A/N: HI! So, I got one OC that I do not own, nor do I own Death Note, but I wish I did. Oh, do I wish. :D Anyway, chapter two will be placed during the To-Oh university era and when L is watching the Yagami family along with the other family Raye Penber was investigating. So, L has just revealed himself to Light. A bit about Lily's past will be revealed, but not fully. I will keep you in suspense! Here is chapter two!

*Lily's POV*

"I KNEW I'd get a single point lower than Light on the damn entrance exam! It was SO stupid of me to stop studying a night before the exam! I'm such a moron," I chastised myself for the second day straight.

I glanced at my wrist watch, and sighed. Work in about twenty minutes. Ugh. I wasn't up for arguments with Kyra today. I just wanted to go to the café and get done with it. I wanted to go home. Of course, dad wouldn't be home. I was almost positive he was working under L now. Everything was clear.

The student known as Hideki Ryuuga was walking down the stairs with Light, his back hunched over. He looked so oddly familiar. I couldn't put my finger on it. Though, my thin, feminine fingers found the locket that was tucked in my shirt. It was my only memory-keeper from Britain. Why had this stranger made me grab this key to my past? It sparked peculiar speculations within my mind.

I bolted up to Light, slipping the adornment back into my shirt. "Hey, Light, do me a favor. Tell mom I won't be home for dinner tonight. I'm working an extra shift at the café so I'll be running late."

"Sure," He hesitated for a moment, and looked at his baggy-eyed companion who wasn't too bad looking. "This is Ryuuga. He's in some of your classes, right?"

"Uh, yeah," I replied."

"I've heard so much about you, Lily Yagami, is it not?" He confirmed in his deep voice.

"Yes, that's my name." I started to feel sort of self-conscious. I also felt safe. As if I knew him from somewhere. I shrugged it off, and pranced to the café.

My uniform consisted of a black skirt, a white top, and an apron. Nothing simpler than an outfit like that. I couldn't quite complain.

The loner herself was here early and already taking customers. I'm still shocked she had her job though. The Japanese task force accused her of being Kira already once before. And on top of her clumsiness, I mean it speaks for itself right there.

I couldn't help but think how stressed dad had been about the whole Kira case. It had still been dragging on and even Light was a suspect. That took a toll on the whole family. We'd never thought that someone as sweet and innocent as Light could be murdering criminals as harshly as Kira does. But L will bring him to justice. I'm sure of it.

"Are you going to waitress on the rest of the customers, of stand around and stare into space?" Kyra asked me.

I stuck my tongue out at her. "I'll get to it when I'm good and ready." I thought logically about it for a moment. "I'm good and ready!" I needed a promotion pretty badly. I knew police work was where them money was at these days with the Kira case, but music was one of my passions. I wouldn't give up.

I watched Kyra stumble around the whole coffee shop in her clumsy way. This was the highlight of my workday, but something else made this day even more exciting. Light came in with his friend Ryuuga, just like yesterday. I told Kyra she could serve them their beverages, and I'd take their main course. We worked things out that way only with a bit of bickering. Of course, we did get some glaring from our manager. Glaring that was quite worth it.

Kyra handed them one menu each and waited a few moments before asking sweetly, "Have you two decided what beverage to order?"

Light dropped the list of options on the table and gazed back at Kyra. "I'll have some tea, please."

Ryuuga was carrying his menu in an odd style, as if being overly careful. He let it slide down to the table before answering. "I'll have some coffee. With extra sugar cubes." He licked his lips precisely.

Kyra raised her eyebrows in suspicion. "Okay…"

I pulled her to the sided as she walked by. "He did the same thing to me yesterday. He puts, like, ten sugar cubes in his coffee and then has strawberry shortcake to accompany his majorly sweet coffee." I tapped my lip. "I don't get it. How the hell is he consuming all this sugar, and staying underweight? How is he doing it?"

Kyra inched away a bit. "I think you're spending too much time at home. This is a perfect stranger. It's kind of creepy."

Creepy? That is impossible! It's in my blood to interrogate every odd thing I encounter! It's in my nature! I'm naturally interrogational.

I pouted, and returned to my waitressing. I couldn't stand that comment, but I guess I'd have to deal.

On my way home, I walked with Kyra. I stopped at home, and my mother gave me fresh clothes to being to my father at the station. This was my opportunity to meet L! I was more excited than anything else!

Kyra scoffed slightly behind me. "So, why are you doing this again?"

"For my dad and for me. Why else?"

"There could be other reasons," she said simply.

I rolled my eyes, not understanding the logic. More importantly, I wanted to meet L. It was my dream. Ever since case had arisen, I hated Kira. His contemptible nature had me almost angry at the world. But then L came alone. I knew then and there that there was justice present in the form of a human being. Although he never has shown is face, I'm determined to get him to meet me.

Kyra and I walked into the hotel my father was staying at, and we told the women at the desk the room. I meant to stay discreet about it. It was my purpose.

"You come with me, Kyra. I'm not going to do this alone, of course," I said with a smug smile.

"Fine, but I WON'T be arrested on your behalf." Her voice with clear, and her tone was serious. She meant business.

We took the elevator up to the floor we needed and as we expected, the door was locked.

I had Kyra knock on the door. No answer came so I did what I saw in movies. I kicked it down. All the men in the room, especially my father, looked at me with confused, bewildered eyes.

"Hi, dad. I have the extra set of clothes mom sent for you."

One of the other detectives known as Matsuda took one look at Kyra and said, "Isn't that one of the Kira suspects?"

I shook my head, looking at Kyra's slightly distressed expression. "No, I'm afraid you're mistaken. She's just a friend of mine." I'm glad lying was one of my talents. Back at that orphanage in England where I stayed, many of my friends were masters of lying. I stayed for years until my family found me. I guess I picked up some of it.

I handed my father the clothes and poked my head around. I was looking, but I saw… Ryuuga? No sign of L. I was greatly disappointed. It was NOT my best moment since I was turning red as a cherry.

Ironically enough, he was eating a cherry at the moment, and he knotted the stem in his mouth. "Mr. Yagami, please usher your daughter out, and don't let this happen again."

My father nodded, as sweat dripped down his chin. "Yes, Ryuzaki. I won't let it happen again.

Ryuzaki? I was confused. Did Ryuuga have more than one identity? Or was that a nickname? No one got so nervous and flustered at a nickname though.

My father escorted Kyra and I out of the room, and glared at me until I broke. "You know how much I admire L.

"Well, you got what you wanted, that's for sure…"

"What do mean, Mr. Yagami?" Kyra asked in her polite voice.

"Nothing," he muttered.

"Now I deserve an explanation, daddy."

"You are already ninety percent there, so here is the rest," he breathed in heavily. "Ryuzaki IS L."