Yay! Second chapter! Sorry for bothering you with all my petty nerdiness. Without further ado, the second chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or Tokyo Ghoul. If I did L would sleep.

It was another extremely boring school day with the nerds and math class seemed to drag on and on. On top of that I was really hungry and the smell of flesh was driving me mad. I really need to go hunting. My mind drifted as I bit my lip in thoughtfulness. In order to distract myself from the savory smell of humans I plotted my plan for tonight's hunt. I would eat a criminal and then stage it to look like an accident so that the police and L would think Kira did it. "Miss Yagami! Are you paying attention?"

I snapped out of my daze and looked up at the teacher dude. His forehead was creased in anger. The expression was quite amusing on him. I smirked, "Nope." My classmates laughed at my blunt response which only made the teacher even more enraged. "Miss Yagami could you please come up to the board and solve this equation?" I shrugged and gave a noncommittal sure in response. I glanced over at Light who was giving me a look that said 'how are you gonna get yourself out of this one.' The equation on the board read y=e^(-x2). Easy peasy. I quickly scribbled down the answer without bothering to work it out on the board. The square root of pi sq. units was the exact answer.

The teacher stared at me flabbergasted and flustered that he had been upstaged. "Is that correct, teach?" Teacher dude seemed to wake up, "B-but we haven't even gone over that yet." Hm, now that he mentions it I don't remember ever him teaching this. Oh well, that makes this defeat all the more satisfying. With one last shrug I went back to my seat. Light stared at me in annoyance.

Finally after forever the bell rang and the school day was over. I went at my own leisurely pace as I packed my things and left the classroom, making sure to knock a stack of papers off the teacher's desk as I went. My stomach growled as I began my walk home. I just ate like two days ago and I'm already hungry? At this rate I'll become another Binge Eater like Rize. Meh, that wouldn't be so bad. I am already a kakuja so there's nothing exotic left to try.

I changed my course from going home to an abandoned alley. Once I was well hidden in the shadows I slipped on my mask which was in my backpack. I loved my mask. It fit me perfectly. It was black and red leather that covered most of my upper face. It spiked out in several places, giving me the illusion of horns. There was only one eye hole though. No body needs to know that there is another one-eyed ghoul besides Ken anyway. Uta made the best masks, I swear. Speaking of Uta, I need to check in with him to see how Otouto is doing. I will go today before I go hunting. That being said, I should take off my mask now cause I'm not hunting and there is no reason to attract Doves on this lovely afternoon.

I headed towards the 4th Ward avoiding food, excuse me, people. I walked into the familiar shop, admiring all of the new masks on display. "Hey Uta! Where are you?" I heard a gasp and a thump behind the counter. "Ouch. Hey, is that who I think it is?" Uta stood up rubbing his head which I assumed he hit. I smiled sheepishly and gave him a two fingered salute. "Indeed it is, No Face." Uta grinned and ran to hug me like a child. "Finally! The prodigal child has returned!" At this I cuffed him on the back of the head. "Tch, idiot. I never left." Uta rolled his eyes, "But you didn't keep in contact with us. That being said, I assume you're here for Kaneki's status report. I'll have you know before hand that you will not like it. And you also should know that Kaneki has grown cold towards you. He acts as if you never existed. I'm sure deep down he still cares, but as of right now he hates your guts for leaving him." When Uta told me this I laughed sorrowfully.

I wouldn't expect anything less from Otouto. "But of course. He has every right to hate me. I, his own twin sister, left him behind to fend for himself in his new harsh, ghoulish reality while I satisfy my hunger and sadistic insanity. Though he has killed and he is now a ghoul he is still as innocent as ever. I'm a monster, even to our own kind. That being said I do not regret my decision for I'm sure this has motivated him to become stronger for not only his sake but for the sake of Anteiku." Uta looked surprised at my acceptance and wisdom. Jeez, he doesn't have to act so surprised; I'm not totally barbaric.

