#65 Secret

Mogi didn't have many vices, not that he could name, anyway. Certainly nothing that would put off young women from dating the policeman. Oh, there was the mild obsession with robotics, and a slight problem with expressing any emotion, but otherwise he was fairly confident he was a good man.

And lately he was discovering that he had the patience of a saint.

"Mochi-chi!" Misa Amane whined. "I'm bored! I wanna go see Light!"

Mogi sighed and continued to deal the cards for what had to be the thousandth game of snap. "I told you Misa, Light is very busy right now, he wishes he could see you more but the case is very close to being finished." He frowned as he lied through his teeth to the young girl.

Where was the justice? This poor, pretty little creature, desperately in love with a man who was happily and fairly publicly cheating on her… and Mogi was having to lie for the little punk.

Mogi had never liked Light. Not that he'd ever said so, but he'd always felt uneasy around the chief's son.

Except there was no chief anymore, was there?

Mogi shook his head to himself. He couldn't keep thinking about this, it was disloyal to the chief's memory to be suspicious of Light… at least while there was still no proof beyond the gut feelings of a few cops.

The doorbell jangled cheerfully, bringing him back to his senses. With a sigh he headed to the door and opened it.

A young man with a toolbox stood on the stoop, smiling innocently and easily under a mop of red hair, thick, tinted glasses covering his eyes. His uniform bore the name of an electrical company. He grinned and stubbed out his cigarette on the wall of the house.

"Hey, we've had some complaints about power surges in the area, gotta check the wiring in all the houses on this street."

It was so damn plausible. And the guy was a damn fine actor, keeping up the conversation as the stoic Mogi led him inside.

"Yeah, the boss thought it was the external line but now he doesn't know what it is." He added in such a convincing voice. "Where's the fuse box? Under the stairs?" he asked, kneeling and opening the door anyway.

Mogi sighed and leant on the wall, letting his mind wander while the repairman did his job. After all, Light's instructions were only to protect Misa, not forbid any guy who came out to do his job, and besides, Misa had flounced off upstairs in a huff anyway, no danger of this guy seeing her…

The electricity fizzled, popped, and died. The security cameras in the house shut down.

He felt the gun before he heard the safety being flicked off with a decisive 'snck'. The cold steel pressed to the side of his head and that voice that had seemed so amicable hissed out; "First, you're going to tell the girl that I've got to run and get some supplies to fix your power… and then you're going to tell the girl you're going back to the office for something," he calmly flexed his fingers on the trigger. "and don't try anything heroic because I will shoot you."

Mogi froze. He cursed himself internally for letting his mind wander so much that he missed the gun resting in this guy's toolbox. He wondered exactly how angry Aizawa would be later.

"Misa, the repair guy says he's got to go get some more parts, he'll be back soon to fix the electricity!" he called.

Misa gave an angry shriek in response.

Mogi sighed and felt the barrel of the gun, cold and smelling of powder, press harder to his temple.

"And the rest." The man hissed.

"I'm just going to HQ to let them know what happened!" Mogi called without hesitation. Evidently this guy wasn't after Misa, he could have shot Mogi and grabbed her by now.

Two minutes later he was trussed up like a chicken and in the back of the white van. He groaned as he forced himself into a sitting position and peered at the small, white window into the drivers cab.

The man was there still, but gone was the cap, and the tinted sunglasses. It was funny how naked his face looked without them.

Mogi swallowed and decided to speak, not something he did often, he preferred to get on with things rather than ask questions.

"You're just a kid." He started.

The boy shot him a glare in the rear-view mirror and didn't respond. The van swerved slightly and Mogi fell back against the wall, knocking himself unconscious in one clean movement.

~*~*~

When he awoke, he was in darkness. So much darkness, in fact, that for a couple of seconds he wasn't sure he was blinking.

"You finally woke up then, Mr. Mogi."

That voice was different. Not the slightly smoky voice of before, this was rich and vicious, and suggested its owner spent a lot of time looking for people to shoot at.

Mogi decided it was better for him not to reply.

"I'll cut straight to it, you prefer things that way, correct?"

He nodded.

"Good. Light Yagami is Kira. We have plenty of evidence, but not the note. Now don't look so angry, we're not asking you to steal it. Something much simpler."

So, he was right about Light. Mogi wasn't that surprised, when you're a cop for a long time you get to be able to smell the evil on some people.

There was a small 'snap', Mogi recognised it as chocolate breaking and held his breath. Mello was dead; everyone had seen the explosion…

"Mr. Mogi, in the not too distant future some people will come to your house and take you and Miss. Amane to a place where you can't interfere. All we ask is that you go with them quickly and quietly and do not try to stop what is going to happen."

Mogi nodded slowly.

"This meeting is to be an utter secret. If you mention what happened today we will know and we will not hesitate… and we know ways of keeping people alive for hours and in constant pain."

Mogi nodded again, his eyes trying to focus in the dark on the two vague figures, standing in the blackness. One seemed to be whispering to the other.

Two? That was what he was up against? Two boys just barely out of their teens? And why were they doing this? Why-

Another heavy blow to his head knocked him out again.

Matt sighed, "Mello, love, why are you doing this? Helping the sheep, I mean."

Mello growled to himself and bit into the chocolate again. "No other choice now Matty… all we can do is make it easier for shee- Near to take Kira down." He sighed. "Go dump this guy somewhere near the house, and hurry back, we're going to practise target shooting."

As Matt began to move the heavy bulk of the policeman back into the van, Mello snapped, "And make sure no-one sees you! This is a secret, remember?!"

A/N: :( Not to be a bit of an attention whore but come on guys, I could really use a self-esteem boost right now, a review would be nice.