Death Note

Again….

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note any of its characters, plot lines, apples, and edible papers. I own Death Note just like I own DDR, Full Moon (Wo Sagashite), Shutterbox, and L's Pocky. Yeah, not at all.

Warning: I make Matsuda so gullible and naïve he could make a white bunny rabbit blush.OOC… OCXL OCXRatio

Vague references to other anime/mangas and what not. Oh, and that muse thing in ch.4 came at the last minute so Thom is now in the story

"Telepathy/Thinking"

'Japanese'

"English"

other

Synchronized Love

Kiyone shuddered; normally she liked the rain…

"Kit!! Let's go! I don't like how it looks outside!" Kiyone looked warily out window of the arcade. The growing storm clouds hovered ominously overhead the town of Springfield, . The thunder boomed over the beeps of the other games in the arcade and a strike of lightning completely lit up the sky.

"Chill Kiyone! Just one more song left and I've gotten triple A's on everything," Kit looked to the panicked teen behind her, "I can beat this bitch that stole my high score then we can go."

"Alright, but if I get hit by lightning and die, I'm coming back and kicking your ass." Kiyone said threateningly and jumped at another unexpected thunderclap. Her friend was really irrational ever since this other chick beat her high score on her favorite DDR machine, she wished lightly that lightning would hit and knock out the power for the arcade, or at least all the DDR machines. Call it Kit's karma getting her for not listening. Kiyone sighed as the rain started to pour heavily down on the streets, "I am soo not sharing my umbrella with you."

"So tonight we're gonna dance the night away, One and One is two," Kit sung along with the song as she continued to gain perfects with each step and with each word that left Kit's mouth, Kiyone got more and more anxious. Lighting struck the street post that was only a few centimeters away, close enough to what Kiyone wanted, but unfortunately there were no power outages inside the arcade.

"YES! TAKE THAT ARIS!" Kit punched in her title which was 'Matt' after her third favorite character in her favorite manga, Death Note. She turned to Kiyone and hopped of the hard plastic DDR mat, "Okay, now we can go." The two made their way to the door passed the flashing lights and midi video game themes that blazed throughout the arcade. Kiyone grabbed the door handle, "Oh! Wait! I left my Death Note manga on the top of the machine!" Kiyone sighed heavily, "You know, one of these days you're going to forget your brain."

"Shup!" Kit frowned at the remark as she ran and grabbed the book hugging it to her chest, and ran back, "Okay, I'm good!"

"Are you sure? Got your keys, books, homework? " Kiyone emphasized that last word because Kit had a tendency to not do it.

"Just open the goddamn door," Kit glared choosing to ignore her friend's remark.

"Oh don't give me th-" Kiyone stopped as she applied the necessary pressure to open a door and rammed herself into it as it failed to open.

"HAHA! Karma!" Kit started laughing at the confused teen.

"Shut up, bitch, since YOU don't have bad karma going for you, you try," Kiyone said icily in reply.

"Fine!" Kit shoved on the door, slamming her manga accidentally into the door handle; she sighed and placed the manga in the back of her pants then tried again, "What the hell?" Kit turned to look back, wanting to, as humiliating as it was, as an employee for help to open the door, but as she turned Kit noticed that the only place that was still lit by the arcade lights was where her and Kiyone were standing, "Ummm… Kiyone… were the lights off before?"

"No dumb ass," Kiyone said sounding slightly shaken.

"…Kiyone are you o- …holy shit," Kit caught sight of what Kiyone was seeing. From the farthest corner of the room the stench of rotting apples and blood wafted their way. Kit could only assume the stench was coming from the white glowing golem-like thing covered in black and blue. It smirked at them…or it appeared to. Kit backed up towards the door, "Kiyone, move towards the door, NOW," she commanded through clenched teeth. Kiyone moved to the door, "Alright, now push on three, one, two,"The creature mimicked a laugh as it flew towards the two and dragged them through the door.

Ch.1

"Uhn, stupid fucking alarm." Kit threw her arm at where her alarm normally sat, which she assumed was the buzzing sound in her head, but instead her hand met something coarse, "The fuck?" The buzzing persisted. Her hand went up to her head, "Damn that must have been some party," she half joked to herself, realizing the buzzing sound was similar to the buzzing head ache affects of a hangover. She rubbed her eyes open.