Quickly Uta changed his expression to a small sympathetic smile. Then he continued to tell the many adventures of Kaneki Ken. At first when he said that Otouto joined Aogiri Tree I was annoyed, but then I realized that he probably only did that so he could learn how to fight and be strong. I absorbed all this new information until I was satisfied with the report.

I nodded to Uta, "Thank you, Uta, for keeping an eye on him. I don't know what I would do without my Otouto." Uta smirked, "Probably go on a murderous rampage that would end in the bloodiest massacre in Japan." I smacked him upside the head again. "Tch. Shut up, idiot. In any case, would you like to go hunting with me in return for your services?" Uta perked at the thought of a fresh meal. It was almost comical how he instantly cheered up at the mention of fresh flesh. I giggled and slipped on my mask as Uta did the same.

We bolted into the night. I inhaled deeply to suck in the savory scent of human. I pointed my nose towards a particularly interesting smell. It smelled delicious, but there was another ghoul near the delicious scent. I guess now's a good a time as ever to resort to cannibalism. After all, whoever that ghoul was going to be have to brought to justice for stealing my meal. Quickly Uta and I spit and ran our separate directions for our prey. Without hesitation I bolted to the alley in which the mouth watering scent was emitting from.

I turned the corner and scanned the scene in front of me with a critical eye. A European man with black hair was backed into a corner while a buff man stood before him. The smell of the European was intoxicating and made my mind swim. Nonetheless, I had to focus on the task at hand. The other buff blonde man wore an ugly mask that covered all his face except his eyes. Thankfully his eyes had not shifted yet and revealed everything. After all, ghouls are a secret from the common folk. The only people who know of ghoul's existence is the CCG and from the looks of this guy, he is definitely not an agent. First reason being he's not even carrying a quinque.

A gruff voice sounded, "Mmm, you do smell delicious. I wonder what you taste like." The European did not react severely, his eyes merely widening in surprise and disgust. Well as much as I would love to watch the show I do not want my dinner to be spoiled. I coughed and both men turned to me, finally noticing my presence. The European seemed unfazed, but the ghoul on the other hand radiated terror. The ghoul, who I believe is called Steampunk, backed away as his eyes widened to the size of saucer. Yum, eyeballs. I could give them to Uta as a present.

I stepped closer as Steampunk retreated farther away. Unfortunately, he also got closer to my meal. I glared with my one eye, "What do you think you're doing? I didn't give you permission to attack him, did I? Tch. Such blatant disrespect deserves punishment." Steampunk's eyes widened even more if that was possible. "Y-you're the She-Devil! N-no! Please! I-I didn't know! Please forgive me! Don't hurt me!" I glared down at the pathetic excuse of a ghoul. With my signature smirk I said, "Since I value my life and safety I will not make your death a spectacle. After all, we can't have me capture, now could we? That would ruin my reputation, Steampunk." Steampunk whimpered cowardly as he hid behind the European. Mmm, he's so close.

The scent just drives me crazy and the punk must know that. It would be such a waste to eat him here and now, come to think about it. I don't want to finish him off so soon. I think I shall savor him. That being said, I still need to eat. Ew, Steampunk smells horrible, but he will have to do. A monotone voice broke me out of my conversation in my head. "Excuse me but who are you? She-Devil is no real name and from Steampunk's reaction I assume you are incredibly feared and revered in the underworld. What really confuses me is that I have never heard of you. To make someone grovel at your feet such as that you must be extremely wanted. So why have I never heard of you?" I smirked. Not only is he delicious but intelligent as well. I will have to be extra cautious because he could most likely be a human detective, and if he finds out about the existence that could be detrimental. And I would lose my meal.

