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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 6- Unintentional Intentions

As Michi and Ryuzaki rode back toward Meguro station, both parties sat in silence, involved in their thoughts. For Michi, she was freaked out by Ryuzaki's order that she go with him to his apartment. On the bright side, the gun was safely reattached to her leg, should she need it. She didn't like the idea of possibly shooting her boss, but if she had to defend herself, she would do so with claws at the ready.

Ryuzaki sat trapped in his own whirlwind of thoughts. The conversation had not gone as he had planned. Even so, the information that had been gleaned was invaluable. He only hoped that the situation could be resolved swiftly and with minimal bloodshed. He also hoped his impeding actions would not put Michiko into harms way. If she ended up in the line of fire, he knew she could handle herself. He just did not want to be accountable for another death.

After ten minutes of riding along in silence, Ryuzaki tapped on the glass divider. As the car rolled to a stop, Michiko looked over in confusion. Surely they couldn't have arrived already. Ryuzaki opened the door and looked over his shoulder at her, "I just need to drop off this suit really quick. They charge by the hour, so I wanted to return it tonight." Before he closed the door, Michiko caught a glimpse of a high-end suit and dress shop. If her memory suited her, there was a shop just like this one near Ty and Ana's apartment. 'It must be a popular chain store.' Michiko thought, as she pulled out her phone. She thought she could surf the Internet while she waited for Ryuzaki to finish his transaction.

Twenty minutes later, the car door opened and Ryuzaki slid back into the car. His long sleeved, white shirt and blue jeans were back on, which made him look a little more human in Michiko's eyes. "What was the hold up?" Michiko asked. Ryuzaki turned his head to her and shrugged.

"They had some problem locating my clothes. Plus, I had to make another purchase for the upcoming party. I apologize if I worried you." Ryuzaki knocked once on the divider and the car began to roll again. Michiko decided to rest her eyes, since she figured Ryuzaki would wake her up when they got to their final destination.

When she could not feel the vibrations of the car engine, Michi snapped awake. They had finally arrived. As Ryuzaki helped her out of the car, she took a look around her. The area looked eerily familiar, but Michi was too tired to care. All she wanted was to go over the details they had acquired tonight and then go back to her friend’s apartment so she could get some well deserved sleep.

Ryuzaki's apartment was just as Michiko thought it would be. To the right of the entrance hallway, the living area was sparsely furnished with a fold out couch and a portable stove. Directly across from the entrance, the kitchen only had a refrigerator, sink, microwave and a small table with two mismatched chairs. Ryuzaki walked through the living area towards what Michi assumed to be the bedroom. Michi was left awkwardly standing in the hallway for a few moments until Ryuzaki called for her. When she parted the curtain divider, her jaw dropped at the sight.

The small room was covered wall to wall with television screens and computer monitors. In front of Michi was the main station; a desk with six computer monitors and one giant television that Ryuzaki used to flip through various surveillance footages. On the other side of the T.V., a blackout curtain had been hung. Judging by the length of the curtains, there had to be a sliding glass door on the other side. 'Wouldn't want the neighbors to complain about monitor glare, would we?' Michi thought, as she dropped into a chair next to Ryuzaki.

"So, would you care to translate all of that encoded speech for me?" Michiko gratefully accepted the Coke from Ryuzaki, which he had pulled from a small fridge under the desk. After taking a swig of his soda, Ryuzaki swiveled his chair to face Michiko. Even though he was crouched in his chair, he still hovered over Michiko by a couple inches. 'So much for perfect posture. I really should stop hanging around him.' Michiko thought as she sat up straighter.

"I will try to be as brief as possible, but please save any questions you might have until the end." Here, Michi nodded her consent. Ryuzaki nibbled on his thumbnail and stared off into the distance before continuing. "The fifteen children analogy really threw me for a loop. I can deduce that he is arranging to test the Death Note on either fifteen children or fifteen people in general. The fact that he mentioned they were in school here in Japan, tells me he has already selected his victims and may be holding them hostage as we speak. As to the 'mother' reference, I can surmise that one of two things is true; either there is another higher up that will be coming to Japan soon, or..." Ryuzaki licked his lips, "... they could have gotten their hands on their own Death Note."

Michi choked on her drink. 'Another Death Note? How many of these damn things exist in the world?' Ryuzaki raised his eyebrow at the look on Michiko's face.

