[D is for detective, not what you perverts are thinking]
I'd been off work with depression for ages and my parents decided to help by getting me a job, they knew someone who knew someone who needed an assistant.
"What will I have to do?" I asked.
"I don't know, just get your lazy butt out of bed and do some work."
I was too tired to argue and I knew I had to start paying my way again. They dropped me off at some creepy looking office to meet my new boss.
He sat with his legs up on the chair and his knees folded into his chest. He had dark hair and dark bags under his eyes, pale skin and he looked at me in silence while chewing on his thumbnail (I almost wrote table, that would be weird)
"Hello, I'm Y/N and I'm here for the job." I introduced myself and he continued to watch me in silence.
"And you are?" I prompted.
"I go by Rue Ryuzaki while working, though my real name is Beyond Birthday."
"Nice name." I said.
"You will be known as Backyard Bottomslash while working for me."
"Oh wow thanks, I love it." I said sarcastically.
"What do you know about this position?" He asked.
"Absolutely nothing." I replied.
"I am an un-private detective." He told me.
"Ugh but I never even read Nancy Drew. They're about the only books I didn't read, oh and Harry Potter but I've read My Immortal which is the same thing."
"That is most definitely not the same thing. I dare you to try use that as evidence in court and see how far it gets you." He corrected me.
"Well I don't know what genre, I mean type of cases you take on, but if my Death Note adaption of the same fan fiction would ever help, well
actually I'd worry about you if that shit was of any help to you."
"Ms. Bottomslash, could you please focus?"
I sat down and he briefed me on the Kira case, everyone involved and some of the more private details.
"I need you to go the address of a Halle Lidner, enter the property using the security code that I've narrowed down over the past few weeks and look for anything suspicious. Also take lots of photos with the camera I'll give you, in case you miss anything."
"Of course I'll miss something, I'm not a fucking detective." I thought as I
nodded.
"Wear these gloves and DON'T touch anything."
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[AN - I thought I'd accidentally deleted this whole book but it was just the next chapter, so now I have write that shit again]
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Hot Mello (Book 1)
FanfictionI don't know, just hot and/or weird Mello (Death Note) stories/imagines/whatever. Mello x reader, unless otherwise stated. (By reader I mean me, because I love Mello) Ps. They're probably all ooc and most of them aren't meant to be taken seriously.
