Here's chapter two! Sorry it took a little while to update, but I have limited time to write these things. I've also changed the Back Story a little bit, so if you want to re-read it then go ahead! ^_^

Me: Light, would you do the honours please?

Light: Why should I? I'm barely even mentioned in this story.

Ryuk: Because if you don't, I'll write your name in my Death Note.

Light: *sighs* Fine. DeeNee doesn't own Death Note, all rights belong to the original owners. The only thing DeeNee claims is her OC Tasha.

Ryuk: *chuckles*

Light: It's not funny!

L

When the 'W' appeared on my screen, the noise made me jump a little and knock over my sugar cube stack.

"What is it Watari?" I asked.

"The call came..."

"Oh right, of course. Please connect it up to line four."

I pushed the speaker button down and spoke into the microphone.

"Thank you for coming," I greeted. "Are you all present?"

"Yes. What's this about, Ryuzaki?" Asked the voice that was unmistakably Aizawa's. He was always a little annoyed at something. I'd say there was a 50% chance Matsuda had got on his nerves again.

"I would like to ask you to take on a case with me. I need help from people who already know a bit about the Death Note," I explained.

"Another Death Note? Was it Ryuk again?" Matsuda asked.

"Matsuda, I can't answer that until I have actually touched the Death Note in question."

"Oh yeah..."

I sighed. Matsuda could be such an idiot.

"Are you absolutely sure it's the work of a Death Note?" Soichiro inquired.

"There's about a 90% chance it's the work of a Death Note."

"90%..." Matsuda gasped.

"However, before you agree to work with me, I do need to make you aware of a slight catch."

"What catch?" Aizawa growled.

"... This case takes place in America. For you to work with me on it, I'll need you to be in America also."

"What?" All of them gasped. "America?"

"That's right."

"With all due respects, Ryuzaki, I simply cannot take on this case. You are seriously asking me to take on another Death Note case, after what happened with Light? And you expect to just drop everything and go to America? I can't do that to my family, not after all we've been through," Soichiro proclaimed.

"I understand, Mr. Yagami. But please, don't tell anyone about this meeting or the case."

"Ryuzaki! You seriously think the Chief would-" Aizawa started.

"No, it's quite alright, Aizawa. Ryuzaki just had to make sure, that's all. Can I go now, since I don't plan on partaking in this case?" Soichiro asked.

"Of course."

There was a moment silence, but then I made out a door shutting.

"Is there anyone else who doesn't wish to be a part of this investigation?" I asked.

No one said anything.

"Good. Now I will need you all in Los Angeles by Thursday. I've had Watari arrange and pay for your flights, and he'll be waiting for you at the airport when you arrive. You should have an email from him with your tickets and flight details waiting for you when you get home. That is all."

And I disconnected before Aizawa could start arguing, or Matsuda could start blabbing.

"Is it done Watari?" I asked.

"Yes. They should all be arriving in LA at around 1:30pm on Thursday," he replied.

"Thank you."

"Do you need anymore sweets?" he asked.

I looked at the trolley he had left for me a couple of hours ago. It was nearly empty.

"I think the trolley requires a refill, yes."

"Of course. I'll bring down some more for you soon."

I smiled a little to myself.

Watari came in with a new trolley, just as I was finishing the old one.

"Thank you, Watari," I greeted him.

"Do you have anything else to do today, L?" He asked.

"I probably should have a little nap. I haven't slept in around 72 hours, and the last time I

went with out sleep for nearly a week I was asleep for a whole day. That can't happen again."

"I understand. Perhaps, when you awaken we can play a game of chess."

"That would be nice."

Watari smiled. "I shall leave you to your rest."

When he left, I started towards the bedroom. But as I walked, I looked down for some reason. What I saw startled me. Randomly lying on the floor, was a Death Note.

Cautiously, I picked it up.

"Hello again, L," A familiar voice said from behind me.

"What are you doing here, Ryuk?" I asked in a monotone.

"There is another Death Note in the human world. But I'm sure you already know this."

"Yes, but what does it have to do with you?"

Ryuk chuckled.

"The shinigami that dropped it is someone I don't like very much. His name is Zellogi. He's alway butting into my business, so I thought I'd butt into his this time."

"So why are you here then?"

"Because he happens to be a little fond of his human. You causing his human a hard time, would annoy him. And that is why I am here. I wouldn't mind watching his discomfort. It'd be very interesting. It'd also give me a chance to observe the person who outwitted Japan's top student."

"You could have done all this without making yourself known."

"But if I had done that, I wouldn't be able to ask you for apples. Speaking of which, do you have any?"

"I only eat sweet things. Why do you like apples so much anyway?"

"They're juicy. Apples from the shinigami realm are really bland."

I sighed, and trudged back over to the computer.

"Watari?"

"L? I thought you were going to have a nap?" He asked, confused.

"Slight change of plans. Can you bring in a tray of apples please?"

"A tray of apples... ?"

"I'll explain when you bring them in. Or rather, I'll show you when you bring them in."

Ryuk laughed a little behind me. But Watari, naturally, couldn't hear this.

"Of course, L."

I looked at the deadly notebook that was still in my hand.

"Would you care if I burnt this?" I held it up for Ryuk to see better.

"I would be a little disappointed," Ryuk agreed.

"Why?"

"Well, even though as long as you don't write any names in the notebook and you forfeit ownership you won't lose your memories, it would mean that I lose my second notebook. You have no idea how long it took me to trick the old man into letting me have it. Also, if you can't see me, you can't give me apples!" Ryuk pouted.

I sighed.

"Well, I'll keep this around for as long as the case stretches out. Who knows, you may be able to explain the rules a little more for me."

"I'd rather be a spectator, if you don't mind," he stated.

"Well unfortunately for you I do mind. If you want to keep your precious notebook and apples then you best start explaining."

"Can I do this at my own leisure?" Ryuk asked hopefully.

"How about I'll give you an apple for every rule you explain. There's a 75% chance that there are a lot of rules, so you'll probably end up with quite a few apples."

Ryuk was quiet for a moment.

"I'll think about it. But the least you could do is give me that tray of apples as a welcoming gift!"

Haha, I just had to bring Ryuk back into the story. His apple obsession is something I find hilarious!

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