"Akira…why?" sputtered a dying Nate. "And you were such a good little girl…"

Akira looked down upon her brother-figure in utter horror. The sight of the light leaving his eyes was just too much for her.

"Nate? Nate?! NATE!! No! No, Nate you can't di-"

XxX

Akira awoke to the sound of her alarm clock hitting six-thirty a.m. "Oh shit!" Akira grabbed the first clothing she could find and ran downstairs to meet the bus.

"Late again?" Sayu called out to her as she zipped by.

"What's her problem?" Matsuda asked his wife, shaking her head at his inattentiveness.

XxX

School didn't help Akira at all. She'd become accustomed to Akira and was beginning to zone out when called upon. Also, her thoughts were revolving solely on Nate's death. The look of pure agony and disbelief on his face wouldn't leave her alone. Before she knew it, school was over and she had no clue whatsoever of the day's events"Wazzup, Aya-Aya!" using that retarded little nickname he'd given her, John came stumbling behind her to slow and walk beside her in a steady pace.

Akira ignored him due to the facts that she was beginning to loathe that damned name 'Aya' and the little bastard would never give her any free time.

"Aya-Aya? Aya… Hello, anyone home? Ay-"

"Will you shut the fuck up and leave me the hell alone already?!" she screamed as she turned to face him, "Do me, and the world, a damned favor by going to Hell and never fucking coming back!" And with that, she was off.

John just stared after her and muttered to himself 'Frisky little devil ain't she…'

XxX

The rest of the day, worse than school. Akira had tons of homework to do, she was due in Preparatory School in just under an hour, her mother and father were having some "play-time", and to top it all off, Daddy-Dearest was directing her every move. She was being told who to kill, when to kill, and how to kill every hour on the hour. Light was pressuring her to get rid of Nate as soon as possible but Akira was going to make sure to prolong that by however much she could. She knew she wasn't ready to kill him just yet but her father obviously didn't give two shits on her part.

Sure the day was horrible, but the night was much worse. Light wanted her to use the Death Note all night but she eventually tuned him out, falling into a nightmarish world she couldn't escape. Her family, friends, and worst of all, Nate, swimming in a sea of blood, sin slowly rotting off their bones. The stench of dying flesh covered the area. No matter where she ran, Akira couldn't escape it. Then came the insane screaming. After that, the pacing in circles, thinking that was the way out. Akira began laughing hysterically, rolling in circles as those she loved died around her, calling out to her, Why, Akira? Why?

XxX

Morning came and Akira opened her eyes to the realization and questioned the most important part of Light's mission that was bestowed upon her.

'Can I really go through with this?'