Death Note: Bittersweet~ Chapter 8

The next day, Yvonne found herself in front of room 221 on the 22nd floor. She sighed dramatically. Just being there was the sign of weakness for her. In the past, she would have been honored to work with the genius detective. She used to admire his intellectual and perceptive ability; now, though, it meant nothing.

"I know you are smarter than you let out. You have great potential to inherit the title of L, don't you? But you are afraid to show it. This is a game we all have to play yet you want to hide from it. The truth is that you, D, can easily surpass L if you try." A young version of B stated.

The sun was setting and the red light it was emitting was reflecting into D's eyes. She wasn't scared or angry. She kept a blank face that annoyed B.

"What do you know? Maybe one day I will show you what I am capable of."

Yvonne woke up from her flashback in time to hear the door open. She wasn't thinking about the situation at hand and Watari knew that from the first time he saw her. She wasn't living in the present and her eyes always seemed to look for someone into the distance.

"I'm glad you are here" He smiled kindly and invited her inside. She moved coldly, like a robot, inside the hotel room but didn't speak. Watari cleared his throat, making everyone turn to him. That was when they remarked the thin girl in the room.

"Ryuuzaki…?"

There were just two men, besides Watari, which were staring intensely at a monitor. Yvonne assumed 

L was currently checking on the people Raye Penber watched.

L didn't react in an obvious way but he was glad that she accepted to assist him on the Kira case. She was a great asset not only because she was a bright woman but because she had experience as a detective.

"D, this is Chief Yagami." She nodded towards him as a sign of respect. Even though he was tired and was barely holding himself from falling asleep, he was a bit concerned about her presence there. His family members were suspected of being Kira and having another person on the case was troublesome.

"Is she an acquaintance of yours, Ryuuzaki?" Silence. "Isn't that enough? My family is at risk right now!" Yvonne blinked at the older man and walked towards the couch. L was contently licking at his ice cream while watching the monitors.

"Hello. I am Yvonne Noir, consultant detective and member of the Interpol." She bowed. "Please, call me D."

Chief Yagami was taken aback. She looked so young and fragile yet she held a powerful and dangerous position. He couldn't think straight so he just bowed back in respect and continued to watch the monitor as well. It was focused on his son, who just arrived home.

Yvonne turned her attention on the screen as well and tried to catch a glimpse of the dark figure. The Shinigami above Light's head was simply watching the teenager. He looked very entertained by everything Light did.

On the other side, she could hear L telling Chief that his son seemed perfectly normal and behaved according to his age.

"Boys his age use to lock their rooms. I did that too when I was young" She didn't need to turn to leave out a scoff. She knew very well that L didn't have a normal childhood. The kids at Wammy's never locked their rooms because usually, that meant they had a problem or a secret. That wasn't good for their well being or for the game.

Regardless, Light continued to do surprising things in his father's opinion. He started to read magazines about women in bikini, which kind of ticked Yvonne off. Even if L was continuously telling Chief that his son was normal, it was obvious that was a lie. Light Yagami was just hiding his true intentions. He was smart and knew how to camouflage.

"Like a chameleon…" L blinked and stopped licking his ice cream. He heard her perfectly and he had the same impression as her.

After Chief Yagami went to sleep, the room felt empty and cold. L was still watching the family; Watari retreated into the next room for the night as well and Yvonne was wide awake, on the couch beside L.

"What do you think?" She raised an eyebrow and bit her lower lip.

"You ask that a lot, don't you? I thought the world gravitates around what you think." She was mean and didn't hold back in front of him.

Even from the first time they met, a long time ago, little D used to have a bad mouth and a bad personality. She never acknowledged L's status as the greatest detective because she never saw him in action. When that happened, she was already a different person. L watched D even since she was a child and she never ceased to surprise him. She used to hang around two children at that time: B and A. They were the three geniuses at Wammy's and other kids looked up to them.

"You changed."That certainly came out of nowhere. She fully turned to face him and she chuckled.

"People change, L. People grow up and they realize the truth"

"And what is the truth, D?" His question sounded cold but they both knew he was actually very interested in her response.

"Life sucks." They stared at each other for a while, each of them thinking about different situations from their lives.

A young version of D walked into the garden and simply watched the children around her.

"D…" A younger version of B came running to her and hugged her out of nowhere. "You should stop running away." He continued after he let her go. His bright red eyes did have a great effect on her. Her tense body slowly started to relax and give in to his warmth.

