Entry one
Kira Investigation Log
December 18th, 2003
FBI Agent, Raye Penber
7:30 am First day tailing Light Yagami, son of police Chief Soichiro Yagami. Yagami junior seems to be a normal, if exceptionally bright, high school student. He seems to love his mother and tease his sister. Father is working often. Will report on school activity at end of the day.
4:00 pm Yagami seems withdrawn from classmates. Could be a sign of guilt, or simply normal teenage drama. Warrants further investigation.
Thought I saw someone else tailing Yagami earlier, but I'm sure that I'm the only one assigned to tail him. May have been my imagination, but I'm not willing to dismiss it.
5:30 pm I'm sure now, someone was following Light Yagami—they're now following me. Were they following me from the beginning? Were they originally following Yagami, but switched targets when they noticed me? I don't want to risk exposing the investigation, but I can't lose this guy without losing Light. I might have to confront him.
Raye Penber tucked his small notebook into his coat pocket and extracted his cell phone, pressing the speed dial. He hadn't expected to have to do this so soon, but...
"What are you doing reporting at a time like this, Agent Penber? You should be investigating Light Yagami."
Raye Penber's tail cursed under his breath as the man spoke into the cell phone. "He's probably reporting to a superior. He must have seen me. He must be eliminated, but I don't know his name, damn it..." He looked hopelessly at the notebook clutched in his hands. "God, help me..." Mikami pleaded.
"I don't know about God," Ryuk began cautiously, "but you could always make the eye deal."
"The eye deal?" Mikami asked.
"Yeah," Ryuk nodded. "Trading for the shinigami eyes allows the human to see the name and lifespan of any human simply by looking at their face."
"I was tailing Light Yagami," Raye said quietly into the phone, glancing around for anyone who looked like they could be watching him. "Earlier in the day, I thought I saw someone else tailing him. No one else was assigned to him, were they?"
"No. Are they still tailing him?"
"And what do you want for them? More apples?" Mikami asked quickly, greedily. Ryuk chuckled.
"No. The price for the eyes is..." Ryuk paused dramatically. "Half of your remaining life span."
"Done. Give me the shinigami eyes."
"No, they're tailing me. I'm calling to report because I think I'll have to confront the tail soon, and anything could happen then."
"You're brave, Penber. Go ahead, then. Be careful—you've got a girl waiting for you."
Raye smiled. Naomi. "Yeah. I'll report after I'm done."
"Wh- really? Just like that, no questions, no bargaining, no nothing?"
"What is there to question?" Mikami asked fervently, taking out a pen and removing the cap. "If I can sacrifice this small thing to repair the mistakes I've made in the eyes of my God, then I will do so gladly. Now give me the eyes."
Ryuk chuckled and shrugged. "If you say so."
"Good luck."
"Goodbye, sir."
"Raye Penber," Mikami muttered under his breath, blinking through the light red haze of his eyes. "Raye Penber!" He repeated more loudly, stepping out of the alley to catch the man's attention. The man stiffened and turned slowly, hand moving to touch the pocket of his suit.
"Who are you?" Penber asked cautiously, glancing around for witnesses. The street was empty. "How do you know my name?"
Mikami flipped open the Death Note, pen hovering over the page. "I am a servant of God," Mikami responded, smiling a little too widely. "Now, if you don't want to die, Raye Penber, you will tell me why you are following Light Yagami."
"Are you threatening me?" Penber's hand slipped inside his jacket. Mikami glanced at his watch. 5:42. It looked like he would be doing this the hard way. He put pen to paper and wrote, Raye Penber, dies of a heart attack on Decmber 18th at 6:30 pm. He tells the truth unconditionally until he dies. "What are you writing? Put your hands up!" Penber moved to draw his gun and Mikami quickly scrawled, He is nonviolent and docile prior to his death. He follows orders unconditionally prior to his death. He held his breath as the seconds ticked by in what seemed like slow motion. Raye Penber drew his gun, leveled it at Mikami's chest, eyes narrowed. 3...2...1...
The tension in Penber's shoulder's relaxed, and the man put his gun away. "What is your name?" Mikami asked experimentally.
"Raye Penber." The man replied dutifully.
Good, Mikami though, but information that I already had. Let's see if he'll give me something I don't know... "Why were you following Light Yagami?"
"I was ordered to." Mikami sniffed disapprovingly. Vague.
"Why were you ordered to investigate Light Yagami?"
"He's a suspect in the Kira investigation." Mikami almost dropped the notebook in shock.
"What?" He snapped. "How? Why is Light Yagami a suspect?"
"He is the son of Police Chief Soichiro Yagami."
This got more and more confusing. "Is he the only suspect?"
"No."
"Who else is suspected?"
"Over one hundred other people with connections to the police."
"Why are the police suspected? Who is investigating them?"
