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After that began the siege of the cameras, but I notice, I was pleased with myself, totally ignoring a bouncing by Ryuk the room feeling the symptoms of his withdrawal, he finally suggested the deal, if he blocks would be earned, after I reveal the location of the cameras was not difficult to devise a plan to pretend innocence. So while it looked like a student watching television from the bag of chips and criminal court. Sure that L will be asking what the hell was going on and that would be enough to clean my image. While the cameras disappeared nightmare I had to keep worrying about someone who was following me. After I found out an intricate plan that was me who was the FBI, if L had gone so far should prove I still was smarter than him. I managed to kill Penbar Raye and other staff and then his girlfriend to try to make the list. By then ... the concept of evil person who was driving in my head was so large, that simply was enough against me to be considered vile.

When I finally went to college, proud of my achievements and have been able to elude L so far, I went to the ceremony with my best clothes. I watched as a freak, messy, ragged and shabby attracted attention, because of it. I deeply resented people like him. Because if the rules of etiquette were invented in order to respect the solemnity of acts. What cost them respect for a day that solemnity and their assistants and dressing as it should? Unfortunately for me the guy that sat next míoy to make matters worse I found out I was the better one entered, gave a speech, either. I noticed that not only stood bent but also had a peculiar way to catch objects with the fingertips as if he would suck. "What a disgusting type ..." I thought funny.

As we were getting off the stage, I asked if I Light Yagami son of the chief of police of Tokyo. I was surprised even more, wondering who the hell he was, how he knew that and more importantly, why I was talking shit. With the aplomb that characterizes me I told him that if he sat next to me in a weird position. With your feet on the seat and knees drawn on his chest, like a spoiled kid that nobody bothered to teach manners. He said he had heard that I for one had been investigating the Kira case, and had information if you would like to share with me. What the hell is playing? Who is it? I had many questions in my head at the time, but keeping his composure and calm attitude said, "Well, you tell me whatever you want, I'm all ears "staring at me then said" I am L ".

I had to stay still and make me pacing my breathing seemed to accelerate at any time, did not believe in his words at all, but still well, if true could not see me spin, I could not lose my precious self now. "If you're L, you have all my support and admiration"

Then we went to court, we talked, I asked what was my motivation to study criminology. I said that is something I had promised myself to follow in the footsteps of my father.

"I see - looking at me with her eyes said examiners - that means you have a keen sense of justice

- Of course, if & ndash , I said with a tone of obvious - just like you, I guess if really are who you say ... Ryuga

"Yes, justice is a greater good ... a noble objective that is worth fighting, however, one must know when you can step up to help meet - I said, directing his sharp eye I held still feeling some discomfort from his insinuating voice - is a big difference between being a servant of justice and from taking the law into their own hands.

"Well, if you're right, but I think that is something that people like us should have clear - I said the most sincere tone I could find. Because deep thought so, because I never thought that what he was doing was to take me justice in my hands.

We walked around the campus, when we saw the sports fields saw him coming back to me with a lively expression and child: How about a tennis match-Yagami kun. I smiled slyly at the offer.

-Ryuga ... I want you to know that I have enough experience in that sport

"Do not worry - he said returning the defiant tone he had used earlier to give me my arrogant warning - I was also a national champion junior league

"Well, you're well informed, do not expect anything less from you ... Ryuga - I intentionally marking his alias.

Within 10 minutes everything was prearranged for our meeting, we even had spectators.

The first serve he did, then to see the power of your shot I knew I was not playing, it was not a rival to be neglected. And I followed him as confirming the match lasted. Because it was me making the weight, I felt I was facing a worthy opponent, our party was tiring and interesting and although I thought seriously about losing on purpose, noting that all this friendly little game was just a ruse to examine my own behavior, I said: If I lose I will not demonstrate my innocence, in the same way that if I win, no I will be giving evidence of my guilt, so I must not relax ... it's more, you win.

