Interception:
Anime/ Manga crossover
Death Note/ InuYasha
Pairing: Kagome/ L
Rating: K+/ T/ M
Language: English
Main Characters: Kagome, L, Light, Kira Investigation Team,Japanese Police, Shippou, Misa
Minor Characters: InuYasha, Sesshoumaru, Sango, Miroku, Sayu, etc.
Summery: Interception: n. (American football) the act of catching a football by a player on the opposing team. She didn't always agree on what was being done by the one who called himself "Kira", or the mysterious being who called himself "L", but with everyone choosing sides and only a select few who are "indecisive", the odds are stacking up against her- and with a threat on her life, her grandfather contacts an old friend of his, and next thing she knows she's right in the middle of the two opposing forces.
Though she sees good in everyone, she's having a hard time deciding which side to fight for…. Kira's sense of "Justice"? Or the "Justice" that has been used by human's for generations? Decisions, decisions…
Interception:
Chapter 6:
The conditions for death will not be realized unless it is physically possible for the human or it is reasonably assumed to be carried out by that human.
The specific scope of the condition for death is not known to the gods of death, either. So, you must examine and find out.
December 9:
With Light:
"Never seen you looking so listless, Light..." Ryuk said from his spot on Light's bed, Light was sitting in a reclining position on his window bench.
"Just taking a little break... I want to see what the cops do next." He folded his arms behind his head, propping his knee up. "Plus, I'm kind of tired." He didn't need to turn his gaze away from the window to see the confused look on the shinigami's face. "Take one step out of the house, all you hear about is L and Kira. You can't avoid it, even if you want to... I guess it might be pretty interesting if I wasn't Kira." he chuckled weakly, pulling a magazine out from the bookshelf behind him.
"Super sleuth L, INTERPOL's shadowy mastermind, Vs. Super natural Kira, telepathic mass muderer." Light read from the magazine. "Meanwhile, this magazine is claiming that "L" and Kira were invented by the police, who are eliminating criminals without recourse to law. Some people are still denying we exist." He sighed, throwing the magazine aside. "Turn on the TV or radio, it's Kira Vs. L there as well. If Kira pays too much attention to this stuff, it just stresses him out. Gotta give his mind a rest once in awhile."
"It's so strange how he talks like Kira is a different person." Ryuk thought, staring at the strange human. "A rest...? Police all over the world are on your tail, Light... you sure you can afford to chill?"
"Afford to...? Yeah, I can. When I picked up this notebook... The reason I could make the decision to purge the world of evil... Was that I knew I could stick it out even if the police started a manhunt. I have a certain advantage, see." Light explained. Ryuk raised his nonexistant eyebrow.
"Why do you have to lock your door, Light?" A light and feminine voice called out as the doorhandle jinggled.
"Oh... Hey, Sayu. What?" Light called, quickly scanning his surroundings to place the Death Note somewhere.
"I need some help with my homework!" The younger girl cried out in a slightly whining voice. Light slid the death note in the desk and locked the drawer.
"Oh, okay, sure. Hang on a second." He fixed his shirt and went to unlock his door.
"Ta-da! Quadratic functions!" Sayu said, showing her older brother the book as she smiled brightly. Light looked unimpressed as he opened his door wider, mumbling an "uh huh" as he looked at the problems- pfft, childs play.
"Watch out, Light..." Ryuk said from behind him, Light took a quick glance at the shinigami, he took Sayu's homework and sat it on his desk. "That Death Note in your drawer... if she touches it, well, anyone who touches it can see me."
Light, in his sudden shock, dropped Sayu's homework on his desk, his fingers twitching slightly. Sayu gave her older brother a strange look- it looked like he just had a heart attack.
"Light...?" Something on the floor caught her attention. "Hey, you were reading this magazine? Isn't it kinda dirty? Oh! Is this why you locked your door?" She asked, inspecting the magazine further.
"Hey, you. I was looking at the articles about Kira and L." He suddenly got defensive, what was he trying to protect?
"Oh, yeah. You're going to be a detective when you grow up, So you're studying for that, too. Wow." Sayu praised, putting the magazine down on his bed.
"That's right. I'm going to be the top Honcho at the national police agency." Light said smugly, pulling out the computer chair for his sister.
"I bet you will, too, Light. You really could." Sayu praised, sitting down in the chair and smiling up at her bigger brother, unaware of the spirit that occupied the room with them.
With L:
"Why couldn't Kira kill me that time?" L thought, standing in the hotel room he was currently occupying, staring out at the twinkling lights of the buliding's and skyscrapers that littered every few square miles. "Because I'm not a criminal? ... That couldn't be it. Considering the circumstances, he definitely would have done it if he could. So it's got to be... Because he doesn't know what I look like...?"
"L" the computer screen buzzed, the male turned to look back at the monitor, sitting down so the man on the other side could see him as well.
