CHAPTER 20!

HEARTBREAKING FACT

V'S POV

"Hair," I grumble, placing the small bag back in its rightful place, on the table.

"Hair," L murmured, also putting a small bag back onto the table.

"Umm, Mr. Yagami . . ." Should I tell him? Yes, he should know this; it would better if he found out now than after L dies. "If L here dies within the next few days, then your son is Kira," I stated causally. I heard him gasp. Here comes the rage.

"What did you just say?!" There it is.

"Yeah," Matsuda agreed. "What are you talking about?!"

"V's right, if anything were to happen to me I asked Watari to make himself available to you, so I'm counting in the team." Yes, I remembered the time he had done that. It was rather sad, because I know for a fact Light is Kira, but the fastest way to prove that is by letting L die, and that was not about to happen, not after I had decided to keep him alive. Oh well, it did not really matter, I wanted this case to be interesting, and the longer it went on for the more fun it would be.

"Ryuzaki, you said he was almost cleared and now this?! Honestly, now much do you suspect my son?!" I picked up another bag and held it close to my face. Snack crumbs.

"The truth is I don't know what to this anymore. I've never been in a situation like this." That makes two of us. "If Kira and the second Kira are working together on this, things aren't looking good for me." He glanced over at me, giving me that 'I envy you' look before examining the bags again. "Given that . . ." He picked up his cup of sugary coffee. ". . . I may not be thinking as clearly as I normally do, so I could be wrong." He took a sip.

"Hmm, perhaps you only suspect him because you have nobody else," I stated before he finished swallowing.

"Yes, I think you're right. But still, of I am killed soon please assume your son is Kira." I could feel angry frowns aimed at both L and me, but I really could not care less, it was not my fault they were too blind to see the truth. L and I had no choice but to make a sneak attack, and I was looking forward to it.

Well, I did not expect this! The hair and etc that were found in the envelope was a direct match to the ones we found in the room of a well known model that goes by the name Misa Amana, and according to Mogi she is Kira's girlfriend. I was both excited and disappointed in this, for it would only be a matter of time before Kira also slipped up and was exposed to us, then the case and excitement would be over, but if the case finishes I would get to drink Kira's blood as L had promised.

I breathed in the warm, fresh, collage air and sighed. That was where I was, collage, this is a good way to interact with Kira, and gain his trust. L agreed, so now we are here, sitting on a bench under some trees. L was reading some book and I was sitting on the ground, looking out for Kira while playing with the lion mask on my lap.

"So, what are you going to tell people about this chain?" I asked softly, waving my arm so the chain would wiggle.

"Umm, you know . . ." L lifted him face from the page and stared up at the trees. "I hadn't thought about it yet." With that in mind I began thinking of excises as to why someone would be chained to another student, or why anyone would be chained to someone at all. The only thing that came to mind was if they had ruff sex and lost the key. I suppose that will do.

"It is alright, I have a story," I murmured, tying the mask strings behind my head, but had the mask resting on the top of my head.

"Really? What is it?" Right on time, Kira, I thought as he came into view.

"Hey, Light!" I called out, waving my hand, then dropped it when I court the sour look on his face. "How are you?" He excused himself from the girl he had been walking with and came over.

"I hope she's not unset," L said.

"Never mind that, what are you two doing here? Didn't you say you were too afraid to show yourself in public?" The last question was aimed at L.

"Yeah I did, but then I realised that if you are not Kira I should be safe. The fact is that you're the only one on the outside that knows me as L, and in the unlikely advent that I die in the next few days, I have instructed your father and everyone at head quarters to assume that you are Kira." Got you, Kira, whatever move you planned to make is ruined! "Besides, it was the only way to get V to stop nagging me about going back to collage to be around you more often." I stared at him with wide eye. The last part was defiantly not true; I had not said a word about going to collage! He was making me sound like some sassy fan girl! I was a killer, I was a cheater, I was a thief, I was a liar, I was a monster, but I certainly was not a fan girl.

Kira laughed. "Is that so? Well, it's good to see you too, V." I looked back up at to him and smiled.

"Yes, thank you very much."

