A/N Well… I saw that this got more reviews than I thought it would, so I gave it some thought and I've decided to continue on with it. Thanks for all the reviews guys, because without you, this chapter wouldn't exist. I did have some ideas for this originally, but I used bits and pieces of those ideas for other stories… So, I just left this story here because I simply didn't have the heart to delete it.

But after giving it some thought, I now have some ideas on where this may go… So, once again, thanks for all the reviews guys!

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. Sadly… But on the bright side, I do own my OC!

*~ Yukki P.O.V ~*

I stared at the door that the two strangers had just walked out of and cocked my head to one side. This is a top secret investigation… Surely I shouldn't have been able to get onto it that easily? I know I've been called smart before… But something really isn't right here…. There's got to be some sort of catch. The only issue is finding out what it is…

Oh, well. I'll think about it tomorrow. Right now I really need to get some sleep… I manoeuvred around the room; blindly searching for the couch. After a minute of searching I finally brushed my fingers across it. Finally I found it. Now I can get some rest.

I climbed onto the couch and stretched my legs out before I pulled the blankets up so that they came just beneath my chin. I can't believe that I'm going to help on the Kira investigation! I thought to myself as I closed my grey eyes that had hints of blue mixed in. I wonder if I'll be any help… I hope so. Kira really needs to be caught. Stupid psycho.

After a while of pondering my use to the investigation team, I finally drifted off into a deep slumber. The second I fell asleep I immediately regretted it.

"Get away from me!" I scream as I jump over a toppled bin. All I could do is run. The wind roars past me as I dash through the chilly night. The frosty air rips at my bare skin, but that doesn't do anything to slow me down. My lungs protest angrily against the sudden physical activity; begging me to slow down. No. I can't slow down! If I do, that will be the end of me. I have to keep going!

Five minutes ago, I was perfectly safe. But me (being the impatient idiot that I am) wanted to take a shortcut home. I had been asked to quickly go down to the shops to pick up some milk for breakfast tomorrow, before the shops shut at eleven o'clock.

I had left the shops and was planning to walk home the long way, when I spotted an alleyway. Usually, I only dared to use the alleyways during the day but it was so freezing cold out that I just wanted to get home. So I had decided to use the alleyway - It was then that he saw me. He was doing some kind of white drug when he caught sight of me as I walked briskly through the alley way. It was then that the chase had begun.

As I run, I risk a glance over my shoulder. Fuck, he's gaining on me! Fuck, fuck, fuck! The man that is chasing me appears to be in his late thirties. He has messy brown hair and the eyes of a madman. His clothes are in tatters and he appears to be homeless.

"I'm going to catch up with you soon!" He calls out. "And when I do I'm going to have a great time with you! Just give up now! You can't get away! Why don't you make this easier for me and for you? If you slow down, maybe I'll be gentle!"

"Shit!" I cry out. "What do you want with me?"

"I'm going to rape you of course!" He laughs then. "What a stupid question to ask!"

My eyes widen. Rape me? Tears well up in my eyes and I shake my head furiously. No. I refuse to give up! With a sharp flick of my right wrist, I hurl the four pints of milk at him.

Success! He cries out in pain as it hits him square in the chest.

"That was a really bad idea!" He lets an angry growl rip free from his throat as he pulls something out of his pocket. The object glints in the feeble light of the streetlight and I know instantly what it is. A knife – that has been sharpened to perfection.

"You know what I'm going to do now?" A twisted smile warps his ugly, dirty features and I gulp. "I'm going to rape you and then murder you!"

"Y-You'll go to prison!" I manage to cry out; despite my ever increasing fear.

"Do I look like I care?" He laughs again. "My life's over! I've got nothing left! At least if I go to prison I'll have food and shelter! That's more than I've got now!"

I gulp again and try to force my legs to increase their speed; desperately hoping that I'll be able to put enough distance between me and the madman that's chasing me.

"I'm going to have great fun with you! Make sure you scream nice and loud when I rape you, okay?"

