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Calculations
Futatsu no Tsuki
Chapter 16
Yue gripped the handle of the bag housing the sheets pilfered from the strange black notebook tightly, his tired eyes staring at the vending machine's alcoholic selections. His whole body shook internally, the realizations from earlier flooded through his blood, bone, and sinew - filling him with dread. Light was Kira. He had no proof, but he knew - further knowing what to look for meant he could acquire the evidence necessary to convict his brother. Destroy Kira and thereby avenge Taeku's death.
"Light." He slammed his fist against the vending machine, nails dug deep into his palm to the point of drawing blood - like the night two years ago, two days before his rendezvous with L, he desired to drown himself in alcohol. Wished to not feel, to immense himself into a world so lacking in control that all stressors disappeared - yet he refused to kowtow to defeat. Not this time, not this day.
Not when his brother's life and future depended on his next decision.
'Unlike in Los Angeles two years ago, I have the means to do something rather than wait for the inevitable. Unlike during the Wara Ningyou case….'
Yue sighed as he gazed back up at the sky, the soreness of his palm pulling him back to the present. His caramel eyes glistened as he listened to the afternoon quiet - to the sounds of people returning to work and school from their lunch breaks, the dim humdrum of life going on around him cut through his bones. Earlier in his life he would've wondered why and hated that the world went on laughing while he felt miserable and separated - but such a thought now was futile. The universe itself did not care, his life and those he cared about were just specks to it; that he was thrust mercilessly into his current predicament proved the cruelty of its indifference.
He stood with two choices laid out before him: one to protect his brother by forgetting all about Light being Kira and thus allowing Taeku's murderer to go free; or two to avenge Taeku's death by giving L the evidence he uncovered and thus condemn his twin brother, who saved his life once, to death. He couldn't chose between either choice, nor could he afford not to do anything.
'Damn if only B was still alive, I could…..'
Yue's eyes widened as the idea illuminated itself within his thoughts, his heart pounding at the spark of hope that enflamed his whole being. Swallowing slowly he glanced at the bag held in his hand and pictured the sheets contained therein; the idea strangled him with its obsession.
"After tomorrow night, when I have proof….No….I cannot wait. If I do what I'm thinking afterwards….there will be a greater chance I'll be discovered and stopped. I must do it today." Pushing himself away from the concrete wall beside the vending machine, Yue gripped the bag's handle tightly as he walked down the street in the opposite direction of the university.
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Tapping his finger against is forehead impatiently as he glanced once again at his watch, Light paid attention to only half of what the professor was lecturing about - the one class that he shared with his brother Yue had decided to skip.
'Still twenty minutes left of this lecture before I can search for Yue…of course, I should've expected that he wouldn't make it so easy to find him. He pulled that phone-number trick to give the taskforce and L the slip so he could investigate without being tracked, so he'd of course be taking advantage of this opportunity. But I still don't understand why he wished to fool L…if he does have some sort of questionable relationship with that detective then I'd assume he'd want to work with the taskforce.'
Light jotted down some notes as the lecture droned on, able to easily follow the professor's words even while thinking about his brother and the investigation. Trying to outthink L or figure out what his brother had planned required more mental stamina than taking notes - furthermore he could always look up anything he missed during the lecture.
'Why do so many teachers lecture right from the text book? It makes things so uninteresting….I could be keeping tabs on the investigation or Yue right now….it's obvious that Yue has something planned, I'd hate it if I had to kill him because he discovered something dangerous…dad's overstressed already and I don't think mom will be able to deal with things either if Yue dies….if I could only be sure that Yue would side with me or at least not tell L anything that he finds out. I….it is possible that Yue has chosen to be on my side….it seems L has already informed him about things, which probably includes my being a suspect….'
Light tapped his finger against his temple against as he glanced towards the windows and the wall clock. Fifteen more minutes remained of the lecture hour.
'But as for details…I'm sure L wouldn't readily provide details of how he's investigated so far…the FBI agents, the cameras and wiretaps….information on the FBI agents deaths were made semi-public so Yue could find something out about that, but the information about the surveillance….if L had told Yue about it, my brother would be able to explain how I could've known about it….it's because Yue kept sneaking into my room when we were younger that I started figuring out how to detect intruders and the reason I learned using a slip of paper alone was useless in detecting all but the unwary intruder.'