"Hey, did you want to have cake with us in the cafeteria?" L asked, changing the subject as he slid his shoes on and stood up.

"Sure," Kira answered happily. "I have a break now anyway." I stood up and we began walking.

"Hmm, that's perfect, I'm kind of craving shortcake right now." There was a pause before Kira spoke again.

"Well, let's hope they have it."

"Light, there you are!" came I high-pitched squeal. A squeal that could come from only one person. Misa, the other Kira. I slid the mask on properly, hiding my face. "I had a photo shooting nearby, so I thought I'd come by to see you." Wow, she sounded stupider then she looked. She walked closer, watching us closely. Hmm, even her walked looked stupid. "Oh, these must be some friends of yours? There so different . . . unique." Yes, there is no doubt that she is the other Kira. I grinned while chuckling. I never thought it would be this easy to find her! I always knew Light was Kira, but he was just too clever to let us find any evidence, but now that this girl is involved we can find what we need and I can have his blood. It could not be hard to get a confection out of her, not with me involved. It will be simple; I will see her while she is locked up and introduce myself as V. She will panic, as all my victims do, and would immediately come to the conclusion I would torture her beyond humanity and do or say, or in this case confess, whatever I want her to. If she does not, I have other plans. She was introducing herself and soon L introduced himself as Ryuga, but I was not paying attention. Only when I realised my stare was intimidating both Kira and the other Kira did I speak.

"Light," I murmured. "How you did it is something I will never know." It was better this way; it was the only way to get close enough to her to grab her phone without arousing suspicion. She looked confused and scared, as she would. "I am your biggest fan!" And that will be the last time I ever squeal again.

"Oh, really?!" She seemed pleasantly surprise and happy by this.

"Hey, isn't that Misa Misa?" some girl gasped. And before I knew it, a small crowed had formed itself around us. Perfect! Now to dive into action. Just as some girl was praising the other Kira I threw my arms around her neck and waste. As quickly as I came, I went, taking her phone with me.

"I am sorry," I lied. "I'm just so excited to meat you!"

"Oh, that's okay!" She suddenly gasped. "No way! Someone just touched my butt!" One glance over her shoulder told me everything. Standing there was a very terrified looking L. He took the second phone she much have had.

"This is an outrage!" he bellowed, running over to my side. "Taking advantage of this situation is completely unforgivable! I will find whoever is responsible for this."

"Oh, Ryuga, you so funny," she giggled and I could not help but agree. The look on his face was hilarious! He was embarrassed; anyone that could see him scratching the back of his head nervously would say the same. "Umm, why are you two handcuffed?"

"Hmm? Oh." Now was my chance to give L a little payback for telling Kira I wanted to see him at school! "We got into a fight, and, well . . . he made up for it, if you know what I mean, but we lost the key!" I made a girly giggle. "Silly, I know!" I expected L to gasp, or something along those lines, but instead I heard someone else gasp, the girl that had been praising the other Kira. I glanced over at her and immediately recognized her. She was the one that was strangely dazzled by L back on the tennis courts. How fun. I wrapped my arms around L's neck, snuggling into his chest affectionately. "And he really made up for it," I purred, squeezing him. I heard him gulp uncomfortably.

"Oh, yeah, I know what you mean!" At that moment some woman came and took the other Kira away to work, so with her gone the crowed spread out in separate directions, so the crowd was no longer a crowd.

"Alright, so do you want to get going?" I asked, pulling back away from L and slid the mask but on my head.

"Yeah, you two go ahead, I have to use the restroom."

"Okay," L said. "We'll see you there." We walked past Kira, and I knew exactly what he was planning. He was going to call the other Kira so she could tell him L's true name. Not that he would ever have a chance. "So, what do you think of Miss Amana?"

"She is defiantly the other Kira," I stated immediately. "I have no doubt. And Kira will call one of her phones right―" The phone in L's pocket. He pulled it out and grinned at it before opening it and holding it to his ear.

"Yes?" There was no reply. "Hello?"

"What do you mean 'hello'?" Kira demanded coldly. I smirked at his irritation.