"I had them again. The nightmares. They seem so real, B" She grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer. She started to breath heavily. "Something inside of me wants to get out and I don't even know what. I'm scared. I'm so-"She started to cry in his chest and he just hugged her tighter.

"Maybe it's time for you to let it out and confront your nightmares. That's your life and you never know when it's over."

"What is your first impression of Light?"

That question brought her back to reality. She shook her head, trying to also shake the memories off.

"Your percentage of him being Kira should decrease to 1% if we are to believe his charade. If not, then it should be somewhere around 20%. Teenage boys aren't perfect at all. They do lock their rooms and hide inadequate magazines but he does it so falsely. To me, it seems like he just fools around." L nodded, taking the information through his own perceptive method. "He doesn't do anything incriminating so I can't say he is Kira but you should keep an eye out for him." She lied. She knew the truth about the young Yagami but she couldn't tell him.

Making a long story short, Yvonne had something to do with the Shinigami World. More exactly, she was a reincarnated Death God. She had a reputation that rivaled Ryuk's when it came to troubles but the Death God Lord couldn't punish her since she used to do the work of maybe the whole realm. Therefore, she was able to trick the Shinigami Lord into giving her another chance at life. She reincarnated into a young and pure baby who never had a name because her parents died too soon. She became D and soon enough, she became Yvonne Noir. However, she knew that her soul will always be the one of the Shinigami. She couldn't live a lie her whole life; she was the 1880's serial killer Kaira Brooke.

Anyway, one of the rules she had to agree to was not to get involved. She still possessed an amount of Shinigami power so she had to live by the same rules as Ryuk. She couldn't help L and she couldn't help B. Everything she could do was live on and watch as her loved ones would all, eventually, pass away. It was sad but it was the truth.

Death Note: Bittersweet~Chapter 7

Meanwhile, Yvonne stopped crying. She was still on the bed, sulking but she regained control over her emotions. She got surprised when she heard a knock on the door.

Groggily, she walked to the door and opened it very slowly. She didn't seem shocked of who self-invited in her hotel room. He didn't even ask for her permission.

"Why did you get so comfortable? It's not like you're going to stay for more than a few minutes" She mumbled to herself. He didn't even hear.

He entered without a problem into her room and just sat on the couch, in his own, weird position. With big panda eyes he started to stare at her. She sighed and also took a seat next to him.

"I assume you have a few questions for me" She blinked. "I also have to ask you something" She blinked again.

He didn't get annoyed by that, not like the others. He'd known her for long enough and he got accustomed.

"B died by a sudden heart attack" She stated, coldly. It didn't seem to affect the detective, though; at least, not immediately. His eyes started to grow bigger a few second later. It didn't last long. His face became blank again.

"I'm sorry to hear that, I-"

"You transferred him from California to Tokyo." That wasn't a question. She firmly stated the fact and she wanted answers.

"Yes, I did." She glared at him.

It was an expression L had never seen on her. He was quite intrigued. She looked furious yet hurt. She was a self centered woman. He never knew she could be able to have feelings towards someone else.

"Why?" Her expression didn't change.

L bit his finger and started to think. His answer wouldn't be enough for someone like her. She wasn't just a simple woman so he had to respond with a satisfactory answer.

"I thought he will become a good asset later in the case. It's a pity that he died by Kira's hands"

Yvonne was growing more and more annoyed. L looked so neutral next to her feelings. She wanted to punch him hard but she didn't. She could restrain herself.

Instead, she grabbed something from the table and placed it in front of him.

"It's from B. You should decipher it" L took the letter by a corner, as if it was some alien thing and started to read it. His eyes scanned every sentence and moved pretty fast. Lastly, he put it back down.

"This message doesn't have any sense. I should have known he would write something like that. It's also ambiguous. He says that I don't know what I am messing with. What does he mean by that? There is no sense whatsoever" She listened closely to his words and blinked.

Truthfully, L was right. For him, who didn't have any knowledge over Shinigami matters, it was completely pointless. However, Beyond did write that for him. Maybe he just wanted to be seen as a more informed person on something that L wasn't. Maybe it was still all about competition.

"You came here for Kira, didn't you?" Yvonne's head turned to L and blinked again.

"I did. It's a matter of time until he will get caught"

"What do you think about Kira, D?" She sighed and leaned back on the couch.

"I think you already found him" She stated. L didn't move and just listened. "I also think you can't prove it. He's just a kid right? I mean, who would want to make the world a better place if not someone young? The world is a rotten place and the more you age, the more rotten you become. That's how life goes" L nodded and started to bite his finger harder.

