A/N So here it is! My Death Note Fan fiction Unfortunately .. the first chapter has a little more action scenes than i probably should have added in there... don't worry though the next chapter is more slow paced. c: Hope you like it and please review.


The Dead Teach the Living

A deep red crimson blood bathed the room from corner to corner. The victim's body had been incinerated to the point that nothing was left but the blood that stained the walls, the body itself ripped and shredded into a pile of mush in the other room. It was a gruesome death that was clear. Whoever had done this loved to have control over their victims before… and even after death. As you approached the inside of the room, your eyes were drawn to one particular wall. The wall was once white, but was now painted with the letters made from the victim's blood.

'The dead teach the living'

Chapter 1

Mission Accomplished

Sunshine Vaughn… at the age of 23, midnight moderately wavy hair, deep aqua indigo orbs and a record as squeaky clean as a bleached floor, never would have seen herself doing anything criminal …ever. She of course did not want to break the law she enforced as an FBI agent, no… she was truthful to having a clean background and never steering off her course… until now that is.

Navy blue eyes guided down to her wrist to gaze upon the watch that was attached to her appendage. The golden watch was embodied with fake jewels and a cheap inscription of her alias plastered on the back. Her vision squinted as she watched the second hand tick away with an intense and rather intimidating glare. She was focused… determined to get away with it… but all the while she was nervous that they would be caught, killed… the whole mission collapsing.

'Think positive…' she tried to reassure herself.

'1:26… 25… 24…' she counted down the moments in her head.

'Tick… tock... Tick' the sound of the geared machine was audible if you listened closely. Her mind told her to stop staring so intently at her watch, but her nervousness told her to count down till the moment of execution.

'1 minute… 18 seconds… 17… 16…' she repetitively reminded herself.

"A-ahem…" she heard the itchy throat of the occupant across from her clear his throat. She narrowed her eyes even more at the attention he was brining to himself. Her gaze drifted slightly up to meet his wide eyes that stared through her.

'Unnerving…' she thought, commenting on his spine-chilling eyes. She still had yet to get used to the color of them… dark crimson, as if his eyeballs were seething out blood.

He looked like everyone else around here, wearing the same camouflage uniform that she too possessed. Black slightly messy hair underneath a green hat, a young face that could be no older than 25, and a crooked and unsettling grin plastered on his lips, smirk reaching from one end of his face to the other, sharp k nines lively showing. As he caught the glance of Sunnie he waved his hand a little to apparently greet her. After noticing that he was only wanting attention it seemed, she glanced back down at her watch to keep counting down the minute.

"Soooo…." She heard his manly voice slurp out of his mouth. "What's with the watch?" he asked her. His voice was dark but had a hearty twist to it, something Sunnie knew he was only pretending to posses. He wanted to play games? To pretend to be someone else… okay… she could do that too.

Sunnie rolled her eyes slightly at the man's persistence to converse. She then breathed out an unheard sigh before giving up on watching the time and instead focused upon the man. As she faced him properly she gave of a half smile and chuckled a moment, like some might at the posing question.

"He… I was just seeing how much longer till its lunch." She responded with a logical answer.

The heat from the desert surrounding her tickling her cheek as the sun posed down upon her face. It had to be around a 110 out there… but it was nothing she wasn't used to. After living in Las Vegas for most of her life, you get used to these heat waves.

The truck ran over another bump on the dirt road as they drove at a continuous pace towards their destination. The tires running over the rocks and dust was heard clearly, along with the noisy engine the truck possessed.

"I see…" he lengthened his statement. The rest of the people in the cab didn't mind their conversation as he continued. His back stretched as he repositioned the standard XM8 issued army riffle in his other hand. "I'm getting quiet hungry, mind to spare the time?" he asked.

Sunnie pondered the question for a moment her eyes slightly narrowing but then returning to their open state. "11:59," Her back straightened as they were arriving closer to their destination. In the distance she was able to spot a grey and bland building surrounded by a prison yard that they were driving farther and farther away from with every passing moment. As they headed to the gates exit… the place they had just came from became smaller and smaller in the distance.