Sounds of the room becoming restless filled the lecture hall, the clock ticking away at the last seven minutes of class.
'….it's too bad Yue had to run away for five years…if he'd only came back before all this we could be fighting against L together….' Light closed his eyes briefly as he recalled his brother's accusation against their junior high homeroom teacher. Wisps of anger and frustration seemed to bubble in his stomach, threatening to destroy his calm façade. 'Yue…why didn't you wait until we were alone to mention about Hirose? If L hadn't heard about it, I could've written Hirose's name in my death note already….damn it…why am I getting sentimental? 'What ifs' and 'if onlys' don't matter….thinking that way doesn't change the fact that Yue is my enemy and that I'll have to kill him if he finds out anything that can prove I'm Kira.'
The clock clicked away the last second of class as the dismissal bell rung, and Light narrowed his eyes that were hidden temporarily by strands of his brown hair. Without more than customary goodbyes to a few of his fellow classmates he picked up his things and left the room, hand going to his cell phone in his pocket.
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"What were you thinking, Yue, giving us a false number? A number to a stolen cell-phone no less?" Souichiro rounded on his younger son as soon as the 18-year-old stepped through the hospital room door, the sky outside the windows the darkening shade of sunset. "I cannot believe that you would…."
"I'm sorry, father. I…you should relax, back in bed I…." Yue braced himself against justifying his actions and instead focused on ushering Souichiro back to the hospital bed. Guilt swam through him, but he remained silent against giving any explanation.
"Even if you gave it back, theft is theft Yue, I….I cannot believe you'll be a thief…." Souichiro sat back down on the bed and remained so only after Yue sat in the chair beside the mattress.
Yue listened to his father's admonitions without protest, and only spoke to express remorse or to calm his father when the man began riling himself up too much.
"Yue-san, I allowed you the opportunity to investigate on your own without being tracked, but you reneged on the agreement." L spoke mere seconds after he entered the hospital room himself and slid shut the door; the anger he felt earlier hidden neatly behind his expressionless mask. Hidden too were the brief expressions of relief, fear, and desire that crossed his mind after he made his next decision. "Therefore, if you are to investigate you must do so within the taskforce's - and my - eyes. I will myself provide you with a new cell-phone that shall be monitored by Watari at the hotel and that will also contain a tracking device. You will also check in with the taskforce or myself everyday in person or through the phone, unless you opt out of investigating completely."
"That is…."
"Your father and the rest of the taskforce have already agreed to these terms. It is for your protection, Yue-san."
"That is….I don't have much of a choice, do I? Except to agree to those terms." Yue sighed and slouched in the chair, hiding his lack of surprise with an outward appearance of dejection.
Watari wheeled the dessert laden table next to L as the detective sat crouched on his chair; black hair shadowing his eyes and his thumbnail between his teeth L continued his semi-nap until Watari sighed. He glanced up at the wizen face of the only father-figure he'd known, the man who had helped him in establishing his career as the world's greatest detective. He flinched internally at the disapproval written on the familiar, lined face, but showed no outward signs of his thoughts.
He remained silent and waited for Watari to speak first, though he knew what it was the old man wanted to say.
"Having Yue check in with you in person isn't responsible, Ryuzaki. Not with what happened between you…."
"I disagree. It is necessary to keep track - close track - of Yue's investigation and having him come here while the other taskforce members are here is safer than meeting him alone or tracking him merely through the phone I gave him." L poured himself some tea in which he scooped an abundance of sugar, thickening the liquid into a sweet slush. His eyes studying his reflection on the surface of the amber liquid, counting the ripples formed each time he added a scoop of sugar. Yue's face flashed in his thoughts fleetingly as he stirred the tea.
"Ryuzaki…."
"….it is peculiar how Yue copied Light's appearance. I didn't think much of it two nights ago, but tonight…with how he acted - his calm attitude was like Light's. Like…." L lifted the tea cup to his lips and sipped the indulgent liquid, the taste like a nectar to his brain cells. He paused as the thought cropped up, a thought he indulged for a whimsical second before dismissing. 'Merely a coincidence. Yue and Light are twins, and they share the same written name - it is intelligent on Yue's part to make himself look even more like his brother, as it protects him against Kira's power if Light decides he's a threat. That it reminds me of….'
L placed the teacup down and picked out some small chocolate candies with cream and caramel fillings; as he popped them one by one into his mouth, licking his fingers in between each, feelings of doubt and suspicion rose through his body. He listened to Watari sigh again as the old man's steps faded into the adjoining room.
