I do not claim ownership over Death Note, its characters, or its original plot/ story line.
Light's POV
Light slumped against the wall of the club he had just entered. He knew his tail couldn't follow him in here without setting off some alarm for the people inside. This place was currently under investigation by a completely different bureau so the investigators for the Kira case wouldn't have access to it without violating that bureau's rights for investigation. Of course he did just put himself in the position to be investigated by another team rather than just the Task Force.
'I don't care-I just need the information.' Light thought to himself as he left the position he held slumped against the wall and walked down the long hallway and towards the backroom of the bar where he knew the boss's office was.
He stopped at the door to the office and hesitated only a moment before knocking. He knew exactly why he was here and exactly who this person was. Whether this man helped him or not was completely up to this man. No amount of money could sway this man's decision. Hopefully he wouldn't murder and carve Light's body up to make a sculpture.
Now Light felt sick and even more scared than he was before. Light quickly swallowed up the bile that was rising up to his throat and knocked on the door to the office. He was hurried in by a pair or pale hands and greeted by the smiling face of one, Beyond Birthday.
"Hello Light, what pretty problems to you have for me to solve today?" Beyond asked as he brushed Light's hair out of his face.
"I need you to tell me why I'm growing wings.
To be continued in the next chapter...(I'm sorry chapter's have been short in this and a lot of my other stories) Hope you enjoyed~! :3