The To-Oh university was fulfilled with students. Some of them were bored, others had full of energy for studying. And others had a little more fun with friends and company last night. Perhaps they were a little drunk or perhaps they didn't get enough sleep. That's how it's usually a young adult's life. Light couldn't be such a role model for the other students. He was just perfect as a student in school, so why should he lose this perfect style? His peers admired him for being the perfect example.
"Hey, Light. What the professor is saying?" The young man from the right asked whispering.
"He's talking about the rarity of the crimes in Japan. We're on page 43" Light whispered back.
"Thanks, dude. Man... I shouldn't have drunk that much last night. I couldn't help it though! It was my girlfriend's birthday"
It felt like there was a bulb in his head popping up when he heard the word "girlfriend" Is this plan really safe? How will Takada use the notebook? Does she know she should use it wisely? He remembered he gave it to her last night and explained how to use it after he grabbed her body onto her bed. He thought it's a preeminent way to make her be his prey. That's what he did with Misa after all. But instead of having sex with her, he kissed her.
Am sure Misa is thinking right now stuff like «Light doesn't love me! I love, him why he doesn't? Why his behavior is so different?» etc. She's in love with me, only because I killed the one he killed her family. As it seems, the girl has a general relationship problem. Like, she was willing for me to use her as a pawn for the murders. She doesn't care am Kira.
Come to think of it, she probably doesn't remember am Kira, since she has lost her memories and anything it's related to death note. Has she forgotten L too?An evil smile spread across his face.Things are going to be more interesting... Am so curious about what's going to happen.
It seemed like Ryuk read his master's thoughts. Sitting over Light's seat, he left his creepy giggle.
"Your plans are always interestingly egregious, Light!" I can tell it by your smile. Humans are just so interesting!"
Not that I trust Misa, but the notebook isn't a toy as Rem told me accurately. At least Takada is less stupid than Misa. She'll find out she shouldn't use it immediately until I tell her to do so. Don't be so suspicious! You know Takada since middle school. So far, she hasn't shown any sign that she's not capable of being a partner of Kira! Nonetheless, any movement that is being acted on the death note is important. One mistake and then you'd be found dead! That's how it works.
Thank god I escaped in time from my execution. I'm sure people in the court would have put journalists in to record my face and my real name. Or worse, interview me. If any security camera catches me I'll be in real trouble! That's why Takada's help is so important. Compared to Misa's "help" I wonder why Takada is late though... We're in the same class.
At that very moment, the great door of the room opened and a girl with short black hair entered. It was obviously Takada. The professor slightly yelled at her that she was late, the girl apologized afterward and ran into her seat next to Light, but from the left side.
"Light, am so sorry I got late... I didn't know that-" she started whispering.
"Why are you apologizing to me? I don't mind your delay"
"I was fifteen minutes late! I don't need to hear a sermon from the professor about it" she replied trying not to raise her voice.
"What did you do with the car I borrowed you?"
"The car?"
He came closer to her ear after he put his finger on his mouth to make her hush. The girl felt like someone had placed worms all over her body. The goosebumps went to every place of her skin, making her blush, and couldn't help, but listen to his sexy voice travelling into her ear.
"The notebook"
"Um..."
"Say no more. You're going to tell me everything after the lesson"
**
After the bell ringed, all the students ran into the nearest cafeteria to make their orders for food and drinks, like high school students. Takada made her own order too, by asking for a frappé. She asked her boyfriend too if she wants coffee, though he replied he doesn't like coffee, not alcohol either.
So he doesn't drink coffee, not alcohol either? He has such a cleared organism! That's so cool! He's definitely a Mr. Perfect!!She said within herself.
"It's not safe yet. We're going to the warehouse, which is on the last floor of the building"
And so, they hit their direction to the top of their school. Light checked if there's any person passing by and gave his new girlfriend his question still checking suspiciously the place.
"So, tell me, Takada. What did you do with the notebook?"
"Well... Um..."
"I know you killed somebody. I can tell it by the look of your eyes"
"How do you know?"
