In order to catch Kira, L decides to hire an anonymous yet well sought out intelligence analyst. (Y/n) is full of greed and is selfish, will her greed be be her downfall? She isn't full of the desire of "justice" only thinking of herself and benefit...
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╰┈➤ High heels lightly plopped against the ground. It was a windy day in Japan...(Y/n) had sought out to get new designer bag. Maybe even new shoes while she was at it. Or maybe she could get new sunglasses, earrings, and necklace. Oh she wanted everything she could get her hands on.
Though it wouldn't go as planned, a piece of paper flew directly into her face. It felt like a sudden shock, chills ran through her body. Her [skin color] finger reached up to peel it off her face.
A small scoff escaped her lips. "What the hell?" (Y/n)'s eyes grazed over the note. "Naomi Misora?" The lip gloss that was over her lips smeared most of the writing.
"Gross," She rolled her eyes, wiping the remaining product off. Her [eye color] eyes squinted trying to look at the scribbles. Though in the end she shrugged, crumpling it up and shoving it into her pocket.
Humming a slight tune as she strolled along the sidewalk. From a far stood a brunet, his eyes slightly narrowed. He watched her from the back as she walked off with a part of the death note in her pocket.
He took in a deep breath, the shinigami floating around him let out a deep chuckle. "Better hope you don't bump into her again! I'll wave at her next time I see her though," The creature joked.
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A rhinestoned phone with a small skull phone charm was clenched in delicate finger tips. Yet the business phone in front of her was the one to rumble. It rung, mimicking the same noise various times. A small yawn escaped perfectly glossed lips.
"Hello," She spoke, her voice filtered to a more deep voice. It was a standard procedure in order to keep her identity a secret.
"Kira investigation? Now why would I want to join that?" (Y/n) hummed. She clicked her tongue in annoyance. "I could care less about "Kira," plus I don't usually participate in that line of work," She explained.
A small smirk decorated her lips. "You've intrigued me now." Once hearing more about the case she was instantly hooked. (Y/n) gently swirled her fingers around the charm, crossing her legs and adjusting herself in the chair she was sitting at.
(Y/n) took out the paper from her pocket, throwing it away in a nearby trashcan. "I'm afraid i'll have to finish my current work first, do keep me updated on Kira though." She hummed. Quickly hanging up before the other line could answer.
"I'll play this little game with you...Both L and Kira..."
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A long trench coat that hung to her feet. Though the loud thumps from her heels echoed through the hallways leading up to where L told her to meet him. The sunglasses and hat shadowed over her face.
It was a while after she had first gotten the call. Well a long while...Now there was a second Kira? She wasn't keeping up much.
Her fist lightly knocked against the door of the hotel. She entered cautiously. As she set foot into the room, (Y/n) was met by a man with pale skin that made the dark eyebags under his eyes more prominent.
His dark eyes wondered around the figure. "You don't mind taking that off? We'll be working together after all..." He stated, directed towards the trench coat.
(Y/n)'s [skin color] hands ventured to her buttoned up coat, letting it fall to the ground. Taking off her eyewear and hat.
"Are you going to make me strip down to my panties too or what?" (Y/n) snarled. Her fingers wrapped around her glasses which now displayed her face.
The man she only assumed to be L was rather surprised. "I am L," He cleared his throat. "(Y/n)." She stated.
"A pleasure to meet you, (Y/n)."
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