Alright, I've decided to bring Tasha into this chapter. If I didn't, the story would never go anywhere! XD
Please note: This chapter contains true name spoilers. This is because I wrote a part of the chapter in Ryuk's perspective.
Me: Ryuk, it's your turn
Ryuk: No
Me: Please?
Ryuk: Oh, alright, but you owe me an apple for this. DeeNee doesn't own Death Note or the characters, just her OC Tasha.
Me: You can have your apple when I've finished writing this chapter, ok?
Ryuk: Yippee!
L
The task force members all arrived just on time. I'd have to thank Watari for his speedy driving later. Now, there were more pressing matters.
The latest members of the Child-Kira task force gasped when they saw that I was not alone.
"Everyone, I would like you to meet Tasha Gordon. She is an FBI agent who has, quite literally, worked in nearly every continent of the world. Of course, she is actually using an alias that I provided her. Speaking of which, your new names and ID's are on the table over there." I pointed to the table in one corner of the room. Tasha just stood there, continuing with her work. Just like her.
"You trust this woman?" Aizawa asked, eyebrows raised in disbelief.
"She has proven to me on more then one occasion that she is trustworthy and up to the job. If any of you have any objections please voice them now."
"Ryuzaki, I understand that you only revealed your face to us because times were desperate, but now-" Aizawa started.
"Times are desperate, Mr. Aizawa, even more so then before. But before I explain the case to, I need you to go and get your new ID's."
"Why would that-" Matsuda began.
"Please, just do it," I pushed.
On the same table as the ID's was the Death Note Ryuk gave me. When the task force picked up their ID's, their hands would've had to brush the Death Note, therefore making them able to see the shinigami that now possessed me. Speaking of that shinigami... where was he now?
I looked up to the monitors that displayed the views from every camera in the building. Of course. Ryuk was in the kitchen.
"Okay, Ryuzaki, we have our ID's. What this case all about?" Aizawa pressed.
"There is a new Kira in America. But he isn't like Light was. This Kira is killing innocent two year olds."
"Why would they do that?" Matsuda asked, horror splashed on his face.
"I'm 70% sure that this Kira believes that America is becoming over populated. If he kills off all the new born children then the population will stay as is."
"But why two year olds? Why not kill them as soon as they're born?" Matsuda asked, before correcting himself. "I mean, I'm not saying that's better, I'm just curious as to-"
"Because the Death Note won't kill anyone under 780 days old," Ryuk said, stepping through the wall and into the room.
"Wha... What? What is Ryuk doing here?" The japanese police stuttered together. Only now, did Tasha look up from her work. There was a mix of awe and... something else I couldn't fathom in her eyes.
"Ryuk came to offer his assistance in this case. Apparently the shinigami that possesses Kira is someone he doesn't like very much."
"Oh... and if Ryuk is here, then we have an advantage, right?" Matsuda grinned excitedly. "Oh this is great! We can learn all about Death Notes and-"
"I don't know all the rules," Ryuk pointed out. "Not many shinigami do, because there are so many. I only wrote the basic rules in Light's Death Note as a sort of joke."
"Light's Death Note that now belongs to Ryuzaki," Mogi said quietly.
"Pretty much, yeah," Ryuk answered.
I sighed. I'd have to get Watari to put that in a safe later.
Tasha
So that big guy does talk. To be honest, I had my doubts. He was so quiet, while the other two blabbed on to Ryuzaki.
I'd guessed that L would provide them with aliases too. It seemed only fitting.
"What are your names?" I asked the three guys in near-perfect japanese. They seemed a little surprised that I spoke it so well.
Looking at his new ID to check, the guy with the afro - I think L had addressed as Aizawa - answered first.
"I'm Shuichi Ryuga." Then he frowned at L. "Really, Ryuzaki. You couldn't think of a more original name?"
Ryuga must be a common name in Japan or something.
"The names are meant to be generic, Mr. Ryuga. Besides, you're in America. No one will care," L responded automatically, in his usual monotone. I had only just gotten used to his way of speaking, after hearing his voice through a filter for so long.
Ryuga kept frowning, but gestured for the longish haired energetic guy to take his turn.
"I'm Touta Hashimoto." He, at least, seemed to not care about his name. Now it was the quiet guys turn.
"I'm Kanzo Emiya," he finished the round, quietly.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you all. I'd appreciate if you didn't go asking into my past. All you need to know is that I have worked with Ryuzaki in the past, but through his usual methods. This is the first case where I have seen his face," I explained.