What the fuck? I think. This guy is absolutely fucking nuts! I need to get away! My trail of thought ends rather abruptly as I slip and lose my balance. Shit! Why the fuck did my clumsy side have to kick in now? Fuck!

I hit the floor hard and struggle to get back up again. Fuck! If I don't get up soon he'll catch- My thoughts get cut off as the madman tackles me and pins me down to the floor. I try to flip him off but he's far too heavy.

I bite down hard onto his arm and he cries out in pain. He then starts laughing a few seconds later.

What the fuck? Why the fuck's he laughing? I just bit him!

The man flips me over onto my back and sits on my legs. He then pins both of my arms up above my head with one of his giant hands. "You're sure a feisty one aren't you? Don't worry though; I like 'em feisty! It makes things much more fun! Scream for me bitch! Scream!"

I scream loudly as I struggle to break free. Please someone help! I try desperately to get an arm free and after a while I manage to wiggle one free. I then lash out and hit the man square in the face with my fist.

He cries out in pain and his face and eyes swirl with his anger. He grabs my wrist and twists it in his huge hand. I scream even louder as the bones go crack, crack and snap.

"You've done it now you stupid bitch! Who the fuck do you think you are?" He lifts the knife up menacingly. "You know what I'm gonna do? I'm going to kill you and then rape your fucking lifeless body! Yeah! How do you like that? Not so confident now, are you?"

I gulp in pure freight and scream again as the knife slowly inches closer and closer to my throat. I can feel his pungent breath against my neck as he whispers in my ear and drags the knife across the flesh of my neck. "Prepare to die."

I wake up screaming my lungs out. My whole body is drenched in sweat. I curl my knees up to my chest and rest my head on the top of them. I clutch my hands tightly to the side of my head and begin rocking back and forth as the tears continue to stream down my cheeks. My body begins shaking violently and my sobs increase in volume.

The light suddenly flicks on and the bright light blinds me. I curl up even tighter to try and escape it.

"What's going on?" A voice echoes around the room and I lift my head up just enough so that I can see who it is. Ryuzaki was stood in the doorway and he glanced over my curled up body with calm and calculating eyes. "Yukki, what's going on?"

"N-Nothing. I-Its fine. Just go back to sleep Ryuzaki." I hide my eyes behind my knees and wait patiently for the light to go out and for Ryuzaki to leave.

"I wasn't asleep to start with." Ryuzaki stated plainly. "I was working and I heard shouting and screaming so I came up to see what was going on."

"W-What time i-is it?" I asked weakly.

"It's 3:57am." Came the simple response in the same monotone voice.

"I-It's late. Y-You should leave and g-go and get some sleep." My voice stutters and I mentally curse myself for my obvious weakness.

"I'm an insomniac. I'm not going to get any sleep tonight. I'll make you a hot drink. What do you want?"

"N-Nothing. I-m f-fine." I reply as my voice cracks.

"Tea it is then." Ryuzaki walks out and I hear an elevator descending.

I pull myself into an even tighter ball and continue sobbing. Pull yourself together! My mind screams at me; telling me to gain control of the sobbing wreck that is me. My sobs just steadily increase in volume. Fucking get yourself together! I clench my fists together and I finally stop trembling. My sobs gradually began to die down after a few more minutes.

A minute or so later I can hear someone shuffling across the carpet. There is the clinking of plates as two saucers are placed on the small table near the couch. I can then hear the sound of furniture being dragged across the room. "I've made you some tea." Ryuzaki states.

"D-Didn't I say that I didn't want a-anything?" Why won't my voice stop breaking? I'm trying to convince someone that I'm fine, yet I can't even talk straight.

"Yes you did – but I ignored you."

My teeth clenched. "Then what was the point in asking me what I wanted in the first place?" Finally! I can talk straight!

"I was going to make myself a hot drink anyway, before you started screaming. I then decided that a hot drink may help you feel better. I wanted to give you a choice, but since you refused to choose, I chose for you."

