(A/N): Here comes my insight in what could be one of the most... Interesting... Couples in the Death Note fandom. Mello and Sayu are both wonderful characters and writing about them is awesome.

So here it is, the first chapter of the story I would like to happen, or to have happened between them... I hope you like it :)

Chapter 1 : A Prisoner of Heaven and Hell

At first, she was terrorized. Brought to this unknown place, surrounded by people who could only mean her harm, weak and chained. Alone to face the wrath of those who feared no system and no law. Alone face to the most dangerous people in the world.

That day started like any other day. She got ready, she went to school, she got the best marks in her class for the last test she had, she talked with her friends... And then everything changed. In a split-second, her whole life took a new turn. She was coming back home, texting a girl from her class, when two large hands grabbed her from behind. Another pair of hands approached her, grabbed her head and injected something in the vein in her neck. Then everything went dark.

When she woke up, she was already far from her home. Her sight was still blurry and she could barely make up voices talking around her. She was surrounded by foggy shapes and echoes. Even her body seemed weak and if it wasn't for the ropes holding her attached to the chair, she would fall. At least attached like this, she wasn't at the same level as the feet of the foggy creatures. Her mouth was duct-taped, but she wasn't blindfolded. Nonetheless, she still couldn't really see anything because the world around her was plunged into a mist where colors and shadows fought for supremacy. The noise surrounding her was unbearable, but after a while, she was able to make out some words. At one moment, she also managed to make out the sound of a picture being taken.

The sound of the camera woke up her senses some more and she managed to distinguish the words "we" and "have" and "your" and "daughter". "We have your daughter". "We have your daughter!" And "Yagami"... She also heard "Yagami"! They were talking to her father! She raised her head and tried to scream, but being duct-taped, she barely made any sound. She could now see some silhouettes standing out in the mist, but nothing more. What drug did they inject into her body to take such a long time to wear off? And even the shapes and silhouettes in the mist didn't stay where they were moments ago. Right now, she couldn't even make up shapes anymore because the room started turning around her again. She lowered her head. This was all painful... But not as painful as what would come, she thought in panic as she felt her chair being dragged away. She wanted to scream once again, but she was weak... So weak... And so, so tired...

"Take her to the cellar for today, after that we'll see." a voice said. "But keep an eye on her! We don't want her to die like the last one!"

The last one died? The last one... Died?! Now she was panicking even more! The fear made her heart race and she quickly inhaled and exhaled a couple of times through the nose. The duct-tape hindered her breathing and she thought, it was only a matter of seconds before she chokes. When she didn't die after more than three entire seconds that in her state appeared as long as hours, she found questions racing in her brain along with the multicoloured lines and sparkles of light. Who were these people? What did they want from her? What were they going to do to her? What has she ever done to anyone to deserve this? And that voice... She could clearly hear the words pronounced, but the voices were still distorted in her head... This one sounded almost inhuman. And one day, she thought, when she will be able to see and hear normally again, she will never be able to guess to which one of her captors this voice belonged...

Heaven and hell teamed up in her head. The images she saw were one moment reassuring and beautiful, but the next one they were terrifying and expressing her worst fears. One moment she was running on the green meadows, where no fear or pain existed, the other one she was dragged to the depths of hell by demonic creatures who were scratching and biting at her flesh while she was still alive, still holding to that one branch that was miraculously hanging in the nothingness, hoping that it would save her from the eternal damnation.

What the HELL was in that drug they gave her?

Sayu felt as if she was already there for hours, the images from her nightmares mixing with the more reassuring dreams she imposed herself with the remaining of her strength and optimism, mixing once again with the images and the sounds from the real world, or at least with what she perceived from the real world. At moments, the world seemed to start to make sense around her, but at other moments, she was starting to lose herself again, drifting away, once again, to a world where hell and heaven make one and where dreams and nightmares coexist. But as in dreams, what seems to be lasting hours actually lasts only for seconds, and from the moment a picture was taken of her and sent to her father to now, only a couple of minutes have elapsed. She was now in the cellar, still attached to the chair.

A sound of boots distinguished itself in the mist. She clearly heard the soles ring on the floor, coming closer and closer to her. She also heard voices, but the words weren't clear and all the sounds seemed to mingle in a sort of a wave-like sound. She was surrounded by a wild and blurred ocean of noises. Only the sound of the boots on the floor remained clear.

She was now in heaven.

Or at least, in the more heaven-like phase of the drug effect. The ocean of noises surrounding her was no more composed of terrifying sounds that seemed to come from the mouth of hell, but the voices seemed to have melted in a more harmonious melody. Yes, melody... The sound of boots was the metronome... And it became stretched in time... The images in front of her paled away and what she saw next was a mosaic of colors. Colors dancing in front of her, reminding her of the light that comes through stained glass in the churches... And the smell... That was what confirmed that she was now in heaven. The oppressive smell of the cellar was slowly replaced by the sweet sweet perfume of Heaven, coming closer and closer... From the stories she's been told, Hell would smell of fire and burning flesh. And what she smelled now was the beautiful perfume of chocolate. Heaven would definitely smell of chocolate.

We shall not forget that the drugged state in which Sayu was plunged now is comparable to the state between sleep and wakefulness. That particular state when dreams intermingle with real life and slow down the time. Hence, what may seem as lasting over a long period took only a couple of minutes in real time. Dreams have that particular ability to distort time, to twist it and elongate it just before our mind, to confuse us and make us wonder how long have we been in the state of trance and how has it affected the real world that we come from.

The heaven and hell phases through which Sayu went could have seemed to last for hours or at least minutes, but in reality, they were just seconds. Moments of time. Even though, in her case, who would count those phases in matters of hours and minutes? They would be counted in matter of "periods of time", because it's the only thing that would make sense anymore. Every phase that came and went brought different visions and emotions. And at every switch, every change, Sayu would feel a bit nauseous, but the feeling of sickness in her stomach would quickly be ignored in favor of the effect that the drug had on the rest of her senses. Still, this phase in which she was now was the best one. This time, she didn't want to puke. This time, nothing hurt. The melodies of the voices were almost lulling her and only the slow (or at least what she perceived as slow) and steady sound of the boot soles kept her awake. The beautiful ring of the boot soles, coming closer and closer to her, ringing like a bell, and bringing more and more heaven to her with every step. Heaven had a scent of chocolate.

Mello was now close to his hostage. She was drowsy and it was clear that she was still under the effect of drugs by the way she was swaying in her chair and by the vacant look in her eyes.

"Just how much did you give her?" Mello asked his helpers.

"Enough for the road" Roy chuckled "And... Added up a bit more as we were arriving here. Just to be sure."

Mello took the head of the hostage in his hands and made her face him. Her look was completely vacant. He bended over a bit and squinted his eyes as he came closer to the level of hers. The girl's eyes were blurred and foggy, but yet, some almost inhuman reflection was in them. A moment later, her pupil widened so much that it almost covered the iris. The drugs were still having effect on her. Still holding her head, he absentmindedly bit on the corner of his chocolate. Before he even managed to draw said piece of chocolate in his mouth with his tongue, he noticed a change in the girl's eyes: the pupils, still wide, seemed to have acquired some depth. They were no longer plain and glassy and no longer dead. Then, she smiled.

The first chapters are usually the hardest ones to write, even though, ironically, in my stories they often end up being the shortest ones. Still, writing this chapter was great fun to me, since I really love describing the dream visions and hallucinations. So I'm quite happy with the way it came out and once again, I really hope you liked reading my fanfic so far :)

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