"You are right. But just in Tokyo, there are more than enough students who would like to call themselves Kira. What then?"

"Usually, when it comes to a criminal, there is a back story which led him to crime. In this case, Kira seems to be a smart person with no hard past. He killed so many criminals; he thinks he does the world a good. That's not the case. Kira doesn't work for the world he works for himself. He wants to form a Utopia. That's impossible, though. He knows that but it doesn't stop him from trying"

"I'm sure you already know that he also killed 12 FBI agents" She nodded. "Those FBI agents were in Japan to investigate the police officers I work with" She nodded again.

"I figured out that much" L continued

"Raye Penber is our lead in this investigation. I think he might have seen Kira before he died"

"You don't have to inform me about your case L. I can hack into the police system without much fuss. I can get this information easily. Tell me something I can't find out on my own" L stopped munching on his finger and leaned closer to her face. He was creepily staring at her up close.

"What do you know about Shinigami?" She got taken aback by that question.

"What?" That was when L grabbed from his pocket three pieces of paper that looked like they've been through a war. She unfolded them and read them. It wasn't a hard puzzle. "L, did you know that Shinigami love apples?" If she could have had, she would have slapped herself; like in anime.

"These letters have been found at different times written by different criminals before they died. We discovered that Kira can kill in different ways but he needs a face and a name"

"Right" L raised his hand and seemed as if he wanted to touch her face. She leaned closer to his face. 

"If you investigate whatever Raye Penber was working on, then why don't you tell me what's the percentage?" L blinked his panda eyes at her.

"There is a 5% that Chief Yagami's son, Light, is Kira" She chuckled

"Did you place cameras and bugs in his home?" He nodded slowly. It looked like a robot who was guided. "Then I guess the percentage is more than 5%" She sighed and got up.

She stretched while L watched her intensely. Eventually, L also got up and started to walk in his crouched form and with his hands in his pockets, towards the door.

"I want you to accompany me in this case. You already know where you can find me. Just come when you are ready" Translated into L's language that meant she should make up her mind already and just help him.

"Fine but I'm doing this just for B" L nodded and walked out of her hotel room. She sighed and rubbed her eyes. It was getting pretty late and she suffered enough for a day.

Death Note: Bittersweet~Chapter 4

The ride to the hotel was silent. She left the prison with some kind of melancholy. She had been through that kind of situation before but it still hurt.

Humans weren't worthy. She always lived by that principle. Kira wasn't a God and she was sure he will, eventually, get caught.

When she arrived at the hotel, the receptionist told her that the 22nd floor was entirely occupied, which intrigued her. She didn't ask for any other information, though. She simply grabbed the key and walked to the elevator. She waited just for a few second until the doors opened.

A man dressed in black walked out of the elevator and right past her. She wasn't very tall, but she did get a good view of the man's face. He had an old, Victorian hat on his head but it couldn't cover the white hair completely. She walked into the elevator with a playful smirk.

The hotel room was definitely less luxurious than her apartment in New York but it was good enough. She didn't have any luggage; therefore she didn't have any clothes.

Getting quite uncomfortable in a pair of black jeans and a formal shirt, she had no choice but sleep in her undergarments.

While she was slowly getting things out of her purse, like a hair brush or her phone, she also found BB's letter. She knew it was for L but that didn't matter. She wasn't a fan of personal space and intimacy. If she wanted something, she was more than ready to die for it or cross any boundaries.

The letter wasn't long and it didn't contain anything suspicious; at least not at first sight. She knew BB for long enough to figure out that everything he ever did was either complicated or made out of spite. She didn't know which one was the case in that letter since every time he mentioned L it was from both spite and personal issues which made everything complicated.

She read the letter once more. There had to be a puzzle behind it because the letter itself was bullshit. There were just words put together to make some kind of sense for unwanted readers. She was one of them in that moment.

"Or maybe not…"

She narrowed her eyes and started to position the letters differently. It didn't take long to discover the message within.

She placed the first two sentences differently. Two words were made out of the first letters of the first sentence while the third one was made out of every last letter from the third sentence.

You don't know

The last part was not hidden at all. It was created out of the third letter of the mid words of the last sentence.

What you're messing with

That was definitely directed towards L. Just he could have a chance at finding the hidden message.

However, that line held the whole Kira case behind it. L and the police didn't know about the Death Note and she was pretty sure they would never believe what they couldn't see: Shinigami.

If L will ever find Kira then he will have a lot of work trying to prove it.

