate truffle off of the table.
"Hello to you too, Kokoro, how was it?" Lawliet asked sarcastically.
She leapt from where she was to the couch, settling herself in. "Well, if you must know, they forced me into many a horrendous outfits before I decided on hat I wanted to wear. I think it will be in the issue of Eighteen magazine this time," She muttered, grabbing another random sweet off of the table. She really did not care what it was. Her philosophy on food was that, naturally, if Lawliet eats it, then it is fairly sweet, and therefore fine in her book.
"On that note, care to elaborate on the happenings thus far?" She asked, trying to mimic his tone of voice.
Lawliet, she noticed, was avoiding her eyes and person all together, preferring to dash it towards the monitors or floor instead. "We have managed to convince Light to come over to examine the Kira tapes, please do not scrutinize him too much, we do not wish to frighten him." Translation: make sure you observe his every move inconspicuously. K surmised.
"Oh yes, yes, I assure you I will not, however, I wonder how he should react to certain other aspects," She said, waving her hand casually. I will make sure that he doesn't notice, what about my ears and tail?
"Ah, surely he would be a bit surprised if he were to find out," He replied, once more avoiding her eyes. Don't show them, "Maybe we should inform Watari," That last statement had nothing to do with Watari. It meant, Maybe we should tell the task force that we wish for no one else to find out you are part cat or of your physical aspects.
K nodded, getting up and blankly drawling on to the rest about what was to happen involving her when Light came.
The whole conversation was said in code for a reason. She had confided in Lawliet last night that her patience with the humans was wavering, and how they constantly doubted and protested to the decisions they made.
She turned on her heel and caught Lawliet's eyes. Kat tilted her head, wondering airily if her blonde wig was that disgusting. Oh! That's what it is! She quickly pulled off the wig and popped out her contacts, tossing the latter into the nearest garbage can.
"Mistakes like that will get you killed idiot," K muttered, referring to Kat.
"I know, do shut up," Kat said testily, walking over back to sit next to Lawliet. Unknown to her, he had heard the entire discussion and was separating both personas out.
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Light arrived at the door, in somewhat of a business attire. Does he lounge around in that uncomfortable…what do the people say this day and age? Oh, in that getup? She noted, stacking a bunch of sugar cubes along side Lawliet.
"Thank you, Yagami-kun." Lawliet said as he crossed the room.
"Not at all, Ryuga. I want to catch Kira as much as you do." Even Kat sensed the false waves of determination rolling off of him.
"Please call me Ryuuzaki here." Lawliet requested.
"I am Kokoro," She refused to get up from her perch.
"I'm Matsui."
"I'm Aihara."
"And I'm Asahi..."
"I see... then should I be 'Raito Asahi'?" Light asked.
"That would be fine. I will call you Raito-kun here." L answered.
"So the investigation team is only five members...?" Light asked, taking a look around the room furtively.
"No, we have other trusted members on the outside." Lawliet stated, turning to go back to where Kat was now sipping on a milkshake.
She silently offered him the strawberry one then continued the reply. "Among them is one that only Ryuuzaki and I can contact, but surely you can understand our reasoning, Light-kun." She said softly, holding her cup with both hands (save the thumb since she detested it) looking at the cheery on the top cross-eyed.
"Yes, that would make sense, Kokoro-san," He nodded to emphasize the fact.
"Now, how about we get right down to things?" he suggested, "Would you take a look at the evidence we've gathered, and the unreleased tape that was sent to the TV station? Understand that taking the documents out of this room or making notes is strictly prohibited."
Kat kept her eyes on him, letting her instincts take hold and noting every emotion she felt radiating off of him: disgust, fear, determination and anticipation. He watched the videos silently under the examination of both prodigies. Once the tapes were over and done with (which was approximately six deserts between Lawliet and Kat) both Kat and Lawliet simultaneously asked what Light thought of the tapes: eerily making the task force think of evil twins.
Though of course, Light ignored that and got straight to the chase. "Hm? There must be more than one person with Kira's powers.
"K-Kira's powers?! What do you mean Light?" Yagami-san asked.
"At the very least, there's a high chance that this isn't the same Kira. Up till now, Kira wouldn't use suspects like this to show he can predict their deaths." Light answered.
"It's the same..." Aizawa seemed shocked.
"Exactly the same as L... I mean Ryuuzaki's reasoning..." Matsuda agreed. Kat sighed, once more feeling left out.
"And it remains the same, I am always forgotten…what a cruel fate…" She muttered, starting on a dish of vanilla ice cream, the epitome of a sullen child.
"Yes, actually, it was Kokoro that came up with that…all on her own, she is the one that is in charge of capturing this Kira, she has already begun her investigation of a suspect," Lawliet helped her out a bit.
"Actually, the percentage is only 11 percent until I can find any concrete evidence," She pointed out, twirling her hair again.
"So you knew, Ryuga... I mean Ryuuzaki, Kokoro-san? You were testing me?" Light asked.
