The earth bleeds and the sky cries

And with your last breath my heart dies

Through fire and water, through what's false and what's true

I may travel, pass ages, but I swear I'll find you

The city stretched out before her. It seemed laughable to Misa now that she could ever have seen color in this world. It was a cold place; there was no room for warmth here. The entire city was tinged with a blood-red hue. It had rained incessantly since… since that day. It had seemed as though the world was weeping. Today, it seemed as though it was bleeding.

"He said… that he loved me…?"

"Yes. And that he didn't deserve you."

Ryuk hadn't told her the name of this Near, this third L, but she hadn't cared to ask. The world had ended for her the moment her Light had – had gone out. Her grip tightened around the rail, which she'd already stepped over. Now she stood hundreds of feet in the air. The place where her world had ended was in front of her. She could see it – in fact, she could see miles in every direction.

The cars zoomed by beneath her, and the people looked like ants. She wondered for a moment – if Light had succeeded in making his new world, was this what she, as his goddess, would have felt like? She did not feel up to the task of thinking up an answer. She didn't feel up to anything. Her heart was dead. Her body was only lingering for the shortest while.

Today seemed like a good day – fitting: February 14. Valentine's day. It was seventeen days since that day. The seventeen days had gone by like… like nothing she had ever felt before. No, she hadn't felt anything. To feel something you need a heart. Hers had died.

She'd spent the entire day today at his grave, and most of the past half a month too. Matsuda and the others had tried to talk her out of it, but perhaps if she'd still been alive she would have attacked them. Certainly she felt a shadow of a desire to leap upon them and rip their eyes from their sockets.

They hadn't let Light's ashes be buried with his ancestors. Instead he lay alone in his own grave, cold and devoid of love and warmth and light. Kind of like her, she supposed. No, exactly like her. She was trapped in a mobile grave, too. Light was everything to her.

She'd worshiped him since he'd brought justice to her family's death. Family… Such a distant word, from a past life. Her parents, Light… Her family, was all gone. She'd never even considered he would become family to her then. She hadn't known Light Yagami back then, only Kira. She'd never have imagined she would become his fiancée one day.

Because… Because to me, Misa is also more important than the world.

She hadn't wept. Not once. She did not think it was in her to weep. Tears were a thing of the living. She was not living. She was dead. Near had taken everything from her. Perhaps if she'd been alive, she would have sought revenge, but now all she sought was an end to this living nightmare.

A lot of people had tried to talk to her, but she'd turned them all away.

Because… Because to me, Misa is also more important than the world.

She looked down at the world beneath her. The world without Light. The world of darkness.

She looked up into the sky. The sun was almost down. She would go as the sun set, as the light went away. She would go with the light. On Valentine's Day, she and the light would go, as one.

The sun dipped below the horizon, only a hint of its shape remaining. A minute more and the light would disappear.

It was time. She took one last look at the world. The people below continued their business as usual, not one of them realizing the profound effect her Light had had on their lives. Her grip tightened on the railing. But they would soon find out. In this world ruled by Near and his arrogance, they would miss Kira eventually. The world would go back to being the war-torn chaos shaped by hate it had been before her Light had come to save them, and colored with tears and blood. Soon, the value of Kira would be recognized. Her grip relaxed, and she let her arms fall to her sides.

I'm coming, Light.

And she jumped.


A/N: I have one last chapter planned. Please review. Tell me if you want to see the last chapter. I'm lazy. It's almost 9:30 AM. I should get to bed.


Edit: I'm marking this story as complete. I'll write the last chapter as a separate story.

Fanfictionlurker1: yeah i see what you mean. bit of a nasty surprise for him lol.
yeah i know, i definitely went OOC, but i figured that he went OOC at the end of the manga and anime anyway. i never get why people hate misa. she's probably the best person in the story., to have stuck with Light after everything he put her through.
yep i agree, it wouldn't be called physical abuse. it just made it seem possible that he might be physically abusive off-screen.
thanks a lot for taking the time to leave such a thorough review. ^-^

Tune Sketch: thanks xD yep i feel exactly the same way. they could at least have given him a dignified end.