'Were almost there…' she cautiously thought.

"Thank you ma'am… can't wait." A low chuckle arose from him. "I see you're a rookie at this type of thing," he seemed to be referring to the job they were just leaving from, apparently she looked like this was her first time, but Sunnie knew he was actually implying about her new criminal record she now possessed.

"Well…" she started but took a pause. She tilted the service cap on her head down lower to cover her eyes and brushed a stray strand of her black hair from her face.

'10…9… 8…' she counted down in her head. A smirk was peeled on her lips.

"I wouldn't call me a rookie…" she whispered to herself.

Luckily for Sunnie… there was no time for the conversing male to respond.

'3… 2… 1...'

'BOOOOOM!'

Flashback


Sunnie walked carefree down the long corridor. Hands at her side carrying a rifle with one and the other flipping a plastic card through her nimble fingers. Twisting and turning the card was actually quiet distracting from the fear that grumbled low in her stomach ,it provided for a security blanket, you might say.

10:00 a.m. The front desk just seemed to be open, occupying it was the same female as always. As Sunnie swayed her hips from side to side while she trotted past the grey and rather dull walls she hummed a soft melody to herself. Hoping also to distract her from her emotions and help her focus on the mission at hand she tried to sooth herself with a random melody that played in her usually quiet thoughts. Once her feet neared the desk she greeted the elderly woman.

The lady sat behind the desk snugly fitting into the chair, white curls bouncing up and down as she typed furiously on the computer. Round glasses shielded her aging eyes, the same uniform on her that Sunnie possessed she wore with a somewhat pride and dignity. Luckily for the elderly woman, and unlucky for Sunnie, she was not alone. Of course not many elderly women would be alone in a high security prison as such. Two guards were always placed at the front desk in case anything were to ever happen to the fragile woman who was unprotected when it came to defending herself.

Sunnie smirked as she tipped her hat upwards to let her vision see the three before her. "Morning Mrs. Cynthia…" Said women peered up from the fluorescent computer screen and peered at the youthful woman for a moment.

"Ahh… good to see you back Iris." The elderly woman spoke up in her weak tone, referring to Sunnie with her alias which was much more known than her real name.

Sunnie walked to the front of the desk and put her left arm up on the shelf leaning on it. "How's the Mr.?" Sunnie started small talk to help cover her swift actions. Her eyes gazed around for a moment before settling down on her target. A card key, similar to the ones you would find at a hotel, laying unattended on the desk. In her hand was a fake copy of the one she actually needed.

'Okay… time to tango...' Sunnie breathed out a breath as she knew… the moment she took that key, her history as an FBI was practically over.

"He's doing well… just came out of heart surgery… they say he will be fine." She responded, slightly blushing at the females caring sympathies.

"Can you check me in?" Sunnie spoke in the middle of their conversation as the elderly woman began typing on the computer while she kept conversing.

"He should be back in a few days…" she referred to her husband, or otherwise known as the General of Sunnie's vision. "So, make sure to keep an eye on him dear, won't you?"

This was Sunnie's opportunity. While the female was preoccupied, Sunshine reached down her hand and swiftly took the key from the marble counter. It was abruptly replaced with the one deemed counterfeited. She stuffed the 'real' key into her pocket knowing that no one had seen the quick miss match she had accomplished.

"Good to here! And you can always count on me!" The raven haired girl gave off fake excitement. Sunnie was always nice to the senile old woman... who wouldn't be. Oh that's right… Sunnie wouldn't usually be nice.

She started walking down the hall to the right, a corridor that resembled the one she had just come from. "Thanks…" Sunnie gave off a smirk to Cynthia while waving her hand to bid her good-bye. The female was thanking the elderly woman more for the fact of her slight case of cataracts and the card rather than checking her in, but either way… it made the lady grin.

