Interception:

Anime/ Manga crossover

Death Note/ InuYasha

Pairing: Kagome/ L

Rating: M

Language: English

Main Characters: Kagome, L, Light, Kira Investigation Team, Japanese Police, Shippou, Misa, Sesshoumaru, Sayu, Ryuk

Minor Characters: InuYasha, Sango, Miroku

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 23:

Whenever an individual with ownership of more than two DEATH NOTES loses possession to one of the DEATH NOTES, he will not be able to recognize that DEATH NOTES God of Death's appearance or voice anymore.

The God of Death himself will leave, but all the memory involving the DEATH NOTE will remain as long as he maintains ownership of at least one other DEATH NOTE.

January 12, 3:02 AM:

Kagome's Apartment:

Her body twisted, her night shirt soaked through with her bodies overheating. She grunted, a strangled moan leaving her throat as her head tilted back. She gasped as her nails dug into her newly cleaned sheets, her back arched higher off the bed.

You would think this dream would be one of ecstasy, correct? You couldn't be more wrong.

It was a nightmare.

Alone; Black abyss; Falling; Quickened heart rate; Shallow breaths; not falling anymore, running now. Running from something, don't know what- Quick! Run faster, run quickly. Move-move-MOVE!

Slip, fall again. Scream out in pain- something hit your leg. Your leg hurts, burns, aches. You're still falling. What'd you slip on? It's warm, it's sticky, and it smells of copper- copper-Blood!

Blood, whose blood? You're blood. No. You slipped on it; you weren't bleeding a moment ago.

Whose blood is it? Kagome, Kagome. Ka-Go-Me! Whose blood did you slip on?

Turn your head back, crane it back, and moan in pain because of the kink in your neck. Open your eyes-open them wide. Scream loudly when you see that you're no longer alone in this nightmare. See your son, your dead son. His beautiful forest green eyes glazed over and glassy, his child like form on the ground, his head tilted towards you.

His mouth opened wide, blood spilling from his chest, blood dribbling down from the corner of his opened mouth. His fingertips twitch, tears are welled up in the corner of his eyes, spilling over and creating a trail down his sickly pale skin.

And scream again, when you realize his body starts to collapse and cave in on itself.

"M-Momma…" You hear his voice, but his mouth doesn't move. The chest is the first to go, his clothes turns to ashes, as does his skin. All that is left is the ribs, and so the legs are next, and then finally, the head.

He's gone, Kagome. Your son is gone, your son is killed.

You killed him….

You killed him….

YOU KILLED HIM!

3:45 AM:

"NO!" Kagome screamed at the top of her lungs, lunging forward in her bed (she lunged too far it seems because she launched herself out of her bed and landed with a solid "thump" on the floor below.) She didn't move, favoring sobbing into the rug below her as she fisted her hands in her comforter that followed her to the ground.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, she took shallow breaths, choking on the salty tears that got drew in before sobbing again. She pressed her face in her comforter, curling around the plush blanket. Her shoulders shook, her body shivered as her legs were exposed to the cool night air because her purple night shorts where bunched up. Her night shirt bunched just under her chest, leaving her stomach exposed.

It showed her ribs, and how she wasn't eating.

L and Matsuda stood in her doorway, Matsuda's shock was written over his face, while L's was showed in his wide eyes.

L walked into the room, stepping over the bunches of blankets- Matsuda fallowed soon after. Aizawa rubbed his sleepy eyes, looking in the room before waving it off and lumbering back into the living room to claim the couch as his.

L crouched down, before sitting himself on the ground by Kagome's head. Matsuda sat next to him, Matsuda glanced at the younger man next to him and then at the shivering and sobbing girl next to them. Matsuda bit his lip and L bit on his thumb nail, both not knowing how to deal with such a… Predicament.

"Umm… Kagome-chan?" Matsuda mumbled, placing a hand on her shoulder gently. The girl jerked up, looking up at the two figures through the darkness of the room. Kagome gasped and moved back away from them, accidently kicking both of them in the process.

Matsuda grabbed his stomach where her foot connected to it, and L rubbed his right shin lightly, staring at the frightened girl as his eyes pierced through the darkness.

"Kagome. This isn't a dream anymore, calm down." L said; he reached for where he could see the outline of her hand. She jerked her hand away, but he grabbed her wrist and tugged it towards himself. Kagome let out something akin to a whimper before she was on her knees in front of him, both where eye-to-eye now.

"Clam down… You're fine, everything is fine. Your mother is safe, your brother is safe, and your grandfather is safe… Shippou is fine, his wife and family are fine as well." L murmured. Kagome's mouth opened and closed, before she shut it and her lips twisted, fresh tears welled up in her eyes before she hugged L tightly. She didn't know what she was doing, she just knew she wanted to be closer to his warmth, she wanted comfort- warmth was comfort.

She straddled him.

She buried her head in his neck, gripping his white shirt as she tried to get closer.

"I-it was horrible." Her voice was hoarse; she choked up before letting out the high pitched whine and pressing her cold nose against his warm neck. So warm… Warm….

He smelled… Sweet, and with that hint of spice that was just purely male.

Matsuda shifted awkwardly next to the pair, he turned his face away to hide his blush, but his eyebrows knitted together. Why was Kagome so thin? Wasn't she eating?

Kagome's eyes opened and she saw the back of Matsuda's head, his blue shirt was rumpled, his tie was loose, and he was blushing.

"Matsuda…" Kagome murmured. Matsuda turned back to them, his eyes widened when he saw that Kagome hadn't moved from her position (but L had wrapped his arms around the girl) but she was actually reaching out to him. Matsuda smiled slightly and took her hand, she gripped his hand tightly, and he squeezed her hand right back.

"Thank you, Matsuda." Kagome murmured, shifting her head slightly and rest more comfortably on Ryuzaki's shoulder. "You too, Ryuzaki-kun."

L was in for a surprise when he felt a soft pair of lips against his cheek. He nodded slightly, tightening his hold against her waist.

"What was the nightmare about?" Matsuda asked. Kagome closed her eyes, sighing against L's neck.

"I-I thought I saw my child die…" She mumbled. Matsuda's eyebrows furrowed and L shared a similar look of confusion.

"But… You don't have a child, Kagome-chan." Matsuda murmured. Kagome's grip on his hand tightened, tears showed up against her black lashes once again.

"I know…"

A/N: Well, we're now in the 3rd Manga! :D Congratulations everyone! Now there is 9 Manga's left.

This is just a filler chapter, but for those of you who are curious the 12 of January is when L lifted survelliance off the Yagami household and Kitamaru households.