She was lying on the floor of a room that looked vaguely familiar room with huge ass TVs and a few computers/control panels, and next to her, the thing she hit earlier was none other than L, Lawliet and hand cuffed to him, looking in the other direction was Yagami, Raito. She flushed and turned over, "Oh, yeah, I'm not awake yet." She turned over and jumped up seeing her sleeping friend next to her, "Holy shit! Oow!" She yelped as she sat up to fast, "Damn freaking reflexes." She nudged Kiyone, who mumbled what sounded like, "Five more minutes Kirby."

"Woman, I'm not your fucking dog." Kit snarled at her barely responding friend who was completely oblivious to their situation.

"Kirby? You can talk? You sound like-"

Ignorance is sometimes bliss… unfortunately in a situation that could get them apprehended, it was not, "Damn it Kiyone fucking open your eyes." Kit growled and pushed the girl on her side.

"Kit, just because you said that, my eyes are remaining shut all day." Kiyone mumbled as she rolled back and put her hands over her eyes to prove her seriousness.

"Kiyone, Kakashi's taking over your living room." Kit said dryly, knowing that the comment would get the girl to wake up.

Kiyone snapped up, "YOU FUCKING NINJA I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL-…Kit we're not in my living room."

"No shit, Yusuke."

Kiyone glanced around at her surroundings, "Umm… Kit… where the hell?"

'Yagami-san, detain these two as possible Kira suspects and escort them to the conference room.' L said, curious as to how the girls managed to enter the secure building.

Kit's eyes widened as the older Yagami nodded and individually hand cuffed the girls and forced them onto their feet and started walking. "You know… I have this feeling… that we're not close to home." Kiyone looked around at the halls in the intricately structured building as the man yanked the two down the hallway, "This place is nice though."

"Kiyone… we're in DN."

"A-WHAT!?!?" Now, understand Kiyone doesn't read Death Note, for what ever reason, but she understood the abbreviation, "but…but…" Kiyone's tone quickly turned cold, "Kit." Kiyone's face went sour as she attempted to turn in the older man's grasp to glare at Kit.

"Yeah?"

"Next time I saw we are leaving the arcade, we're fucking leaving the arcade."

Kit looked up at the older man with sympathy, "I can understand why he's so anxious to get us down there," she looked forward before Soichiro could notice her gaze, "Having more suspects than just his son and Misa show up must be a huge relief." Kit sighed, "Sorry Yagami-san, your son really is Kira…" and then Kit's eyes widened as she realized that proof of that was still lodged in between her pants and her ass. "How did they not notice?" Kit was tempted to turn around, but realized that would be suspicious and quite hard to accomplish with Soichiro's death grip on the girl's cuffs. "I must have Mello's magic gun, chocolate, and now book storing pants…" she joked to herself, despite the situation at hand, she thought to Kiyone, "Hey, Kiyone?"

"Yeah?" Kiyone thought in reply

"Let's stick to our roots, Kay?"

"Neh?"

"No Japanese."

Kiyone frowned, "why not?"

"Because we genuinely like to fuck with people,"

"Oh, that," Kiyone smirked then nodded.

Soichiro turned into a glass room which the girls could only assume was the conference room, "You know normally when there's a conference room, there's a sign." Kiyone stated looking around for said sign.

"Kiyone I think we're going to be here for awhile, so we'll have plenty of time to make a sign." Kit said nodding her head backward toward the hand cuffs.

"Ooh! We get to make the sign?" Kiyone asked perking up.

"Yeah, if we don't end up in jail," Kit sighed and cracked her neck.

"But we can't end up in jail we didn't do anything!" Kiyone frowned and voiced her protest.

"Um, Kiyone, we woke up in a foreign place, that apparently is highly secure, and are being accused of being Kira. We did some things." Kit narrowed her gaze as she replied, sarcasm severely laced in the last sentence.

"But those are only two things… and technically, we didn't do that last one. You know, we're the accusees. Not the accusers." She added smartly.

"… Is accusees even a word?"

Kiyone shrugged, "It is now. I'm going to submit it to Webster's, Accusee, noun, those being accused, not the accuser, and then to throw them off, also noun, a bad pick up line."