"Didn't you know that eyes are the mirror of the soul? Everyone knows that eyes show feelings and acts"
"Yeah, right... Um... Yes. I killed some people. I don't know if they were five or six. I didn't count them" she answered nervously.
"Did you kill a criminal or someone you know personally?"
"Should I tell you?"
"We're partners in crime and in relationship! Why shouldn't you tell me? I won't shout at you" He clarified to her.
"Um... I actually killed someone I know, not personally. I just know that existence of this person"
"Who they were?"
"She was a classmate of mine, from elementary school. You know I entered middle school when I moved to your neighborhood. We didn't go to the same elementary school"
"Don't get in such details. We both have knowledge of it. Just tell me who you killed"
"There was a classmate in fifth grade. She used to be a really good friend of mine. In our classroom, however, there was a lot of antagonism between good students. Perhaps it was our teacher's fault who was somehow strict about the students studying. He usually threatened that if we didn't study enough he would be expelled us from school and all the students would make fun of us.
As I said, we used to be friends but due to our young age, our need to be a great impression on our teacher was bigger than our friendship. So, she became my greatest rival in every single thing. She even went to the homepage I used to have on my desktop and left hateful comments. So... I killed her. I don't know where she is and where she lived, but I feel relieved..."
"And you're still that angry since then? It's been a while, Takada, you can't be angry about such little things. I mean, fights and disagreements happen a lot among classmates, especially when we're talking about elementary school. You shouldn't have killed her so easily..." The male killer replied.
"I wasn't angry, Light. I just wanted to remove her life. She didn't deserve to live anyway. I think there's a difference between killing someone out of anger and acting in the boiling of the soul and killing people who are scheduled to be killed whether you are angry or not. Have you ever killed on purpose, Light? Or your murders are always impulsive?"
Light tried to justify his words.
"That is what I would tell you. It is better to avoid the people you know from those around you, let alone those with whom there is antagonism and "hatred". We must first take into account the reactions of their families, and whether they were famous in society. Meaning if they were politicians, actors, singers, etc"
"I didn't kill just one person" she interrupted him.
"Don't get me wrong. Am not yelling at you or anything. Just know these words as friendly advice. Remember I have more experience with the death note, so I think you should follow it. Am just saying it hoping they won't catch us" The boy answered calmly.
"Hehehehe! You sound like a big brother, Light! That's how you would talk to your sister about the death note! Muahahahahaha!" Ryuk was sitting behind Light's head and was listening to the conversation, with his deep and deadly voice.
Light sighed softly.
"Ryuk, we're talking seriously right here. What's so funny?"
"Ryuk?" Takada said.
"Oh, yes, I haven't shown him to you yet. Here. Touch my notebook"
And so, he stretched his hand so the girl can interact with the deadly weapon. The terrifying creature appeared in front of her with his creepy smile, making him look more horrific than before.
"Ciao Bella!" The shinigami greeted her. The girl looked at him astonished. Then she added:
"Oh... You may be a shinigami but you look creepier than Rem"
"Are you making some reference to my beautiful face?" He replied sarcastically. "Am a beauty model to the female shinigamis!"
"You were talking completely differently the other day, Ryuk. You told me girls don't like you and such things" Light added.
"Did I?"
"Well let's be focused on the topic of our conversation. I have to protect Light in order not to be caught by the cops" Takada turned the conversation to the beginning. "Isn't that so, Light? And I'll try to be more cautious in whom am about to kill"
"You don't have to protect me. I just need you as a partner because all this time am Kira, I do things myself. Since you're now Kira's partner, you better see things more consequentially. Meaning that you could help me escape the cops as well" He answered still looking at the corridor and checking constantly.
In those circumstances, I'll turn paranoid at some point. It's not my fault though! I need to know who knows me as Light Yagami and who as Kira... I better not jump to conclusions.
"Talking about Kira's work, what kind of person is L? You've been working along with L and the police, right?" Takada asked.
"Don't say aloud his name. It's best to call him Ryuzaki, or Ryuga Hideki"
"Ryuga Hideki? Like the actor's name?"
