CHAPTER 18

STUPID

V'S POV

Well, this is certainly eventful. I sighed deeply as I walked along the street. I had escaped the sell some time ago, and I had posted the letter one hour, forty-five minutes and nine seconds ago, so now I have run out of entertainment options. What do I do now? I would not go back to L so quickly, who knows what he will do now that I have escaped, and I was not all that thirsty, and so what was the point in killing? Although, who said I had to kill to have a drink? I thought about this for a second before deciding I would go out for lunch, real food sounded rather nice. But at what place? The answer was simple; I will go to the place Kira had taken L after their tennis match.

I walked on, and though I had not been to this place myself, it did not take long before I deduced were it was.

The sun was rather nice, beaming and bright, and if you were to stare at it you would surely go blind. I chuckled and shook my head. This reminded me of that one time Matt challenged me in a staring contest, only with the sun. His eyes stung for days, and that was part of the reason I gave him those goggles. I shook my head again.

It had not been long before I made it to the place, and by this time I was very hungry, I could not what to sink my teeth into a meal. I examined the tables and decided it would be more appropriate if I sat at a table inconspicuous, so I choice the one farther back. I was slightly disappointed when I saw someone was already there, but when I realized who it was that was there the only thing that ran through my head was, what are the chances?

"Light Yagami," I mused when I made it to the table. He immediately snapped his head up, gapping at me.

"V?" I smirked and nodded. "What are you doing here, shouldn't you be locked up?"

"No," I lied smoothly. "L decided I could be let out, and after some convincing he allowed me to go out for a bit, so long as the tracker, camera and shock devise remain on me." His eyes widened.

"You have a shock devise on you?"

"No, that pronunciation is not completely accurate; I would say it is in me. L took liberty on injecting it into my arms and legs."

"Oh." I was almost completely sure he did not believe it, not that it mattered, so long as I stayed with him he will be unable to contact his father, who would obviously tell L where I am.

"So this is the place you and L went?" I asked casually as I sat on the seat in front of him. "It is nice to know I am able to see it. It really must be special if you like it."

"Yes, it's nice."

"Why do you like it?"

"It's a secret." Secret? I knew it was no secret, he was trying to annoy me, just so I would go away, well that was not about to happen anytime soon.

"You have secrets?"

"Yes, we all do, just like you."

"I have no secrets."

"Of course you do, you're a wanted criminal!"

"Oh? Then I do."

He did not seem happy, far from it really, he looked frustrated and mad. I was not surprised by this. I, too, would be frustrated if I had to worry and stress over some idiot with unthinkable killing abilities, but could not tell the difference between a reply and a fake message. This thought brought back old memories, and I chuckled. "What's so funny?"

"Oh, I was just reminded of this one time, when I was fifteen, I sent a letter to a Mexican police station, and had them air it worldwide."

"Yeah, I remember that, I was young, but I remember." This excited me.

"So, you saw it?" I asked calmly.

"Yes." He chuckled softly, a chuckle that could send almost any girl into a fit of squeals. Almost. "Funny. At the time I was forbidden to watch it, but I managed to sneak a handhold T.V under my pillow." Hmm, this information could be useful. "You were very fascinating to me."

"Oh? And why was that?" I smirked as he shook his head.

"My father had been only one of the many people helping look for you. He did everything in his power, but never succeeded. I wondered why, and he told me you were the trickiest case anyone had ever taken, even the mighty L couldn't catch you. I wanted to know why, and how." I laughed at his explanation. It was quite reasonable; it was a mystery no one understands, I being the only exception, sometimes anyway.

"I see, and did you ever come up with an explanation?" He shook his head with a reluctant sigh.

"No, only a few theories." Theories? This could be promising. I tilted my head to the left, waiting for him to continue. "At first I thought you were just getting lucky, and that they would catch you the day your luck ran out. But it never did, so then I began thinking you worked with L and this was all one big plan he had constructed, testing the world, but as the years progressed the thought faded, so that left me with only one conclusion left, you had to be a real vampire." I could not hold it back, it ripped out of me like an explosion, loud and huge. I laughed, throwing my head back as I did so. I had heard this ridiculous conclusion on websites and the news, but to hear it directly for such a genius like Kira was just . . . just . . .

"Oh, Light, how open minded you are," I said when my laughter finely died down.

"So I'm wrong?" I searched for the right answer. I knew for a fact that I am not a vampire, but how do I tell him that? Then a plan came to mind, it would be risky if it fails, and it could hurt my pride, but if it was successful I would own his heart before the case closed! I looked straight into his eyes, leaning forward, showing nothing but seriousness.

"I may not be a vampire, but Light, I certainly am a monster." My voice was low, soft and emotionless. "I may not be the kind to grow fangs, or kidnap children, or transform in the full moon, but I am the worst kind, for I drink blood because I do not even want to. I drink it for my own selfish needs, and those needs are to create a new world." Lies. "I kill with my own, bear hands. I kill in a way any human can, showing the world how cruel it is, and what we are all capable of. I am worse than Kira himself, and I do not even want to be."

"Then why are you helping catch him when you do the exact same thing he does? Why are you helping us over him?" That was almost the exact response I wanted, too bad I cannot answer it in so many words.