I know exactly how I should deal with this. I smiled coldly, "Oh my, not only handsome but intelligent as well. We should have intellectual conversations one day. The inferior IQ of most people is quite disappointing. Intelligent conversation is so hard to come by these days, isn't it Mr. Detective." The European's eyes widened when I called him 'Mr. Detective.' I was right. Now to roll with it. "Ah, I was right. I had a feeling you were a detective or investigator, but your reaction has just confirmed my theories. In that case I would like your help. The Steampunk here has been a notorious criminal that I have been trying to catch for months. I was ordered to go under cover as a mafia boss to apprehend him. I was just closing in on him when he oh so conveniently stopped for a snack. Now I advise you get away from him because one of the many things he has been charged with is cannibalism." At my last sentence the European spun and gave Steampunk a swift roundhouse kick to the face.

While Steampunk was still down and the detective, distracted I bolted towards the foolish ghoul with my hidden knife now out. I dashed around the detective and ran my blade through Steampunk's heart. The ghoul gasped in pain and I left my blade in his body and leaned over to whisper in his ear. "My knife is coated in RC suppressor liquid so you cannot use your kagune. Play dead or die." The ghoul was silent. Roughly I yanked my weapon out of his flesh. Yum, flesh. I turned back to the detective. My next move is crucial.

I said that I needed to apprehend him, not kill him. I needed an excuse and it needs to be believable 'cause he is sharp. Finally the European spoke first, "What happened to just capturing him? Even for an under cover agent eliminating him is a little over kill." I laughed heartily, "No pun intended?" The corner of his mouth twitched ever so slightly, "Pun intended." This only made me laugh harder. "Well then, Mr. Detective it seems you have a sense of humor. And to answer your question I shall put it bluntly: I lied. It was sorta true. I am going under cover, but I am most definitely not an agent. I'm an assassin. The only reason I'm telling this to you is, well, I'm sure you know why."

My meal nodded in confirmation, "You're warning me. By revealing your identity as an assassin you also revealed your skills. I assume you have many connections that could just as easily find my identity. If I tell anyone I met you, you would know and immediately suspect me. You would then kill me, am I right?" I knew it. He has exceeded my expectations. I will have to be more on my toes. What fun!

I nodded in agreement, "Your deduction was flawless; I commend you. I am impressed. I would love to work with you one day. In any case I must take my leave. Gotta report in for now." I turned, grabbed Steampunk's limp body, and started to walk away. The voice of the European surprised me. "Wait. Before you go, I must know, who do you work for? I think you would make a great asset for future cases." I didn't respond to his request. Instead I only spared him one last glance and kept trudging on.

I heard the sound of his scuffling footsteps follow me. This guy sure is persistent. I guess I'll just have to lose him. I picked up my pace until I was at a full sprint with Steampunk thrown over my shoulder. Every step forced my shoulder to painfully dig into his gut. Thankfully he did not react. Either he is a better actor than I thought or he's actually dead. I hope the second option is right. That would save me a lot of trouble.

I ran in circles and took random turns to confuse the European. So far it is gradually working. This is so boring, I just want to eat. Is that too much to ask? After about an hour of this wild goose chase I jaggedly ran back to Uta's shop. When I walked in Uta was already back, though the fresh blood stains on his shirt suggested that he also just got back as well. Uta waved at me in greeting as I set down Steampunk on the floor.

I quickly began to tear into him, not caring to check if he was dead or alive. Disgusting ghoul blood filled my mouth. Taste aside, I could feel a rush of immense power that his flesh was giving. What an empowering feeling! I ate to my heart's content for I knew that eating at my house was too risky. When I was done I put the leftovers in Uta's fridge along with a note that said 'MINE.'

I quickly said my goodbyes and ran to get home. I didn't want to miss dinner, that would be very suspicious. I can't afford that, especially with Kira killing the same time I'm out. I can't do anything that will make L suspect me. I know he's investigating the police and since I'm the adopted daughter of the Chief it's only natural that I would be a suspect as well. I walked towards my house, making sure no more blood lingered on my clothes.

