The frightened man ran scared down the dark alley that he wished would give him freedom from his pursuer. Too bad it was a dead end. He turned around franticly and stared at the man calmly walking towards him.

"I-I didn't do anything. I-I swear, I'm a good man. I didn't do anything." The frightened man said frantically, thinking it was a hired thug.

"Poor poor Touto, you need to realize something, I never said YOU did." The black haired calm man smiled, keeping up his pace towards the scared man, his gleaming object shining in the lack of light.

It showed evidence of his last kill.

"Then why do this?" Touto screamed.

"Poor Touto, it's just your time. It's just a fact, personally I would keep you here, you seem like a very nice man." The killer smiled, still walking towards the frightened man calmly.

"Then just don't do it, we could-" The man was cut off by the already bloodied object colliding with his neck.

"I'm sorry, it just doesn't work that way. Sorry Touto, I'm very sorry you won't be able to see your daughters first birthday. They will mourn you Touto Miikami." The twice bloodied man smiled.

A terrified squeak told him he hadn't been alone for his last act. He spun around quickly, preparing to stop the person who had seen him. A blonde girl with two small pony tails at the top of her hair, wearing all black and mostly leather was standing behind him with widened eyes. He looked at the information above her with curiosity.

"Misa Amane… why is there no time line below your name?" He asked her.

"W-why don't you tell me why you don't have a real name above you Backup?" the blonde countered swallowing hard.

"Y-you can see my name?" The man asked unbelieving.

"Your real name is Backup? " The pretty girl asked raising an eyebrow.

"I prefer not to be called that. As you probably have figured out, I'm a murderer, now will you please tell me why you have no time line?"

"Light told me not to tell anyone." She shrugged in her annoying half whining tone.

"You can trust me." He said taking a step towards her.

"The blood on your shirt and on your knife says differently."

BB threw the knife down the alley, pulled off his shirt and threw it to meet its blood brother.

"Oh," Misa breathed, her eyes traveling down to look at the murderers toned abs.

The murderer looked at her curiously before looking down to see what she was staring at. When he noticed he smiled and looked up, he got it a lot.

"Y-Ya know, we should go get something to eat and learn some stuff about each other." she said not looking up from his best asset.

"I'm fine with that. If you wouldn't mind me escorting you Miss Amane." He smiled sweetly.

"Of course." She flirted. "But you'll probably have to put on a shirt. Most restraunts have dress codes."

BB reached down, pulled out the mans wallet and straightened up.

"Touto Miikami, lawyer, three daughters and major marital problems. It was his time. He was going to die within the next ten minutes anyway." He told her, flipping through the contents.

"Why are you telling me? I didn't say there was anything wrong with it. The way you killed him was probably better. I'm not judging you Ba- you." Misa shrugged, playing with her hair.

The man smiled at her, maybe she wasn't just a sexy pawn. Trained up right she could be perfect for him.

"Well, we have five credit cards, perfect ID, and over twelve thousand dollars cash. I think it'll be easy to get a shirt." He said slipping the thick material into his pocket. "Let us go milady." He smiled holding his elbow out to the pretty woman checking her nails.

She smiled and gladly accepted.

***Time Lapse***

"Good call on this shirt. I think it looks really good on me. What do you think?" The tall man asked.

"Of course it looks good. I am an expert on clothes." The blonde smiled egotistically.

The man just smiled and opened the door of the restraunt for her. She took the lead. The fake red head with a big chest waitress smiled at the hot figure of the male murderer. Misa glared, but let the woman live… for the time being.

"Two?" The girl smiled at BB, pushing the menus into her chest just below her boobs, pushing them out.

Misa glared and got a grip on her Death Note.

"Yes, me and my girlfriend would like a booth that's kinda private if you can please." The man smiled, unaware of the furious daggers being thrown for his dates eyes.

"Of course." The woman smiled flirtatiously.

"Thank you Nana Sato." Misa said looking straight into the fake innocent eyes.

The girl flashed a jealously deviant smile at her prettier competition. The blonde smiled back her murderous eyes imagining the girl dead. The waitress led them to the back of the waitress and set them in a booth. She handed them both menus, but turned only to the male for drink orders.