"That would be my duty to keep secrets." I wanted to laugh again, for that was exactly what BB had told the retired (and now desist) FBI agent, years ago.

FLASHBACK

"However I have been lucky enough to meet you, so it was not a total right off," I heard Beyond say, his voice drained of all emotion. It was hard to tell with the fact that he was most likely sitting on the projector I had planted in his pocket of his jeans, but it was clear enough to hear both his and this woman, Naomi's voice. "This is not a novel or a comic book so there is no reason for fellow detectives to despise each other. What do you say Misora, would you agree to an exchange of information?" No, of course she would not; she would think him to be an idiot without a detective licence and would believe he would not have any information that withholds any value to her.

"No, thank you for the offer, but I must refuse, I have a duty to keep thing secret." Reasonable response and she seems to be very good with her manners, despite how much I already knew she hated him. "I'm sure you have your secrets, too."

"I don't."

"Of course you do, you're a detective."

"Oh? Then I do."

"Well done," Beyond said, and I could picture him speculating the photograph. The photograph of a man with cuts on his chest, cuts that were created by beyond himself. The thought made me want to chuckle every time.

"Yes?"

"The news did not mention that the body was cut up like this, which means this photograph is from the police files. I'm impressed you were able to get your hands on it. You're obviously no ordinary detective."

"So, how did you got hold of the crossword puzzle, Ryuuzaki?"

"That would be my duty to keep secrets."

END OF FLASHBACK

"Fine," was all he said as he slumped back in his seat. Well, I did not need to even look at him to know for a fact that he does not like me. He might have before, but certainly not after what I told L about the Shinigami. I wish I had not yelled at every one, than told them all about it, it was most stupid. I should have waited to tell L after Kira had left the room.

Kira suddenly stood up. "Where are you going?"

"I've finished up here, so I'm going home now," he answered, shrugging.

"Oh, alright, may I come along?" It was rather sad that I had to leave without even getting my drink or food, but figured it was a necessary sacrifice, besides, it would be rather nice to meet his mother, if I could.

"Umm . . ." He seemed hesitant to answer this one.

"Thank you, Light, you are very kind."

"Umm, well, this is my house," Kira stated awkwardly. His house looked . . . cosy, and large. Very nice. "Well, I guess I'll see–"

Before he was able to say the last words (see you at headquarters tomorrow) I cut in. "Let me walk you to your door."

"Oh, umm–" I walked off to the front of his house door before he could finish his reply, leaving him with no option but to follow. "L set you up to do this, didn't he?" he suddenly demanded.

"No. I understand why you would think that but–"

"But what other reason would you have for talking to me?" I let my face relax, slowly dropping my head so I was staring at the ground, my purl white hair covering my eyes.

"I may be crazy, Light, evil even, whatever you prefer, but even the worst of people enjoy a polite convocation once in a while. Especially when all they ever hear are people constantly reminding them what monsters they are, and will ever be."

"Oh," Kira sighed, the frown on his face softening. The front door opened from the inside, revealing a woman with short brown hair. This must be Kira's mother.

"Light? Who's this young lady?" she asked happily. Hmm, why ruin that happiness for her?

"Hello, Mrs. Yagami, I am Vivien, Light's girlfriend." Vivien. Yes it was a fine name, and it gave Kira an excuse to call me V. I was half tempted to cling to his arm as any confident girlfriend would, but I wanted to avoid as much physical contact with Kira as possible.

"Girlfriend?" Kira, his mother and a young girl (that had come out of nowhere) said at the same time.

"LIGHT HAS A GIRLFRIEND?!" the young girl, of who I assumed was Kira's little sister yelled enthusiastically.

"And a pretty one at that," Kira's mother giggled. What have I gotten myself into?

"Hello there, I am Vivien," I greeted the girl. She looked no older than Mello and Matt and she had long brown hair tied in a ponytail, obviously taking a fair percentage of her genetics from her mother. "But everyone acknowledges me as V."

"Hi V! I'm Siu, Light's sister!"

"Yes, I have heard so much about you." I smiled, trying in vain to mimic the smile I would give one of the boys. This smile was fake, but not enough to fail at fooling Siu and her mother.

"Would you like to stay for dinner, dear?" I looked back up at Mrs. Yagami, and let my smile drop.

"Oh no, I should not, I do not want to intrude."

"Don't be ridiculous, it would be a delight to have you stay."

"Oh, please–"

"Yeah, you should stay!" Siu shouted, clenching her hands into fists that were pressed against her chest, eagerly waiting for my answer.

"I suppose–" I answered with fake hesitation.

"YAY!"

"Oh, you really don't have to, V," Kira discouraged.

"No, it would be nice to get to know your family, Light." He could not argue.

"What do you think? Is it real?" L asked after he stood up from his chair and walked over to Kira. This was interesting; from what I have heard the other Kira wants this journal to be aired on television. I have not read it for myself, but I could already tell how stupid this person is. I was under a table in a new hotel room, hidden from view, and L had no idea I was there. He still thought I was missing, and he was doing all he could to find me.

"At this point in time, all I can say for sure is that he must be stupid."