Once I was sure I threw the door open and stepped inside, making sure to leave my shoes at the door. "I'm home," I called out. Sayu squealed and jumped into my arms from nowhere, "You're back! Can you please watch a movie with me? Light won't 'cause he's studying for the entrance exams." Hm, how strange. Light doesn't need to study that much; he's a natural genius. Come to think of it he has been locking himself in his room right after he gets home for a while. That is unusual behavior.

I woke from my daze by Sayu dragging me to the living room. I was shoved into the soft cushions of the couch. Sayu stood in from of me with her hands on her hips and ordered, "Stay. You will watch this movie with me. I've been so lonely!" She dramatically threw herself in my lap and lied out and covered her forehead with the back of her hand. I decidedly went along with the act, exaggeratingly gasping. "Oh no! Not my Sayu! I will be with you forever so you will never be lonely ever again!" Then Sayu sat up abruptly in mock disgust. She crinkled her nose, "Ew. I didn't know you were like that, Kako-chan. Is that why you never bring a boy home? Both you and Light!" I laughed so hard I though I was gonna pee my pants. Eventually Sayu couldn't hold the act and giggled as well. After what seemed like forever our laughs died down to suppressed chuckles.

At that moment Mrs. Sachiko called for dinner. We both calmed down and acted like the civilized people that we are to the dinner table. Light also came down from his room for the first time since he got home from school, or so Sayu said. That reminds me of my earlier suspicions. What could Light possibly be doing in his room? I have to find the root cause of this. The entrance exam is a good cover up but what honestly is he doing. Homework and studying never takes me that long. I need to know when he started acting this way. The first time I noticed his odd behavior was a little while after the Kira killings started. Now that I think about it he was strange before that I just never thought it was strange. So really his behavior changed around the same time that the first criminal died of heart attack at the school. Though it seemed unrelated at the time I am certain that that was merely a test of Kira's power, an experiment. It seems so convenient that Light started locking his door only a few days before that. Coincidence? Hopefully. "Chikako!" I jumped in my chair, almost falling in the process.

Everyone was staring at me in anticipation. Was I asked a question? I smiled sheepishly as a red tint dusted my cheeks, "Um, what was the question?" Sayu laughed at my confusion, "We asked what your opinion was on the 1,500 detectives coming to Japan to catch Kira." I thought for a moment. They were probably trying to provoke Kira and make him feel trapped. All in all it was a ruse to make Kira panic so he would make a mistake. It would be a good plan if it wasn't so unreasonable. After all, what is the sense in 1,500 detectives when L is already on the case. It makes no sense and I'm positive Kira could see right through that. I should use this to my advantage. If my instincts are right about Light then this would be the perfect time to confirm it. "Well, I'm not sure what I think yet. I need time to ponder that. What about you though, Light? Since you are going to be a detective and stuff I figure you must have some thoughts."

Light seemed to accept my response. He nodded, "Interpol is so stupid. What's the point if they announce it like this? If their going to send all those detectives, they should keep quiet about it and let them work in secret. Those FBI agents were here on a top secret mission, and look what still happened to them. If Kira knows about these guys, he's going to get them too, for sure." I knew it. That makes me even more suspicious. True I saw through the message too and I'm not Kira so that's not enough proof. I'm not even sure why I'm thinking like this, there's no way that Light could be Kira, could there?

I nodded in agreement to Light's theory. "I thought the same, Light. Why do you think that is? What was the purpose of doing this?" Light gave me a barely recognizable scrutinizing glare before relaxing again. "It isn't true. This is just a ruse to put pressure on Kira. But it's pretty obvious so I'm sure Kira has figured it out as well. Come on now, Chikako, are you really that dumb? You have the same theory as I but don't have any idea why. That's not like you. Has being a delinquent made you oblivious?" At Light's last jap I huffed.

I playfully glared at him, " I only wanted to see if you had any reasoning behind your theory without giving any hints of what I thought. And I'm not a delinquent!" Light rolled his eyes while giving a teasing chuckle. "Sure, tell that to the teachers, the headmaster, and all the detention slips." I turned away from Light, my ears turning pink. My pride was worth the information I gathered though. "Shut up. Hey Lighto, did you what your last name says when you spell it backwards in English?" Light raised his eyebrows, waiting for the answer instead of figuring it out himself. Lazy butt.

