Traffic Jam

Light stared at me, which I found quite discomforting. Was it because I asked for a simple jar of jam, or he was thinking of something else. "Yagami, are you alright?" I choked out the question, it reeked of kindness which highly upset me.

"N..no...I mean yes, of course I am." He shook his head slightly, I could tell something was on his mind. I thought that after I ate I might ask if he would like to tell me what he was thinking of.

I did as I planned to do, after placing the silverware and plate into the sink I walked outside to see the other. He was standing there, obviously looking at something that had caught his attention.

That was it, a truck was stopped, a bloody man lay on the cold hard pavement, it caught mine just as quickly.

I glanced over at the male, and saw his reaction. He was laughing, oddly enough. I smiled, this guy had some interesting emotions, his laugh, purely slathered with evil ink. It was written across his face, this murderer was so flawless at his work, no one would have thought it was him, but just a major average accident in the city.

I starred at him a few moments before patting his back, unusual as it is for me, I actually liked this guy. He was someone that I could work with without getting caught. He was interesting to me, in a way.

He grinned back at me, "That was one of the criminals that was meant to be executed just a few weeks back. I did the cops a favor. I killed the man they were hunting for." He made it sound so easy, the way he killed.

I figured that I should take my leave, but Light stopped me before I could. "Where are you going?" He asked, he sounded upset. I suppose the male thought I would be staying with him. But I do not fare well with other people, especially that stupid sister of his. I turned to him and shook my head, "I am guessing you want me to stay?" I asked hesitantly, and the other nodded. "Well, I am sorry to ruin your hopes, but I do not stay in one area like you do. I move around, maybe I should just go back to L.A..." I paused as I saw the brunette look down.

I felt a weird discomfort in my chest, but brushed it off fairly quick. This is nothing to me, well, atleast that is what I thought.

Until the next day, I was going back to the U.S.

I sat on the train and rested my head against the seat. Reminiscing about the things me and the other male shared. It was odd how I was doing this...I couldn't find the courage to tell the male I actually wanted to stay.

I wanted to work along side him. But I guess it was already too late for that. I was already on the train heading toward U.S...

I imagined what the male felt like after I left, he probably just shook it off; didn't care.

For the next few hours I was grasping the seat of the train tightly. The train slid to a halt. I felt my hand tremble, in a weird way. And that was just before I decided to pick up my belongings and walk off the train. A hand was upon my shoulder the minute I stood. I glanced back quickly to see that...Light was right there.

Did he follow me? I shook as he smiled. "I decided to come with you. Just for precautions." He exclaimed brightly, I felt my lips curl into a huge smile. "Just what I wanted to hear Light-kun." I clasped his free hand in mine and dragged him along with me.

Light apparently has never seen, or been to this country before. I could tell, his expression was quite priceless. He scouted the area curiously while I slowly followed behind. I decided to give him a lesson about English people. They eat a lot, I suppose I shouldn't have told him that, because he started staring at the oversized people walking by with hamburgers in there hand. I sneered, trying so hard not to laugh. "Yeah, that is why I always get small portions whoever I eat out, however that is rare, I normally just make myself a small peanut butter and jam sandwich." The male looked back at me, he was smiling. "Oh? Why is that, afraid of becoming fat?" I nodded my head vigorously, never would I imagine myself being an oversized pig. But...I have seen a few...big people that had been nice to me here. Japan nearly hated me, only because I was a mass murderer. But that could not be helped.

LA was a pretty huge place, I told Light to stay close. Losing him here would be a nightmare trying to bring him back by my side.

The brunette stared at people as they walked by, and the unusual thing was, it frustrated me he didn't pay any attention to the person he had followed here, me...

I guess I was just delusional, but I could not be. It was extremely rare for me to become so soft hearted, or open minded about things. However this guy made me feel just that.

We slept in a hotel not far from the train station. I ordered a room and gladly payed for both of us. This made everything much simpler. And English money was much more easier for me to keep track of. I still remember robbing a bank in...where was it...oh yeah, the state of Georgia, I believe they are still looking for me, and even if they aren't there is no way I am going there again.

Light dropped his luggage on the sofa in the two bed, one bath room, and I did the very same. He would have asked me to remember where we met in the first place. But I barely remembered, even though it was a few days before. "Light..." I paused anxiously waiting for a reply from the bathroom. I watched in the mirror as the male combed his hair. "Hm?" He hummed as he stepped out and looked over at me.

"Do you remember, because I most certainly do not, where we met exactly?" I shuffled myself off the soft comforters that were neatly sprawled across the twin bed. I watched as he stared aimlessly for a bit before speaking. "Yes, it was in a hotel in Japan, I was waiting for a room there, but I suppose you dragged me along once you noticed I was Kira." He shrugged.

"Ah, yes." Now I remembered, I was walking down the hall, an extremely silent one. I remember the cold knife I held in my palm that day, and when I was going to strike at the male with it. Murder him right then and there. I knew what stopped me from doing that, I realized he was Kira...but...I decided to reach in my back pocket, and quickly gasped, but in a exciting way.

The knife was still there, how could have I not noticed? I pulled it out slowly and slid my fingers across the smooth metal.

Lights oblivious stare, of course he didn't mind the knife, I bet he admired that I even had it.

"B, that is interesting. How did you manage with that?" He pointed at the object and chuckled softly.

"I have ways.." I said breathlessly, and stopped stroking the knife. Walking over to the small lamp desk in the corner I heard a faint scream come from outside. I didn't care, but my attention turned toward the other and I smirked evilly. "You did it again you little freak." I teased. Light, pen in hand, grinned back at me.

"What can I say? That man was on my list, obviously." He retorted playfully as he set the notebook down on the desk next to his own bed.