"That's right. He has many aliases for protection, and they're so many that you end up not knowing what's his real name" Light commented.
"Really?" Takada giggled softly. "If you want, I can make the deal with the shinigami eyes to find out his real name and kill him"
"No need. I already know what's his real name. Although this is not my priority. Don't kill him better, since I value him as a rival. And if we kill him, it will no longer be fun"
"I see..."
"As for your question, yes I've been working along with L and the police since my father is the chief of the police service. He is world-famous but he never appears in public, so people know nothing about him. Neither his real name, nor his face, nor his location. Even if he appears in public, you will almost see him with unbrushed hair and unwashed clothes. He is kinda tall but walks hunched over. His hair has the emo style, and he always wears a white shirt with jeans. You'll never see him wearing other clothes. He looks like a complete homeless"
"Hm... He may be a detective but his appearance deceives you" The girl commented.
"Exactly. And you can't fool him easily. I bet his brain is as big as his IQ"
"How do you know?"
"Well his IQ could be around 187 to 190" Ryuk interrupted.
"Ryuk, would you mind not to speak for some minutes? Takada needs to understand how L works"
"As you wish, master..." Ryuk answered sarcastically and left the warehouse and go for a walk around the building.
"I suppose you know his personality too, right?"
"Uh... Nope. I don't know him that personally, I just know him on the surface, I don't know who he is deep down. He's mysterious. He gives you this strange impression that he's impressively clever, and that he knows a lot about the case he's working. His voice is always calm and deep like a poet's voice. He also talks a bit scientifically, like a scientist would talk" He continued. "Sometimes, you need a dictionary to understand his dialect"
Takada laughed a bit at this statement.
"Seriously, am not joking around! Just wait until you see him talking"
"He sounds like an interesting person! Does he have a girlfriend?"
"Why you ask? Don't tell me you love him more than me!" Light tried to sound clingy. -Because that's what girls like in guys-
"What are you talking about?" She laughed taking a step back to the wall.
"C'mon, Kiyomi... Do you really love me? I do! You're the only love of my life!" He stuck his hand on the wall, so she wouldn't be able to escape.
"Um... Light?" Her face turned red and her heart rate had increased for a bit.
"Just answer the question, do you love me or not?"
"Are you kidding! With all my heart!" She jumped over his arms to kiss him, while her lips felt the dewiness of her boyfriend's lips. She still couldn't believe it... Light is Kira, but at the same time, he's her new boyfriend. The one who wanted him to be her never-ending boyfriend. The one who stole her virginity the last night. She didn't care the first "time" happened too fast. Light is now hers and certainly, they will do any couple does, no matter how long the relationship is.
As for Light, he knew pretending you love someone while you don't, it's ridiculous, but it's the only way to make someone be your partner in crime and manipulate them. If they're a girl, it's going to be easier. Taking advance of a young woman's feelings it's obviously a piece of cake. Because women know nothing about police and detective skills, so they will find out nothing. The only thing they're capable of is falling in love too easily, and staying home doing the housework.
It's sexist for my own mind... Though it wouldn't be a bad idea if Misa and Takada will do the housework for me. Only qeers do this kind of stuff.
The young assassin let the thoughts pass through his mind, while he was taking Takada's shirt off, while his lips stayed attached to hers pulling her closer to his body. He felt nothing. Not even some goosebumps. But he did felt the young woman's body temperature rising up, and probably her heartbeat too. She knew where this was going
So this is how you feel when you're having an adult crush on someone. Jeez... Just thinking about it makes me wanna puke... This nonsense is not for me. A God doesn't need it!He thought.
They didn't know though someone was staring at them. Someone, only they can see. Someone who had a strange fetish with apples. Undeniably, it was the Shinigami Ryuk. That terrifying creature, being straight out of the underworld.
"Will you stay there for a long time yet? I don't mean to bother you, but I think the lesson has already started. I may be a shinigami, but I do have conscious of the human world"
The couple turned and noticed him astonished. Light was holding Takada's bra and had almost take it off. The same with his shirt, being taken off by the girl.