"It wasn't a test." Kat corrected him, "if I was the only one who came up with a second Kira theory, then it wouldn't be persuasive. With you also thinking the same thing, the theory is greatly strengthened. You really are a great help, Light-kun." No matter how much you make me want to kill you with my own claws. K leered viciously.
"Then it's decided." Lawliet said, "First we must stop the second Kira. He's clearly on Kira's side, and not very bright. He may respond to a message from the real Kira. If a second Kira doesn't exist then it's meaningless, but it's still worth a try. We need to be thinking about how to deal with the real Kira, but we must focus on this first."
"Impressive, Ryuuzaki." Light said, "I was just thinking that was the best option..."
"And for this, Light-kun... I want you to play the part of the real Kira!" Lawliet requested, even if it sounded more like a demand to everyone else.
"M...me?" Light asked, either he was surprised about the fact that Lawliet had said it so blatantly or that they wanted him to say anything at all to the other Kira. Kat was still unsure of which.
"Yes, it should be easy with your abilities." Lawliet answered, "We don't have much time, will you please write up a message from the real Kira that we can use during tonight's news?" They all new he was just being polite by asking.
"Matsui-san, I need a high quality 'Kira' image that will make him look real. Aihara-san, prepare the dubbing machine. Asahi-san, contact all the TV stations and reserve a ten-minute block every hour starting at seven tonight." Lawliet instructed.
"Yes."
"Understood." Came confirmations.
Kat took to a corner of the room, sitting in a corner so that she could see everybody from a better vantage point. "If you should need any help with the script, Light-kun, I could be of assistance," Kat offered silently, licking the back of her spoon.
"Sure, Kokoro-san," He said, searching around for paper and pen. Kat sighed and inched over to him, handing him the necessary materials. "Here, and I insist you drop the '-san' it unnerves me to be called as such."
A few minutes later, Light got up and showed the script, one of which Kat had not even looked at since Light was audacious enough to not even question aspects about. This only furthered her suspicion of him.
"It's very well done but... if we don't take out this 'but you can kill L' part... I'll die." Lawliet pointed out.
"Ha ha. Well, when I thought about it from Kira's point of view, I figured he'd definitely want L dead in this situation." Light explained, "It was just a joke, fix that up as you see fit."
Kat shook her head disbelievingly, he wanted to get away with that and it was painfully obvious.
"Yes. Aihara-san, the script is ready. Here you are." Lawliet said, handing the paper to Aizawa.
"Right." Aizawa said as he left the room.
A few hours passed of listless talking and assumptions, ones that either Kat took no part in or K shot down mercilessly, not caring if she seemed pompous.
Then the seven o'clock news came around and Kat took it upon herself to do the most tedious task of turning the television on.
"I am Kira." A synthesized voice said if anyone was blind or something along those lines. "I am the true Kira. And the creator of the video shown on Sakura TV is not Kira."
"At this time, I will show leniency to the person who claimed to be me by assuming he did it out of an attempt to help me achieve my goals. However, killing and threatening the lives of innocent police officers goes against my will. It only causes chaos and interferes with my desire for the people to understand my purpose."
"If the person who claimed to be me emphasizes with my goals and wishes to assist me, then I ask that they first try to understand my will. If they do not heed my warning and continue to act in this manner, then I will be forced to pass judgment on him."
A few minutes after it ended, Kat got a call on her private cell phone. "Tomo-chan! Do you want to come over to my apartment tomorrow? Misa wants to tell you something!" The high pitch voice said enthusiastically.
Kat mouthed Misa to the task force before replying equally enthusiastically. "Uwah!" Kat glared at Lawliet and the rest as they seemed to have to stifle laughter. "Tomo-chan would love to go to Misa-Misa's home! When can I come over?"
"At five? That way you can stay with Misa for a long time!"
"Hmm, that sounds great, but," She dragged it out. "Tomo-chan needs to be home by seven!" The laughter seemed to become harder for the task force to hold in since most were turning red unlike Lawliet who was chuckling good-humoredly.
"That's fine! See you at the auditions tomorrow Tomo-chan!"
"Bye bye!" (A/N: Which coincidentially is "Bai Bai" in Japanese, go figure).
As soon as Kat shut the phone, she muttered profanties under her breath. "Damn!"
"What's wrong?" Lawliet asked, being the polite best friend he was.
"Oh, I just conveniently forgot about my audition with Misa tomorrow for some film, and she had to remind me," It was obvious that the whining, snarling person was K this time since Kat actually did not mind being a model and celebrity.
Maddy: Okay, I refuse to budge on this one, I want to reach at least 50 reviews or better before I get the next chapter out. And since I apparently will have an infinite amount of time because of Hurricane Ike and stuff, you can determine that I will at least have 16 and maybe 17 ready to put up as soon as the internet is put back on (if the power happens to go out again). So, this is my way of saying REVIEW!