It had been six months and Near sat in his newly acquired base working over the case in sure fury. Things with it had become more difficult and news that he wasn’t L’s successor hadn’t helped any at all. Not long after he had arrived in the foreign country had he been told that Rodger had made a mistake and that L had given his place to none other than Light. The very person L had suspected! It was outrageous! That freak had called about L's passing to Mello and others! Dirty filth should not speak that name or hold that damn title! It was HIS! Near hadn’t been this emotionally furious in many years.
“Why am I not in that very place?” Near murmured to himself through set teeth. He placed another Lego on the growing fortress he was building around himself.
“Don’t grit your teeth, Near.” Outa said from somewhere outside the Lego mess. “I think that L was controlled like so many others when he gave the position to the Yagami boy.”
“I’ve thought of that.” Near sulked “But, I’m still upset.” He pushed a part of the wall out and crawled from his fort. After looking at it for a moment, he sat next to Outa and began idly typing on the key bored.
“Stop it.” The man said “You continue and I’ll tell Mello and Matt about your little bit of defeat.” He hoped it had the effect he wanted it. And it did.
“You will not say anything!” Near hopped up. “To say anything to them is to kill any reasons I took you with me.” He began typing with even more vigor. “By the way. Have you found Mikami yet?”
It was Outa turn to sulk. “No.” He said slumping in his chair slightly. “If he was going to be joining Kira he would be were there would be plenty of activity.”
“Have you gotten the information on what the other L is doing?” Outa asked after a few moments had past.
“Just the usual, it seems.” Near clicked open a window that showed the inside of L’s fortress.
There sat Light, a rather tall slender built young man about collage age, with light brown hair that seemed perfect in every place. His tight kaki pants and stiff choler shirt made Near cringe. He was moving from computer screens to a black notebook laid out in front of him. He seemed to be taking notes of the criminals Kira had killed in it; writing their names, how they died and at what time it happened. Stupid perfectionist bitch.
Near sat looking at the screen, twirling a lock of his hair. Nothing showed openly in his huge orbs. They appeared to have this mysterious void about them As if their owner was in two places at the same time.
Shaking himself a little Outa stood up. “I’m going out. Do you need anything?”
His question was meet with silence so he left with out another word.
‘This is all he does.’ Near thought as he continued to watch his mini rival walk to get some coffee and talk with a former police agent. ‘He sits at his computers, TVs and that notebook. Just typing and looking. All day he does that, all night. He never moves.’
It’s as though on cue, Light looked up at the tiny screen. He couldn’t see Near but it’s as if he felt him. They gazed into each other for nearly five whole minutes before the same officer came to the brunet’s side.
“What’s wrong, Light?” The man asked in his home tongue. He proceeded to glance at the same spot that Light was looking at. “Do you want me to get the base cleaned?”
‘This man is so thick…’ Near thought with a smirk at Light’s dense companion. He had memorized the manes of all the people who worked with the ‘new L’.
The man with Light right now was Matsuda. A young officer who had quit the task force to continue working with L as an undercover man, although he had nearly gotten himself killed on more than one occasion. Near didn’t have to worry about this guy’s brains seeing as how L used to refer to him as ‘that stupid Matsuda.’
Mogi was the silent worker. He seemed to obey orders without question and gather information. L’s recorded said that Mogi was efficient for handling the unglamorous work. This man could posse as a problem, if crossed.
And lastly there was Soichiro Yagami, Light’s father. This man had unmatched figuring skills, and bravery to the point of it being ridiculous. Almost as ridiculous as Matt’s. L had it down that when he put Light in quarantined observation, that his father had himself locked up too. His love and trust for his son was so strong that he knew seeing his child confined could drive him to even attack L.
‘I’ve got to be watchful of that one.’ Near sighed looking at Light’s file. The young chestnut was the top graduate of his high school and private lessons. Light had a record of physical feats that Near could never dream of doing. And he was the freshman representative for his collage, having scored all one hundred percents alongside L. L hadn’t trusted Yagami and therefore took him to there base for close watch. When it appeared he was innocent, L used him for his brain.
But, the file wasn’t complete since L had died. And now Light had HIS position! He just couldn't take this. It was wrong. Not just he not being L. But, the idea that Light Yagami somehow fooled L. The world's best.
Near tossed the files away from him and turned back to the screen. “Light Yagami.” He muttered to himself, “I believe L was right. You are Kira and I shall take you to prison for trial and death. If you have the gall to send people to their graves prematurely then you shouldn’t have a problem with me sending you to yours. I am justice. You are mine.” He took out a picture from his pocket and gazed at the frowning blond on it. It was all he had left of his cheerished memories. “When this is over, we can all be safe. That’s what I wish for anyway.” He placed the picture now in a hiden pocket of his shirt. And once again, turned to the cameras.