"Don't look so shocked. It is the Russians after all." Ryuzaki turned towards the television and began flipping through surveillance footage. "Right now, I need to ask you to do any and all research you can on this Volya group and any satellite groups that could be attached to it. We need to figure out the larger enemy behind all of this. That way, we won't be surprised by a larger attack, if it comes." Here, he gestured behind himself towards the kitchen area. "Feel free to raid the refrigerator for ice cream. If you do, though, bring another bowl and spoon." Michiko rolled her eyes at the not so subtle hint and got out of her chair to go to the kitchen. Looking at her watch, she saw it was already 23:30 at night.

'I'm going to pay for this tomorrow.'

Later

Michiko sat back in her chair and rested another cold soda against her tired eyes. They had been scouring for information for the past five hours and they only had two manila folders worth of information to show for it. While they had been able to find information about Volya and some of its higher ups, sources about the lower ranking officials and satellite groups were very hard to come by. Plus, the heat of the televisions and computers was getting to Michi.

"Hey Ryuzaki? I need to step outside a minute. Is that okay?" When she didn't get an immediate answer, she added, "I'll leave my phone here." Ryuzaki turned his head slowly to look at her. She could have sworn that he had forgotten she was there; by the way he was looking at her. He then shrugged his consent and pointed towards the balcony behind the T.V. Michi walked towards the blackout curtain and pulled it back to reveal a sliding glass door. 'He will probably want to keep an eye on me.' Michi left the blackout curtain pulled back as she opened the door and stepped out into the cool night. She had not realized how much she had been sweating until the air hit her skin. The goose bumps were instantaneous and she rubbed her arms to keep from shivering. As she looked around at her surroundings, she couldn't help but notice something peculiar. She looked at the apartment directly across from her. 'That's odd. Those curtains look exactly like...' Michi's heart stopped when she realized what she was looking at.

'That's Ty and Ana's apartment!'

Michi turned around to look back at Ryuzaki, only to find him standing right behind her. Before she could open her mouth, he held up a folder to silence her.

"Before you think I'm stalking you, I can reassure you that this apartment choice was unintentional. If you look at my lease, " he put the folder in Michi's hand, "You will see I acquired this apartment almost a year ago. If I recall rightly, your friends didn't move into their apartment until six months ago." While his assumption about Ty and Ana moving into their apartment was correct, Michi just couldn't believe this was a 'fortunate coincidence'. However, after perusing the paperwork in the folder, Michi had to believe him. The paperwork looked legitimate. As she handed it back, she had to stifle a yawn with her other hand. Ryuzaki tilted his head to the left and pushed his hands into his pants pockets. "I also came out here to let you know you can head back to your friends apartment. We have all we can get for now. I will make a few calls in a little while. Also, don't worry about coming to work on time. I will explain everything to the Chief. Just don't arrive past 12:00. Come straight to my office when you get there." Michi gratefully accepted the offer for her to get some sleep and walked back into the apartment to collect her belongings. Ryuzaki didn't come inside to see her off, so she left of her own accord.

When she let herself into the apartment, she leaned against the door as relief flooded through her. This whole day and evening had been insane. Still, it was the kind of work she had been hoping to get and she was glad for the opportunity. As she flopped onto her bed, her back hit something and that thing gave way under her. She turned on the light to look at what had happened. Michi had unknowingly landed on a cardboard box that had come for her. The crimson box was in a rectangular shape and shuffled softly when Michiko shook it. She cautiously opened it, in case the Russians had seen through her ruse a while ago and had wished to send their displeasure via bombs or such.

What she saw when she opened the box was no such threat. Inside lay a long, dark green dress. With a heart shaped bodice in velvet that flowed down to the floor, it looked like it would be a figure hugging number. The slit up the side also left nothing to the imagination. Under the left breast of the dress was a silver vine that twined across the chest and down the right hip to end in a small silver bouquet of roses just above the slit. No doubt, this was meant to be worn at the so-called birthday in a few days time.

'But who in the world...' Michiko stopped as she remembered the dress shop from earlier that night. 'No. He wouldn't...' She turned and looked out her sliding glass window to see Ryuzaki leaning against his balcony looking at her. As he waved and went back inside, Michiko gripped the dress tighter.

'Unintentional, my ass!'

End Ch. 6
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