"Oh, is that you, Light? I guess someone must have dropped this phone in all the commotion earlier." There was a pause. "Err, hello?"

"Yeah, that's . . . that's Misa's phone you have there, I can give it back to her," he said, standing right behind us now.

"Oh I see, sure, that makes sense." L then closed the phone and gave it to Kira, but I did not turn around to watch the scene, I only kept my head down and continued walking when L did. I felt a vibration in my pocket just five seconds later.

"Oh, that's me," I said, pulling it out and held it in front of my face. I usually did this whenever I answer a phone, I found it easier to listen to what the other person was saying without that annoying echo or screeching, and if I concentrated enough I could identify weather they were tracking the phone I was using. The only times I did not is when I am in a rush, like the time Mr. Yagami and I confiscated the taps. "Heeell-o?"

"Umm, V? Why are you answering the phone?" May as well tell him now. I turned around so I was staring at him, my head tilted slightly.

"I stole it." Despite the distance between us I saw him frown.

"Why?" he spat.

"I need it."

"Why?"

"Why not?"

"Why?!" Wow, he almost sounded scary.

"It will need to be confiscated so we can find further evidence proving Misa Amana to be the other Kira." That left him speechless. "Hmm, that is what I thought. I was not entirely sure how you would react, but there would be a public panic if this information was discovered, so we charged her mangier for drug position and she is a witness, but it is highly unlikely this would get out." I hung up and looked at L. He was just hanging up his own phone. "So it has been done?"

"Yes, Miss Amana is now in captivity."

"Exhalent. Let us go get that shortcake then."

"Are you sure?" L asked calmly.

"Yes, this is probably the only way to get a full confection out of her," I stated seriously. "This should be very interesting."

"Yes, it should, I have been curious as to what it would look like to see you handle your own victims. Remember, take the necessary proportions, but otherwise do whatever is necessary, just keep her alive, and I would appreciate it if you did not drink her blood."

"I understand. I only need a confection, how she kills, if she has meat Kira, and if so, who he is."

"Good luck, V," Matsuda called out as I shut the phone. Now was the moment I was so excited about. I was going to talk to the other Kira. It was not nearly as exciting as talking to Kira, but I just took what I could get.

I was walking down the long hall, Watari on my trail. "Do you need to be directed, V?"

"No thank you," I said politely. "I can find my way." The walk was not a long one; I managed to find the correct door in no time. Watari opened it and I stepped in. In the room was the other Kira in a strait jacket, strapped to large mettle with eyes blind folded. "Hello," I spoke softly, my voice echoed around the room.

"H-hello?" she whimpered. "W-who are you?"

"I have a question to ask you," I smiled, ignoring her own question. She was quite, so I stepped further into the room. "I just wanted to know whether or not you have heard of a criminal that goes by the name V?" She sniffed before answering.

"Yes, I have."

"Good." I stepped closer. "Tell me, Miss Amana, why do you think they call her that instead of her real name?" She did not answer. "The answer is simple. No one knows her name. Do you know why that is?" Again, she said nothing as I walked around her. "The reason for that is because . . ." I lowered my voice to a whisper as I leaned forward to her ear. ". . . She has no name." I heard her gulp, and I chuckled. "So, neither Kira nor you would be able to kill her." She did not protest to me referring her as the other Kira, and I took that as a very good thing. "So if this criminal has no name, how do you expect her to die at the hands of Kira? Again, simple. She cannot. She cannot be killed, by anyone, not even Kira." She was very quiet as she held her breath. "What a shame it would be if you were to meet her, Miss Amana. She would surely kill you." She gulped again. "What a shame that would be. Because, Miss Amana, I am V." She gasped and began to struggle, almost as though she thought her could escape.

"No, no, don't hurt me! Please!"

"Well, that would all depend on how well you behave."

"Please, please!"

"I will not have to hurt you, Amana, if you do not give me a reason to." She gasped in long, hard breaths, but otherwise said nothing.

"What do you want from me?"

"I want a confection. Are you the other Kira?"

"No!" Now she was being difficult.

"You would rather be tortured to death then admit to your sins."

"The only one that has committed any sins here is YOU!" Yes, she was going to be very difficult.