"You can't fight death with justice. I guess you'll find out pretty soon" She walked towards the immense window from the living room and stared at the city below. "Both of you will." She continued.

Death Note: Bittersweet~Chapter 6

Even though she looked calm, inside her heart there was a hurricane. How could she have not seen that coming?

"He couldn't see his own lifespan but I could and he shouldn't have died now" She muttered.

Her head hurt and so did her heart. In the past 22 years she never made a single friend. She didn't know why; maybe she was too comfortable and took everything for granted or maybe she was too scared that they would find her different. She was an adopted child yet the Noir family never behaved accordingly. They embraced her presence; they welcomed her in the family and made her feel as if she was part of them.

She chose to stop thinking for a while. Her mind was already working at an inhuman pace. She didn't want it to move even faster. She stopped in the lobby and rubbed her forehead. She suddenly got overwhelmed by what was happening.

"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea" She muttered again.

With a dramatic sigh, she walked towards the elevator. It came rather quick and she was the only one waiting for it. Unfortunately, when the doors were ready to close, someone stopped them. She raised her head instantly and started to glare at the man.

The silence between the two was awkward. The elevator music wasn't any help at all. When it reached the 22nd floor, the man turned to her.

"He's making up a team" She didn't move and remained expressionless.

"Good for him" The man wasn't ready to give up.

"I thought you were friends" She narrowed her eyes and scoffed.

"He doesn't have friends" In the end, the man sighed and gave up.

He knew she was stubborn and proud. Once she got hurt she was able to forgive but she never forgot. She was childish and self-centered and she didn't change.

When she arrived in her own hotel room, the first thing she did was turn on the television. There was a soap opera on some random channel and left it there. She didn't want any news about any death in that moment.

Next, she went into her room and placed her new clothes into the dresser. She placed the food into the small refrigerator and jumped on the bed. It had been an eventful day.

She placed her hand over her eyes and sighed. She had hoped that the whole Kira case would be easy and fun, since she actually possessed the Shinigami Eyes but it definitely wasn't.

"The ones who are born to be doomed will forever live an unfortunate life" She mumbled while she started to move her hands over the bed.

At some point, she touched something small but firm. She got up quickly and grabbed the box. It was full of BB's things from the Japanese jail but also the American one. Everything he had; everything was in there.

She opened it carefully and remarked that it was full of paper; nothing else but paper. Her left eye started to twitch when she started to read what was written on the paper.

"Today, I'm bored. There's nothing to play with and those incompetent guardians don't give me eatable food."

"I made a fool out of the new guardian. He's quite young. It shouldn't be hard to make him give me some jam"

"I finally got my hands on strawberry jam."

She sighed. Everything he had written was about his need of strawberry jam. The few things Beyond Birthday couldn't live without were pride, his own identity and strawberry jam. He was like a child.

For the next few hours, Yvonne went through every piece of paper in the package. Most of them were random and in English. He had nothing to do, he was already embarrassed for a lifetime and he had no one to play with. Exactly like a child who got grounded.

There were only three papers that contained something more. One was about LA and what happened there; the second was about Wammy but in a very difficult way to read. He scrambled a lot of letters and if you were to put them in the right order it read: Dare to Survive L.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. It was childish but it was understandable. His lifetime wish was to become better than L in any possible way.

The third one, though, had a few numbers written on it. There was the address of Wammy's House but there were also a few more numbers that didn't make any sense. Was it a lifespan he saw? Or maybe something only he would know? But also, it was addressed to her. He wrote: Distraction is the only way to get Beyond the Law.

If you were smart enough and knew about his past puzzles, it was quite easy to understand the meaning behind it.

D is the only way to get B the L.

D is the only one who can make B forget about L.

D and B are friends.

B's Distraction.

She didn't want to cry. She seriously tried not to show any emotion but it was too hard. She remained 

silent and tears started to pour down her checks.

A few levels below, the man dressed in dark entered room number 221. It was situated on the 22nd floor, the one the receptionist said it was entirely reserved.

"Everything is prepared, Watari?" The man nodded. He walked deeper into the room and gave up on his facade. He was an elder man. His white hair was styled in a British way and he looked warm and kind but still a gentleman.

"Everything is ready. I planted bugs and cameras around the two apartments" The younger man in the room looked pretty satisfied.

"How did it go? Did she receive the mission?" Watari started to chuckle. It was definitely amusing.

"She's not going to come on her own will. She is stubborn as always" The younger man, which stood in a crouched position, started to bit his finger and didn't look very happy.