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Yue closed his eyes as he sat down on his bed, the deepening evening sky outside his window as the red and oranges of sunset faded cast a dark curtain of shadow over him. The moon had not yet appeared, and the stars too were still waiting to make their entrance - instead only the night's violet sky and shadows decorated the world outside. He sighed and reclined on his soft mattress, the corners of his eyes moist with unshed tears.
"None of the answers are easy, none of the decisions simple….in order to save I must deceive…." The whisper was low, unable to be heard even a foot from his lips. The rest of his thoughts did not need to be uttered, and instead he swallowed them back as he opened his eyes. His sharp caramel irises alighted on the sheet of lined paper he'd taped to his wall above a small bowl of apples.
'I need to figure out the variables and get rid of as many as I can, simplifying the problem before I solve it.' He shut his eyes again, breathing in deeply before exhaling slowly, an action designed to calm himself away from all impulse. Now was the time to think logically and detached, to not give into his hotheaded nature but to be more like his brother. 'Shinigami are dangerous variables….'
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Leaning forward over the notebook laid out in front of him, head propped against his arm as he clicked the mechanical pencil in his hand continuously, Light glared at the criminal names written on the sheets before him. The realization from earlier that day ripped through his confidence, riddling it with doubt as every thought and counter-thought flashed through his head. Could he kill his brother? Would it be justified to attempt to sooner rather than wait? Was it wrong to wish he'd never saved his brother's life when they were 8 years old?
'If I hadn't rescued him I'm certain he wouldn't be alive today to threaten my ideal world….but…though perhaps, perhaps I can use that as leverage. I saved Yue's life, he owes me. L doesn't know that. And Yue would definitely want to pay me back for saving him. At least the Yue I knew would - I don't know if he's changed his ideals or not, but if he hasn't then the fact I saved his life is to my advantage. And to L's disadvantage.'
Light shut the death note and glanced out the window momentarily before placing the mechanical pencil in the pen and pencil holder on his desk. He stretched out his arms to relieve the tension of sitting so long at his desk, sighed and then opened the drawer he'd used to hide the death note. Nonchalantly he grabbed one of the ballpoint pens at random from the bunch placed in the cup on his desk, and glanced at it for a brief second before taking out the plastic ink cartridge.
It was as he was bringing the inner plastic part of the pen to the hole in the bottom of the drawer that he noticed it - by chance he'd grabbed the newest pen of the bunch, one he'd just purchased the day before. Not that it was of much concern itself since, despite the recent, two day prior, unveiling of that particular model and design of pen, it still had the same type of ink cartridge needed to open the hiding place in his drawer. Keeping the electric current at bay - rather the concern was he noticed the pen he grabbed held indentations in its inner plastic tube.
Something that shouldn't have been there.
'This pen, I bought it yesterday, it shouldn't have any marks on the inner plastic ink tube….Yue…Yue must have snuck in here while I was at the university. While he was skipping afternoon classes….shit. He must have found the death note then….'
"You look like you've seen a ghost, Light." Ryuk laughed as he observed the college student freeze - saw the brief second when fear petrified the brunette.
'Shit, I should've created a different method of detecting intruders once Yue returned. I…no, Yue would've had plenty of time to see through any such trap. But….why didn't he react to seeing Ryuk then? When he came home after visiting dad at the hospital today he didn't act like he saw Ryuk at all. Yet he must have if he touched the death note…does that mean he didn't? But then why does a pen I haven't used until today show signs of having been used to open the death note's hiding place? Unless Yue is just further messing with me….'
Light flipped through the death note, inspecting each and every sheet carefully for signs of Yue testing it or ripping out a page. There were none - which didn't prove that his brother hadn't just touched or flipped through it. Only Yue's lack of reaction to Ryuk proved that - yet that proved nothing.
'I need to make sure if Yue did or didn't touch the death note. He might have attempted to peek but got interrupted by mom or Sayu coming home earlier - or he could have touched it and be only pretending not to see or hear Ryuk. That…if he did touch the death note, I'll have to kill him. I….' Light glanced up at the Shinigami who looked at him peculiarly, before putting away the death note in the false-bottom drawer. After a few seconds of silence he faced Ryuk.
"How would you like to have as many apples as you like tomorrow, Ryuk?"
