Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or its characters.

"And what if I choose to run, and just leave… everything behind?! What would you do? Would you chase me?"

Her eyes, burning a bright amber, had stared at the man before her. They shimmered with unshed tears, her bottom lip quivering as she fought back the urge to cry. Her hair, that was cascading down her back towards the middle, had flowed gently with the breeze that flew past them. No matter how much snow had fallen or how the breeze picked up after each one that came by, her eyes remained focused on the man before her.

"And cut!" Sighing heavily, she was glad to be taken out of that staring contest with the actor before her. It was exhausting to do fake emotions, especially ones she didn't relate too much to. "Sun-san, that was amazing!"

The corner of her lip were ready to raise into a smirk but due to how she took precautions about her imagine, she forced a rather demure smile to come across her face. Her right hand had rested on her cheek, her eyes shyly looking down. "Really? I was almost afraid it wouldn't come out right. I nearly got too involved in the character."

Such a blatant lie.

The director continued to smile happily, clapping his hands. "And that's what I loved about it. You took the character and made it your own!"

Really? Or was she that good of an actress? "I'm so glad that I pleased you."

With a polite bow, she stood up straight as the set members gathered around her to congratulate her for a day of hard work. It was the norm, especially since she was working hard on this tv show and being the main actress.

But before I continue about this lifestyle that she was so accustomed to, let's get better acquainted with our darling actress.

Chae, Sun-hi, a Japanese-Korean actress that blew up since she was eleven has claimed to be Asia's Sweetheart. Not only known for her looks alone, she is known to be a sweet and talented actress who had stolen the hearts of anyone who watched her dramas and films: "My Setting Sun" was what really put her on the map.

A twelve-year-old Sun-hi, who snagged the hearts of the audience as they watched her play an orphan, who meets a kind and lonely man, who takes her in and raises her. The chemistry between her and the lead actor was so amazing, and the story was so heartbreaking that it made her such a big star at such a young age.

Since then, she's been in the spotlight with men and women, wanting to date her. But nobody knows what Sun-hi is really like when the camera isn't on her. She's really an arrogant, spoiled, and heartbroken young woman that doesn't even know what she wants.

Acting was always her passion, ever since she was a child but it felt more like a job then it did fun when her parents divorced and her mother became so money hungry after the money she earned with her first box office hit movie. It felt more like she was doing this for her mother than she was doing it for herself.

Though, she did enjoy the perks; the attention, money, and titles were enjoyable. Despite the miserable feelings that lingered within her, she did a good job at washing frivolous things over it. "Sun-hi, have a good day today."

Ah, it was time to leave set but she wanted to go to the dressing room. Arriving to the studio's dressing room, she had seen the supporting actress, who looked at Sun-hi through the mirror's reflection. "Nice job today, Sun-chan."

Who did she think she was using such a nickname for her? But instead of putting on the sour expression her face was struggling to make, she settled for a smile. "Thank you, Chiyo-chan. You were great today, your scene was very dramatic."

Plopping down on the red, velvet-like spin chair at the vanity, Sun-hi had added just a splash more gloss to her lips while checking to see if any of the snow had ruined her makeup. It appeared fine, so there was no need to worry. Paparazzi will eventually catch up to her and she couldn't settle for looking anything less than perfect. The female that sat in the chair beside her had uncomfortably applied a little more blush, she looked like she had more to say.

"Sun-chan," It sounded like a mumble but it was surely audible enough to grab the girl's attention.

"Yeah?" Sun-hi looked towards her, wondering what the girl had to say.

"Are you considering taking the Japan Vogue cover?" Chiyo asked.

'Excuse me, I was on the that cover at least three times. I'm not desperate enough to take it more times than I need to. Besides, they've been calling me since I'm the reason why they've been selling magazines out.' That's what her thoughts said, but out of her mouth came out something different. "Uh, no. I haven't been contacted, but have they called you? If so, you should definitely take it. You have such a willowy waist, you would definitely have a perfect shot!"

Chiyo had a surge of confidence at the girl's words, feeling secure about taking the cover. "You think so?"

"Mm!" Sun-hi hurriedly nodded, "Vogue always looks for beautiful and fashionable people, and you're one of them." It almost hurt to lie like that, knowing very well Sun-hi couldn't stand the woman but in the celebrity world, it was better to have allies than enemies.

Chiyo looked hopeful, believing that she had a chance to make a great impact on the spread. "Thank you, Sun-chan, I'll definitely take your words to heart."

Nodding slowly, Sun-hi's eyes slowly went back to the mirror. 'Hopefully she's finished all she had to say...' She thought as she rubbed her lips together, making sure the full color was on her lips.

Standing, she placed the makeup back and grabbed her pocketbook before making her way towards the door. Adjusting her sunglasses, she tried to make sure that she looked flawless before she stepped outside and so as she made her way down the elevator and towards the front doors, she was flooded.

"Chae-san! Chae, Sun-hi!" Ah, they always called her name and she loved it. It made a tingly sensation flood down her lower back. She really got off on the recognition, "Viewers are excited about the next episode of 'High School Honey', can you tell them what to expect?"

Lowering her sunglasses, her eyes scanned over the paparazzi as the microphones were pushed towards her face, Sun-hi revealed her bright eyes. "All I can say…" She paused as the cameras continued to flash, "is to keep a tissue by your side because there will be tears."

Before they could bombard her with more questions, Sun-hi was escorted to her limo and she had slid in the backseat, crossing her legs as the door shut. "Today was pretty tiring." She said to her chauffeur, "I want to go straight home, I'm starving."

"Aren't you fasting?" He questioned once he was situated, adjusting his seatbelt and rearview mirror.