"Kira seems to have access to police information. The FBI is investigating the Japanese National Police Agency by L's request."
Mikami froze. How did they know that he had seen the notes on the Kira investigation? "How do you know Kira has access to police information?"
"I don't know."
Damn it. "How many more FBI agents are in Japan?"
"11 others, 12 including me."
"What are their names?"
"I don't know."
"Do you know what they look like?"
"No."
"Do you know the name and face of the person in charge of all 12 of you?"
"Yes."
Mikami hissed in displeasure. He couldn't believe his blunder, and now he would have to let this infidel touch God's gift. But he had no choice. He left a blank space in the note before writing dies of a heart attack after e-mailing a file containing the names and faces of all of the FBI agents in Japan to Ra- he hesitated, thinking. If the file was sent only to Penber, it would look suspicious. He crossed out the beginnings of Raye's name and instead wrote each of the FBI agents in Japan.
"Here," He growled, thrusting the notebook and pen into Penber's hands. "Write the name of your superior here."
Raye blinked momentarily, then obediently scrawled the superior's name in the notebook.
"Check your e-mail now," Mikami ordered, tapping his foot impatiently as Raye extracted his laptop from his bag, balancing it obediently on his arm. He hovered awkwardly behind Penber, watching as the computer booted up and the man opened his e-mail. "Open the top e-mail." Penber clicked open the file, and Mikami immediately scrawled the names and faces of each of the agents. "Good." He checked his watch. That had taken less time than he was expecting. It was only a little before 6:00, and Penber wasn't due to die for another half an hour. "Leave. Don't talk to anyone."
Raye Penber nodded and walked away. Mikami watched him until he disappeared around the corner.
Raye Penber, controlled though he was by the Death Note, still had a semblance of his mind left. With Kira's vague orders—because even out of it, it was clear that that man was Kira—Raye was able to direct himself to the hotel he was staying in with Naomi. Once he was out of sight, he ran there at top speed, unable to even apologize to the citizens he ended up knocking out of the way. He glanced at his watch as he sprinted up the stairs. 6:12. He didn't have much time.
He reached the hotel door, fumbling with the lock until he got it open, and bursting loudly into the hotel room. Naomi made a noise of surprise from where she was curled in an armchair, reading a detective novel. "Raye? What's going on, I thought you weren't supposed to be back until late?"
Raye stared helplessly at Naomi, making desperate gestures with his hands. Follows orders unconditionally, he wrote. Give me an order, Naomi, tell me to talk to you, override his last- "Raye! What's wrong- Talk to me!"
Raye took in a large breath of air and rushed out, "The other FBI agents are dead. So is my superior. Kira killed them. He found me following-"
"Raye, what?-You can't be telling me this!"
"Quiet, Naomi, I'm going to die at 6:30 and you need to get this information to L!" Raye shouted, and Naomi fell quiet instantly, eyes wide and tearful. "He found me following Light Yagami, was shocked that we suspected him, was surprised and angry that we knew that he had access to police information. He wrote something in a notebook- Raye Penber dies of a heart attack on December 18th at 6:30 pm. He tells the truth unconditionally until he dies. He is nonviolent and docile prior to his death. He follows orders unconditionally prior to his death. He can control people before they die, Naomi. He used me to kill my superior and to get him to send the names and faces of the FBI agents in Japan to each FBI agent in Japan. He must need a name and a face to kill. He wrote the names of all of the agents, they're probably already dead by now." He gripped Naomi's hands, brushing his fingers over the engagement ring on her finger. "You've worked with L before, he'll listen to you. You need to get this information to him as soon as possible, no matter what. Be careful if you go through the police. Light Yagami is the son of the police chief, who is also the head of the Kira Task Force. They might not be in leagues with each other, but Kira seemed unusually preoccupied with Light Yagami, and he somehow has access to police information." Raye checked his watch. 6:24. "I think that's all. Any questions?"
"Oh, Raye..." She buried her head in his shoulder, taking a deep breath and wrapping her arms around her tightly.
"Wait," Raye murmured, drawing back lightly to extract the small notebook he had been writing in before. Naomi looked at it warily. "These are the notes I took earlier today when following Light Yagami."
Naomi took the notebook gently, then wrapped herself around Raye again. "I love you," she whispered softly, squeezing him tightly as she felt a tear slide down her cheek.
"I love you, too," Raye said, placing a kiss on her forehead. Naomi shook her head and tilted upwards, kissing Raye hard. It was a long kiss, sloppy and wet and fueled by grief and anger. Raye finally broke it, pulling away gently and leaning his forehead against hers. He smiled sadly. "Be safe."
Raye's hands tightened into a bruising grip on Naomi's arms, and she sobbed as he closed his eyes, jaw tight. He shuddered for a moment, then loosened his grip. He fell.
Naomi Misora collapsed to the floor next to her fiance's body and cried.