I sighed. "What do you want?"

"I want to know why you were attempting to scream the building down."

I gritted my teeth and tried to prevent a low growl from breaking free. "Is this your idea of being funny?"

"No – I'm actually being serious. Your screams were really loud. I thought briefly that someone was in here with you, but I dismissed that the second it crossed my mind as it's impossible. The security systems are state of the art. No one could get in without mine or Watari's permission."

I ignored him. "Can you leave me be?"

"Yes; as soon as I find out why you were screaming bloody murder."

Fucking bastard… I muttered in my head. "You're stubborn."

"I'm well aware of that. You're pretty stubborn yourself, Yukari."

I flinched at the use of my real name and turned my glare on him. He was crouched on a small fold-up chair with his thumb resting on his bottom lip. He cocked his head to one side as I stared at him. "How did you find out my real name?"

Ryuzaki shrugged. "It wasn't a difficult task."

"That doesn't answer the question. How did you find out?" I didn't really mean to, but my anger made that question come off a lot harsher than I had intended it to.

Ryuzaki looked completely unfazed. "I have access to any record in the world. Finding you wasn't particularly difficult."

"That must have taken you hours."

Ryuzaki shook his head. "It took fifteen minutes and I was bored anyway. Yukari Yukki Mitzuu. You are twenty years of age and your birthday is the 18th of October. Your blood type is OB. You live at home with your mum and dad whilst you are studying at Daikumi University."

My eyes widened further with every single fact that he got spot on. Well, there goes my defence… "Impressive." I replied. "You're a good Detective."

"I like to think so." Ryuzaki answered. "Don't worry; I won't reveal anything to the other task force members. I'll get you fake identification sorted out as fast as I can."

"Other task force members? Who else is on the team?" I answered. That had piqued my curiosity.

"Hmm… Maybe I'd be more willing to tell you if you drank your tea and told me what you were screaming about."

You sneaky little so and so. "Are you offering a trade of information?"

Ryuzaki shrugged and sipped his tea. "Something like that. Well? What's your answer?"

I sighed. "Fine." I picked up my tea and took a sniff. "Hmm… Smells like camomile and honey with a tint of vanilla."

"That would be because it is camomile, honey and vanilla."

My eye twitched by itself. "Right. I'll tell you. My brother was brutally murdered last month and ever since then I've been having these recurring nightmares. Every night, I die in a different way. Everything is always so vivid and realistic. I always wake up screaming." The cup shook in my hands. "It's ridiculous; a twenty year old University student screaming because of nightmares."

"I don't think it's ridiculous. It happens to a lot of people. You have been traumatised by the loss of your brother. It's perfectly normal to have nightmares. Can you tell me what happened in the nightmare?"

"It's different every night. This time round I was being chased down a dark alleyway by a man high on cocaine who wanted to murder me and then rape me."

Ryuzaki raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't it have made more sense for him to want to rape you and then kill you?"

I nodded. "That was his plan, originally."

"And what caused this change of plans?"

"I lobbed four pints of milk at him." I casted my gaze down. "Then after he pinned me down I got an arm free and punched him in the face. It was then that he decided to revise his plans."

The corner of Ryuzaki's lip tugged upwards. "Not going down without a fight then?"

I smiled. "That's me."

L sipped his tea. "Interesting." He then stood up abruptly. "Well, I'll leave you to get some sleep."

"Hold up. You said you was going to tell me who else was on the team and besides, I'm not going to go back to sleep. I never do after a nightmare. I've had enough sleep now."

"In that case, get your tea and follow me downstairs."

A/N Well that's the end of chapter two. I hope you enjoyed reading it and I really hope that you review. Please? I'm giving away virtual cake to any and all reviewers! *Holds out huge tray full of mouth-watering cakes*

L: Please can I have cake? I need it.

Me: It's not for you. It's for the amazing people on Fanfiction.

L: *Sulks* I thought I was amazing…