Winning gave us a handshake, we could have fired there, but I was curious to continue talking to this boy so extrañoe interesting. I invited him to a café, he accepted, on pain of losing, saying that I have won, had the right to ask anything. I must say your answer amused me. If I had asked him his real name, I would have had to say? I thought I could propose to join the TEAM research, and to let me visit the barracks where so investigate the other police confirm whether it was L or not. Then out of nowhere as we walked me go "You know, I think you're Kira ..." My breath is held for a moment. Will you bastard! Although I have said that his suspicion was 3% was enough so he could not take him to headquarters. There was another brilliant move on their part, and as much intelligence and lucidity deployment was starting to piss me off,

The fourth rarity I found him (being The first clothes your hair and dark circles, the second its position standing and sitting and the third his way to pick objects) was his love sweets. When we got to the cafeteria, while I asked for a black coffee and a sandwich he surprised me by asking a creamy cappuccino - which added countless buckets of sugar - and a big slice of strawberry girl has taste "funny as I thought I saw his eyes bright eat your cake with a worship that I exaggerated and quite funny.

then began to show evidence of the Kira case, he showed me the notes I had made some prisoners to write before I die I interpreted messages as expected, then tells me that would have been fine if not for the fourth note ... I was obviously false evidence showing intentional. But I had to act naturally and sure he expected me to fall to his trick, then said, "Well have said before, now completely changes the subject" And he said with his eyes open and look sharp: - is that it assumes that there were only three notes right?

"Is that what you had shown me and I trusted what I was saying. Although, of course, obviously this interrogation has not been more than a trap that you put me to see if caíay accused me of myself as Kira, but does not bother me, I understand the need for RESEARCH AND help you even in this way.

flashed a wide smile, looking pleased at my response. "You're very perceptive, Yagami-kun

then phoned my father had suffered a heart attack, seized by fear and concern we address it immediately. I was glad to see he was fine, my father was confirmed that L Ryuga and then he told me that the research team name was Ryuuzaki. Spent some time discussing and talking until I left him outside the hospital.

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Chapter 1 Continued

Decidií post this fic here as well. Rumor has it that here fanfiction readers flee when they find something good to read there, so I hope that those readers take pity on me and read me.

try to stick as closely as possible to the original plot, at least initially, which can be boring. But then things will go maso less naturally unfolding.

1. Presentation Light Yagami

Before finding the book that changed my destiny forever, my thinking was not very different from now , true, if you look at Light Yagami before and now actually find significant differences when the mode of action, but the essence was always the same.

My daily routine was unbearable monotony. I got up early because I was enrolled in my deepest codes to be always on time, ceremoniously bathe, dress up, take a balanced breakfast, dressed in an impeccable way with no wrinkles in the shirt and a perfect tie knot , then come early, sometimes before the teachers, sit in the tranquility of living vacíoy reviewing my notes for the umpteenth time, knowing that they needed to do, it would make no difference, as would take the best score.

Then came a teacher and I play the only role I had assigned in this small theater, then the adult sonreíay said: "Look who's here ... Yagami-kun, as always reviewing their studies ... no wonder be the best student of the country ... with that attitude will get you very far "So I wore a charming smile and responded modest things like" I will be less ... "" Just doing my duty ".... My duty, I am a student right? And that's what I do, study, said to be good ... that's what we do at our age. So why do people find it so strange that someone does what it is supposed to do? "No one does what it should ...." He said an inner voice ... and if it was true, I seemed to stand out too much by doing what is expected of me in a world so mediocre and so simple.

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answered every question in class, meet the challenges presented nothing challenging seme, received words and gestures of admiration of my colleagues , praise and congratulations from my teachers, then at the end of the class rejected invitations to go to the games with her. It's amazing that with such notes on top venture to waste time that way. People are so ... always looking for hedonistic self-gratification of a selfish way instead of trying to do what they should and find satisfaction in it, in the performance.

