May 28, 2011
8:29:02 PM

"I'm sorry, Light," the doctor repeated in a numb tone. "I really am."

Light smoothly put the gun away back in his pocket and got out the notebook to carry under his arm. "Well," he said while examining the Death Note over, "I'm certainly glad you came to your senses-"

A gun was cocked.

"Frankly," Mido said cooly while handling a second Beretta, "I'm glad I did, too."

L found himself smirking. Light - Kira - has just been played over. It was an interesting prospect, to say the least.

Light stared at the gun - the gun pointed at his own skull - with a trace of fear and surprise. "...Well, doctor," he muttered, "are you putting on an act for Ryuzaki, or are you just a liar?"

"A liar? I am nothing of the sort!" Mido said simply. "I said I was sorry... Which I am. I've never really wanted to kill anyone, but just because I'm sorry doesn't mean I won't."

"Kira is losing his touch," L said aloud.

With a sneer, Light kicked him. Hard.

"Stop it!" Mido shouted. "I swear to God, if you touch any more of my friends I WILL kill you with my bare hands."

Light's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You consider that-" he motioned to L, "a friend?"

Mido didn't even pretend to hesitate. "He's more of a friend then you ever were."

And although L didn't know what having a friend was like, he knew that Mido was being completely honest.

"...Shame," Light murmured. "I was thinking that there was a slight possibility I would let you live anyway, but... I don't think you deserve it." He glanced around the room, and his eyes finally settled on the notebook he had clasped under his arm. "Mido, what do you think is so special about this notebook?"

Mido eyed it cautiously. "...I haven't got the slightest idea."

But L did. "Mido-sa-" he began, but before he could finish Light interrupted him again.

"Regardless of what Ryuzaki thinks," he spat, "what do you think this notebook is for?"

Mido didn't seem to be serious, but he guessed. "Um... It's a metephor for a 'little black book'?"

Light looked nearly impressed. "You're smarter than I thought."

He slowly opened it. Mido, presumably not seeing anything other than a notebook, made absolutely no movements to stop him.

But L knew. L knew exactly what Kira was going to do. "Mido-san," he said in the loudest voice he could muster, "don't let him write in it!"

The doctor turned his attention to L on the floor. "A notebook, Ryuzaki?" He sounded confused.

"Yes, Mido, a notebook." Light said smugly.

Why isn't he stopping Kira? "Shoot him!" L practically screamed.

"Too late."

Light had scribbled a few kanji while Mido had had his attention fixed on L. He openly displayed the Death Note page to them.

三堂 健

The kanji for Takeshi Mido.