Ah, that's right. She was fasting. Sun-hi wanted to lose ten pounds, not for her role or anything but because she felt she was getting a little fat in her thighs. She wanted to slim them down a bit before she felt comfortable wearing the school uniform again on t.v. "You're right."

The sigh was out of sadness, she was really craving chicken, pizza, and all the sweet foods she loved to eat. Fried chicken and beer sounded really good, it was one of her all time favorites but now she had to continue to wait.

Her eyes roamed towards the window, looking at the high buildings of Tokyo. She remembered when she was first came here, only ten at the time, and knew that things were going to be different. Her parents left Busan, South Korea and they had told her that day that their lives were going to be different and they certainly were.

Now that she thought about her parents, she felt overwhelming sad and angry. The last time she saw her father, she was only twelve when he just walked out and never came back home. Her mother always shamed him, raising her and little brother all by herself. Not once did her father show his face, write a letter or call. She resented him so much.

The limo had slowly came to a halt, her eyes now looking at the tall loft building that she lived in. A few fans had waited outside, which she knew she would have to force a smile again. The chauffeur climbed out of the car, shutting his door and then walking around to open hers. "Sunny-chan!" Yeah, that was her nickname and she loved to hear them say it.

"Shouldn't you all be in school?" She asked them, taking their notepads and books while writing her signature on them, just to return to them.

"We kind of skipped class to see you, but we'll be going back!" One girl said, her eyes gleaming with adoration for the young woman before her.

Sun-hi genuinely smiled, almost happy that some people really went out of their way to see her. Sometimes her fans were loving and then other times they were overwhelming. If anything, she did love her fans. "Next time, just wait after school and I promise I'll see you all."

She gave one a hug and another a kiss on the cheek, since it was few due to how early in the afternoon it was. The security guards made sure they didn't try to follow her past the front doors.

Now in the lobby of the building, she had seen a face she really wanted to avoid. "Akiyama-san, what a pleasant surprise."

A woman in her mid-twenties had turned to see Sun-hi, a rather smug look on her face.

She was Akiyama, Kana: an successful actress on film and drama. Kana had won many awards probably two or three more than Sun-hi ever had. She was known as Japan's sexy actress with her hair was effortlessly straight and reached down to her chin in a neat, nearly perfect, bob. Her eyes were big, round and a bright brown and her lips full with red, lipstick coating. She was tall and slender, with a walk that made anyone stare.

A rival, a strong rival she was.

"Ah, Chae-chan, it's nice to see you." Tch, she used the chan-suffix as if they were friends. They were not friends.

Sun-hi tried to keep her face from construing into one of anger, keeping herself leveled and not letting the woman get the upper hand. "Are you scouting a loft here?"

"Oh, I was." Kana said, her eyes looking around. "It feels pretty cheap though. Oh, but do you live here?"

'Cheap?!' Oh was Sun-hi trying so hard not to scream, she kept her mouth a thin line before having the strength to speak again, "Yes, I do in fact live here."

"Oh." The way she even said that was so matter-of-factly, as if she pitied Sun-hi for having such "cheap" living conditions. "I feel sorry for you."

That was the last straw.

Sun-hi inhaled and then exhaled, "I feel sorry for you most, Akiyama-san. Your last home must be unfit for your living conditions and that's why you had to look elsewhere."

Bam!

The look on Kana's face would forever be etched in Sun-hi's mind, the way she seemed to glare at half-Korean venomously.

- / - / -

Gnawing on his nail, a pair of large dark eyes had stared at the computer screen. Dark circles were prominent on his pale skin, that was illuminated by the light of the computer's screen. His eyes were fixated on every word on the document before him while his hands were busy with plate of a slice of cake before him.

"Light-kun has been busy these days, hasn't he?" He spoke, not to anyone else but himself really. The investigation team was long gone, Light was at home and he was notified that Misa was at her home as well.

His fork slowly stabbed and picked up a piece of the cake with a bit of frosting, raising it towards his mouth. He took a bite, letting the silverware linger as his tongue picked up whatever frosting or cake residue that was on it.

"Breaking News!"

The t.v. undoubtedly nabbed his attention, his head slowly looked over his shoulder. "Two of Japan's famous actresses have engaged in a fight in the middle of a loft lobby!"

Seeing as it was entertainment, it quickly lost his interest. However, seeing the photos of the women did make him look a little longer before turning his head to face the computer screen again. "Celebrities." He managed to mumble, not seeing the interest in such people.

Raising his pointer finger, he pressed the tip of it against a single button on his desk. "Watari."

"Yes?" A voice replied back.

"Do we have any news of Light-kun's whereabouts?" He queried.

There was silence for a few seconds before Watari answered, "According to his father, he's been in school. He's complained he's been needing some time to focus on his studies."

It could be excuse to stay away, but Light was always diligent about his school work as well as working on the investigation. It could be legit, but it could also be untrue. "I see." It was the only thing L could roll off his tongue.

"Another breaking news story!"

Again, it gotten his attention. "Another criminal suffers a heart attack, is this the work of Kira once again after three months?"

Kira had been silent for three months now and now the killings were already beginning back up again. L's eyes focused on the screen of the television, his fork hovering over the cake. 'It seems Kira is off hiatus but for what cause? Has Light-kun been trying to delude suspicions? Is it Second Kira?'

There was a lot to think about in order for him to get his puzzle pieces together. It didn't strike him odd that this criminal was seen days prior for killing a family during a robbery. First Kira had to see the names of the criminals, usually ones who received exposure in media. It made Light seem more as a suspect seeing as he was genuinely missing these past few weeks.