Chapter 16
Yue gripped the handle of the bag housing the sheets pilfered from the strange black notebook tightly, his tired eyes staring at the vending machine's alcoholic selections. His whole body shook internally, the realizations from earlier flooded through his blood, bone, and sinew - filling him with dread. Light was Kira. He had no proof, but he knew - further knowing what to look for meant he could acquire the evidence necessary to convict his brother. Destroy Kira and thereby avenge Taeku's death.
"Light." He slammed his fist against the vending machine, nails dug deep into his palm to the point of drawing blood - like the night two years ago, two days before his rendezvous with L, he desired to drown himself in alcohol. Wished to not feel, to immense himself into a world so lacking in control that all stressors disappeared - yet he refused to kowtow to defeat. Not this time, not this day.
Not when his brother's life and future depended on his next decision.
'Unlike in Los Angeles two years ago, I have the means to do something rather than wait for the inevitable. Unlike during the Wara Ningyou case….'
Yue sighed as he gazed back up at the sky, the soreness of his palm pulling him back to the present. His caramel eyes glistened as he listened to the afternoon quiet - to the sounds of people returning to work and school from their lunch breaks, the dim humdrum of life going on around him cut through his bones. Earlier in his life he would've wondered why and hated that the world went on laughing while he felt miserable and separated - but such a thought now was futile. The universe itself did not care, his life and those he cared about were just specks to it; that he was thrust mercilessly into his current predicament proved the cruelty of its indifference.
He stood with two choices laid out before him: one to protect his brother by forgetting all about Light being Kira and thus allowing Taeku's murderer to go free; or two to avenge Taeku's death by giving L the evidence he uncovered and thus condemn his twin brother, who saved his life once, to death. He couldn't chose between either choice, nor could he afford not to do anything.
'Damn if only B was still alive, I could…..'
Yue's eyes widened as the idea illuminated itself within his thoughts, his heart pounding at the spark of hope that enflamed his whole being. Swallowing slowly he glanced at the bag held in his hand and pictured the sheets contained therein; the idea strangled him with its obsession.
"After tomorrow night, when I have proof….No….I cannot wait. If I do what I'm thinking afterwards….there will be a greater chance I'll be discovered and stopped. I must do it today." Pushing himself away from the concrete wall beside the vending machine, Yue gripped the bag's handle tightly as he walked down the street in the opposite direction of the university.
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Tapping his finger against is forehead impatiently as he glanced once again at his watch, Light paid attention to only half of what the professor was lecturing about - the one class that he shared with his brother Yue had decided to skip.
'Still twenty minutes left of this lecture before I can search for Yue…of course, I should've expected that he wouldn't make it so easy to find him. He pulled that phone-number trick to give the taskforce and L the slip so he could investigate without being tracked, so he'd of course be taking advantage of this opportunity. But I still don't understand why he wished to fool L…if he does have some sort of questionable relationship with that detective then I'd assume he'd want to work with the taskforce.'
Light jotted down some notes as the lecture droned on, able to easily follow the professor's words even while thinking about his brother and the investigation. Trying to outthink L or figure out what his brother had planned required more mental stamina than taking notes - furthermore he could always look up anything he missed during the lecture.
'Why do so many teachers lecture right from the text book? It makes things so uninteresting….I could be keeping tabs on the investigation or Yue right now….it's obvious that Yue has something planned, I'd hate it if I had to kill him because he discovered something dangerous…dad's overstressed already and I don't think mom will be able to deal with things either if Yue dies….if I could only be sure that Yue would side with me or at least not tell L anything that he finds out. I….it is possible that Yue has chosen to be on my side….it seems L has already informed him about things, which probably includes my being a suspect….'
Light tapped his finger against his temple against as he glanced towards the windows and the wall clock. Fifteen more minutes remained of the lecture hour.
'But as for details…I'm sure L wouldn't readily provide details of how he's investigated so far…the FBI agents, the cameras and wiretaps….information on the FBI agents deaths were made semi-public so Yue could find something out about that, but the information about the surveillance….if L had told Yue about it, my brother would be able to explain how I could've known about it….it's because Yue kept sneaking into my room when we were younger that I started figuring out how to detect intruders and the reason I learned using a slip of paper alone was useless in detecting all but the unwary intruder.'
Sounds of the room becoming restless filled the lecture hall, the clock ticking away at the last seven minutes of class.