"What is it, Watari?" L asked.
"The task force is starting its meeting."
"Good, link me up."
"Next, the victims." L heard from the background, he sat on the floor, one leg folded while the other was propped up, he watched from the mini-camera that was hooked up to the laptop Watari always carried with him.
"Yes sir." The screeching of a chair could be heard right after that. "We've been able to determine that details regarding all of those believed to be victim's, i.e. criminals who have died of cardiac arrest, were available in Japan." L sighed, he had already figured that out. "As for... The time of death, which L was particularly interested in finding out... Sixty-eight percent of the victims died on a weekday between four P.M. and Two A.M. Japan time, with a majority of those between eight P.M. and Midnight." L's attention was grasped as he heard this, strange... It sounds almost as if the killer was busy during the day...
"On weekends and national holidays, time of death was scattered between eleven A.M. and about two A.M." Hmmm... Who works during the weekday until four and has weekends off...? A student? A teacher? Possibly around 35% at most.
"Hmm... Okay, next. Tip offs."
L didn't need to hear any of this, his attention was grasped by the sudden knowledge that Kira might be a student or teacher... He bit on his thumb. Wasn't Kagome a student at To-Oh university...?
oOoOoOo
December 7:
"Kagome, how is your wrist doing now that you had put heat on it?" Quillish asked the young woman, she blushed slightly and nodded, mumbling a 'Hai' as she did. Quillish chuckled, sipping his tea. "I must admit, I've always been fond of Japanese tea's... One of the items I missed the most when I went back to England." He said, filling the awkward silence with a little information about his person: His person liked tea.
"Kagome-san." Ryuzaki spoke up, catching her attention- not like he didn't have it before, he saw the way she looked at him when he sat with his knees tucked up to his chest. He bit on his thumb nail lightly. "I had heard from Wammy that you are in your third year of college now... Am I correct?" She looked slightly confused but nodded anyways.
"Hai, I am. Why do you ask?" She asked, taking one of the small powdery doughnuts that she had provided.
"I'm afraid that I never went to college when I got out of high school, I never really had an.. Oprotune moment. I would like to know when entrance exams are, so I might be able to get that education I was never able to grasp back in England." Seeing another confused look, he elaborated. "We'll be in Japan for a while." She nodded in understanding. She would've been very upset that she couldn't go to her dream college because of her adventures in the past- thank Kami for Sesshoumaru developing human emotions.
"I can understand that. The exams are January 17th, but the fee's must be in by December 31st. The fee would be..." She struggled to find the right amount... "Umm... I'm not too sure, but I can give you the number to the main office." She offered, Ryuzaki nodded, he would check out To-Oh, and he would pass the exam with flying colors, and get in. She got up and wondered back into the kitchen- the phone rang.
"Moshimoshi!" She greeted happily. There was a deep chuckle on the other side, her eyes widened slighty.
"Hello Miko, long time no chat, how is that klutziness of yours? I felt it acting up again." The voice spoke, Kagome puffed her cheeks out and huffed, glaring into the phone at the man on the other side.
"I'm NOT a klutz! I'm gravitationally challenged!"
The man on the other side barked out in laughter, no doubt holding his sides as he rolled around on the ground like the dog he was.
"Of course you are, Miko." He said, his laughter calming down into chuckles. Her brow ticked in irritation.
"My name isn't Miko, It's Kagome! Ka-Go-Me! Stupid Inu-Baka! Do not act like Sesshoumaru-sama."
"But Kagome-"
"InuYasha." She sighed in exasperation, wishing that the cursed necklace was still around his neck. He chuckled again. "I have a visitor, you will need to contact me later."
"Whatever, Wench-"
"That's not my name either!"
"And this InuYasha's name isn't Inu-Baka-" She huffed again, angrily ending the call, stupid InuYasha. She sometimes wished he never matured, now he acted too much like how Sesshoumaru-sama did when she knew him 500 years ago. Quickly remembering the guest excuse she used, and this time it was real, she searched for the phone number.
She quickly left the kitchen, handing it to Ryuzaki.
"I'm sorry for taking so long-"
"Do not appologize, you did not make the phone ring." Ryuzaki cut her off, pocketing the number and standing up. He bowed at the waist. "I'm afraid that it is time for us to take our leave, right?" Ryuzaki said, looking down at the older man. Quillish shrugged his shoulders lightly, standing up with ease and placing the danty cup on the tray once again.
"I have to agree with Ryuzaki. It is getting rather late, and I'd rather not drive too late at night- call it an 'old man's thing'." He shrugged, moving towards the door, Ryuzaki followed, slipping his shoes on with ease.
His coal black eyes studied the younger woman a bit more, she smiled at him and waved.
Rule #1 of being a detective: Suspect anyone and everyone, even the ones you love. No exceptions. Do not unsuspect them until you have no more reason to believe so.