She strolled down the hallway soon coming upon rows of secured cells. Unlike many prisons, this one was occupying those who had been deemed most dangerous to society. They all were secluded in their own jail cells and were rarely allowed out of their confinement for their terrible acts. It was the best prison in America, having the security be the best of the best. Sunnie knew this, she had been working here for about 2 months now… unfortunately it was not the most action pact job and Agent could have. She honestly hated it… but would never say that out loud.

The cells were more like grey boxes that no one was ever really allowed into besides one prisoner at a time. Sunnie didn't even really know who or what was in those cells… only being able to distinguish the differences by the numbers plastered on the outsides of the rooms. Sunnie was always only assigned to one criminal at a time. This month she was watching over the famous LABB murderer that had plagued the streets killing victims with insanely horrid manners and intelligence that most would consider taboo. Beyond Birthday was his name… a rather unusual one for sure. Sunnie had to pull many strings to be able to deliver him for his daily 1 hour of exercise in the prison yard… but she knew it was all for a good cause.

Every day she would let him out of his cell allowing him to do whatever he wanted in the yard, which usually included staring at others, talking to very few inmates, and remaining alone. She though, was barely able to talk to him personally, having always the company of a companion come along. She knew not what he was like… but she was sure to find out soon enough.

Sunnie looked behind her to the empty hallway and then returned her vision to her path making sure no one was near. She then began to whisper… "How we coming on those doors Reg?" Sunnie spoke through the earpiece to the person on the other line. Static was her first response but it soon cleared away and was replaced with man's voice.

"Give me a second… their main frame is pretty hard to hack into." He responded. Typing was heard in the background. Sunnie narrowed her eyes.

"Well hurry up, I'm almost there." She spoke in a slightly agitated tone. Blue eyes kept tabs on the number on each door she passed.

'120… 122… 124…' she told herself as her feet passed each entrance.

"126…" she whispered. "I'm here." She addressed all those who were on the line. "How you doing on your end Stacy?"

A female voice responded shortly after the question. "I just arrived under his room. Starting to set up the explosive." She commented. Her sister, a.k.a. Stacy, was underneath the building in the underground tunnels setting up their way of escape.

Sunnie gave a smirk at this while she took the card in her hand and swiped it in the scanner. A moment passed before the red light switched to green and the heavy metal door unlocked.

"Ok… were on schedule. Let's keep it up, shall we?" Sunnie encouraged them. She pulled open the door and walked in. Another hallway was presented to her this one much shorter than the others, thankfully. At the end of the hall was another door similar to the one she had just passed through, and a guard standing next to it.

She trotted over to the man all the while addressing her other team members, not caring if the man to overhear. "Where's the car?" she addressed the male who was performing the act of 'getaway driver'. She, unlike Reg and Stacy, had only recently met the man… although he proved to be selfish, greedy, and only sought money (which was what she had offered him) but was quiet resourceful.

"This is Chris… I'm on my way." His dark voice responded with haste entwined in his words.

The guard held out his hand, showing that he was prepared to take whatever Sunnie had to offer him. Of course the male would not just let her in… no… it had to come at a price. A 5,000 dollar price at that. Briber wasn't cheating in a game as sketchy as this one.

Sunnie reached into her pocket and pulled out a white envelope and slammed it into the males hand. He gave off a crooked smile taking it selfishly with his greedy sausages. Sunnie glowered at him… knowing that all he ever probably thought of was the green bills.

"I think it's time for my break…" he smirked than walked out of the doorway and left Sunnie alone with the prisoner. Time was not to be wasted, things filled her head at thoughts passed in and out like that of a highway. She was on a schedule.

Her hand retracted unto the door knob and awaited till Reg would open the door. Her other hand took the time to knock on the cell and address the male inside. The knock was loud and obnoxious as it echoed through the hall.

"I hope your dressed cause I'm coming in." she spoke loudly so the male would hear her. Beyond the wall Sunnie could hear a ball bouncing off the floor, being thrown, and then bouncing off again in an ever continuing motion. At the sound of her voice the ball stopped and silence followed.

