𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

五十四 | 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃

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    Higuchi couldn't believe it.

He was slumped in his seat after being cornered by not only a group of flashing police cars, but a helicopter holding a gunman that had shot out his tires, leaving his Porsche slammed up against the wall on the side of the road.

He was surrounded.

He had tried to get out of the situation by threatening to take his own life, but the gun that he had been about to use was shot out of his hand by that same gunman just as the helicopter touched to the ground, the blades slowly coming to a halt. There was nothing Higuchi could do about his situation as he grasped at his now wounded hand, sweat dripping down his forehead profusely.

This was it.

As those words resounded throughout Higuchi's mind, there was only one thing he could do.

"Ryuk..." he mumbled softly, yet just loudly enough where the Shinigami could still hear from the backseat. "I willingly forfeit my ownership of the Death Note back to you."

Ryuk's grin widened.

Look at that.

(Y/N)'s plan worked.

    Snatching the fake Death Note from Higuchi's bag just as several officers exited their cars with helmets and guns raised, Ryuk slipped the notebook into his holder strapped to his hip before walking over to (Y/N) who was currently in the backseat of the helicopter with L, Light, and Watari. The two exchanged a glance, and both of their smiles could be described as anything but innocent.

    Higuchi further slumped down over the wheel of his car, unconscious after losing his memories.

(Y/N)'s smirk broadened.

After I get back, I'm gonna have to reattach Ryuk's cover to the real Death Note pages before then burning the pages that Higuchi used.

No evidence can be left behind.

"Higuchi!" Soichiro shouted from where he stood several paces away from the red Porsche. "Put your hands above your head and get out of the car." When nothing but silence answered him, he took a step forward and shouted once more, "Higuchi! This is your final warning! If you do no step out of the vehicle at once, we will do so by force!"

"Mr. Yagami, what is going on?" L asked from where he sat in the helicopter into his headset, pouring coffee from a thermos into a tea cup.

"Higuchi isn't complying," Soichiro answered as he walked swiftly over to the vehicle, feeling bare since he currently didn't have a gun to defend himself with. "I'm moving to apprehend him." Then, to Aizawa, he said, "Cover me!"

The two men along with Mogi opened the door to the Porsche. When once more pointing their guns at Higuchi and their demands for compliance were answered with silence, Soichiro first pressed his two fingers against his neck for a pulse before opening his eyes to check his pupils. His eyes widened when realizing what had happened, shaking his head in aggravation at the turn of events.

"Mr. Yagami?" L asked over headset.

"He's not dead, just unconscious," the man declared as he hoisted Higuchi out of the car with the help of Mogi, placing both handcuffs and a blindfold on him in case he awoke.

L took a sip of his coffee.

He's unconscious... huh?

Watari didn't shoot him where he would bleed out to lose consciousness, and neither did anyone else.

The impact of the car couldn't have either...

So, what happened?

"When he wakes up, I want him fully contained back at Headquarters," L finally spoke up again after taking another drink from his cup, his dark eyes boring into Higuchi's slumped over form. "Watari will take care of all necessary precautions. Do not release Higuchi from his handcuffs or his blindfold. Does everyone understand?"

"Yes," a chorus of voices answered him over the headsets. "Understood."

Soichiro and Mogi hoisted Higuchi up with the help of Aizawa and placed him in the back of one of the police vehicles. Soichiro and Mogi slid into the front after bidding Aizawa goodbye, speeding back to Task Force Headquarters with sirens blaring in sync with their flashing red and blue lights. L, piloting the helicopter, lifted the vehicle off the ground and into the air so he, Light, (Y/N), and Watari could all return to Headquarters as well.

Silence descended thick and tangible between them all, processing the events of the past hour.

Everything had gone according to plan.

And then it didn't.

At least, for them it didn't.

(Y/N) was more than pleased by the situation, her (E/C) eyes narrowing at the thought of what would have happened if it didn't go her way. Light would have regained all of his memories if Higuchi hadn't rescinded ownership of the Death Note. For even though the pages were fake but usable, the cover was real, meaning it would give anyone touching the notebook the ability to see Ryuk and give back once lost memories.

It was a gamble.

One she needed to take.

"What happened back there?" Light finally asked, having had enough of brooding in silence.

"I'm not sure," L murmured.

"Me neither," (Y/N) shook her head and crossed her arms, closing her eyes as she played dumb. "All we can do is wait for Higuchi to wake up and confess. It's only a matter of time."

"And if he doesn't?" Light pushed.

"There's enough evidence against him to put him away even if he doesn't confess," L exhaled softly, his dark eyes reflecting back at him through the helicopter's main window, unknown emotions swirling in the hues. "But I'm really hoping that he does. Because then, we'll figure out how he kills. Kira's power will be uncovered." His gaze slid to the side of his eyes to stare Light down, murmuring, "And finally, Kira will be revealed."

Light frowned at L's insinuations.

It was no secret how L still suspected Light as Kira, but with Higuchi in custody, there was nothing he could do since it was so obvious he was Kira.

(Y/N) leaned back in her seat.

She stared out the window.

I wonder how this will change things...