"We'll both have water." He answered.

"Great choice. Look over the menus, I'll be back before you can miss me" She smiled, then turned on her heel and walked away.

"Who says anyone'll miss you?" Misa muttered to her retreating figure.

"Do I sense some jealousy?" The murderer asked his date sarcastically.

"She's totally flirting with you." The blonde defended.

"And why do you care?"

"I am your girlfriend, remember? And she's just totally fake."

"Trust me Misy… no one could replace you."

"Misy huh? What is that supposed to be? A cute nickname?"

"If you'll let it be."

"Fine B, you can call me Misy."

"And here are your waters. Have you decided on what you want to eat?" The waitress asked setting down the drinks and looking only at BB again.

"What do you recommend?" The boy asked.

The red head giddily leaned over him to point to something random on the menu. Misa took out her Death Note, pulled out a pen and wrote the woman's name on the first page she turned to. The woman smiled, stood up, and then clutched her chest. The blonde smiled at her sweetly the entire time she was writhing around and having the inevitable heart attack. When the girl had finally ceased her moving BB looked at his date slightly scared.

"Wh-why are you smiling?" He asked.

"I do it differently than you do." She shrugged.

"Y-you mean that notebook killed her?" He asked unbelieving.

"Yes."

"Ok, we'll talk about that later, right now we need to start freaking out because our waitress just died."

Misa nodded and started screaming like a mad woman. B also started screaming, horror filling his tone. Within seconds the manager was there to see what was wrong. When he saw his employee on the floor he gasped. He shouted two random names and two handsome young waiters came rushing up. He told them to take her away. They did, and the manager turned towards the two good actors.

"This is a tragedy. But can I offer you a free dessert?" He smiled, not wanting to lose business.

The two nodded, acting frightened still. The man nodded then hurried off.

"Good acting Misy." The male murderer smiled at his date.

"I am an actress. But you were good too B. But what do you want to eat?" The blonde asked casually.

"I was just thinking of having a burger, what about you?"

"Probably just a salad. Light says I'm getting fat."

"Well he's an idiot. But who is he anyway, your brother?"

"He's my should be boyfriend."

"'Should be boyfriend'?"

"I killed a few people for him and he said he would be my boyfriend if I did, but we hardly spend any time together and I know he doesn't like me. But what can I do?"

"Well you wouldn't have to kill to be my girlfriend. I would gladly ask you to be, for nothing in exchange. You're pretty, thin, and I'm sure you could be really smart."

"You think so? No one's ever called me smart, in fact Light's co-worker thinks I'm down right stupid."

"Well he's an idiot. Oh, and you can call me Rue Ryuzaki."

"Ryuzaki?" The blonde said slowly, trying to remember where she had heard that. "Oh my gosh! Light's co-worker goes by the name Ryuzaki."

"Really?"

"Yea, and he kinda looks like you too."

"What? Please explain."

And so she did. The two spent an hour at the restraunt learning everything about each other. BB knew of Misa's chaos with the Kira case, and Misa knew BB's history. The two had taken an instant liking to each other and found they actually had a lot in common. Then it was time to leave the restraunt.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe I ate that whole burger. And I can't wait to tell Light that I met a guy that looks exactly like Ryuzaki." The blonde said walking out the front door.

The raven haired man turned her around and looked at her partly angrily.

"Misy, if we're gunna make this work you need to learn a few things. Like what you can and can not say to everyone." he told her, taking on the voice of a slightly agitated kinder garden teacher trying to make a point clear.

"How much?"

"Kinda a lot. Do you think you would remember it all if I told you right now?"

"Maybe." she said apologetically.

BB sighed angrily, letting her go.

"I could spend the night at your house and you could take me through them thoroughly. And I could just tell Light that I need to go over some stuff with a director." the girl said quickly, not wanting to disappoint him.

"You…you want to sleep over at MY house?" He asked unbelieving.

"Yea. I want this to work and I want to make you happy."

"Ok then. Why don't you call Light." He said still not believing that a girl this pretty would be entering his house.

Please give my ideas for what BB's house should be like, cuz I'm kinda drawing a blank.