The two shut up as L, Raito, Matsuda, Aizawa, and Mogi entered the room and sat down at the looong conference table. A silence formed in the room that seemed to consume the very thoughts that formed in everyone's mind.

Finally Raito spoke up, "Excuse me, I do believe we need your names."

"I do believe, my dear Kit, that, that was poor example of an accusee." Commented to her friend.

Soichiro, who apparently knew a good deal of English, snorted and tried to hide it with a cough, which turned into a couple coughs to suppress his laughter, while Kit just let it go. The thought of Kira using crappy pick up lines was hilarious, or to Yagami-san, just the thought of his son USING pick up lines.

'Yagami-san, are you alright?' L asked

'Yes, I think I need some air.' He managed to choke out, as he thought "I would love to be your tears, to be born in your eyes, live on your cheeks and to die on your lips." He coughed more as no doubt another onslaught of situations with his son using pickup lines formed in his mind.

"What's your sign," Kit squeaked in between giggles just so her Kiyone and Yagami-san could hear before he left the room and no doubt laughed down the hallway at his son.

Kiyone giggled, "I'm glad he thinks I'm funny." The two calmed down after Soichiro was out of sight through the glass wall.

'What did you do?' Raito asked not really ever seeing his father laugh.

"Uhh...gomenasi, watashi-wa sukoshi, nihongo-ga dekimasu…and that's it." (I'm Sorry, I know a little Japanese) Kit put on her best, I'm racking my brain, show that she could at the time.

L cleared his throat, "If you don't mind, we'd like to ask you some questions," He spoke with a British accent, which threw both the girls off guard and Kiyone gave Kit and opened mouth glance, "I knew he lived at Wammy in England but holy hell, I was not expecting that one." Kit thought to herself.

"Not that we mind or anything, but in regards the hand cuffs, doesn't look like we have a choice, hon," Kiyone jingled the cuffs together to illustrate her point.

"Did you just call him hon?" Kit asked raising an eyebrow. That was awkward, even for her and Kiyone. Maybe she hit her head too hard. Or maybe they both did.

"We'll I could have called him ducky," Kiyone shrugged and Kit hung her head.

L cleared his throat again, "What are your names?"

"Well, I'm Kit and she's Kiyone."

"Last name?" L pressed.

"Not sure, we were sent into the same foster family, their name is Mihael, mine were murdered by a train "accident" and Kit's parents were killed in a mafia incident." (haha) L stopped writing for a second.

"Yeah, already made that connection," Kit thought lightly as he cocked his head slightly, "How did you manage to gain access into the building?"

Kiyone and Kit winced as they looked at each other. That was something they weren't quite sure how to go about answering, "Um, we aren't sure about that actually."

"What do you mean?"

"Normally a person would notice walking through a highly secure building," Raito added, looking at the girls suspiciously.

"Well, mister k…accusee." Kit stopped herself as she remembered that technically, at least, in the manga, Raito wasn't Kira…at this point.

"Actually, at the moment he'd be the accuser." Kiyone commented.

"Ah, guess you're right, well, Mr. Accuser, we did not notice because we were unconscious. We actually fainted in an arcade…well…that's what I remember." Kit looked to Kiyone, who nodded to show she didn't remember anymore, but both leaving out the creepy shinigami which is what Kit and Kiyone could only assume it was. "Then we ended up waking up here, oh," Kit flushed a bit, "Ah… I never said sorry…I'm sorry…" Kit trailed off. L nodded and the rest of the people in the room gave confused glances to see if the others knew what was with the exchange, even Kiyone was perplexed.

"Anyway, it's rude for you to ask our names and not give us yours," Kiyone commented. Kit kicked her behind her knee cap.

"OW! What the hell! Kit!" Kiyone fell to the ground.

Kit fumed, "Dumb ass! Kira needs a name and a face to kill! If we're suspicious, that's the shiftiest thing you could have done… although it was blatantly obvious…not Kira like…" Kit started to think out loud.

"Wait! Then why the hell did we give them our names!" Kiyone exclaimed and started to rant.

"How did you know that?" L tried to voice over Kiyone, leaning over the table and frowning with growing suspicion.