"Well, at least I am not cowardly enough to deny them."

"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"

"You are covering for someone," I decided out loud. "You are covering for Kira."

"NO—"

"So you must have meat him."

"NO—"

"And you love him, but the only person you currently love that way would have to be—"

"NO, NO, NO, NO!"

"Light Yagami."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Thank you very much for your time." Then I left, leaving a crying supermodel behind. "I hope you were listening in on most of that," I grumbled when I walked out of the room and was speaking to L over the phone.

"Yes, I was, I gathered much useful information, and we will soon be brining Light in for interrogation."

"Good." I hung up the phone and gave it to Watari before walking out and into the waiting car out front.

"Ryuzaki, Amana is talking," Watari informed us. L gasped and we both quickly jumped up from our spots and ran over to the television room.

"Quickly, get me a visual and audio," L ordered in a panic. It was about time she said something after three days! When L and I made it to the television room he literally jumped onto the couch, and I copied his tactic. Bad idea, because that movement caused me to land directly on top of him. I scooted off and sat up right so I was facing the television, neither of us saying a thing about it. It did not really matter, why would it? As quickly as the thought came it went the second Amana come onto the television.

"I can't take it anymore," she whimpered, and I could easily guess what she was saying. "Kill me." I shook my head at her absurdity. She could not expect us to listen, could she? "Kill me, please just kill me." Was this question directed to me? It did not sound like it. Could it be directed at someone else?

"I don't know, maybe this was too much for a young girl to take," Aizawa said.

"If this was too much for her, Aizawa, then so would killing." He did not speak again.

L clicked the speaker button in front of him and spoke. "Misa Amana, can you hear me?"

"I hear you," she replied. "Please, just kill me now."

"Does this mean you admit to being the second Kira, is this the reason you wish to die?" L demanded.

"No," she cried. "I don't know anything about the second Kira. I really can't take this anymore. I'd rather be dead. Now hurry up and kill me! If you wanted to you could kill me right now, couldn't you?!" She was quiet for a second, waiting for a reply. "Yes, kill me." No, she could not be talking to us, she must be talking to a Shinigami! The Shinigami will most likely obey her request, for it did for me the day I asked it to kill someone to prove its existence. This could not be good. "Yes, I do. Oh I can't take it anymore, kill me. You can't, no you can't, please just kill me." What were they saying. Oh what would I not give to see this Shinigami at this very moment, understand what it is they are talking about! "Fine! If you won't kill me—"

"Stop her! Watari, don't let her bit her tongue!" As ordered, Watari ran over to her and tied a cloth over her mouth, but I did not care for that, I wanted to see the Shinigami! What did I have to do to see it?! "Is it possible that this behaviour could be a contribute to Kira controlling her actions before death?"

"I suppose," I admitted. "But I think she was talking more so to a Shinigami than she was us." L looked at me, but I refused to look at him, I was too busy staring at the table in thought. In a small way, Amana's suffering reminded me of myself, when I was young and helpless. I would feel trapped, alone, in danger, wanting nothing but a release from all those feelings. When I was younger I would sometimes consider suicide, and few of those times I would attempt it, but never successfully. It was only a few months later did I realise how cowardly it was of me to want that kind of path. Anyone that would want to end their own life is stupid and cowardly. The point of living is a test, and the only way to fail that test is to willingly die.

"Err, Mr. Stalker?" What? What is she talking about. Could that be the Shinigami's name? "Hello, Mr? Where are you right now?! D-do you think we can stop this game?" Alright, I was officially confused, what was she talking about?

"Stalker, where'd she get that?" I agreed with Aizawa.

"I do not know."

"Mr. Stalker, this is illegal, you have to stop." Now I was sure she was talking to us. We are the only ones doing something somewhat illegal here. "Okay, c'mon, please!"

"She's been acting like this . . . ever since she regained consciousness." It was as though she . . . did not remember anything. Could she have gone crazy? No, I am the only crazy one here! Something mush have happened while she was asleep.

"Seriously, does she think she can get out of this just by playing dumb?" Clearly I was the only one considering the possibility of memory fail.