"Just...For how long are you here?" Light asked trying not to sound annoyed.
"I just came. Why d'you ask?"
"Has the lesson started?"
"I think so... Am not so sure"
The couple had flushed a little, due to someone had noticed them having their own personal time. They didn't know a shinigami could have a tact strategy.
Am going to find some apples. Take your time to finish" Ryuk stated and opened his wings.
"I didn't know Ryuk was a voyeur... He has some fetishes with apples, but he can have fetishes with people too? That perverted shinigami!" Takada commented.
But Light had other things on his mind. Will he manage to escape from the media and the police, and what will happen if L finds him in the end? Even worse what will happen if Misa recovers her memories? These questions may seem simple, but the answers are more complicated than they actually are...
The 25th-year-old detective passed by the rooms of the hospital. He gazed at the other patients. Everyone was minding their own business. Some were waiting in the lobby area. Others were going to have surgery. Some even had to go forthwith to the emergency room. He also saw children crying and begging their parents not to take them to the doctor because they were obviously afraid of the situation.
Each of us has a different story. We all come from somewhere. Some had a perfect life and along the way was ruined, and vice versa. Others may have had a bad life and later it got better. Or perhaps their lives are just normal. But what is certain is that when it comes to health, everyone is equal.
There are no inequalities in health. Diseases do not discriminate, and that is what unites us as human beings. Even he, the most famous detective in the world is vulnerable. Famous or not famous, rich or poor, handsome or ugly, man or woman, all this has no meaning for the human soul. There are about seven billion people in this world. Everyone feels the same way. We all fear death, we all want to survive and not suffer from any incurable disease. Each of us would be afraid of something we have no acknowledgment of. But our ego is so big, that we don't give our fellow human beings compassion. We better put ourselves in their shoes for a while and understand how they might feel.
These were his thoughts as he passed in front of the rooms. Until he returned to his own room too. He was not alone though. He also had company, as the doctor informed him. There was another bed next to his own, and someone was lying on it. As he walked by, he noticed it was an old man around 70 to 75 years old. He seemed to be asleep, but he wasn't. He was staring at the wall without talking.
*Beep Beep*
That was the sound of L's mobile phone when someone sends him a message. He sat on his bed and turned on the device. Matsuda had sent him two messages.
Good morning, L. This is Touta who is sending the message. I decided to type a message instead of calling you because you never know who might hear our conversation.
So as not to procrastinate I will tell you this: The rest of the team were very tired from the execution that did not take any place in the end, and went home. But I searched to find out where the two Kiras went and finally I found them. Do you know where? To nowhere! After all, it is their job to confuse the police and go wherever they want, so it is extremely difficult to locate them in a city like Tokyo. Let's just hope we'll find them soon.
I am not telling you these to get on your nerves or anything. Am just informing you that until you recover, we will not make any move. We will wait to receive your requisitions.
By the way, what was that thing with Misa? That was the second message with a smiley face emoji at the end of the sentence.
Matsuda is being stupid again...The detective thought and started typing on the buttons of the device.
This is L. Thank you for your interest, Matsuda. I feel relatively content in my health. The doctor said I'll be able to leave by tomorrow. Though, I should be careful with my arms movements.
As for the rest, you did not have to apologize for not being able to detect them. I do feel like the situation warrants it. Certainly, a policeman cannot start investigating a criminal that has eluded. Nonetheless, their execution was yesterday, so I believe these are normal circumstances. Please don't act so perfunctorily. We do have reasons why we call you "stupid" We're not kids anymore.
In addition, I think you should send your messages by your last name and not your first. We do not have so much intimacy with each other. In short, we're not best friends. As a Japanese person, you should already have knowledge of it.
Last, about Misa, these things are not being said through messages. As soon as the right time comes, I will explain. For now, stay where you are and don't act so perfunctorily.
He finished typing and pressed the «send message» button.