"And what shall we be doing today Ms. Kutter?" his dark voice was the same as usual, gritty, rotten, childish, and tainted with the blood of many.

"Okay… there we go!" Reg pressed one more key and then the door unlocked in a swift moment. Sunnie pulled it open to let the luminous lights filter the dark and empty room. All was black, no windows or any source of light shining in the cell. Shadows of a bed, toilet, and papers that were sprawled on the floor were able to be spotted but most of it was unclassifiable. It even smelled of blood in the room of a serial killer.

"Oh… I thought we might do something different today." Her words perked the ears of the occupant. His shadowed being was sitting in the corner, slouched over and seeming in the fetal position. Once closed eyes opened to reveal those gleaming red ones of a demon that he possessed. It shocked Sunnie of his appearance every time she saw him, and it was even more unnerving that his crimson eyes were able to glow in the dark like that.

Sunnie felt nerves climb up her spine being even in the presence of his demeanor. "Oh?" he questioned. His form slouched over and used his hands to carefully and snailishly stand up. Sometimes his back was hunched forward, sometimes he refused to stand at all, but this time he stood straight, hands in his pockets and form tall and stern.

"Yep… I thought you might need a vacation." Vaughn put her hand on her hip. Her hand then reached to her ear to pull the earpiece closer to her listening mind. "Were ready up here Stacy." She addressed her sister.

"Mmm k…" she answered after a moment. "in… 3, 2, 1" at the same moment a shrieked but contained explosion broke through the 5 foot cement floor that Beyond and Sunnie stood upon. It shook the floor slightly, making the occupants of the room and others around here and even feel the explosion. They had only a little time now… after hearing that guards were probably dashing over here right at that moment. Rubble crashed to the ground, having rocks slip down and even a few papers were taken along with it. The sudden burst had managed to even surprise Beyond Birthday… a man who was known for spontaneous actions. The debris and smoke cleared after a few unspoken moments, and almost perfect round circle was placed in the floor. It lead to the tunnels underneath and had a feminine face staring back up at them. Her chestnut wavy hair swayed back from the air of the blast as she smiled and waved to the two, her optimism showing through her white teeth.

" And what's this?" Beyond questioned in a sophisticated answer, seeming rather unsurprised now... collecting his thoughts orderly and answering as if this was all cliché and predictable. "Don't tell me you have grown to like me that much over the past month." He spoke with a sarcastic tone at seeing her attempts of trying to break him out of jail. His eyes glowered widely at Sunnie.

"I wouldn't call it love just yet…" she mumbled.

'Far from it actually…' her thoughts remained to herself. She kind of despised the man for his cruel actions in all reality… but she needed him for this.

"Let's get some air." Sunnie suggested.

"And what makes you think I am not fully content in here… " he asked her… still eyeing the hole with opportunities flooding his mind. Sunnie remained silent and just raised an eyebrow at the inmates question. "…mmm… good point." He nodded his head before lunging down into the hole. He would not ask any questions… an opportunity to escape was something he would not pass up… it didn't matter who was breaking him out of jail… he just wanted out. He would save the questionnaires for later… he knew people would be right on their trail.

Although… there was the possibility of all this being a trap… something elaborate, a game of sorts, but then again… he was already going to spend the rest of his life in jail, what would a few more years do to him?

They paced through the tunnel at an increasing sprint, each foot leaping farther and faster than the last, and after dashing this rapidly for about 10 minutes they had come upon the extraction point. Ahead beamed a yellow light, the closer they got, Sunnie was able to see the tunnel entrance where Stacy had just made her way through not even 30 minutes before.

Sunnie was leading the pack having Beyond and Stacy trail behind her. Once she came upon the opening she accelerated out into the sunlight knowing they probably didn't have that much time. Water had splashed on Sunnie's boots as she went from the darkness into the desert outside. The sun shone brightly as blue eyes darted from left to right in a frantic motion.

"Chris? Where are you Chris?" Sunnie spoke into the earpiece worry filling her apprehensive body. No one responded.

