CHAPTER 2

QUESTIONS

CHRISTY'S POV

Never, in a billion years had I ever dreamt a dream anything like this. Here I was, sitting at a table . . . with the Yagami family, minus Light and Sayu, Sayu was sent to her room so she didn't have to come in contact with a thief and Light wasn't home yet. All I could say to that is that I am glad I know fluent Japanese.

"So, let's try this again," Mr. Yagami said in his cop voice, face as stern as . . . well, a cop. "You broke into my house . . . because you were hungry."

"Yep."

"You couldn't just go to your parents?"

"Nope." He leaned forward in his chair, eyeing me suspiciously.

"What's your name?" Oh, no. I couldn't tell him my real name, because then Light would also know my name, and he'd kill me! But I could tell him the name I told Mrs Yagami; because he'd suspect me to be Kira, and that would be a bad thing. Or would it? Well, no, it wouldn't. The only reason Light was working on the Kira case was because he was a Kira suspect! So the only way I could get involved enough to save L would be if I were suspected too!

"He said his name was Kira," Mrs Yagami whispered to her husband, and I probably wouldn't have heard it if it weren't for my super cat hearing. Wow, she called me a boy! That's weird. Mr. Yagami looked over at his wife, then back at me. Oh, I'm the best at stare contests.

We stared like that for a few seconds until the front door opened and closed. "I'm home!" Oh god no! It's him, he's here! He's gonna kill me!

"Yes, we're in here, Light!" his father called back. I could almost feel Light's footsteps draw near the room. I didn't want to see him; I didn't want to look into the eyes of evil.

"Umm, who's this?" Oh God, he's in the room!

"This is Kira, the burglar." You had to say that, didn't you? I could feel myself shaking in grief. I would die, I may be a good actress, but if they kept pushing it would only be a matter of time before I expose my real name. And I would die!

"You're names Kira?" His question was directed to me. My nails dug into the table in fright. Should I answer him? If I don't, he would know for a fact it wasn't my real name!

I lifted my head, and was very surprised at what I saw. Light Yagami, stood there, in his school uniform, bag on his shoulder, hair neat and eyes brown, him name floating above his head and bellow it was his lifespan. He has a lifespan, which means he doesn't own a Death Note, so he mustn't have picked it up yet. I am safe!

"Umm, you okay?" I blinked my eyes a few times, pulling them away from his head.

"Yeah . . . yeah, my name's Kira." He frowned and walked behind his father. I never let my eyes leave his face.

"Kira, you do know it means kill in English." Ha! Why not teas him.

"Wow! You speak English! I wish I could do that!" I gasped in English. As serious as he was obviously trying to be, he let down his mask with a small smile, it may have been hard to see it, but it was there.

"Why did you break into our house?" he demanded pulling his serious face back on.

"As I told your dad, I was hungry."

"But couldn't you just go home and get something?"

"Yeah, I would, but sadly a house of ashes doesn't usually contain food. Weird, right?!"

"Ashes? Where are your parents?"

"In the house." This was the whole save L plan. I would pretended I have no parents, become a Kira suspect, claim to be BB's brother and maybe I would get to see L, then save him. The way I see it I couldn't lose, if L dies, I would probably wake up, but if he lives . . . YAY!

"Oh, I'm sorry. When did they die?"

"A while ago, not sure exactly, but I was . . . like, thirteen? Yeah thirteen."

"And you chose to st— . . . provide food from this house because . . . ?"

"I was hungry. I had seen this house a few times and assumed anyone that lived in it must be somewhat wealthy, and wealthy people often have large meals, and the leftovers would be thrown away. So I planned to come back to eat from your bins, but I was too stupid to realise it was garbage day today." I shook my head in fake disapproval and embarrassment. "Such a stupid mistake."

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen." He seemed surprised. Why? Don't I look it? I sometimes get told I look a little older, but . . .

"It's only been a year since your family died."

I shrugged. "So?"

"I just thought . . . you just looked too . . ."

"Old?" I guessed.

"No, too calm." Shit! I forgot to act sad!

"Umm, yeah . . . I didn't like my parents very much."

"But why," Mrs. Yagami softly asked. Think, think, think!

