This story is going to be extremely sad so all of you drama queens better get your pocky ready. I hope you like it. . .

Emma: Ummm. . . where did L and Light and all people eligible for doing the disclaimer go??

Pocky: Burp. Better for me to know and you to find out. Oi, let's get on with it. Emma does not own Deathnote. She does own Masaiomi. And the pocky box I came in. . .

Emma: Speaking of which, what the heck happened to it? And why aren't you in it, and why are you so big, and why am I talking to an abnormally tall piece of pocky?

Pocky: . . . Well gotta go. Bye!

Emma: Hmmm. . . Should I be worried?

Masaiomi's POV

My back was pressed up against the wall of the hotel. It was painful, but if I spoke up, I would be slapped again.

"You think Haru would ever love you? Well guess what? He's in love with that foreign exchange student, Lucy Mote. You'll never have him, you stupid bitch." The ringleader of what used to be my gang said.

My heart wrenched as I unwillingly looked into the picture. The girl in the picture was absolutely beautiful. She had curly brown hair, bright blue eyes, and cute smile. She was the polar opposite of me; me with my straight waist-length raven black hair, normal mud brown eyes, and sad grimace.

"You can't even defend yourself. You're pathetic. Come on, let's teach this pauper a lesson." What was left of my old gang stared at me with pity. The old me would have been rearing for a fight, but that was before this girl, Ai and her friends took our gang over. I had been forced to hand over the leadership or risk loosing my left ring finger. My pinky had been blown off already from a robbery at a bakery I was caught up in.

Ai interrupted my thoughts as she pushed me into the elevator. "You scared, pauper?" she hissed as the elevator filled and I was surrounded again.

"Do what you please. If you're right and Haru doesn't love me, I find no reason to care what you do; no one else is around that I care for. Take my life, defile my name, and if you do, you will be brought to justice by Kira, you worthless pig." I replied emotionlessly.

Ai flinched, then laughed. In all my 17 years, I have never heard such a pitiless laugh. But it didn't scare me. I've been through worse.

Soon we reached the roof. The six merciless girls spread out, grim-faced and ready for the bloodbath.

One girl stood behind me, arms out, ready to catch me so the girls wouldn't have to get dirty while they beat me senseless. Ai stood in front of me. "You know the price; you broke two laws. You fell in love with someone who is one of the Princes. And you left the group after you handed over your leadership. You will pay for your sins."

With that, her fist flew forward and knocked my chin backwards. I fell into unloving arms. The girl heaved me back up for the next punch.

Somehow, despite the pain, I smiled a bittersweet smile. "You love Haru too, you selfish hypocrite."

Ai round her teeth and hit me harder, this time on the nose. Blood sprayed out, and pain washed through my face. But I won't cry. The girl behind me let me fall, and I cracked my head on the sidewalk. Ignoring the new splash of pain, I instinctively curled into a tight ball has foots connected with my sides and fists and slaps hit my face.

In was on the verge of passing out when the elevator dinged. "Shit!" Ai hissed. Forgetting me and my ball of pain, misery, and blood, they ran for the stairs. I tried to drag my poor body out of the open, but it was too late.

'Ding'. A hunched over, raven-haired boy, erm, man, walked out of the elevator. He had big dark eyes and was wearing a baggy white shirt with baggy jeans. At first he didn't notice me as he walked over to the edge of the roof.

I fought the gray on the edges of my vision as I tried to drag myself away but a gasp of pain flew through my lips when my stomach touched the floor.

The guy turned around. A surprised sound escaped him, then he hurried over to me.

The bright blue sky was beginning to get dark. . . Such a pretty dark light blue. . .

"Are you okay?" the guy asked.

When I didn't respond, he slid his arms underneath me and easily picked me up. I was too far gone in la-la land to wonder at this. I looked once more at the boys face before he spoke.

"I'm Ryuzaki. I'll help you." He simply said as he stepped into the elevator.

I let my head fall back and blacked out.