"My dear boy... You seem to be in love"
L turned his head and looked at the old man who had now turned his body to the other side of his bed.
"How did you come to that conclusion, sir?"
"I get from your eyes. These are the eyes of a person in love... If a person falls in love, they change radically. It pushes us to do the most insane things. Especially for women. Women, my boy, have ruined us... They think only they can fall in love. But they don't take into account the feelings of men. As easily as a woman can fall in love, a man can fall in love just as easily too"
"Sir..." L was about to say.
"Do you know what love meant in my times? People valued love as a feeling... A pure feeling any human being needs to feel! Nowadays, young people only pay attention to outward appearance and fall in love only with the good-looking ones. They only care about money, power, and sex. They don't understand its true value. Love has nothing to do with money, power, or sex. I mean, sex is love too but it's not just sex. It's something more than that...
And do you know who is to blame for this? The TV shows, the movies and all kinds of media! They promote these foreign role models! Teens and young adults think they will find the perfect match, but the perfect doesn't exist. Do you understand my words, boy?"
The young detective didn't know what to say to the old man's words. He just stood there sitting on his bed and listening to him. At first, he thought this old man could suffer from dementia or Alzheimer's disease. Not that his words were not logical, he just spoke somewhat intensely.
"I do understand"
The old man sighed deeply.
"Excuse me, young man, please don't mind my tenseness... My wife recently passed away due to lung cancer. And... I..."
"You are still on the grief effect?" L asked.
"Yes... You can say that"
"I feel sorry for your loss. I definitely understand how it is to have someone you love and being dead... It's indescribable"
"Exactly, boy! Love itself is indescribable. And it's even more indescribable when your loved one dies. I saw the feeling of cupid in your eyes, so that's how I remembered it"
"How did you met your wife?"
The old man got off his bed and sat normally on it.
"I used to live in a neighborhood near the Shibuya station with my brother. We both took the train to go to our university, so we both knew somehow who the regular passengers were. There was a beautiful girl who was also a regular passenger. She was the cutest girl I have ever seen! I wanted her to notice me, though I wasn't sure if I should tell my brother. He was known for being creepy to girls and flirting with them with dirty tricks. Dirty flirting was a trend at that time. Personally, I didn't think it was a very elegant way to approach a girl. I decided not to tell him in the end and tried to approach the girl on my own.
Once, she was waiting at the train station, as I did. There was a creepy guy looking at the girl's thigh. It didn't matter at first, but then he started acting like he was about to flirt with her or even sexually harassing her. Sexual harassment wasn't really a big deal for women in the 60's. Both flirting and harassment were thought to be the same. So, as not to procrastinate, he started to show his creepy behavior and was about to grab her breasts along with her crotch. The girl tried to stop him, but I kicked him out instead. I remember saying things like: "leave the girl alone, or I'll call the cops!" there were also some very bad words that I am not allowed to say, and he left.
And that's how we met. You know the rest now. We started hanging out more often, I bought her expensive things on our dates, and after three years of dating, we got married. We had four kids together. I was 26 when we got married and she was 21. I had two girlfriends in my life, but none of them was my world, as my wife was. I still remember her in the 67 years of my life..."
L didn't comment on anything the old man said. It's not that he didn't pay attention. He just didn't know what to answer. That's how love stories were in the '60s and now, in the decade of 2000s, someone like him was being shot for the eyes of a girl. Someone who wasn't even handsome. He just loved her. He loved her more than her actual boyfriend did.
"That's how youth is, boy... It's incredible being young. And let me tell you something: Take it as a friendly piece of advice, from your father. Follow your instinct and let that girl be yours, no matter what the case may be"
"But, you don't know what's the case about" The young man said.
"It doesn't matter. You will only listen to your heart. Αnd if it tells you "I want to be with her" Then make her love you! Remember it's not hard for a woman to fall in love"
L's face slightly turned red.
"Actually... She likes someone else"
"It's fine. She'll soon get bored of him and break up with him. It's only a matter of time. Women get bored easily! Hahahaha!" The old man laughed and lay down on his bed.