CHAPTER 6

I AM KIRA!

V'S POV

It has been so long since I have been with Mello, Matt and Near. Oh how I have missed them. I only come to see them a few times a year, sometimes less. These boys are the only things that could ever hurt me. If they were to suddenly die tomorrow, I would follow. There are like my brothers, my children, my friends.

"So, now, you are involved in the Kira case?" Matt asked. He already knew the answer with the fact that I had just told him.

"Yes, Matt, and in case you did not hear the last statement, I am doing it with L, the man you all have to replace when he dies."

"But, why do you want to?" Mello cut in.

"And here I thought that would be an obvious question," Near mumbled, shuffling in his spot so he could get closer to me. "She wants to have a taste of L's blood, and Kira's." They considered this fact.

"Very good, Near," I said proudly, patting his head. He always likes it when I do that, it keeps him proud and calm.

Matt nodded in agreement, and Mello huffed. He never liked Near, because he was always coming second to him. Near had it all so easy and organized, but Mello had always had to struggle to keep up with him. Matt, on the other hand, was an entirely different story. He was not on the top like Mello and Near, nor did he want to be, he was actually quite laid back as he would put it.

"So," I sighed. "Matt, I am sorry I missed your birthday, I was busy looking into files."

"Hey, it's cool, but only on one condition." I was slightly taken aback. Normally I would be forgiven straight away in cases like these, why was today so different?

"And what is your condition?" He smirked and pulled out a white stick that you would know as a cigarette.

"You have to smoke this." Hmm, this was yet another one of his attempts to try and beat me at something. It was always a game we all would play, and whoever was able to get me to lose at something by the time I left would win, but they were never successful.

"So, I assume that if I cuff or hold my breath for too long than I lose, correct?"

"Correct." I sighed again. I had never smoked before, and I never intended to, until this every moment. "Are you backing out on us, V?"

"Certainly not."

"Good." He held the white thin stick in front of my face and I reluctantly took it.

When the stick was lit, and in my mouth I hesitated to take in a breath. The smoke filled my lungs, and for a second I thought I was shocking. I wanted to breathe it out, but was unsure if I could without cuffing, but I could not hold it in without losing, so really I had no other choice. I gently and smoothly blew it out.

When I was sure all smoke had vanished from my lungs I sucked in a deep breath, relieved that I was able to do so.

I opened my eyes (not even realising I had shut them in the first place) only to see the look of disappointment from all three boys.

"Damn."

"MATT!" Mello suddenly yelled, his temper getting the better of him, again. "YOU SAID THERE WOULD BE NO POSIBLE WAY SHE COULD WIN THIS ONE!"

"WELL, I'M SORRY THAT SHE IS INVINCIBLE!" he shouted back. Unwilling to listen to another one of their arguments, I turned my attention to Near.

"So," Near began. "Have you seen L, face to face?"

"No," I answered, and found myself regretting my answer when I saw the disappointment on his face. "But I plan to," I defended, hoping to ease his emotions. "As soon as I leave I plan to give L the surprise of his life." Near smiled at this.

"I HAVE ONE!" Matt shouted even louder. He got right up close to me with the challenging stare he would always give me whenever he thought he could beat me at something. "I challenge you to a flirt!" I stared back at him, wide eyed, confused as to what he had just said.

"What?"

"A flirt," he repeated.

"How do you play?" I was almost afraid to ask.

"Easy." He smirked, almost in triumph. "We have to find some random people on the street, and the first to get their number wins." I had a very bad feeling about this.

Why had I even agreed to this? I was sitting at the bus stop; next to me was a man. He looked around 30; shaggy blond hair and he had a wedding banner around his finger. I was expected to have his number in at least 26.5 minutes. I sighed as I thought of the boys behind a nearby tree or bush, timing me. This will be quite interesting.

"Everything alright, lady?" the man asked, clearly sensing my worry.

"No, everything is fine. How about you," I asked, lifting up my head to observe his face. He smiled, and I saw him remove his ring when he thought I was not looking.

Well, it looks like I win yet another round, Matt.

"So, where are you going from here?"

"Oh, some place, I guess. Ya know, it's just my thing," he replied, obviously trying to give me the impression that he is cool and outgoing, instead of being just another man coming home to his family.

"Hmm, I see." I sighed pitifully. "I have nowhere to go, just . . . around I guess. I wish I could be like you. You clearly have nothing to worry about, but I, on the other hand . . . well, let us just say I cannot even walk down the streets without fearing someone dangerous will attack me." I sighed again.

"Hey," he said soothingly, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. I stiffened, but it was not an act. I am very sensitive to human contact. Any other occasion I would shrug him off, or most likely, kick him, but I felt it was for good cause. Before he could say anything else the bus pulled up. "Look, I gotta go, but if you want someone to talk to . . ." He trailed of, feeling it was unnecessary to finish with the fact that he had just passed me a small bit of paper with numbers on it, most likely his.

He then got up and stepped onto the bus, throwing me a smirk.

Well, that was easier than I had expected. I stood up from the bus stop bench and walked over to the bush with the largest possibility of having the boys behind it.

LIGHT'S POV

"Dad? Is something wrong?" I had noticed something off about he, he seemed so . . . sad, and I wanted to know if it had something to do with the Kira case. Maybe L was dead, but they were keeping it a secret until they find someone to replace him . . . or something like that.

"I'm fine, just a little stressed," he said bluntly. He wasn't lying, but he wasn't being completely truthful either. I decided I would wait until after dinner until I confronted him.

L'S POV

Light Yagami sat in his usual seat at the dinner table, his back strait and chin up, as always, perfect, along with the rest of his family.

I watched him closely as he ate his beans, rice and pork, as though I expected him to jump right out of his seat and scream out 'Come get me, L, I am Kira!'

I knew for a fact that he was Kira, but all that was missing was the proof, because the only proof I had was the wicked look in his eyes, and his easy going smirk. That was all I needed to know he evil, but, sadly, creepy eyes and a smile won't hold up in court, so I had no choice but to sit and watch.

HI! I hope you all liked this chapter!

P.S. I most likely will make more coded letters and other stuff in the near future.

P.P.S. A note to OctoberStorms, you were quite right, V is a lot like him, and that is because I partly bassed this story on Silants of the Lambs.

P.P.P.S. If you can believe this, I have started making what is likely to be the first Death Note fanfiction TRAILER on youtube! It still has a but to go, but when it is done I will let you know.