'….it's too bad Yue had to run away for five years…if he'd only came back before all this we could be fighting against L together….' Light closed his eyes briefly as he recalled his brother's accusation against their junior high homeroom teacher. Wisps of anger and frustration seemed to bubble in his stomach, threatening to destroy his calm façade. 'Yue…why didn't you wait until we were alone to mention about Hirose? If L hadn't heard about it, I could've written Hirose's name in my death note already….damn it…why am I getting sentimental? 'What ifs' and 'if onlys' don't matter….thinking that way doesn't change the fact that Yue is my enemy and that I'll have to kill him if he finds out anything that can prove I'm Kira.'
The clock clicked away the last second of class as the dismissal bell rung, and Light narrowed his eyes that were hidden temporarily by strands of his brown hair. Without more than customary goodbyes to a few of his fellow classmates he picked up his things and left the room, hand going to his cell phone in his pocket.
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"What were you thinking, Yue, giving us a false number? A number to a stolen cell-phone no less?" Souichiro rounded on his younger son as soon as the 18-year-old stepped through the hospital room door, the sky outside the windows the darkening shade of sunset. "I cannot believe that you would…."
"I'm sorry, father. I…you should relax, back in bed I…." Yue braced himself against justifying his actions and instead focused on ushering Souichiro back to the hospital bed. Guilt swam through him, but he remained silent against giving any explanation.
"Even if you gave it back, theft is theft Yue, I….I cannot believe you'll be a thief…." Souichiro sat back down on the bed and remained so only after Yue sat in the chair beside the mattress.
Yue listened to his father's admonitions without protest, and only spoke to express remorse or to calm his father when the man began riling himself up too much.
"Yue-san, I allowed you the opportunity to investigate on your own without being tracked, but you reneged on the agreement." L spoke mere seconds after he entered the hospital room himself and slid shut the door; the anger he felt earlier hidden neatly behind his expressionless mask. Hidden too were the brief expressions of relief, fear, and desire that crossed his mind after he made his next decision. "Therefore, if you are to investigate you must do so within the taskforce's - and my - eyes. I will myself provide you with a new cell-phone that shall be monitored by Watari at the hotel and that will also contain a tracking device. You will also check in with the taskforce or myself everyday in person or through the phone, unless you opt out of investigating completely."
"That is…."
"Your father and the rest of the taskforce have already agreed to these terms. It is for your protection, Yue-san."
"That is….I don't have much of a choice, do I? Except to agree to those terms." Yue sighed and slouched in the chair, hiding his lack of surprise with an outward appearance of dejection.
Watari wheeled the dessert laden table next to L as the detective sat crouched on his chair; black hair shadowing his eyes and his thumbnail between his teeth L continued his semi-nap until Watari sighed. He glanced up at the wizen face of the only father-figure he'd known, the man who had helped him in establishing his career as the world's greatest detective. He flinched internally at the disapproval written on the familiar, lined face, but showed no outward signs of his thoughts.
He remained silent and waited for Watari to speak first, though he knew what it was the old man wanted to say.
"Having Yue check in with you in person isn't responsible, Ryuzaki. Not with what happened between you…."
"I disagree. It is necessary to keep track - close track - of Yue's investigation and having him come here while the other taskforce members are here is safer than meeting him alone or tracking him merely through the phone I gave him." L poured himself some tea in which he scooped an abundance of sugar, thickening the liquid into a sweet slush. His eyes studying his reflection on the surface of the amber liquid, counting the ripples formed each time he added a scoop of sugar. Yue's face flashed in his thoughts fleetingly as he stirred the tea.
"Ryuzaki…."
"….it is peculiar how Yue copied Light's appearance. I didn't think much of it two nights ago, but tonight…with how he acted - his calm attitude was like Light's. Like…." L lifted the tea cup to his lips and sipped the indulgent liquid, the taste like a nectar to his brain cells. He paused as the thought cropped up, a thought he indulged for a whimsical second before dismissing. 'Merely a coincidence. Yue and Light are twins, and they share the same written name - it is intelligent on Yue's part to make himself look even more like his brother, as it protects him against Kira's power if Light decides he's a threat. That it reminds me of….'
L placed the teacup down and picked out some small chocolate candies with cream and caramel fillings; as he popped them one by one into his mouth, licking his fingers in between each, feelings of doubt and suspicion rose through his body. He listened to Watari sigh again as the old man's steps faded into the adjoining room.