"Umm, they'd beat me." God, did I really say that?!

"Beat you?!" they all gasped. Too late to change it now.

"Umm, oh yeah." I frowned and nodded. "I think it had something to do with my eyes."

"Your eyes?" Mr. Yagami questioned.

"Aha, they were all about god and stuff, so when I was born they assumed I was a devil child."

"So they beat you?" Were they catching on? I shrugged.

"Guess so, I think they would have put me up for adoption, but decided against it when my brother went on a killing spree." There was an awkward silence. Okay, I may have gone a little too far on that one.

"A killing spree?" I bit my lip nervously and nodded, looking down.

"Yeah, they put him up for adoption the second they saw his eyes, and a few years later he went insane and started killing people," I stated as if it were no big deal. "They decided to keep me in hopes they could prevent such evil being exposed to humanity."

"All because of your eyes?" Mrs. Yagami choked out, eyes welling up. She was sorry for me, but I couldn't decide if that was good or bad. Whatever.

"Come on, Mrs. Yagami," I smirked, cocking my head to the side. "Don't tell me you hadn't thought they were freaky the first time you saw me."

"No, I hadn't," she denied, hand in her chest.

"Really, not even a little bit," I teased, leaning forward. "You didn't see the fire that could burn any soul, my own included?" Cry, you can do this, just as you have done so many times before. I gave her a watery smile. "You didn't think the devil himself had crept his way into your house, and was stealing you jam?" The tears were welling up. "You weren't in the slightest bit terrified . . . that there was a freak in your home?" She said nothing as the tears finally fell. I sniffed and turned away as I wiped the tears with my sleeve. "I'm sorry, I just . . . I'm sorry."

"Dear, can we talk in the other room," Mrs. Yagami whispered to the cop. He said nothing as he stood up and left the room, his son and wife trailing behind. To be honest I thought it was kind of stupid to have left a thief in a room alone. Their loss. I stood up and tiptoed up the stairs, because . . . well, I wanted to meat Sayu. She seems like the type of person I could hang out with, so why not? Besides, mum used to always say I should socialize more.

I stopped my walking when I got to the top of the stairs, waiting to hear for anything. I could hear . . . music, loud and clear, coming from behind one of the doors at the end of the hall. Sayu must be playing music in her room. I silently walked over to the door, back hunched over and hands buried deep in pockets. Funny, I could look just like L, no, I could look just like BB!

I knocked on the door, but there wasn't a reply. I knocked louder but still nothing. Maybe the music was too loud? I shrugged and opened it myself. She was on her bed with her headphones in her ears. Is that where the music was? I thought she was playing it out loud, it explained why she hadn't heard me. Wow, I guess I underestimated these cat ears.

She slowly turned her head and took off she headphones, realising she wasn't alone anymore. "Hi," I greeted cheerfully. At first she looked like she was about to smile and reply with a happy greeting in return, but she court a glance at my eyes and gasped.

"What are you?" I raised an eyebrow, still smiling.

"Wow! Is that what this world has come to?" I chucked. "I'm not a what, I'm a who."

"But your eyes!"

"Oh, yeah." I shrugged and looked down. "Too weird? I'll go." I turned to leave the room, but she stopped me.

"No, stay! Their kinda cool!" I smirked at my victory. I am such a good actress!

"Okay," I said without hesitation. "You must be Sayu!"

"Yeah! What's your name?"

"I'm the one and only Kira." I would never get used to saying that. "At you servos." I bowled to her. She giggled. "But really," I sighed standing back up strait. "I should go before I'm given more jail time."

"Oh, you're the guy that was steeling jam!"

"Yep."

"Hey, where is he?" I heard Light said from downstairs.

"G.T.G." (Got to go). With that I ran back down stairs and into the room. "Sorry," I apologised when I was standing in front of Light, Mr and Mrs. Yagami. "Your daughter seems nice."

"Kira," Mr. Yagami began, as if I hadn't spoken, we have decided, that seeing as you haven't got anywhere to go, you can stay with us."

Hello! I hope this chapter was interesting! I am currently working on the trailer for this story, but it may take a while because I can't find and anime of a boy with red eyes and cat ears. Please leave a review, thanks!