"…" she waited more moments to hopefully hear his voice, but to her dismay… she didn't. Her eyes widened. He was supposed to be here already, waiting for them with the truck. But nothing or anyone was in sight.

"Dammit…" Sunnie sputtered under her breath.

"Where is he?" Vaughn heard her sister ask, curiosity getting to her.

"Chris? Respond!" she ordered the male. Only more static arose from the speaker. He was gone… weather he had been captured or had chickened out and ditched them was unsure…. But now they were sitting ducks, all on their own. Waiting to be spotted by some patrol. Sunnie knew she should have gotten someone she could have trusted! "What the hell?" Sunnie cursed. "Reg! Where's Chris?" she asked the other operative.

"I don't know…" he replied, Sunnie sighed in relief that the male was still with them. His voice though was disconcerting and was just as confused as Sunnie's.

"Beautifully executed plan…" the male occupant teased with a straight face.

"Shut up…" Sunnie growled at him. "Uhg…" she groaned. "Okay… just continue with the plan. "Stacy… go and prepare the bomb… me and Beyond are going to find another way out of here." She pointed towards the place where Stacy was to go. She nodded her head.

"Be careful…" she whispered before sprinting off towards the destination, her form disappeared behind the corner. Sunnie was not concerned about her sister… they would see each other outside of the gates. Nothing to worry about.

"Okay Reg… you get out of here." She ordered him.

"Mmm k… I'm disconnecting the line." He spoke. A few buttons being pushed and then silence followed. Sunnie reached in her ear and pulled out earpiece, leaving it to fall on the ground. Her thoughts tried racing as she had to think of a way out… and quick. They might have already noticed BB's disappearance. There was no time to waste.

"It seems your 'plan' has not ended as well as it could have." The male behind her scolded. Sunnie's frown deepened as she spun to face him. He looked the same as he always did. Black hair that was slightly spiky at the ends, a pale and almost dead complexion, an amused smile on his face and red eyes staring past her soul.

"Do you want to get out of here or not?" Sunnie hissed at him.

"Not especially so," he answered quickly, although that was a lie. "But I am quiet curious as to why you would be willing to do so much to get me out. Tell me your motives? Do I interest you? Money? Ransom?" he filled her with questions.

"Not at all…" Sunnie answered.

"Oh?" he hummed.

"…" Sunnie frowned. "I need your help." She reluctantly told.

"Is that so?" he purred out of his teeth, feeling amusement rise up his spine. "And what could a uninteresting little thing like me do for you?" he squinted his demon possessed eyes.

"There's… a case…" Sunnie hated explaining this right now. They were wasting their time. "T-there's time to explain it all."

"I see…" he paused to think of the options given to him. He could one… go back to his cell and pretend nothing had happened when the guards came in seeing a big gaping hole in his cell… or two… he could escape and live as a free man or at least momentarily. Was it his psychotic side speaking or did the ladder seem like the better choice of the two?

"Now are you going to help or not? Use that brain of yours you always brag about and get us out of here." Sunnie demanded.

"…" Beyond remained silent. "I suppose I can humor you Ms. Kutter," He shrugged his shoulders. His hands reached to his pockets as he shoved them in. "There seems to be an unattended truck to our left." She spun her head that way to stare upon the desert floor.

Sunnie remained silent waiting for him to come up with a plan. Yes… Sunnie was an FBI agent… she had the requirements to solve a rather easy task as finding her way out of here. This was all… more of a test really… to see if the famous BB was actually as intelligent as he claimed to be.

'POW POW POW!' Sudden blasts came from seemingly out of nowhere. This was not the work of Stacy, but instead it was a firearm being reloaded and attacked upon the two. Sunnie gasped at the bullets that flew past them and scraped her left shoulder. Blood gushed out of her arm as she tumbled to her right, dodging the rest of the fire arms raining down upon them. B followed suit as they ducked behind a rock waiting for the gun fire to subside. Both were alert and rather surprised that they had caught up so quickly.