By that way of thinking in particular is that I never had friends, no girlfriend, no one that interested me more than necessary. For me those things were far from interested, because it really would not aid anything to achieve my career goals and if not yet really expected of me that had a girlfriend, then why?. I came home and greeted with affectionate courtesy my mother, my sister asked for help in doing homework Lips and I, moved by his simple childish, finished accessing. Sometimes I think Dad was always busy as I take the task of being the father of Sayu. After studying a lot, and when I got bored of reading injecting extra knowledge to my brain to bed early, knowing that some sleep was vital to stay lucid the next day.

Then one day looking out the window of the classroom tasteless saw something fall from the sky, you stole my attention for a few seconds. I thought "Sure, kids in the first .. besides walking through the halls screaming contaminate the yard, "Outside the school was a chance to go through there, I saw a notebook as a prize shot and civil duty to give back to someone what is theirs, I went to see who he was. Then on the cover read "Death Note" what a name for a notebook, insurance is one of those bugs Gothic school. I opened it to find more information, then read the first rule "The person whose name is written in the notebook dies," I had to repress the urge to laugh, my god ... who would so stupid and so lazy to walk with a little game as crass as this. I left it lying where it because, in truth, if it was just a silly toy, my sense of duty to return it to owner had disappeared.

But I could not, a prisoner of a strange attraction cast him as I resumed my backpack. After dinner I read the review followed the rules, each seemed more absurd and fanciful. "The person who did this has a lot of imagination ... you became famous writing novels if channeled it in a productive way and not doing stupid toys." Lit the television to watch the news then I saw the news of the kidnapping live, I always came a raging helplessness like.

top that some people do not fulfill their duty in this world, there is another even worse than breaking the rules, harms others and dare to do such despicable acts and so against the rational and virtuous human nature.

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I took the book and I said "Well, just to try this thing ... if he dies a criminal and no one will care" let out a laugh to see what I was thinking "Really hope this work? "No more I wrote and then I went to order my desk when they announced that the guy had died of a heart attack. But my rationalism as well established told me it was just a coincidence and should not be altered by a trifle like that.

the next day to return the pre-university course I witnessed harassing a girl, without thinking I wrote the name of degenerated into the Death Note indicating the circumstances of death, just to be sure. Then I saw my design met and fell initially panicked and awareness, I weighed like lead, I thought if the deaths of two men and made a dent in me What if I kept ; to using that damn book? ... but then I realized that was no accident that the notebook had been found by me. I always had enough perspective to see that this world was evil, that there were people who should not be rotting even more. And who else I have the righteousness enough to make decisions on who to judge?

While my life was still there now routinely something else, something stronger and nobler than that urged me to take my time diaa day. He had a noble cause and do not meet stopped at nothing, judged and judged constantly in my free time at the most I could. Then came the day the owner of this notebook shinigami appeared before me and I can not deny that I made a great impression, because not every day a monster who is over two meters height occurs in your home with terrifying expression telling you is a god of death. I sincerely hope that I ask for something in return, but said no, everything was free would just have to endure his presence lurking in everything I do, because "I was bored." I did not complain, really was not used to being together, I was always something a hermit, but when your company is a god of death can not but feel something special. I think then I took no importance nor to the price to be paid by the notebook. He was not afraid of death.

And then he opened the door to the first challenge of my life ... the greatest.

When I saw the famous detective L was challenging me publicly, calling me a murderer, to me, that was cleansing the world of dross I could not but feel the first shock of adrenaline flowing through my veins. But then I was still too young and too trusting of myself to take it seriously, and in the first challenge succumbed to this attack on my pride. If he could catch me and said he had the courage to show it openly and by name and then had to face the wrath of Kira, his executioner. I certainly did not expect was that he had been smart enough to predict my reaction. It had all been a ploy to make me fall, and fell, not only gave me the pleasure of winning the game but also had shown me, showing my location in front of millions of people, not I could only exploit angry, because never in my seventeen years someone had been able to challenge me, no one had been close to reaching even up and down this guy and showed me that I was just another big fish in a sea where it probably had more big fish. I did not care ... because to be honest despite how dangerous the situation was becoming, vertigo caused me to have an opponent, a real opponent, was overwhelming ... I never felt so alive.

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