Who Said Death Was Easy? [Death Note Fanfiction]

Chapter Forty-one: Matsuda

Matsuda's POV:

"I love you," the male actor, Hideki Ryuga, professed to Misa. "So, please, don't tell me you're going home now. Instead, say you'll stay by my side."

Hideki Ryuga's hands found their way to Misa's shoulders. He started to lean in for the kiss when, all of the sudden, the blonde turned her head towards the camera crew, "uh, hey, Mr. Director, I can't do this! There's someone I love, Light Yagami! Can we maybe cut the love scenes, please?"

"Wha-? Wait a second!" the director's eyebrows furrowed together, "where is this coming from all of the sudden?!"

"Can't we just, like, fake kiss or something?" Misa whined.

The director threw his hands into the air, "you're kidding! You can't expect us to make a movie like that!"

"But, if I say no, then it's a no. Okay?"

Matsuda closed his eyes a moment. Admittedly, he was only half listening to Misa's antics. He was mostly focused on the fact that the Yotsuba Group's Tokyo office was only a block or so away from where they were filming Misa's movie. They had been filming for several days already, and all he could think about was, if only he were more brave, he could directly attempt to infiltrate the building.

All I want to do is help the investigation...

The young policeman let out a depressed sigh, thinking back to when he had attempted to lift the tension in the room during the double date.

"It's nothing. Matuda's being stupid again."

"That's his speciality."

He hung his head, I want to help the investigation, but so far, I haven't been able to do very much...

No, Touta Matsuda! You can't think like that! And today's Friday!

He thought back to the chief's words, "...I noticed that all the deaths that are beneficial to Yotsuba appear to be concentrated around the weekend...they all seem to take place between Friday night and Saturday afternoon."

The chief said he didn't want to be dead weight...well, like the chief, I also don't want to be dead weight, either! No, I can't be dead weight! I want Ryuzaki and the others to see how beneficial to this case I can be! I don't want to just do coffee runs and file papers for them. Matsuda took another sip of his coffee, Light and Keiko are both younger than me, but yet they've been able to contribute so much more to the case than me. They're younger and a lot more talented than I am...no! Again, you can't think like that! It's time to stop moping around, Touta Matsuda! If you want to show your skills, you can't do that sitting down. It's time to take matters into your own hands!

Matsuda jumped from his spot on the park bench. He dumped his empty coffee cup into the nearest trash can, then took off in a sprint towards the Yotsuba building.

You can do this, Touta Matsuda! You can prove your worth!

/meanwhile/

Light's POV:

Would I really punish evil-doers if I could kill just by seeing a person's face and name? Is that what I would do if I had that sort of power? I admit, there are a lot of people that the world could frankly do without, but...I don't think I'd become a murderer just to change the world...surely, I wouldn't do that, right? No! Light, you're thinking too hard about this. There's no way one could murder so many people and not have any memory of it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Keiko running a hand through her hair. He looked over at her, watching as she read over the paper in front of her, and attempted to ignore the pang in his heart. There was no denying that he missed her.