I smirked devilishly, "Yagami spelled backwards in English is I'm a gay. I guess that explains a lot, doesn't it, Sayu?" Sayu burst out laughing as well Mrs. Sachiko. Light freely glared at me. Ha! I mad him mad. I degraded him and now he showed part of his real side. He is indeed very much childish and hates losing, much like Kira. With one last smug look at Light I excused myself from the table to do homework.

As soon I was out of sight I ran into the bathroom. I knelt down beside the toilet as I shoved my finger deep in my mouth. My gag reflex triggered and I threw up all my stomach's content into the bowl. I looked at it dejectedly before I flushed. I really wish I could taste human food. I bet it was cool to have so many different flavored things. I washed the nasty tasted out of my mouth and muttered to myself, "Disgusting food, disgusting existence." I slipped into the hall and then into my room.

Instantly I smelled something was off. A human had been in here and it certainly wasn't any of the Yagami's. Why hadn't I realized this sooner? Probably because I was overwhelmed by Sayu's scent and this different one was so faint it was barely noticeable. Until now it was masked by Sayu but now that I'm alone it is clear. And now I'm talking to myself again; I think I might really need mental help. I realized I had probably been standing and thinking in one place for too long so I quickly started to do my homework on my desk.

I barely focused on the task at hand as I pondered what someone would be doing in my room. Then something so horrible dawned on me that I stopped writing mid-sentence. What if there were cameras were hidden all around the house? It would make sense if L was looking into the police then it stands to reason that he would put cameras in the houses as well. But that doesn't make sense, the police has already been narrowed down the police into an elite task force that is willing to cooperate with L. Mr. Soichiro is part of that task force if I remember correctly. Then why does L still suspect us? Could this possibly have anything to do with the FBI agents were killed?

It did seem strange that the FBI was killed by Kira when we don't even know what they were doing here. What if the FBI got close enough to Kira that he felt threatened? In that case it must mean that they were probably here under L's orders to follow or research all of the police force members. Does that mean that I could have been followed while I was hunting? Thanks for the help, Kira. Even so Kira must have figured out they were following and got the one following him to reveal his identity.

Then he probably did something that made him tell Kira the rest of the agent's names. That means that one of them must have exhibited unusual behavior before being killed. L must have found which ones were acting weird and planted cameras in the houses in those that that person was investigating. The Yagami must have been one of the house holds that that particular agent was investigating. I wouldn't put it past L to put wire taps around the house as well. Wait, what if he put cameras in the bathroom? Crap! That would really be a huge problem if they see what I do. Welp, it's too late now. I guess I'll just have to come up with an excuse later. As of right now all these pointless observations are giving me a headache.

With one final sigh I turned off my bright lamp and encased my room in darkness. I landed on my bed in a crumpled heap and lay there, unmoving and not sleeping for hours. Stupid insomnia. I lied on my back, just relaxing. I vaguely remembered Light bringing chips to his room after dinner which was highly unusual. I wonder if that meant anything? I let these thoughts swim around in my head until my eye lids began to droop and I submitted to fitful sleep and scary nightmares.

It was dark. There was pain. My arms were chained above my head as I helplessly hung. My eyes were strained on the bright screen of a monitor that held an image of my precious Otouto. He was bloody and beaten as he screamed for help as Jason cut off yet another of his digits. My little brother's cries seemed amplified by the speaker. Tears streamed down my face as I watch Jason torture Ken while I could do nothing. Why, why was I so weak. Why must I watch this? Why can't Jason just kill Ken or better yet kill me? He did this cause he knew that no physical torture could hurt me like it does Otouto. Emotional torment was worse, much worse. Yet there was nothing I could do because of the RC repressor. Damn him.