"Okay, how about this, you can at least take of my blind fold, don't you think? It'd be nice to see what you look like." Was she . . . flirting?

"Matsuda," L spoke up, holding his hand out towards Matsuda. "Call Mogi for me."

"Just a second." I heard some bottoms being pressed. "Here." L asked Mogi if he was sure she had heard him when he said she was being taken in for being the other Kira, and Mogi said he had. Strange.

"What if a gave you an autograph or shake your hand? I know! I could give you a kiss on the cheek if you want! Oh, c'mon I wouldn't run away I promise!" I could not help it. I laughed. Just the thought of this model kissing L's cheek alone was funny, but the image of her trying to do it without running away was simply hilarious! When I managed to calm my laughter L pressed the button and spoke to her.

"Misa Amana."

"Huh? What's that Mr. Stalker? Are you planning to release me?" Wow, what an idiot, she sounds exactly the same as she had the first time I meet her. She sounds like . . . herself.

"Before you passed out you barely spoke, and you even asked me to kill you, and now you're claiming ignorance?"

"Hmm, I don't understand, I mean you're the one that knocked me out and brought me here, remember?! Wait, I get it, this is some kind of Misa interrogation fantasy, right?" She . . . she has lost her memory. Was this Kira's doing? The only way to know for sure would be to wait and see.

"Do you know why I'm detaining you here, you must have some idea."

"What do you mean? Because I'm a celebrity, obviously. But you're defiantly the first stalker that's ever gone this far, and you're starting to scare me."

Matsuda suddenly decided he had enough, so he stomped over and yelled through the microphone. "Hey, Amana, no one's buying this, so cut it out!"

"This is scary, what's going on? I can't stand it anymore, PLEASE LET ME GO, YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO! I-I need to go to the bathroom, I have to go to the bathroom again, okay!?"

How did she suddenly loos her memory? Well, I could find out when Kira is brought in. "It's only been four minutes since you last went to the bathroom," L reminded her. "I'm afraid you'll have to hold it."

"You have to! It's the only time you'll untie me and left me move. Plus you'll be able to watch, isn't that what you want, isn't it? You pervert!"

"I'm a . . . pervert?" L murmured to himself. I chuckled at his words, because, in a small way, it was true, I noticed this every time I had to take a shower or use the bathroom (which was not very often might I declare) but I had always assumed it was to make sure I was not doing anything that was not allowed. Now I am not so sure. "Amana, let's get back to the convocation we were having before you lost consciousness. First of all, do you know who Light Yagami is? And if so, why did you approach him?"

"Hah? What do you mean, how can I not know my own boyfriend?"

"Where is this coming from?" I think I know. L's phone began to ring, and he held it in front of his face when he pulled it out.

"Good timing, Light," L said in a voice so low it could pass as a soft whisper. "Please turn the video and audio off." Watari responded and the television screen when black, darkening the room a bit. "Yes?"

"I'd like to talk to you, about the possibilities of me being Kira." Kira said simply. He was ready to confess? No, that was not like Kira at all, he is up to something!

"Yes I understand, we'll be expecting you in room K2A01."

"Are you saying," Mr. Yagami said in a tiered and dry voice. "that my son's coming here?" His question was answered when Matsuda opened the door and Kira walked in. Neither L nor did I turn to Kira as he spoke.

"Ryuzaki, V, like I said over the phone, I could be Kira." Mr. Yagami gasp, horrified by what his only son had just said and ran over to him, shaking him as he spoke.

"NO, LIGHT! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! WHY WOULD YOU EVEN SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT?! WHY?!" Poor Mr. Yagami, his fatherly nature is blinding him from the obvious but heartbreaking fact. Light Yagami is Kira, and nothing could change that.

Hello! Thank you all for reading this chapter, I hoped you liked it. In the anime this chapter was episode 15 and part of episode 16. I was going to end this chapter on the sentence that read "Thank you very much for your time." Then I left, leaving a crying supermodel behind, but I decided to have it go a little longer. I really enjoyed writing this chapter because episode 15 and 16 are in my top five of favourite death Note episodes. Please leave a comment!