"I found them! Their over here!" someone from the tunnel called, his voice echoing and easily reaching their ears.

Sunnie held her wound that seeped of bloos with her hand and clenched tightly, it stung but was nothing to cry about. "Dammit…" she scorned herself for sparing the time chatting to BB.

'We could have been out of here and in London by now' she retorted in her mind.

As soon as the man in the tunnel had said his words, an alarm sounded from around them. It blared loudly in her ears making them ring with an intensified tone. BB was next to her, seeming rather calm about the situation, only having a deep frown on his face. He looked to be unscathed.

Sunnie released her grip on her arm and reached down to her weapon, pulling it in front of her and reloading it, preparing to shoot upon anyone who dares to approach. Her back was leant against the giant boulder, her breath erratic at the sudden turn of events. Her eyes closed for a moment, only to rely back on her years of training and experience.

"To your right!" BB called out in a panicked voice. Sunnie's eyes went wide as her body spun so fast around she thought she might get dizzy. A man peered behind the rock, weapon in hand. The two locked eyes as they both shot at each other. Flames of bullets roared around her as she was lucky enough to have her bullet reach him first. She aimed for his le, hitting and puncturing the limb. She then rolled over to the side, luckily having the man's aim be off merely a centimeter. He collapsed to the ground in a thud, face first into the dirt. Blood started flowing from his shaking and slightly convulsing body. She reached over to him and placed her slim fingers over his mouth and waited for him to pass out.

Sunnie then sank up over the rock, pumped with adrenaline she gritted her teeth and wished this to be over as soon as possible. Her back flipped over and stood slightly above the rim of the boulder. Her gun was hard to use considering she was only able to use her left limb… but she triggered the weapon anyways, firing at the nearest object, trying to converge on the other officer that had tagged along with this male. The man began to run from his position to dash over and duck behind the grey wall not too far from here. Her gun exploded with multiple rounds as 5 casings fell to the ground one after another. Her gun then went silent as it was out of bullets. She sank back behind the rock in an instant, hearing his bullets still flying overhead. She was sure she had at least scathed him… for his moans of pain were heard when the imploded sounds stopped.

Sunnie reached into her pocket to pull out her hand gun, throwing the other one to the side knowing there was not enough time to reload it. As she locked and loaded it, a shadow appeared over head. She gasped slightly at his sudden presence and narrowed her eyes spinning to her left with a jult.

"Duck!" she called out the man who was in her line of fire, his black hair in her way. He did as told, as one shot left her gun and flew straight into his neck, knocking him out cold to the ground. She stared at the body for a moment hoping that he was just knocked out and would survive the situation.

Thoughts would say there were only two men, but she must have not seen the third. He was behind her, she could feel it, his ambient heat raising form his adrenaline pumped veins. She felt a pistol being placed to her back and pressing past her clothes and imprinting a circle on her skin. She hummed a muttered curse.

"Drop it…" his dark voice ordered. Sunnie furrowed her brow feeling her teeth clench onto her lip and bite down hard. "I said drop it!" he pushed harder on her back. Sunnie lifted her arms up and dropped the gun, it soon was on the dusty ground. The man huffed out a groan as he kicked it away so it was far out of reach. "Good… now stand up…" his words were interrupted when he was suddenly tackled by Beyond. The male had lunged at him knocking him down to the ground easily. The man grunted in response to the sudden hit.

Gun fire resounded as the bullets flew into the air, missing both BB and Sunnie. His reaction was to keep firing so he did so. Sunnie turned around and watched as Beyond easily grabbed the gun in the man's hand and pulled it around to fire a single pullet into his brain. Shushing his grunts for good. He died by his own hands… the gun falling to the ground with a splat. Beyond hovering over him with a look of distaste.

Sunnie was knelt on the ground, her lungs erratic as she tried to catch her lost breath. She had not planned on killing anyone, but it was in self defense. She glowered at BB… knowing that what he had done had killed the man instantaneously. But he surely did not mind another life sentence being put on his record.