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Yue closed his eyes as he sat down on his bed, the deepening evening sky outside his window as the red and oranges of sunset faded cast a dark curtain of shadow over him. The moon had not yet appeared, and the stars too were still waiting to make their entrance - instead only the night's violet sky and shadows decorated the world outside. He sighed and reclined on his soft mattress, the corners of his eyes moist with unshed tears.
"None of the answers are easy, none of the decisions simple….in order to save I must deceive…." The whisper was low, unable to be heard even a foot from his lips. The rest of his thoughts did not need to be uttered, and instead he swallowed them back as he opened his eyes. His sharp caramel irises alighted on the sheet of lined paper he'd taped to his wall above a small bowl of apples.
'I need to figure out the variables and get rid of as many as I can, simplifying the problem before I solve it.' He shut his eyes again, breathing in deeply before exhaling slowly, an action designed to calm himself away from all impulse. Now was the time to think logically and detached, to not give into his hotheaded nature but to be more like his brother. 'Shinigami are dangerous variables….'
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Leaning forward over the notebook laid out in front of him, head propped against his arm as he clicked the mechanical pencil in his hand continuously, Light glared at the criminal names written on the sheets before him. The realization from earlier that day ripped through his confidence, riddling it with doubt as every thought and counter-thought flashed through his head. Could he kill his brother? Would it be justified to attempt to sooner rather than wait? Was it wrong to wish he'd never saved his brother's life when they were 8 years old?
'If I hadn't rescued him I'm certain he wouldn't be alive today to threaten my ideal world….but…though perhaps, perhaps I can use that as leverage. I saved Yue's life, he owes me. L doesn't know that. And Yue would definitely want to pay me back for saving him. At least the Yue I knew would - I don't know if he's changed his ideals or not, but if he hasn't then the fact I saved his life is to my advantage. And to L's disadvantage.'
Light shut the death note and glanced out the window momentarily before placing the mechanical pencil in the pen and pencil holder on his desk. He stretched out his arms to relieve the tension of sitting so long at his desk, sighed and then opened the drawer he'd used to hide the death note. Nonchalantly he grabbed one of the ballpoint pens at random from the bunch placed in the cup on his desk, and glanced at it for a brief second before taking out the plastic ink cartridge.
It was as he was bringing the inner plastic part of the pen to the hole in the bottom of the drawer that he noticed it - by chance he'd grabbed the newest pen of the bunch, one he'd just purchased the day before. Not that it was of much concern itself since, despite the recent, two day prior, unveiling of that particular model and design of pen, it still had the same type of ink cartridge needed to open the hiding place in his drawer. Keeping the electric current at bay - rather the concern was he noticed the pen he grabbed held indentations in its inner plastic tube.
Something that shouldn't have been there.
'This pen, I bought it yesterday, it shouldn't have any marks on the inner plastic ink tube….Yue…Yue must have snuck in here while I was at the university. While he was skipping afternoon classes….shit. He must have found the death note then….'
"You look like you've seen a ghost, Light." Ryuk laughed as he observed the college student freeze - saw the brief second when fear petrified the brunette.
'Shit, I should've created a different method of detecting intruders once Yue returned. I…no, Yue would've had plenty of time to see through any such trap. But….why didn't he react to seeing Ryuk then? When he came home after visiting dad at the hospital today he didn't act like he saw Ryuk at all. Yet he must have if he touched the death note…does that mean he didn't? But then why does a pen I haven't used until today show signs of having been used to open the death note's hiding place? Unless Yue is just further messing with me….'
Light flipped through the death note, inspecting each and every sheet carefully for signs of Yue testing it or ripping out a page. There were none - which didn't prove that his brother hadn't just touched or flipped through it. Only Yue's lack of reaction to Ryuk proved that - yet that proved nothing.
'I need to make sure if Yue did or didn't touch the death note. He might have attempted to peek but got interrupted by mom or Sayu coming home earlier - or he could have touched it and be only pretending not to see or hear Ryuk. That…if he did touch the death note, I'll have to kill him. I….' Light glanced up at the Shinigami who looked at him peculiarly, before putting away the death note in the false-bottom drawer. After a few seconds of silence he faced Ryuk.
"How would you like to have as many apples as you like tomorrow, Ryuk?"