"Yeah, I agree," I heard Matsuda say. "I mean it's completely obvious that he wants to meat Kira at the home game." I turned my head and could see L's feet walk closer to the table I was under.

"Doesn't he understand what would happen if we aired this message? It would create an immediate panic and the game would have to be consoled," Mr. Yagami stated.

L stopped right at my table. "To be honest, it's so stupid . . ." I could hear his lift the chocolate into his mouth. "Mmmm . . . Mmmm, I'm not ever sure how to deal with this whole situation anymore." He has chocolate? I would not mind some of that. I had not eaten in some time now, so it only made sense when I quickly and carefully reached out and grabbed the opened box of chocolates. No one had noticed.

I ate his chocolates in silence, not even bothering to listen anymore; there is nothing they would say could say that I had not already thought of. What I really wanted to figure out was what kind of person is this other Kira? O.K (other Kira) seemed very stupid, that much was obvious, but what else? Well, I could explore that later, for now I can just go through the first fact.

O.K was stupid, and what kinds of people out there are stupid? Children, dropped-out-of-school teenagers, immature boys, brainless fan-girls . . . fan-girl. That is IT! This other Kira is female, and she is infatuated with Kira–

"Huh?" Something was wrong; I knew that when I heard L make a sound like he had. He was confused. "Where are the . . ." Chocolates. I could almost see him looking left and right for the runaway chocolates, and that would not be a problem, until he started looking up and down. I stared as his pitch black hair came into view when he began to bend forward to take a peak under the table. He was as expressionless as ever when he saw me there, but I cannot say the same for the rest of them.

"V!" Matsuda gasped when he, too, took a peak. Everyone, besides Kira, looked under the table, and I just smiled at them.

"What are you doing under there?! How long have you been under there?" Aizawa demanded his voice slightly angrier then always.

"Oh, how I have missed the constant yells and demands!" I sarcastically chuckled. "All questions will be answered in good time, just let me appreciate the quite first." All was quiet, as I requested. I appreciated it as I said I would, but it only lasted a few second before I grew board of it. "Alright," I sighed. "I am under here because I believe I am required to know what is going on if I am to bring both Kira's on their knees, and I have been under here for under an hour. Any further questions?"

"Why were you at my house last night, pretending to be Light's girlfriend?" It was quiet again. A bad quiet. I thought to myself for the nineteenth time why did I go to Mr. Yagami's home, why? I sighed and slid out from under the table so I could confront him directly.

"What is the problem with that?"

"You encouraged my only daughter to ask a boy out." Oh yes, I remember that.

"And what was his response?"

"He said yes!"

"Good for her! She must be happy with herself!" I grinned, happy for the annoying girl.

"Of course he said yes, she used some of the tricks you taught her on him!"

"Wait," I bellowed, flipping my hand up like a stop sign. "It worked?"

"Yes! Of course it did, you would have used it to make and break men's hearts!"

"NO!" I could take being yelled at, I could take being punched in the face, enjoy it even, but I could not let him get away with this. "I never seduce men! I was half expecting the things I showed her to fail with the fact I had never tried them myself. I have only gained one man's telephone number, but it was only because I was dared, and I have only kissed ONE man"– I pointed to L –"and that was so I could avoid getting court!" Everyone gasped, and I knew why immediately. They were unaware I had had my lips against L's.

"WHAT?!" they all yelled at the same time.

"R-R-Ryuuzaki . . . y-you've k-kissed . . . V-V-V?" Matsuda stuttered. L did not say a word, he only glared at me. "Oh my GOD! It's true, isn't it!? Oh GOD! This is so ROMANTIC!"

"What?" I was dumb founded by this. How was this, in the slightest way romantic?

"Isn't it obvious?! L wanted you to help with the investigation and chain himself to you because he loves you!" Oh, that is how, well all I had to say to that is . . .

"Shut up, Matsuda."

"It's Ryuuzaki," L stated. "When you two are working together I want you to keep a close eye on Light the entire time, and please keep this between you and me."

"Err, sure, yeah I understand." L hung up the telephone, and then turned to stare at me. I knew what was coming.

"Don't think just because I am not bothering to lock you up again means Matsuda was right before."

"Of course not."

"I am only doing this because I know you will just escape again, only this time, you won't come back." He was probably right, I would most likely go off and work on the case myself, and it would not be very good for his reputation if a criminal solved it before he did. "But that's enough small talk for now; let us get down to the point." I waited. "How do you know Beyond Birthday?"

Hello, hope you enjoyed this chapter!

I noticed a few people have been asking how V is able to live so much longer than the average human, and I will not give it away completely, but I will tell you the two hints are in chapter 14 of Life Is Beautiful and episode 12 of Dead Note. Tell me what you think and I will answer back to the first 3 people to guess. And also, in the last chapter I gave you all something else to figure out. Why does Mello have Monday and Tuesday to check the mail, Matt Wednesday and Sunday and Near Thursday and Saturday, and how is the colour of Mello's hair a clue as to what the key V gave him unlock? Oh, and I was also thinking I could write a one-shot about what happened while V was in the Yagami house, tell me if you think I should!