[Chapter Two]

1:25 PM

January 28, 2013

You were now 17, and in your senior year of high school. Over the past six years, Isamu had helped you tremendously. With everything. He listened to your opinions, helped you become top of your class, and secure a well-paying job as a secretary in a doctor's office. You had befriended the son of the doctor—Matt. You had saved about 4,000 dollars since then, and hadn't spent a dime of your earnings.

You had been watching the Kira case for six years now, growing up as the inside plot unraveled before your very eyes. Isamu had watched L, and you had watched Light. You had to change your appearance every time you went to see Light.

You had planned this out carefully—Isamu would go to watch L since there were no shinigami around L, and you would go watch Light, always staying some distance away to ensure Ryuk wouldn't spot your name more than once and get suspicious. You couldn't see Light and L when they met, but it was easy enough to figure out what had happened by spying on them after their meetings. Over the past year, you had known almost everything; seen it as if it were a TV show. Now though… you couldn't believe it had come to this. You had watched Light run—bleeding, sobbing, and obviously dying—into a deserted building. You knew he was going to die if no one helped, and knew that Ryuk would be the one to write his name. You knew that this day was going to eventually come, and you had already considered your beliefs.

You knew that a human that used the death note to kill would neither go to heaven nor hell. Since shinigami existed, you figured that there must be a possibility that there was a god, but you couldn't be 100% sure. So, you decided that you wouldn't deny the existence of or accept the existence of a God… If there were a God, the criminals that Kira had killed would still be judged by that God, and would get what they deserved. If forgiveness were between man and God, then Kira would have only brought them together. If God was as humans knew God to be, then he hadn't wanted anyone to die... so then why should Kira be treated differently? Kira was a human. And if Kira wouldn't go to heaven or hell, then shouldn't he be allowed to live what life he had left and enjoy it? If God was unjust, it didn't matter when the criminals died since they would be destined for the same unfair judgment. And if there was no God? Then Kira had only done the world a favor. You saw no reason why he should be stopped in either circumstance.

"Isamu. You know what to do."

Isamu's wings sprouted, and lifted him into the air, off to go find Ryuk. You climbed the fence quickly, knowing that people would come looking for Light's body in a matter of minutes. As you ran into the building, you spotted Light, lying on the stairs, breathing shallow breaths.

"Light…"

His eyes opened. He tried to say something.

"We have to get you out of here," you said, pulling him up. You walked as quickly as he could manage, and got him into your car. You had known in advance that there weren't any cameras around, due to Near and Light meeting. You wouldn't get caught... That was the beauty in it all.

You sped off, knowing that you needed to get Light to a doctor.

"Light, I need to know where all of the death notes are."

He held out a small scrap of paper. You knew it was a scrap of his death note... probably the one he kept in his watch.

"Near has this one… the…. The other…Misa… in my…. Apartment."

He wasn't doing well. You knew that you couldn't take him to a hospital, because Near could track medical records for bullet wounds. Your only chance was Matt's father... your boss. He ran a private practice, and you could always destroy the records later.

* * *

You watched Light sleep peacefully in your bed. Matt's father had done a great job patching him up. Best of all perhaps, it would only take a month of labor to pay Matt's father back. You had lied to him, and told him that Light was your cousin, Zachary, and that he had accidentally shot himself. You had explained that because he was famous, you hadn't taken 'Zachary' to the hospital because there would have been an information leak, and he would get suicide publicity.

Isamu and Ryuk walked in. This wasn't your first time seeing Ryuk.

"So you're the mastermind behind all of this… Tomomi Bourne?"

"Please, Tomo for short."

"Well Miss Tomo, I gotta hand it to you, I don't understand why Light is still alive."

You smiled.

"Someone doesn't know all the rules."

"Heh." Ryuk looked amused.

You heard a groan, and looked over at Light.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty," you said sarcastically.

Ryuk chuckled.

"What… Where…" He stopped. "Who are you?"

"My name is Tomomi Bourne."

"You saved my life…" He pushed himself up, and got out of bed. Taking your hand in his own, he continued. "I am forever grateful to you."

You looked down at Light Yagami—on his knee—thanking you. This was an act.

"I'm afraid that won't be necessary, Light." You said, pulling your hand away. He sat back on the edge of your bed, and waited for you to continue.

"I saved you because I don't see anything wrong with what you've done. I believe that if you aren't going to go to heaven or hell, you at least deserve a good life."

"Wh—How?" He stopped again. "You have a death note."

"Very good!" you said with sarcastic praise.

Ryuk laughed in delight. You looked towards Isamu.

"Could you please retrieve all of the traces of the other two death notes? One is in Light's apartment, and Near has the other." He nodded. "Thank you." You looked back towards Light. "I live with my father, who is currently on a business trip. You are going to reside in the attic when he gets back." You paused. "I'm making my shinigami retrieve all the traces of the other two death notes in this world. You see, it's very likely that Near will write your name in the death note to confirm your death. What we're going to though… is prove that you're innocent."

"I'm starting to like this girl," said Ryuk, sitting back and laughing. Light looked skeptical.

"Now…" you continued, "Would you like some tea?"