Continuation

It was the morning of my first day of 'working' for Light. To be honest. I wasn't looking forward to it. I threw up last night, scaring the shit out of my dad. The movie we were watching sent me over the edge, so it was no wonder why I vomited. I hadn't seen Ryuk since that day at the coffee shop. That was only two days ago. Since then. It's been quiet when I'm alone. Light had to set up this whole elaborate plan so I wouldn't be suspected of anything. So for the past two days I've been following him around like some stalker chick. Literally though. He said that I had to stalk him for two days. Pain in my ass is what he is. Going from my school to his on a bike... Not fun! My car broke down when Janice had to use it, so I have to repair it in my 'spare time' which is never. School. Stalk. Work. Homework. Bed. That's it. It was starting to take its toll on me.

The good part was having my dad home at last. I spent most of my 'homework' time chatting with him, bringing him up to date with my life. I did not dare tell him about the whole bullying issue, or the fact I picked up a note book that lets me kill people. He didn't say much, just smiled, and added the occasional, 'yeah? cool. Yes.' Its really what I needed. Somebody that I could finally talk to, and trusted. Life seemed to be getting back to normal. However. Having Light hanging over my head, and the Deathnote was far from normal.

So. Here I 'am. Standing outside some huge hotel like building. Light gave me a run down of where all the security cameras were, and the time schedule of the people. Piece of cake. I walked in through the front door, seeing the front desk was empty like Light said. I didn't dare look around, instead I just pushed the fake glasses up the bridge of my nose, taking a step in. Head straight for the elevator, don't look around. straight for the elevator. I inhaled a breath, heading to the elevator like Light told me. I stepped over the light that was supposedly at the bottom of the elevator door. Click the second floor button, it will actually bring you up to the eighth floor. From there. Head straight down the hall, staying on the right side. I clicked the button, hoping this would work. The doors slammed shut quickly., shooting upwards. It jerked to a halt, almost knocking me over. When the doors opened, low and behold. Ryuk stood before me.

"Hey Nyla! Long time no see, don't let me stop you, remember! Cameras!" He chuckled. I blinked, then headed into the hall, down the right side. "Light said there's some sort of panel on the floor there that will trip an alarm. Oh! He forgot to mention to shift to the left half way down the hall here!" YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME. How long have I been walking down here? I can't turn around to look, I'm still being watched. I stared at the end of the hall. It must be like ten steps away. So.. I've probably taken six steps... I sucked in a sharp breath, hoping at that my assumption was correct, I crossed over to the left side, continuing down the hall. Nothing tripped. No alarm. I DID IT! STICK THAT IN YOUR JUICE BOX AND SUCK IT!

I pushed on the door, entering a suite. It was oddly quiet in here, and it did not sit well with me. Did Light set me up? Why would he do that? He is KIRA isn't he? He has to be. He can see Ryuk! So what is going on?! I stepped further inside, spotting a black haired young man sitting in a chair, staring at some monitors of computers. I pushed the bridge of the fake glasses up, gulping.

"I see you knew how to get passed the security..." The man spoke. He turned on his seat, his thumb on the bottom of his lip, his black beady eyes staring at me. He stood from his chair, slouching his way over to me. If he stood up straight, he would be taller than me, but we were the same height thanks to his slouch. "So.. Who told you about this place?" Straight to the point.

"No one. I did not think there was security in this place," I answered smoothly. YES! WAY TO GO!

"Hmm.." He inspected me, walking around me in a circle. I didn't like the sudden attention. It made me stand up straighter. "I see you don't like being under the gaze of someone else. Am I correct?" I wanted to narrow my eyes at him, put my hands on my hips or something! But I just stood there.

"You are not wrong there. I do not like so much attention."

"More covert work then hmm?" Did he think I was some sort of spy?

"I am not a spy, nor am I an enemy. Ryuzaki." Light told me that was his 'cover' name.

"So which was it then? That told you about me and this place?" Shit... Why did I say his fake name? Way to go me..

"Would you believe me if I said Watori?" I raised an eyebrow at him. Why was this guy so expressionless? It's kind of unnerving, not to mention damn right annoying. Well this certainly kept his mouth shut. Finally. I had the upper hand. "The Whammy Foundation..? Co-founder, yes?" Still no answer. Thank you wittiness and computer geek skills.

"A reporter then? How did a reporter find their way in here...? Unless you are directly involved with KIRA, and are acting as a spy on his behalf." Holy shit. This guy can really get in your head. Now was not the time to let him psych me out.

"A reporter? Spy? You have a very active imagination, Ryuzaki. I am from the Whammy House. I was sent here to get some details from you about the case." He still wouldn't relax, at least I think, nor would he show any emotion of what he was thinking. He was just pissing me off. I just wanted to punch him right in the nose to get a reaction from him. Though I don't know how well that would go. Whatever.

"I have nothing further to say." So he was from the Whammy House, and he was sharing information with the people there. Unless he is just telling me this so I could be 'satisfied' with the answer and relay it back to KIRA. Supporting his theory of my being a spy for KIRA. Which is true, but I ain't telling him that.

"Really? We felt though that it was too vague. And that you know more than you really are letting on. You have an idea who KIRA is, don't you?"

"Which part?" he asked. What?

"What?" I questioned stupidly, only after did I realize what he was asking, but it was too late.

"Which part was too vague?" Shit. He could be just saying this to get me to think that he did say something. He probably is just saying that. He doesn't seem like the type to blab to just anyone. Unless it was to his benefit. However. He could be telling the truth. In that case... I'm screwed. Fuck.

Been a while since I've been on. I've been extremely busy. New job and exams constantly don't help.