The days after that day I first came to know of this "Ink" were relatively silent. Except for the occasional question or two, and the man who came in with food for me to eat. I never felt another shock from the collar. Even though I couldn't look, I was sure maybe it had been taken off in my sleep. By the 4th day, I'd barely had any human contact whatsoever. But then a man came in my cell. "Light Yagami, you're free to go. We let your father go too. But before you leave, L wants to talk to you in person." He let me free from my chains and straight jacket and led me into a room.
"Light Yagami.....nice to finally meet you," came a voice behind a chair faced the opposite direction of me. The chair turned around and revealed a man. Like 20 years old. I blinked my eyes furiously against my cheeks. This, was the man that put me through all of that crap?! Who challenged me and fooled me? This was him? He had shaggy black hair, in his face, he looked like some guyliner smeared under his eyes, he had a long sleeved white tee shirt and blue jeans on. He was sitting strangly. And he had some marshmallows on a stick in his hand and at least 10 other bags around him. And 10 other empty bags next to that. If he ate like that everyday, then he must've weighed about 250 pounds.
"You're free now. You can come and go as you like. We don't have any further proof of you being Kira, But we reviewed your grades and GPA and so far, we're really impressed. So we would be honored if you helped us with the Kira case." I almost laughed. But managed to hold it back with a big, non-suspicious smile. "You want me, an average high school student, to help you with a case as big as this? Honestly? Don't you find that a bit weird?" I answered.
He merely stared at me. The other chair spinned around. A girl sat there. Her hair was a little longer.It was still choppy. It was a red-brown color. Her pale skin radiated in the light given off by the computer. Her eyeliner was neatly applied against her large(for a japanese person anyway) golden eyes. Her shirt was a black short sleeved tee shirt and her pants were just pajama pants. Her shirt read "Ink". She smiled at me before speaking.
"No, why would you think that? You'd be smart enough to help us catch Kira, whoever he may be." a mischevious smile lined her thin, pink, attractive lips. I gotta admit, it's strange,but I had a bit of an attraction, a crush, a liking to her. She was pretty, and it would be fatal if something were to happen to her.
"Well, what if I were to refuse?" I spoke again
Ink smiled once again
"Then I would assume you were just trying to avoid my watchful eye and would try you as Kira."
The whole conversation, L was staring at Ink, with such an admiration in his eye and she ignored him. What a girl she was.
"Fine, I'll help."
"Good. I'll be looking forward to it."
"So Ink, what an interesting name. What's your real name?"
she laughed
"Nice try sport"
she laughed again and turned around.