Beyond then began unbuttoning the man's shirt he hovered over. Sunnie gave off a confused look at his random actions. "What are you doing?" she questioned with her lungs inhaling and exhaling coarsely.

"Molesting him…" he said in a sarcastic tone. "What do you think I am doing? If we are to escape, I should probably not walk around wearing my bright orange uniform."

Sunnie gave of a glare at his tone. "So I suppose you have a plan then."

"Indeed I do Ms. Kutter." He answered quickly.

End Flashback


Sunnie looked in the review mirror of the truck as it exited the gate. Another bump sending her hovering in the air for a moment then back down to earth.

'BOOOOM!' the explosion sounded in the ears of all. It trembled the ground beneath them, the heat from it blaring on their faces, debris flying everywhere, screams heard in the distance. The truck slammed on the breaks as all were stunned, mouths agape, eyes wide with fear and even muttered gasps escaped them.

'Right on time Stacy,' she thought in her head. While everyone was panicking around her, confused as to what they were to do, she simply stared at the burning grey building as it engulfed in flames. Don't worry… Sunnie was not a murderer as such… she knew that they had evacuated a long time ago, probably when the alarm had sounded off.

People gasped and gawked at the sight as some got out of the truck to stare at the flames, some running towards it thinking there were people trapped inside, and some darting out the gate. A speaker abruptly came through the microphone that poached on the chain link fence.
"RED ALERT RED ALERT!" it resounded off their ears. "EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY!" it ordered. And as the speaker said, the people around her began to leave the desert arena and dart out the gates panicked huddles of crowds swarmed about from the ablaze building. Sunnie jumped down from the truck easily, swiftly following the group and meshing with them becoming unnoticed. B, tagging along behind her.

'Beyond Birthday' she began in her thoughts. 'You are now not only a fugitive… but you are considered too many… dead. … Mission completed.'


Sunnie up at the clock. It ticked away the seconds not paying mind to her glare. Her foot tapped restlessly on the tiled floor, up and down it continued its pitter pattering. Her hands shook on its clasp of the tea cup she held, it vibrated back and forth her motions becoming irritating to those around her. Her blue eyes were squinted with a deep worry.

A sigh arose from across from her. The sigh was irritated, tired, and hopelessly agitated by Sunnie's continuous movements. "Can you calm down already?" he huffed out. He then took his three fingers, middle, pointer, and ring finger and tilted it so it was that of a scooping manner as they reached onto a plate of cake with strawberry jelly spread across the top. He stuffed it in his mouth swiftly, licking each finger as his lips obnoxiously lapsed on the delight. He had to settle for a cheese cake that had jelly spread on it when the waiter refused to bring his a jar of his favorite food.

"Their late…" she mumbled. Her gaze drifted to the clock then darted back to the occupant across from her, glaring at his actions.

"So…? Relax…" he pointed out her flawed nervousness.

"There an hour late!" she frowned at him. "And can you stop that! You look like a savage!" Sunnie scolded as he was scooping more jelly into his mouth. His tongue retracted back into his mouth as he scoffed at her words.

"Well…" he started. One more like of his finger full of jelly and he stood form the booth. "Thanks for the jelly." He stretched his limbs into the air as Sunnie pried an eye on him curious as to what he was doing. The cake was left unscathed having only the strawberry jelly been eaten.

"I'll see you around." He pronounced as he tucked his hands into his pockets and started casually walking out the door. Sunnie felt her mouth drop at the manipulative man.

"A-and… just where do you think you're going?!" she hollered at him. His head looked back at her with a face of displeasure.

"Out the door…" he retorted sarcastically and pointed a red stained jelly finger at the opening.

"…" Sunnie was speechless. "I-i… I just rescued you!" her cheeks turned a light shade of pink as she flustered about.

"And I am eternally grateful…" he answered back casually. He took more steps out the door.

"W-wait! You didn't even hear me out yet!" she roughly complained. She ignored the stares she was receiving from the others and chased after the man.