A Bad Day (Open)

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Satsu entered through the doors and quickly sat down at a table at the back leaft corner, they place wasn't busy as usual, but atleast know one would be able to see what he was doing. Pulling out his Mac laptop from his backpack he rested the laptop on the table.

"What do we want to no today?"

Satsu said with a smirk as he tryed accsessing the FBI's files, scanning through the files a code poped up.

"Sneaky Bastards... The probally took precaution after our last inccident"

He whispered under his breath as he entered in a password finder to find the FBI's password so he could hack into the main frame.

"This is going to take a while, might as well get something while i'm waiting..."

Satsu sat at the table for know longer than half an hour staring at the computer screen, whilst holding a cup of coffee in his hand, finaly the password find found a match.

"Yes! Finally! I have done it once again!"

He said raising his voice, jumping up in excitment once again. All of a sudden the coffee from his cup landing onto his laptop, and the screen started to fuzz.

"No, not again! Well looking on the bright side, atleast it wasn't all of my coffee..."

He said whislt quickly placing the cup on the table and grabbing a cloth to wipe down the mess he made, and his laptop which lost all the FBI files he could of recived, he then collapsed back into his seat and stared at the laptop. What am i going to do with you now?? He spoke in his mind as he slumped back in his chair.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

With a quick look at his watch, a man was walking into the cafe, lips set in a solemn line as he carried his briefcase up to the counter. Right on time, as always...always the same time and the same drink, like clockwork. The barista knew this to the point of exhaustion, taking extra care to make his drink exactly as he liked it...because the man tended to get rather irate when things were out of place.

As soon as he had his coffee in hand, Mikami took a seat off to one side, setting his briefcase safely beside him. With a quick little motion, he shifted a few stray locks of raven hair from his face, dark eyes flicking around the place.

Good. No clients here today to bother me.

He took a sip from his coffee, reaching over with his free hand to undo the latch on his briefcase. It wasn't long before the coffee was settled back on the table, the briefcase was closed and locked once more, and he had a book in his hand. Mikami was all ready to settle in for his thrice-a-week coffee time...until he noticed someone with a coffee-stained cloth, a wet-looking table, and an equally wet-looking laptop.

In spite of himself, he stared for a moment, sizing up the situation. If someone else had done this to him, it was worth his attention. If it was an accident, it wasn't. But there was no real way of knowing.

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Satsu whiped all the coffee that was on the table and on the laptop, the irritaion of it was reaching head. Satsu ran over to the bar not noticing the person sit beside him, Satsu lost his grip of the wet coffee stained cloth, the cloth fell onto th person just beside him.

"Oh i'm so sorry! I am very sorry!"

Satsu said piccking it up and grabbing another wash cloth to clean out the coffee stain on ther persons stain, but only managing to make it bigger than it already was...

"Holly! I apologize, this is just a bad day for me!"

He said picking up his things as he stood infront of the person who was before him.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

Mikami had just decided to ignore the man, figuring that if no one else had been here, it was only an accident - but his eyes were only on his book for a few brief moments before a wet cloth fell onto the page, sliding down against his suit jacket.

"What the-"

Suddenly, the other man was rubbing at his jacket, the darker stain on his dark gray suit spreading out. Before he could say another word, the man had backed up, picking up his things and standing in front of the table. Luckily, his briefcase was on the side that faced the wall, so it remained clean...which was about the only thing keeping Mikami from exploding about now.

"...You should really watch where you're running," he growled, standing up himself to take off the jacket. It didn't soak through - which was fortunate. He looked well-enough put together without the jacket for the time being with only his slacks, vest, and tie.

His expression was rather bleak as he spoke again. "Is there some sort of emergency? Because I just saw you sitting there doing nothing, so I doubt this is suddenly worse than when you came in."

Gingerly, he picked up his book, dabbing at the pages with a napkin. Lucky for him he hadn't been writing a report.

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Satsu stoped and looked at the man as he spoke to Satsu.

"Yeah sorry about that, i will remember that for the next time..."

He said as he smiled at him, Satsu looked at the man closely and he reminded him of his father, when he wasn't drunk but before his mothers death.

"Oh yeah, i just lost all my work, need to do some more research since i am one laptop down..."

He said placing the Mac back in his bag. I can't tell him that i was trying to hack into the FBI's main frame again, or i will grow supicouise of being Kira or a second Kira, or maybe some guy trying to get infomation for Kira or infomation of the Kira case, if i get caght i will be sentence to prison or will get some crule punishment, i have to stop thinking like this, right now i am confusing myself! Satsu spoke in his head.

"My name is Satsujin Aito Tsuki, but you can just call my Satsu."

He said bowing his head with a smirk on his face.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

The now-stained man didn't look particularly impressed with this whole situation.

"...That's a shame." Flatly - with liberal amounts of sarcasm. Annoyed at this point, he shut his book with a little SNAP, cringing at the sticky sort of sound the pages made. He would have to get a new one. He didn't have time to do that until late tomorrow, if he finished at the gym early.

For a long moment, he just stood and stared through his glasses at the man, frowning deeply as he seemed to get very lost in his thoughts before introducing himself. As it stood, he wasn't really sure WHY the man was introducing himself unprompted...so he slid his glasses downward and peered over them in a stern sort of way.

"...Right. Well, Satsu, do you introduce yourself, without being asked, to everyone you douse with coffee?" The comment was sharp and more than a little bitter. Still, he had to keep some manner of propriety here...so he reached into his pocket, pulled out a business card holder, and held one out to him with a traditional, old-fashioned bow.

It read:

Mikami Teru - Criminal Prosecutor

He turned his sharp, bitter gaze back to him, crossing his arms as soon as the card holder was back in his pocket.