"I… well… it's odd but I'm a finger print reader, and your finger prints were on your jeans earlier… you umm think in English" Kit mumbled the last part, but he didn't hear her. Of course Kit had known that specific fact because of a certain book that was still currently lodged in her jeans, but the finger print thing wasn't a total lie; actually it was far from it.

Aizawa, who was apparently translating the whole conversation, conveyed the thought and, 'You're a what?' Mogi asked in disbelief.

"Mihael-san, If you can read finger prints, I'd like to test that," L had two motives in this, to see if Kit was telling the truth and if so, he could maybe use her to go through some of the suspect's things and see if Raito was really Kira, after, he assumed, she learned Japanese.

"Yagami-kun please give Mihael-san your hand, and think in English."

"That sounded like a forced marriage proposal," Kiyone giggled, and apparently Aizawa heard because he started to chuckle as well.

Raito frowned, also having heard, but he did as he was told and connected fingertips with Kit, her eyes widened and she turned away quickly, "Holy shit, man don't do that! She'll become more annoying than she is now and no where near as cooperative." Raito's eyes widened, "Yeah."

"Anything about Kira?" L pressed, these two might have shown up unexpectedly, but Raito was still suspect number one.

"Yeah, actually, he's tired of you saying 'Goodnight Kira-san,' for the past few weeks, and being accused sucks." Kit let go of his hand, "Of course that was my diction…"

L's eyes widened, she couldn't have possibly previously known about, but he decided to perform one more test, "Mihael-san, you said you could read the prints off my jeans? Are you able to read them off of anything?"

"Um, no, not off of liquids, dough, sugar, salt, other spices like that for obvious reasons, sand, etc." She listed the items on her fingers then turned to the detective, "Why?"

L pushed his mug forward, "Try."

(A/N: RHYME! BAD! shoots self)

Kit hesitantly picked up the mug, 'I am L, birthday October 31,' there was a series of thoughts containing information on past cases, then something elderly, Kit could only assume that thought to be Watari's.

"I think I figured that out from the video monitors that had the big ass 'L' plastered on them." She looked down at her watch which read 14:33, Sun October 22 and showed it to him, "9 days."

L's eyes widened again, "Well Mihael-san-"

"Um, excuse me do you have a problem with the name Mihael?" Kiyone spoke up, not trying to be nonchalant… Kit mentally slapped her palm to her head, "God dammit Kiyone, that's Mello's name." Kit sighed.

"No."

"Well, your aura tweaks every time that name is said."

"Aura?" L's normally opaque eyes were having a field day.

Kiyone looked to Kit, "Maybe we should explain."

"After our parents died, we were brought to this orphanage for gifted children… you know how they say that traumatic experience result in psychic abilities? Well all of us at that orphanage are living proof. I can do the finger print thing and Kiyone reads auras and she has some clairvoyant abilities."

"And by reading auras?"

"I can tell your age, emotion, mental state and psychical state."

'How old am I?' Matsuda asked, and Raito translated.

"26, content, stable, unstable knees, Matsuda-san…it actually has pretty violet-blue to it right now."

-A few seconds via translation later-

'How did you?' Kiyone smiled and that cut him off.

L slightly frowned, picking up the last bite of his cake, "The possibilities of you both being Kira and the Second Kira are high. I think we'll need to keep you here for surveillance purposes."

The two looked to each other, "Got any objections, Toto?"

"No, Dorothy, it's not like we really have anywhere to go anyway."

"Alright," Kit nodded, then frowned as she noted the hand cuffs, "again, not like we had any say in the first place."

"You two will room with Amane, Misa, who is the number one suspect for being the second Kira."

"NO-!" Kit shouted, and then stopped herself, "I mean, umm…"

Aizawa stopped interpreting at this point, curious to what the girl was going to say.

"Kit? What was that?" Kiyone looked at her friend for an explanation of her out burst. Kit took a deep breath.

"Amane, Misa, how to describe the terror," Kit thought for a moment then nudged her head toward Raito, "Kiyone, see Yagami-san over there?"

"Yeah…" Kiyone said slowly wondering where Kit was going with one.

"Okay, Yagami-san is friendship and Amane-san is Tea."

Kiyone's eyes widened as she slowly turned to face L and practically barked, "NO!"

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Kit: Yeah, just your run of the mill OC pairings. I cry at my lack of creativity. ;