Well, in these next two chapters, we are introduced to the 12 people privileged enough to call themselves the world's greatest detectives.
WARNING: Explicit language in chapters 8 and 9, especially in 9.
Guess what? I still don't own Death Note. Gasp. I had no idea.
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8 - The World's Greatest
Maria was thoroughly displeased with her latest assignment. If you could even call this actual detective work. Her mind was racing as she stomped through the halls of The Agency.
"What, L-sama?"
"You heard me. Show our newest member around The Agency."
"Why? She's been here for six months! Shouldn't she know her way around already?"
"She does know her way around... She ju-"
"Then why?"
"Because L-sama wants me to meet the rest of you..." The girl's voice was quiet. Maria could barely hear the girl and she wasn't two feet from her.
"Think of it as a case."
"What? How?"
L smiled and walked away. "Figure it out."
Maria adored L, but hated when he did that. The she remembered something. "Wait! What's her name?"
"Ask her." L turned the corner and was gone. Maria turned to the girl.
She was slightly shorter than Maria and slightly tanner too. She had short, spiky purple-black hair. She had a babyish face with timid looking, largish blue eyes. She wore a black jean jacket and a matching pair of tight black jeans that went halfway between her knees and her ankles. Under the jacket was a black and white horizontal striped shirt. She had black boots with a half inch heel. She wore no make-up, but she didn't need to. She was pretty without it.
Maria walked slightly ahead of the girl. For some reason, unknown even to herself, she just didn't like the girl. It might have been the girl's clothes. She seems to be making some sort of statement or something... She's too damn shy for that... What the hell's she thinking? It could have been her natural beauty. Bitch thinks she's pretty, does she? It could have been the slight clunk of those boots. If those boots make that sound again... They did.
"Could you take those damn things off?!"
The girl nearly jumped out of them right there.
They walked in silence for a minute. Maria in front, in her white tennis shoes. The girl in back, with her boots and purple socks in hand. Damn bitch. She claims she doesn't like to walk around in socks when she's not wearing shoes. Bitch. She doesn't even have painted toenails. Her feet are good looking too. Damn her. Maria couldn't tell herself why she didn't like the girl. She just didn't. They had been walking for five minutes since L had tasked Maria with this girl. Maria still hadn't asked her her name...
"So, what do they call you...?"
"Maria." Maybe it's her voice that I don't like... It's too damn quiet.
"Why...?"
"I chose it after the ship the Santa Maria."
"I see..."
Silence fell between them again.
"So... Uh... How old are you...?"
"I'm 15. How 'bout you?"
"18..."
Bitch. Why is her age making me angry?
"What do they call you?"
"... I haven't decided yet... L-sama said I didn't need one until my initiation..."
Oh... I understand now. She doesn't live here yet because she hasn't been initiated yet.
"When is that?"
"Saturday..."
Two days left... I hope it sucks. Or is at least laughable. Ha!
"Have you chosen your room?"
"Yes..."
Their conversion took a different direction when they reached the third floor.
"You probably know this already, but from here to the fifth floor is the living area. The first dorm on our tour is the second on the left." They went up to the door.
"Is that smell what I think it is...?"
Maria knocked. "Yep." A young man with shoulder length blond hair opened the door.
"What do you want, runt?"
"Cool it, Mello." She walked in to his room as he glared at her. "You're barely older than I am."
"Where have you been?! I just turned 18! I'm a good two years older than you! Hey, put that back!"
"Come on, new girl!" Maria ran out of Mello's room with a small box of chocolate in one hand and the new girl in her other. She managed to slam the door in Mello's face with her foot. They slowed to a walk after they heard the thuds that signified Mello hitting the door and then floor. "Here." She offered the new girl a candy bar. "It's Hershey's." Maria looked at the box of candy with a look similar to distaste. "It always has been and always will be... So if you steal some from him, don't expect anything different."
They ate their candy bars in silence on their way to the last room on the right.
Maria knocked.
"Come in, Maria. It's open."
"OK." She turned to her charge. "He's not like Mello, so you can come in with me."
"OK..."
They went in and saw what appeared to be a small boy sitting on the floor. Everything from his curly hair to his socks was white. He sat in a manner similar to L.
"This is Near."
"I had a feeling Mello's screams were your doing."
"We brought you some chocolate."
"Heh... I don't know how often I need to tell you that I don't like chocolate."
Maria set the chocolate next to the dice tower Near was in the process of building. "Well... Last count was 7,324,783. But who's counting?"
"Apparently you. Who is your friend?"
"Um... I haven't chosen my alias yet... I'm not official for two more days..."
"Ah. Choose wisely."
"Yes. Well we'd better get going. Very busy. Bye Near."
"Bye Maria. Bye new girl."
"Bye... Near."
Maria glared at the girl. What was that? Why did her voice change? It's what happened with me when I first met Near.
They went up to the fourth floor and turned immediately to the right.
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"What is it, Tielwal-sama?"
Tielwal looked at the two standing before him. The shorter one was Airam. She was one of his favorites. She was fiercely loyal to him and was quick to take care of any dissenters.
The taller one was DY. He wasn't a true component of the plan. He was there just to take care of a problem. The end result would be the same, no matter what happened.
"I have summoned the two of you here to discuss your next assignments."
This chapter and the next one where originally the same chapter. However, I liked the end of this one and didn't like it being so long so I split them.
I thought 3,000 words divided by two would result in two even length chapters.
However, 3,000 divided by 2 is apparently 1,000. Because the next chapter is twice as long as this one.
Next Time:
"He changed the day he found that black notebook in front of The Agency. When he showed it to L, he was told not to write in it. Since then, he mostly just sits in his room, staring at the damn thing."
"Is the thing that bad?"
"We don't know. We don't even know if he's used the thing."
"Would Light disobey L-sama like that?"
"Probably not. Light and L are best friends. They play tennis together every weekend. Light usually respects L's decisions, and L respects Light's. And they were practically inseparable, at least until the notebook anyway. No, Light hasn't used the notebook. We're more worried about L disobeying his own rule."
Also, check out my new story: My Name is L?
What would happen if L forgot who he was? What would happen if he forgot about Kira's existence?
Set during the Kira investigation, right before Near and Mello show up in the series.
L loses his memory and the Task Force and Light struggle to help L recover his memory.
But will Light take advantage of the situation to further his own plans?
I'm adding chapter one tonight.
Read and review both, if it's not too much trouble.