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This guy a Prosector? Wonder if he is a Kira follower... Satsu thought in his head as he saw the card, and listen to him at the same time.

"Huh? Well i was just brought to be respectful to everyone younger and older Mikami-san, i'm sorry if i made you fewlt uneased..."

Satsu said stepping back half a step as Mikami-san showed a bitter gaze at him, making him feel more intimidated, but nothing can get past him.

"Well i am sorry about the coffee and all..."

Satsu then was interupted from Sukura TV, as they commerate about the people who have died.

"Must of been Kira... What do you think of him?"

He said to Teru-san still staring at the TV.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

Mikami was rapidly getting frustrated with this young upstart...but since he couldn't very well cause a scene in his usual cafe, he swallowed most of his anger.

"It didn't make me uneasy, per se...it just didn't make any sense. Maybe I'm just not up on the social graces in today's society, but usually, you wouldn't need to tell me your name unless I asked for it so you could pay to have my coat cleaned and for me to replace my book...."

Then the man apologized...and he let out a sigh. "...It's all right. Don't worry about it."

About then, the television chimed in, bringing word of another judgement. Something seemed to light in the man's dark eyes...and something that may have been the shadow of a smile twitched at the corners of his lips. He took in the information of the murder, taking careful note so he would remember what to write in his Kira journal later.

Then Satsu spoke, and he looked back at him, speaking in a simple, matter-of-fact tone.

"I agree with him completely." No sarcasm at all, and a note of pride.

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Satsu was amazed that Mikami-san was interested in Kira, he thought being a prosector that he would be against him. Should i ask him why he likes him? Couldn't hurt to ask He thought as he grabbed his coat and examined the book he was holding.

"I'll take these to get them washed, and i'll get you a new note book Mikami-san, and if you mind me asking... What are your opinon on Kira? Not to be rude or anything but what do you think of him, you being a prosector and all..."

He said slowly, as his throat became dry. After he asked the question he looked back at the TV then back to Mikami-san.

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

Briefly, the man bristled as Satsu picked up his coat and book - the book was only a novel and the coat wasn't particularly expensive, but he didn't like his things being touched.

"...All right. Thank you. You can drop them off at my office later. My address is on the card I gave you-" But then he was asked about Kira, and his expression became just a bit less grave. It took him a moment to decide what to say...but ultimately, he felt he needed to stand up for his God at any turn possible.

Quietly, he sat down at his table again, sipping at his forgotten coffee before gesturing for Satsu to sit across from him.

"No use standing around and being a spectacle. Now...my opinions on Kira are simple. I feel that he's right - he knows what the true meaning of justice is. It's the reason I do what I do...to ensure that true justice is upheld and that useless vermin are punished - as greatly as is possible. Kira can go beyond that - beyond what law can do alone."

His voice was full of pride and confidence...almost as if he were giving some sort of sermon.

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Satsu looked at Mikami-san as he spoke the words of Kira, he was right he is true justice, he is the higher power.

"Yes you are right, since Kira has been around the crime limit has plumet, however if he disapears the crim rate will increase without a doubt. If you think about it, all the criminals he has killed were people who have killed, who were about to kill, or who had killed however been let free. What Kira is basically doing is saving lives than stopping them, all you have to do is think about it."

He said as he gazed at the tv.

"And if it was those who did get away they would strick back, and thats why Kira is here to help us, help the world. But what happens if everyone is guilty of commiting a crime? Does that mean he'll kill us too? No he only kills those who are the true criminals of murder!"

He started drifting off talking to himself. I have to fix my laptop...

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

He's irritating...but at least his viewpoints are correct. I was beginning to think he was one of those useless people who deserve to be deleted...but maybe he's not COMPLETELY useless. At least he seems to understand that God is trying to help humanity....

Mikami watched the man as he spoke, fingers drumming rhythmically on the table. He didn't need to debate about anything here...Satsu would agree with what he had to say. This relaxed him a little bit,

"Exactly." But then Satsu was talking to himself, and the lawyer found himself clearing his throat with a sharp little sound. "...I told you that you could sit down. If you would like to discuss Kira, that's fine with me - I make no secret of my support and approval. However, standing around makes a scene and invites people in, and that I can do without for now. I am a regular in this cafe - I come here for quiet."

This having been said, Mikami reached into his briefcase, pulling out a small green notepad and a fountain pen. Flipping it open to the last page with empty space, he began to write details of the latest execution, his handwriting as neat and concise as most typeface from a computer. There wasn't a bit of wasted space - no flaws at all in his penmanship or spelling, no dabs of white-out in sight.

As soon as it was done, the last word written with a little flourish, he murmured just one word under his breath, barely a whisper:

"Deleted."

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Satsu looked at Mikami-san as he offered him a seat, Satsu looked down the seat infront of me then back up at Mikami-san. Should i take a seat, but i should leave so i can fix my laptop.

"Sorry i better be off, i should fix my computer until it reaches anymore damages since there might be some coffee left over in there... I'll be sure to drop your things things at your office, i wish i could of stayed longer but it was nice meeting you."

He said as he bowed his head. he slolwy turned around with his bag slung over his shoulder contain the Mac, and Mikamis coat held in his right hand, he gradualy reached the door, walking outside he looked around then finally disapeared.

[Exit]

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

"...Nice meeting you, too."

The comment was flat, and rather full of sarcasm...sipping from his coffee, he looked at his watch.

Great. My coffee break has been completely shot to Hell, now. God...please judge more of the useless soon. I will do whatever I can for you, for only you can grant true peace to the righteous....

...And I can't seem to get a moment's peace anyway.

His coat missing and his book ruined, Mikami turned his attention to his Kira journal...reading over the exploits of his God for his remaining minutes of leisure.

I have faith in you. The time will come soon enough.

[End?]