"Should I uncover my identity in front of her?" It wasn't necessarily meant as a question for Watari but the elder responded anyway. It sounded more like an advice.

" I believe you should just ask for her help personally" The youngest hummed and walked out the door. Watari watched bemusedly as his best pupil was ready to give up little of his self esteem for another.

Death Note: Bittersweet~Chapter 5

The next day, Yvonne woke up on the couch, in the living room. She stretched and yawned loudly. She wasn't a morning person. In fact, she was quite lazy and comfortable. She often preferred to be alone so that no one would judge her lifestyle. Her family was indeed rich but she wasn't famous. If it wasn't for the big IQ and that creativity of hers she would have ended up on the streets, maybe.

She didn't have any spare clothes and she didn't eat anything since she landed in Japan. She took a shower and dressed in the same clothes. She had to go shopping.

When she left her room, she completely forgot about the man in black and his resemblance to someone she knew. When she walked into the lobby, there was someone waiting for her. She raised an eyebrow but didn't move. The man walked right past her but, subtly, gave her a note.

She didn't even unfold it until she got a few miles away from the hotel. She sat on a bench in the busy Shinjuku and read it. There wasn't much, though. It was written just a room number.

"That's on the 22nd floor" She mumbled to herself. She sighed and placed the note back into her pocket. It was still too soon to make her appearance. She entered the first store and looked for clothes. However, she didn't have much time to look around because her phone started to ring. It was an unknown number.

"Hello. Miss Noeru?" Except the fact that he misspelled her name, Yvonne was still calm. "I'm sorry but the prisoner from cell number 9984 died this morning. You have to come and take his belongings. You are the only person he signed as relative." The whole world seemed to slow down. She stopped and hung up. It all seemed surreal. She knew he was going to die but she wasn't ready. It was too soon. She hoped she could actually find a way to save him.

"But his arrest wasn't made public, was it?" She whispered to herself. She was too shocked to think logically. The LA murder cases were indeed popular back then but…it hurt. It hurt deeper than she imagined. Also, it's been some time since she last felt such emotions.

Her shopping spree ended abruptly. In approximately 2 hours she finished buying clothes for a week and food. Her next stop was the jail. When she arrived there, the guardians were all busy with a few more people. It seemed Beyond wasn't the only one who died that night.

"Are you Miss Noeru?" She nodded to the young guardian. He smiled comfortably and gave her a box. It was pretty light. She also had to sign for it. "You are the girl who visited him yesterday. I'm sorry. He, and several prisoners, died last night of heart attacks. It must have been Kira." She narrowed her eyes at the guardian, making him smile nervously and shut up. She knew already how and who killed her supposedly best friend. "If it makes you feel better, he mentioned you while talking to himself. I'm sorry again for your loss." She sighed and left quickly. She was already sick of pity.

"Fool. Maybe I would have had come quicker if you would have called me." She sighed again and rubbed her eye. She was still sleepy.

That day, she didn't take the cab. She took the bus, which took a lot more. She also had to walk by foot to the hotel. While she was slowly making her way towards what was supposed to be her home for a few weeks, she didn't fail to notice a familiar face.

"Yagami…" She raised an eyebrow and stopped. She couldn't see very well the person he was talking to; that, until she moved a little. Yvonne could swear she had seen that woman before. She titled her head and furrowed her eyebrows, in order to catch a better sight of the woman. Her black her, her height, her clothes, it was all familiar. She gasped when she finally figured it out.

"Naomi Misora…she worked on LA Murder Cases!" She couldn't hear what they were talking about since she was on the other side of the road but she saw Light writing something on a tiny piece of paper and next thing she saw, Naomi Misora was getting further away with a look of depression and suicidal attempt.

Light didn't know Yvonne just found him out. He was joyfully living his accomplishment. However, the Shinigami felt her presence right away.

Hey Light. Look on your right.

He wasn't supposed to enter that game but he couldn't pass the chance.

Light did exactly what his companion informed him to and his platonic face changed drastically. He narrowed his eyes at her but kept his head held high. She just witnessed him acting as Kira and sending Raye Penber's fiancée to death.

She won't tell on you. Much like a Shinigami, she doesn't have the right to impose. She can just watch from side.

That didn't make any difference, though. Yvonne and Light were staring at each other with the same look. However, Yvonne smirked. Just before a car drove by and interrupted their staring contest, her eyes became bloody red. Light didn't move but when the car passed, she wasn't there anymore.