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All is Forgotten, All is Forgiven	By : cor-te-reducit Category: Death Note > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1362 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: All is Forgotten, All is Forgiven

Author: kathleenrose747

Pairing: L (Lawliet, Ryuzaki, Eraldo Coil, Denueve, Hideki Ryuga)/OC

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I have not, nor will I ever own anything relating to the idea, copyright, persons/characters and creation of Death Note. I also don't own any of the sweets mentioned in here. The only thing I own is Michiko Nakashima, a character of my own creation.

Authors Note: I do use some of L's other aliases in the story. If you get confused, go to the Death Note Wiki or just look up L on Wikipedia to get a background on his aliases. I won't go into too much background with those names and their uses. Also, L is 29 years old in this story. So yes, we can consider it AU. Please review with constructive criticism. I would also like unadulterated praise, if it is available. :)

Chapter Notes: I didn't want to write a bunch of little drabbles and post them separately. Instead, I coalesced them all into one, broken up chapter. Hope it makes sense. Enjoy!

Chapter 2: New Beginnings

Michi couldn't help but stare in awe at her surroundings. She had grown up in Small Town USA, so giant buildings were a new thing for her. Oh sure, she had done some work for the Chicago police force while she worked on her masters degree. However, all of that work was freelance and she had never stepped inside the police station for anything other than her interview. She had had the dubious luck of having the police force at her house a few times as a rendezvous point before they raided one of her drugged up neighbors. Other than that, all she did was consultation work via video chat. Ty noticed Michi staring and grinned at his friend.

"Must be a little overwhelming for you, Mich. Do you want to stop and get some snacks so you can practice some of your Japanese?" Ty knew his friend would be unable to sit still until she could do some work with her hard earned language skills.

"Yes, please. Could we grab a couple Hi-chews as well? I ran out of mine on the flight."

"Nerves?" Ana asked calmly as she parallel parked in front of a twenty four hour convenience store. Ana had a bachelor’s degree in psychology and stress management, so she would certainly be the person to talk to about these things.

"I was only stressed during the takeoff and landing. I always have the unfortunate luck of sitting next to the wings, so I have learned to hate the loud noises associated with flight." Michi waited for Ty to open her door, seeing as there was no internal handle with which to open it. After Ana checked to make sure the doors were locked, the trio walked into the two-story convenience store, Ty immediately steered Michi in the direction of the candy. He knew all too well that when Michi was stressed or working on a difficult problem, she had to have some sweets. She claimed it stimulated her brain, but Ty had a feeling it really stemmed back to her military family upbringing. His train of thought was broken as Michi softly squealed in delight.

"They have raspberry cheesecake flavored Hi-Chews? Japan rocks!" Michi walked back to the front of the store to grab a basket and proceeded to fill it up with all the sweets that could fit. Ana calmly walked up next to Ty with another basket.

"What's that for?" Ty asked.

"This is for our food. Also, it's the last basket, so I don't want her to get any bright idea of buying too many sweets." Just as that utterance slipped from Ana's mouth, they overheard Michi talking to the store manager, asking if there were any more vanilla flavored Koalas March left. He kept reassuring her that she had taken the last ten boxes they had in the store. Ana shook her head as she walked towards the vegetables to get ingredients for her stir-fry. Someone had to make sure Michi ate something other than Pocky and Kit Kats while she was in Japan.

A While Later

The taxi quietly rolled up to the convenience store. As the passenger in the backseat rolled down his window, his mind was very clearly elsewhere. A manila folder sat next to him, filled to the brim with unexplained deaths. He was also still reeling from his social interaction with the girl in the van. No one had ever truly smiled at him, let alone mimicked his feeble attempts at being social. Then again, she didn't know what and who he was. Not that he would ever see her again. He climbed out of the car and told the driver to drive around the block once. He would be out in a moment.

Once the car was out of sight, he walked inside. He was just going to grab a couple sweets so he could nibble on them as he read the file.

That was, provided there were any sweets left. The man stared in horror at the ransacked candy aisle. What kind of monstrous fiend would do such a thing? Shrugging at his loss, he picked up a few boxes of Pocky, a stray container of chocolate Koalas March, a couple Anpans and grabbed a handful of Kit Kats from a bin. As he paid for his meager purchase, the store manager kept apologizing for the lack of sweets. He said that a young girl from the States had taken as much candy as she could (for her work, he claimed) and had just paid for it and left a little while ago. 'For work, huh?' The man turned and looked at the candy aisle with a new sense of admiration. 'Looks like great minds think alike.'

Elsewhere

"Wow! This is a beautiful area!" Michi looked around at the trees lining the street. Her friends had claimed this was a very cheap apartment, but the surroundings did not belay that fact. As Ana punched in the code to the apartment complex, Michi playfully punched Ty in the shoulder for every button Ana pressed. Unfortunately for Ty, Ana 'forgot' the code three times before successfully getting them through the gate. Twenty punches in all. Ana pulled into the garage below the apartment and popped the trunk. Ty swiftly got out of the car and grabbed Michi's bags before she could protest.

After walking up the stairs, Michi took off her shoes just inside the door and slipped into a pair of house slippers, lovingly labeled 'Michi's slippers. Do Not Touch these shoes, Ty!' Michi giggled as she proceeded to carry the bags of groceries to the kitchen that was just to the right of the entryway. As she and Ana prepared the stir-fry, Ty put Michi's bags in the living area closet and unfolded her bed. They were all planning to go to bed right after dinner. There was a separate room to the right of the living area, which was designated as Ty and Ana's room. Thankfully, there was a guest bathroom in the hallway leading to the kitchen, so Michi would only need to steal Ty and Michi's bathroom for a shower.

The trio had a lovely night eating stir-fry, watching recordings of Cops and playing a few rounds of dai hin min (very poor man). Around 23:00, the trio broke off to their respected sleeping areas. Michi brushed her teeth and picked out a nightgown to sleep in. She had to get a good nights rest before her first day at work tomorrow. As she changed, she felt hairs go up on the back of her neck. She turned around and realized she had left the curtains open to the balcony area. She closed them shut, taking the time to note the other apartments across from her window. All of the windows were dark, so she shook off her uneasiness. As she slipped under the sheets, she couldn't help but feel scared. This was the first time in a long time she had slept alone in a room. Normally, she had a roommate or her dog Beegee sleeping near her. Michi was quickly reminded she was not alone however, as telling noises slipped out from beneath Ty and Ana's room. Michi rolled her eyes and grabbed her iPod. It was going to be a long night.

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