Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ 100_Situations: Theme Set #1 ❯ Theme #85: Hate ( Chapter 85 )

Title: Death Note (Part XVI)
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #85, Hate
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Warnings: AU, shoujo-ai

 

Wataru hated Seiyou.

She wasn't quite sure why, aside from the fact that she had been jailed as Kira for two months because of Seiyou's suspicions, but as she rattled the length of chain between them, eyeing the cuff on her wrist with distaste, she decided that it must be because Seiyou kept her prisoner.

She hated that.

 

“How are we supposed to go on dates now?” Red had demanded.

“The dates will naturally be with the three of us.”

“What? You're saying we have to kiss in front of you?”

“If you wish to.”

“I knew you were a voyeur.” Red muttered, remembering uncomfortable months spent in a straightjacket and watched like a hawk every minute. “Pervert.”

“Red…” Wataru said comfortingly. “You did send those Kira videos to the television station. We should be glad we're not dead.”

“What? Don't you trust me, Wataru-san?”

“Of course I do, but if Kira really can control our subconscious, well…” She leaned in close and whispered, “Maybe he's planning to kill us now that we've served our purpose.”

Red shivered. “Oh.”

 

“Red-chan.” Seiyou said, causing Red to bristle at the familiarity. “What would you think if Wataru-san was Kira?”

“Seiyou…” Wataru said warningly. Why was she bringing this up again?

Red grinned. “Awesome.”

“… Awesome?” Seiyou repeated in disbelief. “Why?”

“I've always been grateful to Kira for killing the burglar that murdered my parents, so if Wataru was Kira, I'd like him more!” Red said happily, hugging Wataru tightly. “And then I'd try to help him!”

“You're not afraid of Kira at all?”

“No.” Red shook her head. “Even if Kira killed me… I wouldn't be scared.”

“I see…”

 

Seiyou shook her head, then perked up as Utsugi came in with tea and an array of cakes. For a few minutes, there was silence, before she sighed.

“The way I see it, Kira's power passes from person to person.” Seiyou said slowly. “And when it passes, the person who had the power first loses it and their memory. That would make the criminal impossible to catch…”

“So you're saying that Red and I were controlled by Kira?” Wataru asked.

Seiyou nodded. “But what I want to know, is how you can still be alive. If Kira can kill with only a thought, then…”

Red shook her head. “I don't think Kira would do that.”

“Do you have proof?” Seiyou prodded.

“Well no, but… Kira works to make the world a better place, right? So if he used us to help him, why would he kill us?”

Seiyou took a bite of chocolate cake and chewed slowly before relying. “You are too innocent, Red-chan.”

“Quit calling me that. Only Wataru-san is supposed to call me by my first name!”

Wataru chuckled as she poured herself a cup of tea, ignoring the clink of chain. “Higashi-san, I believe that Red is correct. Otherwise we would have been killed already, right?”

“The killings stopped and restarted two weeks after your confinement… so up until then, you probably were Kira.”

“But I had no visitors…” Wataru said, “Unless someone on your task force is Kira, there should be no way…”

“I am not a proponent of supernatural theory, but if everything is true, then Kira's power is like… an evil spirit of sorts, unconstrained by distance. Perhaps you will become pawns again in the future, and that is why you were spared…” Seiyou theorized slowly.

Red frowned, and leaned closer to Wataru, who smiled and gave her a hug for reassurance.

She didn't relish the thought of being mind-controlled, but it would explain her loss of memory…

Seiyou stretched. “Well, I have other things to do now, so I'm afraid you'll have to come with me, Wataru-san.”

“Is this wise, Seiyou?” Wataru asked sharply. “If I am truly Kira, you are at a disadvantage, showing me how the investigation is doing.”

“True, but you are bright, and I heard from your Father that your hacking skills were up to par, so I can use you.”

“I see.” Wataru said.

Red pouted. “Don't you dare do anything to my boyfriend, Seiyou!”

Seiyou narrowed her eyes. “What?”

“You heard me. Don' t think I forgot what you said while I was confined. If you ever hurt Wataru, I'll kill you.”

Her eyes burned with anger, and Wataru smiled. It was so cute.

Seiyou shrugged. “As you will. All I'm going to do is sit next to him and hack, so why don't you stay in your room and be a good little girl?”

Red seethed quietly as they left, before she went to peruse the pile of fashion magazines left on the coffee table. She peeled the wrapper off a chocolate bonbon and bit into it angrily.

Why…?

With this police protection, she was allowed to leave for modeling jobs, but they had chosen Machisu - one of the officers - as her new manager. They had bribed her agency with a substantial sum, and now…

What now?

Surely her popularity would plummet if word got out she had been arrested as Kira. No, S though she was a second Kira, whatever that meant…

Two Kiras? How strange…

But there were already rumors circulating on the Internet, questioning her disappearance, and she sighed. All she ever had wanted was to be successful in her career and have Wataru as her boyfriend. Was that too much to ask?

S…

Sometimes, Red really hated her.

 

Mikuri watched as Daisuke continued to write madly, an unholy glint in his eyes. At this rate, he would soon be caught… he was killing off all his business rivals, so it was an obvious pattern. And then, hopefully, Red would go free…

The man laughed, and Mikuri wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Such an ugly creature…

Compared to him, Kira's motives to create a just world were almost pure. Mikuri shook his head, wondering what Daigo was up to now.

Had he returned to the Shinigami world?

 

In the Shinigami Realm, Daigo watched Mikuri with interest. Since Wataru had returned his Death Note, he really had no reason to stay in the human realm any longer, but since there was nothing to do but sleep or gamble, he kept an eye on Mikuri.

He was such a strange Shinigami, that one. He seemed almost capable of human emotions.

What was love to a Death God? If a Death God loved a human, and killed to prolong their life, he would die. Daigo had learned that much from his observations, but it seemed Mikuri was unaware of the consequences.

If push came to shove, would Mikuri kill to save Red?

It might be interesting to watch… and for a Shinigami, Mikuri really was very attractive…

 

Several days passed, before Red finally had enough.

“We are going on a date.”

Wataru smiled, though it seemed forced, and there were dark circles under her eyes. “Red…”

“I don't care if Seiyou comes with us. Staving cooped up like this is bad for you, Wataru-san! I don't want you to get sick! Besides, since you've been working so hard, you need a break.”

There was no argument Wataru could make against that, and she nodded. Kyou could take care of the problems, such as the sudden unnatural growth in the shares of Yotsuba stock that just might be tied to Kira…

If Kira was found, so much the better! She and Red would be able to go free… and everything would work out all right.

And then she would never have to deal with S again…

As Red leaned up on tiptoes to kiss her, she felt brown eyes boring into the back of her skull, and she felt a dark flash of hate directed at Seiyou.

How dare you do this to us?

 

End Fic

Completed 1/15/07

Yes, if not obvious enough already, both Wataru and Red hate Seiyou because they have no memories…

Lance: …

Red: *Hugs Lance* I like romance

Phantomness: I promise that the next part will be romance, since I don't like writing boring things!

Red: ^^