My brow furrowed deeply, and I began to bite my nails, as I did when I was nervous. Light was at his computer, staring blankly at the screen as he pondered about what to do, and I sat on his bed belly down, pretending to read a book. His thoughts were speaking clearly in my mind.They weren't good.

"I know she's lying about her name," he thought acidly. "She may be just trying to mess me up, she could be a spy...L probably had something to do with it. I need to take her to Misa, to know her real name. After that, if I need to eliminate her, it will be fairly easy..."

I turned the page to the book loudly, and realized if he was paying attention, he would know I wasn't reading. For one, it was an algebra book, and two, it was upside down. Feeling stupid, I closed the book and put it back where I found it on a shelf. I stopped there at the shelf to think. I couldn't meet Misa...that girl would ruin everything for me...frustration and turmoil warred inside me. He'd know my name...I would be eliminated, with no way to stop it...

"Kaeru...KAERU!"

Light had been calling me for some time, I realized. His mind was sour with annoyance. I knew what he was going to say before he said it, but I couldn't voice anything about it. "I think you would get along with Misa," he said pleasantly. "I'm sure she would enjoy your...attire."

I gave him a sour look. "What is that supposed to mean? What's wrong with my clothes?" I looked down at the purple dress I was wearing, the same style as most of my clothes. It definately looked like it was something out of 'Rozen Maiden' or 'Ah! My Goddess'.

He realized the mistake in his choice of words, and I wanted to laugh when I heard him curse himself mentally. "I didn't mean anything by it," he said quickly. "I meant that you two have the same taste in clothes."

"Yeah, I know," I said with a grin. "I was just messing with you."

I was beginning to like hanging around Light, despite the ever constant danger with which I was in when I was around him. I had taken caution the day before, after I had left Light's house when he accepted my assistance. I got a new ID--a fake one--and erased all files of my ever having existed. I had connections with the state, let's just leave it at that. And, of course, I lived alone, and I never spoke to my family, anyway. I barely had any friends (besides the ones in league with the government), either, so I was safe there. There no longer was any former me. No longer did my true name exist, except to me.

I caught a glimpes of a magazine on Light's desk--Misa was on the cover. She was famous? I hadn't known that. Light wasn't the only one who could act. Unlike him, I had taken drama in school.

"Wait, Misa...? THE Misa?!" I said with fake, but convincing, excitement. "YOU know MISA?!"

He smiled pleasantly. "This is great," he thought, a smirk edging the voice. "She knows Misa and is a fan. This couldn't get any better."

"Yes," Light said, keeping his outer attitude pleasant. "She's my girlfriend. She might be a little jealous at first, but when I tell her the situation, I don't think she'll have any problem with you."

I grimaced mentally, but kept the ecstatic grin on my face. "I can't believe you actually know Misa! I'm am SO her biggest fan!"

He held out his hand for me to grab.

"Wait, are you going to bring the note?" I asked suddenly. "I really don't think it would be safe here."

"Well, it's safer here than on our person."

"I want to carry it, though!" I said in a whiny voice. "I want to see all the names you wrote in it!" Innocence was key. I would be no more than a ditsy sidekick to him, but I would know that I was something much more.

I heard his thoughts turn into turmoil. "Should I take it? Of course not, that would be beyond idiotic. L would get suspicious...I can't...and her carrying it is so stupid it's not even in the vicinity of being mentally retarded..."

"Please Please Please? Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!"

"ALRIGHT!" he shouted angrily. "PLEASE just stop saying 'please'!"

I giggled. "Okeydokey then!"

So, he escorted me out of his house and we took a bus across town. When the bus had screeched to a halt about fifteen minutes after we had boarded, he tugged me off gently by the arm. Across the busy street was what seemed like a public photo shoot. There were cameras and people everywhere--it looked quite like a zoo of people in nice clothing.

"She's playing in a movie, so I hope you don't mind a lot of people."

I smiled up at him, shaking my head. "I don't mind at all! This is so exciting!"

It didn't look like what I had in store had happened yet. I began to get worried. What if it hadn't gone through? I would be so far beyond screwed, it would make me a virgin. I was a virgin, but--well, you get the point.

"Hey, has anyone seen Miss Amane?" I heard someone call as we crossed to the other side of the street. Okay, maybe it DID go through.

"Oh, hello, Light," a man said. It looked like he was the director. "We're looking for Misa right now--we couldn't imagine where she would be. She NEVER misses a shoot."

Light's mind became slightly worried. "I really need her to be here..." he thought.

"We can help look for her, if you like!" I said, a big grin on my face.

The director looked at me as if he had not noticed I was there until right then. "And who is this?"

"Oh, this is my little sister. She's one of Misa's biggest fans, so I thought I'd bring her here to see her."

I scowled at him. I was OLDER than he was! I may look seventeen, but I was twenty to his nineteen! How DARE he say I was his little sister! I saw the smirk he had in his mind, too. He knew I didn't like him saying 'little sister'. If that's how he wanted to play...I arched my good leg backwards and went in for the most powerful kick I could muster. "Mom says NOT to talk to strangers, Light," I said with angry sarcasm.

I heard him call me obscene names in his mind as he bent to rub his newly bruised leg. "I believe I see blood there..." I thought smugly.

"He's not...a stranger..." Light said through gritted teeth, straightening himself. "This is the director to Misa's movie. Show him respect."

I shot Light another sour look.

And a piercing scream suddenly rang out. I saw light loose his balance, startled, and the director fell out of the chair he had been sitting on. "Miss Amane has fainted! She isn't breathing!"

"I feel better," I thought to myself smugly.

And sure enough, the plan had come through. Misa was lying face down on the ground just outside of her trailer. It looked like everything I had specified went through--she had gotten startled my a cat and backed away, causing her to trip backwards and run into something very sharp (it was a loose piece of scrap metal on the wall) that pierces her heart. AND, Light wouldn't know I wrote something. I wrote it on the black space where the rules are. I didn't know if it would work, but I had to try. I wrote in black ink. He wouldn't be able to see it. I didn't rip pages out. I was safe.

"Much better," I thought.