"It's quite nerve-wracking when you get to first meet him, isn't it?" Hashimoto asked, expectantly.
"A little," I responded, and his face fell. He was probably looking for someone he could relate to. But I probably wouldn't relate to him the way he would want me to. I do admire L, but his and my reasons are almost certainly quite different.
For example, he probably doesn't feel the same way about L that I do.
I've tried to not think of this. He's a sweet-toothed insomniac who doesn't have any social skills or feelings, Tasha. But I can't deny that I've found myself becoming quite attracted to Ryuzaki. But I also can't let these feelings get in the way of my job. He has trusted me with his face, and is letting me work with him, under closer circumstances then before. I cannot betray his trust.
But you love him.
Ugh! That little voice needs to shut up. If I like L, its only a crush. How could I like him? What is there that is likable about him?
Well, where do I start...
I brought my fists down onto the desk. Everyone in the room jumped, with the exception of the death god across the room. He just chuckled.
"Is... everything okay Tasha?" L asked me, his wide, adorable eyes staring at me in confusion.
Stop it Tasha.
"I'm... I'm fine, Ryuzaki. I'm just a little tired. I'm going to bed. Goodnight everyone."
I sighed, and left the room.
On my way out, I could here Ryuga asking, "Speaking of sleep, where are we going to be sleeping?"
I shook my head. I still failed to see how these people were going to benefit the investigation.
Ryuk
"Here are some more apples for you, Ryuk," Quillish Wammy - also known as Watari - brought in another tray of fresh apples. My eyes nearly popped out of my head at the amount on there.
The task force members, except L, had all gone to bed.
"Yay! Apples! Thanks," I brushed him aside, eager to get to apples.
Watari sighed, and left the room.
"You could be a little nicer to him, Ryuk," L pointed out, just as I finished my first one. "And not eat those all at once."
"But... but... I like apples. And I'm bored. This investigation is moving really slowly," I grumbled.
"You're the one who said you wanted to help. You could always look through some files."
"No thank you, Mr Lawliet, I prefer to watch and the only thing I'm going to contribute to this investigation is Death Note rules. And apple consumption."
"Can you not say that!" L hissed. I was a little surprised. The detective rarely showed such strong emotion. But that didn't last. "I mean only to say that Kira could hack into the cameras. Just because you have a rather annoying knowledge of my real name does not mean you can go about using freely."
"If you want me to keep quiet... then can you please install a Wii with Mario Party?"
L sighed.
"I'll see what I can do. If you're not going to help then can you please go and eat your apples somewhere else? I find the crunching very distracting."
"Fine."
I left the room, not bothering to use the door but rather the wall, and made my way to Tasha's room.
Tasha and I had become sort of friends recently. I guess we are bound by a secret, but I tend to spend more time with her after hours then anyone else - except apples.
"Hello Ryuk," she greeted me. She was sitting on the bed cross-legged, her hands clenched under her chin. She was obviously lost in thought.
"Hi."
"I'm so... confused," she muttered.
"L?" I offered.
"You didn't tell him did you?" she looked over at me, worry clear on her face.
"I swore on human apples I wouldn't."
"Good." She continued thinking.
For some reason, I like Tasha. I'm not sure what to call her... friend be the right word really, but then I don't know what else would fit.
"How'd you go today?" I asked.
"He's driving me crazy? How can I like someone like him?"
"Beats me."
"You're very helpful, Ryuk," She said sarcastically.
"I'm not the one in love with an insomniac."
She got off the bed and stomped over to me, pointing her finger.
"Don't ever say that. I do not love him, it is merely a crush. Understood?" She growled.
"Whatever you say, Tash," I smirked.
"Go away. I am going to sleep."
"Sweet dreams... Hey! If you don't want to dream of L, dream about eating an apple. That always works for me," I chuckled.
"But I'm not like you Ryuk. I don't have an irrational obsession with apples."
"I was just trying to help," I sulked.
She smiled.
"Thanks anyway. Goodnight," she whispered softly.
I left her room to go watch L.
Was this chapter okay? I think I may have moved to quickly... I wasn't sure if I should build Tasha's crush gradually, or have it happen straight away. Well, if you think I totally screwed it up, please let me know.
I have decided that I don't really care if this story gets reviews or not. I'm just going to post it, for people to read. I need to get this out somewhere. But reviews would be nice.
Sorry if the next chapter takes a while, I don't have a lot of time to write, and I have many Tumblr blogs to update too.