Ichi.

Author's Note: This is my second Fanfiction! It's based on Death Note II, so those who haven't really watched it or read the manga might not know much about this. Anyway, I would like to thank my 'partner-in-crime', Sin'Dorei, for helping me with my stories! Well, I hope you enjoy my very first chapter based on a Death Note Fanfic, and it would be even better if you reviewed and commented.

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"Let me go! I'm a TV star!"

Misa Amane vehemently declared, attempting to break free from the grip of the terrible policemen who were grabbing at her arms, trying to handcuff her. L Lawliet stood at the sidelines, a serious expression on his face as he spoke to Raito. "We had Misa Amane arrested on suspicion of being the second Kira." At that, Raito froze. L was cleverer than he expected...

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Misa Amane.

"Why are you doing this to me…I would rather be better off dead…"

I murmured quietly, head lolling over to the other side as long jet-black hair covered my face messily with several strands sticking out at odd angles. My throat was parched and my eyes burned. My legs were cramped up from sitting in the same chair for the past three days and all I was offered were a few sandwiches and a cup of lukewarm water. I refused to eat, although my stomach seemed to growl impatiently. I knew I couldn't go on any longer like this, but what could I do? L, my biggest fan, who is also a detective, had locked me up, on suspicion that I was the second Kira. I smirked from under the heap of dry hair that hung over my face. Glancing at my reflection with one eye that peeked out from a gap, I began to laugh maniacally, for whatsoever reason, I do not know.

Hmph. I already knew who Kira was. It was none other than my boyfriend, Raito. Okay, he agreed, but I still think he was rather reluctant. After all, he hadn't come to my rescue yet. Maybe, he really wants me dead… I handed him my Death Note, and that's as good as standing at the edge of a really deep cliff. Anyway, on the day he agreed to be my boyfriend, he also told me that we could alliance. I have the Eyes, and he had the Death Note. Together, we could put L off his tracks on our trail and vanquish all the evil that roamed the Earth. I began to laugh even harder; my throat throbbed more painfully as I heard my own sounds of mirth reverberate in the walls of the icy-cold cell.

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Yagami Raito.

"Shinigami Rem told me that if I don't rescue Misa, she will kill me…" the sentence had begun a chant that repeated itself over and over inside my head. I paced around the cold parquet floor of my medium-sized room that resembled a mini library. Books were arranged neatly in wooden shelves on the right side of my room, and most of them were about law and justice.

"Just what I need, law and justice to get in my way…" I gritted my teeth impatiently as alibis and plans chased each other in my brain. I can't break into the Headquarters, it would be far too dangerous and officers would come streaming in with revolvers. How on earth am I supposed to save Misa, without Shinigami Rem breathing down my neck?

Something clicked in my mind. As the mist of confusion lifted, I thought of a grand plan. It would work perfectly. I just needed some help...

L.Lawliet.

"L, I'm not sure Miss Amane can hold out any longer."

A voice called out to me. I snapped out of my gaze and the stack of colored sugar cubes tumbled down, and tiny particles of the sugar glistened from the lamp. I looked up at Matsuda, one of my fellow detectives in which I work with to unravel the identity of Kira. I picked up a cube delicately with my index finger and thumb and lifted my head up, dropping the cube into my mouth with a relish. Matsuda gave me an uncomfortable look from the corner of my eye and I lowered my head back down, sucking on the sugar.

"Alright. We'll see if Misa would be willing to admit or not."

I dragged my chair over quietly to the panel and pressed a red button on the speaker, eyes staring at the young girl that sat, tied up with several black belts strapped all over her body. Black hair cascaded over the front of her head and she did not seem to be moving. At least, it wasn't that visible.

"Miss Amane, if you admit now, we will let you go free."

I spoke into the microphone and my voice echoed from inside the cell. Misa barely moved her head from one side to the other and spoke softly," I have done nothing wrong! Please…let me go.."

And that was all she said. The situation did not antagonize me, but instead, my features remained inscrutable, as always. "Bring her more food and water. Make sure she consumes it." I ordered silently and picked another sugar cube from the fallen stack and felt the sugar seep down my throat. I felt sated, thanks to the sugar rush, but it could not improve my mood. Seeing Misa like that caused my heart to ache badly, although I didn't know why…

I rested my head on my knees, drowning in a myriad of deep thoughts, and continued to chew on the remains of the cube.