Touta Matsuda was sitting on the bench outside one of his favorite coffee shops, pondering what was going on with Light and L. Yesterday, the two had obtained new information critical to the Kira case about Light not being Kira. Matsuda was confused because he just couldn't make sense of all the information they got in just a few short hours. He was also confused because Light and L have been locked up in their quarters since the information was revealed. Watari had been ordered by L to turn all the cameras and taps to their floor off. Nobody knew what was happening. The others took this in stride, but Matsuda was starting to get annoyed. He felt information was being kept from him. Everytime he tried to ask a question, the others just replied 'shut up Matsuda' or something similar. Why wasn't he treated like an equal part of the team?
"What's eating at you?" asked a voice next to him, making Matsuda jump. He turned to face the owner.
Next to him sat a man that looked to be around his age or slightly younger. He had dark brown hair, spiked up in odd places. His eyes were nearly red in color, but Matsuda blamed the lighting. His clothing was casual, a blue t-shirt with faded jeans. Matsuda didn't know what felt so off about this man.
"How can you tell?" Matsuda responded. He was trying to figure out when the man had sat there, he couldn't have missed something like that.
The stranger let out a low chuckle, "You're sitting on a bench in the middle of Tokyo staring off into space, I just assumed something was eating at you. You may not know me, but sometimes others just need people to talk to." the stranger gave a reassuring grin to Matsuda, but he was not reassured. Nothing about this man was putting him at ease.
Still, Matsuda was frustrated and was willing to vent to anyone who was willing to listen.
"It's just that I feel like everyone looks down on me and it's just so frustrating! They don't even trust me with actual tasks. They all act like I'm an idiot, but I'm not. I'm on the same team they are," Matsuda ranted, it all flowing out before he could stop himself.
The man observed him for a moment before asking, "don't you want to make them realize your potential?"
Matsuda thought about this for a moment before replying. "Yeah, I do."
"Well, I can help you, just make a deal with me," the man said, observing Matsuda's reaction.
"What kind of deal?" Matsuda asked, intrigued.
The man shrugged, "Just a deal that you'll except my help that's all." The man stuck out his hand. "Deal?"
Matsuda regarded his outstretched hand warily, before grasping ahold of it.
"Deal."
Light was laying upside on their bed watching L doing something unusual - pace. Light felt uncomfortable at this, L never paced. It just wasn't his style. But yet here he was, walking back and forth right in front of Light's eye's. Granted, the distance was limited of the chain they once again had on, but it was starting to bother Light.
"L, would you quit that," Light said, sitting up. His head was beginning to hurt from laying down too long.
L gave him a strange glance, "Quit what?"
"Pacing."
"Light I can assure you, i'm not-"
"God damn it, yes you are now sit down and let's talk about this again."
"What can we talk about that we haven't talked about 400 times before?"
Light gave this question some thought, they had been discussing the same thing over and over again. Mostly ways they could get rid of the demon, how stupid Light has been, if there had been other demons, and how really stupid Light was. They really didn't know what they were supposed to do. L said that they would figure out a way, so he meant that he would; this entire situation is just completely out of his league. L didn't know demons existed until last night and apparently Light didn't remember demons existed until last night.
"Did we mention visiting an exorcist?" Light asked, just to throw the idea out there.
"Yes, about six hours ago. We also decided that was an outdated practice and it wasn't likely to find a serious one around here," stated L.
Light sighed and feel down to his laying position on the bed. It was official, he was bored. Not deathly bored though, he didn't mind being bored with L around. Being bored with others is better than being bored by himself.
Someone knocked on the door. L got up to answer it, but upon realizing that Light was not going to move from his spot he just settling on yelling, "Come in!"
L tried not to hide the annoyance in his voice. He had told everyone to leave him and Light alone. They were busy going over important details of the case.
Of course the man who stumbled in was none other than Matsuda. That idiot didn't listen to directions.
"Matsuda, I said that Light and I weren't to be disturbed," remarked L.
It was too late when he noticed something was off about Matsuda. He closed the door behind him and got closer to L. L tried to back up, but he was stopped with his back hit a dresser.
"Matsuda you idiot, what are you doing!" shouted Light, moving closer to L.
Matsuda's head snapped towards Light, his eyes glowing a deep crimson. "I am not an idiot!"
"L, I think you realize what I do," whispered Light, low enough for L to hear.
"Yeah, that's not Matsuda," mumbled L.
"Damn it Matsuda!" Light shouted, "why did you have to do this."
"You all think you're better than me!" the demon in Matsuda shouted, "but you're not!"
A gun materialized in Matsuda's hand and it was pointed right at L's chest.
"It makes me so mad that you all look down on me! Especially you, Mr. Great Detective!"
Matsuda pulled the trigger, but Light was quicker. Light pushed L out of the way in time and the bullet shattered the mirror of the dresser behind them. Light dashed forward, burying his dagger into Matsuda's side. Matsuda's gun clattered to the floor, disappearing within seconds as his hands covered his wound.
Light looked at the bloody dagger in shock, unsure of what just happened. From the floor, L looked up with bewildered eyes.
"Light, where did you get that dagger?" L asked.
"I don't know. I saw that Matsuda was going to kill you and I jumped into action. I didn't realize I had a dagger until I stabbed him," Light took a step back, his legs failing him and he fell onto one knee.
"Well, that was interesting!" exclaimed a voice that sounded vaguely familiar to L.
Looking up, standing next to a now unconscious Matsuda, was a young man with spiky brown hair. L recognized him as the man from the club, the one who tried to stall him from going after Light. L's eyes narrowed at him.
"You."
The man laughed, "Yes, me. Satanus, demon of wrath at your service." Satanus did a little bow.
"Can you explained what happened?" asked L, he took a glance at Light who seemed to still be slightly shocked at what just happened.
"Well... I could..." started Satanus, before waving an arm in the air, "but i'm out. Sorry Lucy, this is yours now."
And with that, the demon was gone. L sighed, this was turning out to be more trouble than it was worth. Picking up his phone, he dialed Watari to take care of Matsuda who was bleeding all over the carpet. They would have to move rooms.
A/N: I was going to end this when Matsuda pulled the trigger, but I decided that would be two cliffhangers within the span of like two chapters which is too many. Also, Matsuda was not stabbed deep enough to get badly injured. He's fine. I'm actually ahead of schedule with my NaNoWriMo, so I took some time to write this. I ended up getting caught up in it and writing a chapter. The first part I wrote on my phone and the second part I just wrote. Any mistakes are because i'm an engineer not a writer.
xx
Jay