Chapter 3
Misa burst through the doors of the police station, panting and grabbing onto the front desk so she wouldn't collapse then and there. The female officer stood up from her chair abruptly, placing a hand on her gun.
"Hold on a second, officer- " a voice said from behind her, "aren't you Misa Amane?" it inquired.
She turned around to look at a boy who seemed to be about her age, he had hardened features and an intent gaze, as if he already knew he was right.
"Y-yeah, I am." she stammered.
He smirked, "I already knew that."
Wow, you're…sort of arrogant, aren't you? Misa thought to herself, inspecting the boy in front of her. He was dressed pretty well, and clearly had to have spent some time on his hair this morning. He smelled slightly of cologne. He reminded her vaguely of the male models she had worked with in the past: clean, well dressed, and most of all - arrogant.
"Anyway," he rolled his eyes, "what can we do to help you, Ms. Amane?"
"I was being followed." the starlet said, clutching her purse to her chest.
"Followed? Are you sure someone wasn't just taking the same path as you to get home?"
"He followed me for several blocks, I even got myself lost trying to get away from him. Then, when I started running, he ran after me." She shuddered, replaying it in her mind.
"Alright…" the boy sighed, "do you have any established rivals or enemies? Anyone who would want something bad to happen to you?"
"Not-" Misa contemplated, "not that I know of."
"Seems like you're just dealing with a very, very avid fan then. It's getting late now, so, I'll help you get home, and we'll probably contact you tomorrow so you can talk to our sketch artist."
The girl nodded.
"Oh, my name is Light Yagami, by the way." the boy shook his head at his own negligence, extending his hand.
"Thanks for everything, Light." Misa smiled slightly, shaking his hand.
Light nodded and took Misa's hand gently, "Come on, I have a car." He proceeded to lead her out of the station and into the parking lot. Cop cars were lined up like toy soldiers on either side of them, ready to be utilized at a moment's notice. He stopped at a regular black car towards the front of the lot and opened the passenger side door for Misa.
"I'm a safe driver, I promise." he laughed.
Misa giggled softly, she felt like she was going on a date. Matsuda never let her date any of the boys who asked her out. Granted, she was asked out at least twice a day, but she had always wanted to say yes just once. She sat in the passenger seat and buckled her seatbelt as Light closed the door and went around to enter the driver's side. Light sat down and buckled himself up. He turned the ignition and his i-Pod began to stream through the speakers. His music was comprised mostly of rock, with some classical wedged between.
Light plugged her and Matsuda's address into his GPS system, and began driving eastward into the city. Misa stared at the window as he flew past all the things she had walked by only minutes ago. Together they drifted at top speed across the pitch-black horizon. Eventually, she closed her eyes and let the sound of the wind whistling past the window put her to sleep – she was safe now.
About twenty minutes later, Light pulled up to the apartment complex and looked over to Misa. He had a feeling she was asleep. He gently brushed her hair out of her eyes and rubbed her arm until she woke up.
"Huh?" the bleary eyed girl blinked at him.
"You're home," he said, "I'll be back here tomorrow morning at 8 sharp for your appointment with the sketch artist."
"Oh, okay," she slowly got out of the car, "thank you Light-san."
"Not a problem," Light said coolly, flipping his bangs out of his eyes, "see you then."
See you then, she thought to herself as she crept past the sleeping doorman.
A/N: This is the end point of everything I had already written before creating this story on the site, so, Chapter 4 will be coming soon!!
