Punishment (LawLight)

Ch. 2 ~ Names, Quirks, and the Case

Part of me was surprised and scared at the sight of the pale figure, yet the other expected it, and was happy to see it. He was sitting in his vulture-like position and gestured for me to sit. I did and my body stiffened with worry. 

"Light Yagami, may I call you Light?" L asked. I nodded, to hear any other form of my name in that voice would just be weird to me. "I'm L Lawliet, you can just call me L." His name, the one Kira had desperately wanted, given to me with no second thought. 

"It's nice to meet you L." I held out my shaking hand. He grabbed it and let out a snicker. 

"You don't need to be so nervous," He kindly said, his natural face unchanged. That's what he thought, from my point of view, I should have just left and never spoken to him or Naomi again. Even if it was just dreams I had been seeing. 

"Sorry," I pulled my hand away. He wiped his hands afterwards, I really was nervous. 

"Teru said that you are a boy genius, and you love mysteries. Was that correct?" 

"Yes, that is correct." 

"What was it that you wanted to be when you grew up?"

"I wanted to be a police detective."

"So why haven't you?"

"I was waiting, for something. To be honest, I don't know what." I really did have something holding me back, maybe it was my dreams. The fact that I had played them, and now wanted to join them. I would have felt like a wolf in sheep's clothing. At least with this job I wouldn't have, if it weren't for the fact that I had a relationship with this detective before he died, at the hands of Kira. Even if it wasn't me in control, I felt responsible. 

"Naomi tells me you were happy to accept my offer."

"Yes, I was. To assist a private detective sounded challenging." 

"It will be." He stood up and walked around his desk, he still had his slouched posture and anorexic look. "Light, you're going to be helping me with everything. Not just the stereotypical coffee and food, but actual mystery solving." I was taken back by how much faith he was putting in me. 

"Thank you L that sounds amazing."

"We already have a case, would you mind interviewing the client with me?" Yes I would mind, but not because it's boring to me. I just feel like you shouldn't be near me because I've dreamt of your death.

"Not at all L," I actually answered. He smiled, a real one, not his mischievous smile, and I felt my heart skip a beat. My eyes began to well up although I held back the tears. L didn't notice and went to his phone and pressed a button. 

"Naomi, you can send them in." 

L moved one of the other chairs to be beside him, on his right side. He pat the seat and I sat there, at his side once again. He slid his computer over to me with a word document opened. Simple things such as name, date, type of case, important people, and questions where all typed out. He had gotten the client's name and case written out. 

Mary Kenwood, was the client's name, Wedy to me, her partner, Thierry Morrello, Aiber, had gone missing. A pain shot through my entire body, reminding me of the fate that Kira had written for them. It also told me that they weren't going to be the last people I saw from my past life. Unless of course, this was just one huge coincidence, but the likelihood of that was becoming slimmer by the minute. 

I wondered if she was still a thief, and he was still a con man. My father would have a fit, my father did have a fit. 

"Hello Mary," L said as the door slowly opened. I decided to not ask any personal questions that I shouldn't know about.